Chapter 219 The Most Powerful Person in the World!

After his body regained vitality, Song Changming first blocked the attack of the white-eyed corpse puppet. When the blue ice bird approached again, he slashed out with a fire-attributed sword energy.

The blue ice bird had its wings cut off like ice crystals and fell down.

But soon, the blue ice bird grew wings again with the super regeneration and recovery ability of the fog beast and flew back to the sky.

"Tsk, trouble." Song Changming glanced at the blue ice bird above and the white-eyed corpse puppet below.

Under normal strength, it seems that it will take a long time to kill these two things.

Song Changming didn't want to drag it on, so he pressed one hand on his hidden acupoint and performed the blood explosion secret technique.

The blood and qi in his body surged!

He felt like a sharp blade just taken out of a furnace, and like a volcanic eruption.

The stronger the body and the more abundant the blood and qi, the more amazing the effect of this blood explosion secret technique!

"Secret technique!" Ding Yanyun in the distance became more and more uneasy.

Song Changming weighed the dragon-patterned knife in his hand. The blade that he had felt heavy in the past now felt as light as a hair in his hand.

He took a step forward and performed the Flying Thunder Technique. Lightning flashed all over his body.

Then he bent his knees and exerted force suddenly. He flew up into the air like a cloud, approaching the blue ice bird.

The blue ice bird was startled and flapped its wings to try to fly higher, but the next moment, Song Changming slashed with a knife and directly ripped open the huge blue ice bird.

The blue ice bird screamed and fell to the ground.

Song Changming flicked his wrist and shattered the frost covering the dragon-patterned knife.

At this time, the white-eyed corpse puppet attacked again when Song Changming fell and was not yet stable.

But this time, Song Changming responded with a knife, and it was the white-eyed corpse puppet that was knocked away.

Song Changming turned his feet and slashed out three wind dragon knife auras, strangling the blue ice bird completely.

As soon as the White-Eyed Corpse Puppet turned over, he saw Song Changming, whose blood was running wild, approaching him.

Fire God Sword Art·Fire God Slash!

With one powerful slash, the endless flames made Song Changming look like a fire god.

The White-Eyed Corpse Puppet still had no expression on his face, and slashed at Song Changming with one slash.

The two swords clashed again, and the result was that the White-Eyed Corpse Puppet was instantly engulfed by the fire attribute sword energy of Song Changming's sword.

Boom!

Under the flame sword energy, the White-Eyed Corpse Puppet could not bear the huge force attached to the Dragon Pattern Sword, and his knees fell to the ground.

With a loud bang, Song Changming slowly walked out of the fire wave.

He held the Dragon Pattern Sword in his right hand, and the White-Eyed Corpse Puppet's precious sword in his left hand.

On the other side, Ding Yanyun did not escape, but just stood there blankly, looking at the White-Eyed Corpse Puppet and the Blue Ice Bird that were completely destroyed by Song Changming, still in disbelief.

Song Changming threw the precious sword in his hand.

The precious sword carried a strong wind, like a silver light, flashed by, and pierced Ding Yanyun's torso in an instant, and the blade was stuck on the giant tree behind.

Song Changming ended the blood explosion secret technique and approached, looking at Ding Yanyun.

"Who is that elder?"

Ding Yanyun did not answer, but only muttered to himself: "This is how corpse refining is. In order to refine a stronger corpse puppet, it is like a demon.

There are many people like me who are favored by others and killed in the sect. I am not ashamed of this."

Song Changming was tired of listening. Seeing that Ding Yanyun was hesitant to answer, he raised his sword and killed him.

The elder who took away his brother's corpse, at most, he would investigate it later.

If it really flowed to Guyuan Country, it would be a bit tricky, but he would go to Guyuan Country to investigate the matter sooner or later.

Even if time passed, he would not ignore this matter.

After looking at the corpse of the Corpse Refining Sect member on the ground, taking away the mist gold and money bag from him, and looking at the body of the White Eyed Corpse Puppet that was decaying rapidly, Song Changming let out a long breath.

The Blood Explosion Secret Technique is indeed powerful, but the consumption of fighting for just such a short time is not small.

This secret technique itself cannot be used for a long time, otherwise the overdraft will be too serious.

It was a fierce battle for him to force him to use the Blood Explosion Secret Technique.

Song Changming couldn't help but look up at the top of the mountain.

The White Eyed Corpse Puppet in Ding Yanyun's hand is extremely powerful, but let alone looking at the entire Corpse Refining Sect, even on this mountain, can the strength of his White Eyed Corpse Puppet be ranked first?

"It's still not strong enough," Song Changming said to himself.

Looking at the world, he is already considered a top-level strongman, and it is difficult to find an opponent that he can look up to.

But in this super high-end game between the hidden sects, he still felt pressure and inadequacy.

Just as he was thinking this, two figures suddenly fell from the top of the mountain to the mountainside, and then fought all the way from the mountainside to where Song Changming was.

One of the figures was actually a beautiful woman in purple.

The woman held a long sword, and every move she made could sweep out a piece of purple light.

She floated all the way, and her toes lightly touched the branches of the giant tree, just like a fairy on earth, flying in the air.

The other figure was like a tiger descending the mountain, rushing all the way, chasing the beautiful woman.

Song Changming could see clearly that the figure that was chasing after him was a corpse puppet.

It was not a black-eyed corpse puppet, nor a white-eyed corpse puppet. It was covered with heavy smoke of earthy yellow, and its pupils were actually golden, as if embedded with two golden gems.

Its appearance made Song Changming's heart beat wildly.

This corpse puppet was definitely more powerful than the white-eyed corpse puppet. The moment it appeared, he felt palpitations.

His intuition told him that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time!

Just as Song Changming was about to retreat, Su Yuehan caught a glimpse of the battlefield of the disciples at the foot of the mountain not far away. He immediately stopped, turned around and flew down like a purple butterfly, and slapped the corpse puppet.

The yellow-eyed corpse puppet suddenly bent and bounced up, rushing straight towards Su Yuehan.

Su Yuehan's palm did not fall on the corpse puppet, but the palm power he exuded made the yellow-eyed corpse puppet, which had just rushed into the air, fall headfirst into the ground.

There was a loud bang, and a huge palm print appeared on the ground.

The whole mountain was shaken violently!

"So strong!" Song Changming was stunned.

This internal energy cultivation was something he could not catch up with even if he tried his best.

Even a warrior at the fourth level of Qi Refining should not have such power and strength.

He estimated that at least it was the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining!

Qi Refining, one level is like heaven and earth!

Looking at the vast martial world, this is the strength of the strongest in the world. Even in the Heavenly Ranking, it must be a top existence!

The yellow-eyed corpse puppet turned over from the big palm print, and the golden light in his eyes became stronger and stronger. With a low roar, he pounced on Su Yuehan again.

Although this corpse puppet was hit hard, it did not show any damage on its body.

At most, the dim smoke around it became a little heavier.

Song Changming found that this yellow-eyed corpse puppet did not seem to have inherited much of the martial arts attainments in his previous life. It relied purely on its extremely strong and terrifying flesh body to fight like instinct.

Strength, agility and reaction are all the best creatures Song Changming has ever seen!

Even if Song Changming used the blood explosion secret technique again, in a state beyond the limit, he asked himself that his physical strength could not match that of this corpse puppet.

Let alone other things, this corpse puppet simply showed its strength. The force bursting out of its fists and feet was at least more than 100,000 pounds!

Fortunately, the woman, as an opponent, had strong internal energy.

With her profound internal energy cultivation and exquisite martial arts attainments, she was able to suppress the counterattack of the corpse puppet and blast it into the ground again and again.

Pits appeared one after another on the mountain.

"Terrible!" Song Changming murmured.

"Of course it's terrible. One is the yellow-eyed corpse puppet of the Corpse Refining Sect, and the other is the deputy leader of the Moon-Watching Pavilion, Fairy Yuehan. How can it not be terrible?"

As soon as Song Changming finished speaking, a very abrupt voice came from behind.

Song Changming was startled and instinctively slashed backwards with a knife. A giant tree several meters away was cut directly by his knife energy.

The knife energy penetrated and hit the figure hidden behind the giant tree.

Just when his knife energy was about to hit the figure, it suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The figure was unharmed.

"Song, Brother Song, don't be violent, but remember me." The voice came again, a little flustered.

The huge tree fell, and a man holding his head ran out in a panic, as if he was afraid of being hit on the head by the huge tree.

Song Changming looked at him.

"It's you?!"

The man in front of him looked quite young, dressed like a scholar, carrying a wooden box on his back, and holding a short black iron rod in his hand.

There were special energy fluctuations on it, indicating that this was not an ordinary iron rod.

He just noticed clearly that the sword energy he had cut out disappeared out of thin air after touching the iron rod.

The sword energy seemed to be absorbed by the iron rod, which made the scholar who looked weak and gentle unscathed.