Chapter 217 Entering the Arena to Behead Corpses

The corpse puppet raised its arms above its head, trying to block Song Changming's sword.

However, the flaming sword was more powerful than the wind dragon in terms of sheer power. It was unstoppable when it swung down with a huge force of 60,000 pounds!

Even though the black-eyed corpse puppet's body was as strong as a monster, under this sword, both palms were cut off and fell to the ground.

The black-eyed corpse puppet was cut in half in the middle of its head!

Then he raised his foot and kicked back with a whip kick, lightning splashed and exploded on the spot.

Under the terrifying force, the other black-eyed corpse puppet that pounced from behind was kicked away like a ball, smashed into the mountain, and buried by rocks.

"How is it possible!"

On the hillside, the short corpse refining sect member was shocked by the powerful strength displayed by Song Changming. He never thought that the three trump cards in his hand would not be able to catch the boy in front of him.

He was even killed and two were blown away!

This made him unacceptable and he shouted again.

"Brother Song" Liu Yan'er was still worried about Song Changming, but in a blink of an eye, Song Changming broke the siege of the corpse puppets with his powerful strength, which made her stunned for a while.

After all these years of getting along, she knew that Song Changming was very strong. After all, the honor of being the first on the Earth List was enough to explain the problem.

But now, being besieged by these three powerful corpse puppets, even a strong man at the level of the Heaven List may not be able to get away with it.

Song Changming was able to resolve the crisis cleanly and neatly. This strength not only exceeded her expectations, but also exceeded the expectations of everyone else.

"Good, so strong!" Many disciples and deacons of Wangyue Pavilion were also shocked by Song Changming's strength when they saw this scene.

"Who is this person? Looking so young, his strength is probably not weaker than some elders in the pavilion!"

"It seems to be a master invited by Junior Sister Yan'er!"

"Awesome."

Bang!

The corpse puppet that was kicked out broke out of the stone, with exaggerated muscles all over its body more swollen than before, and sprinted in two steps, like a high-speed train hitting hard.

Several disciples of Wangyue Pavilion along the way had no time to dodge and were directly thrown out, and they could not stop this runaway corpse puppet at all.

This can't be blamed on them.

The powerful disciples, deacons, and elders of Wangyue Pavilion were all on the mountain to compete with the strong men of the Corpse Refining Sect.

There are not many masters of Wangyue Pavilion at the foot of the mountain, and there are very few who can match the combat power of this corpse puppet, or almost none.

The short person from the Corpse Refining Sect is one of the strong men who came down from the mountain!

The corpse puppet rushed straight to Song Changming and arrived in an instant.

A punch was thrown, and the strong wind pressure seemed to distort this space.

There is no doubt that an ordinary warrior would be hit by this punch and would be directly blasted into a piece of meat paste.

Song Changming narrowed his eyes, suddenly took the dragon-patterned knife in his left hand, took a step forward, swung his right fist in a circle, and swung it out fiercely!

Under the layers of power, a strong wind pressure was also blasted out.

One person and one corpse puppet, this wave directly faced each other, and the wind pressure collided with a sharp sound of air friction, producing waves of sonic booms.

Boom!

Corpse puppets have always been known for their invincible flesh and strong power.

However, in this purest collision of power, this corpse puppet was directly punched into the ground by Song Changming!

A large pit several meters wide exploded at the feet. Seeing that this corpse puppet was about to be buried again, Song Changming grabbed it with his big hand, pinched the corpse puppet's head and lifted it out, and threw it into the air.

Half of the corpse puppet's arm had been scrapped. In this wave of power dialogue, it was completely defeated by Song Changming.

After the contest, Song Changming was not interested in continuing to play with the corpse puppet, and a knife slashed through the air.

The head of the corpse puppet was directly chopped off.

In just a few encounters, two corpse puppets were killed in succession.

The remaining corpse puppet, under the control of the corpse-refining sect member, chose to stop the loss in time and wanted to retreat.

However, Song Changming did not want to let the other party go.

He performed the Flying Thunder Art, with lightning flashing under his feet, and chased after the last corpse puppet with two knives.

In the forest, the corpse-refining sect member was in a panic.

Suddenly, a wind-attributed sword energy cut off the dead trees and vines in pieces and chased from behind.

The corpse-refining sect member could only turn around and swing his sword to resist.

The sword energy burst out, and the corpse-refining sect member rolled on the ground in embarrassment. Just as he was about to get up, a long sword shot out and accurately pierced his abdomen, nailing him to the ground.

The corpse-refining sect member screamed, and Song Changming had already landed in front of him.

"Do you recognize Fan Laojiu?"

"No, I don't recognize him."

"That's a pity." Song Changming said lightly, and lightning flashed on his raised foot.

Under the horrified gaze of the Corpse Refining Sect, he stepped down heavily, and a large part of his chest collapsed immediately. He vomited blood and died with his eyes wide open.

Just as Song Changming was about to retreat, a voice suddenly came from the forest.

"Fan Laojiu, I know him."

Song Changming turned his head and saw a slender, slightly charming man slowly walking out from the dead trees.

Behind him, five black-eyed corpse puppets stood like five black towers, with their eyes emitting dim light, like soul-catching messengers from hell.

Undoubtedly, the quality of these five black-eyed corpse puppets is quite top-notch, and the oppressive force they exude is even greater than the three he killed.

But if it was just that, it would not be enough for Song Changming to pay attention.

On the other side of the man, a white-haired and white-eyed corpse puppet was different and the most conspicuous.

This corpse puppet also made Song Changming feel a great threat.

Considering that this Corpse Refining Sect member came down from this mountain, he was obviously a strong man in the Corpse Refining Sect who was qualified to participate in the fight on the mountain.

"Why, you're looking for Fan Laojiu?" Ding Yanyun chuckled and continued.

"If you are willing to be my corpse puppet, even if you want Fan Laojiu's head, I can send it to you immediately."

Song Changming raised his eyebrows and said, "You may not be able to find his head. I just want to know where his corpse puppet came from?"

"Huh? You want to ask this?" Ding Yanyun asked in surprise.

"He works under me, and the material of his corpse puppet was given by me. Although the quality is not very good, it is not bad."

At this point, he suddenly paused and looked at Song Changming with a smile.

"The material of the corpse puppet could not have anything to do with you, your relative? Or your best friend?

That was many years ago, my friend, look at it more open-mindedly, why be sad for the dead."

"." Song Changming was speechless, but the sword intent in his body boiled again.

Ding Yanyun was unmoved and continued to talk and laugh: "Although it was more than 20 years ago, I still remember that there were two materials in that batch of materials that were too perfect and had the opportunity to be cultivated into green-eyed corpse puppets.

And they were a pair of blood brothers. If they were refined into corpse puppets together, they could fit each other and exert greater combat power."

Song Changming's heart sank when he heard this, but his face remained calm, "Did you refine them into corpse puppets?"

"I thought so, but I knew my own limitations back then. These two materials were not only a waste of natural resources in my hands, but also a hot potato.

I sent them to a sect elder in exchange for generous benefits. It is said that the elder later sent the two top-quality materials to the main sect of Guyuan Country and got more benefits.

As for now, where the two materials have gone and whether they have been damaged, that is unknown."

Ding Yanyun spread his hands and shook his head. He talked to Song Changming like a friend, and he talked about everything without reservation.

In his words, he expressed deep regret for the two top-quality materials that he had handled but failed to obtain.

"What else do you want to know? I'll tell you all. After you become my corpse puppet, your spiritual will will have less resentment towards me." Ding Yanyun said with a smile.

He seemed very confident that he could easily control Song Changming, and he didn't mind communicating with his future corpse puppet.

"What were the surnames and identities of the two materials before they died?" Song Changming narrowed his eyes, and asked directly without bothering to cover up.

"Oh? Could it be that you have a relationship with the two materials? Are you their relatives? Brothers?" Ding Yanyun became more energetic.

If the blood is close, Song Changming in front of him may also be a top-quality material embryo!

"I remember that they were generals of a vanguard army of Dahan when they were alive." Ding Yanyun said this, and he was also carefully observing Song Changming's expression.

Song Changming's eyes changed.

When the other party said this, he was already 80% sure in his heart.

In the family letter he had sent back, it was mentioned that his elder and second elder brothers had become generals of the vanguard army.

Combined with the corpses that were taken away with Song Bao before, there was basically no mistake!

"It's been a long time since I remembered their names, and it's possible that I didn't investigate them in detail at the time." Ding Yanyun thought about it, and couldn't provide more information for verification.

But these are enough!

Boom!

At this time, there was a violent movement on the hillside not far away, which made Ding Yanyun no longer want to continue chatting.

"Go." Ding Yanyun raised his hand slightly, and the three black-eyed corpses behind him rushed out first and rushed straight to Song Changming.