It was indeed a humanoid puppet, extinct, dead, with sunken eyes, dead ashes, without any sparkle, like a charred piece of wood.

Sure enough, it was only a little bit off. Said distractedly.

"You know everything?" Jiang Feng asked in a deep voice as he stared at the humanoid puppet.

Judging from the aura fluctuations of this humanoid puppet, it is the cultivation of the Second Tribulation Heaven, but that kind of cultivation is the cultivation when it was alive, and it cannot be calculated according to its current combat power and destructive power.

The humanoid puppet, covered in muscles, bones, flesh and blood, is to the point of indestructibility, the sword cannot be injured, the knife cannot be broken, this is a fighter jet, it does not feel pain, and it is never tireless.

If its combat power is converted by the same amount, the real combat power possessed by this humanoid puppet is definitely comparable to that of a powerhouse cultivated by the Third Tribulation Heaven.

It can even be said that this puppet has the power to fight with the powerhouse of the half-step Life and Death Xuan Realm, without him, the advantage of the puppet is too obvious, and it can fight endlessly, far from being comparable to the physical body.

When Jiang Feng spoke, his voice was dull, and he remembered the puppets he had seen when he was in the Tian Yuan Continent, and there were two kinds of puppets, one was a yin puppet and the other was a yang puppet.

The yin puppet is artificially refined, while the yang puppet is born from heaven and earth.

Judging from the aura revealed by this puppet, it is clearly a yang puppet, born from electricity, light, thunder and fire, born powerful, and extremely difficult to deal with.

"I don't know much. Dye Yan muttered, as if whispering, she looked at the yang puppet, the gray color in her eyes became more and more intense, almost occupying the eye sockets, making it look a little strange at the moment.

"At least you know there's going to be a puppet. Jiang Feng said coldly.

Hearing this, the pale face of the smoke twitched inadvertently, and she said slowly: "Jiang Feng, do you know why Lei Gongshan flashes and thunders all year round. ”

"Is it related to this puppet?" Jiang Feng asked.

"That's right. Dye Yan nodded, and then said: "This is a yang puppet, born from the condensation of evil qi, which is not tolerated by heaven and earth, naturally it is a thunder fire, but under the tempering of thunder and fire, it is the birth of a yang puppet." ”

Jiang Feng was slightly aware of this, and he said: "Even so, this is not a simple matter. ”

"The right time, place and people, between the three, one is indispensable. The voice of the smoke was a little hollow, she said.

Heaven and earth and man, first there is heaven and earth, and finally there are people, but in the relationship between the three, man is the most important part.

"Something to do with the Lei family?" Jiang Feng analyzed.

"If nothing else, this Yang puppet should be an ancestor of the Lei family. Dye Smoke said.

Jiang Feng looked at the facial features of the yang puppet, although there was no flesh and blood on his face, he was dumbfounded and numb, but his face shape was vaguely similar to Lei Gongyun and Lei Hongjun.

"The Lei family covers the sky in Yunzhou City, in fact, it has little to do with the Lei family itself, what they rely on is this Lei Gong Mountain, Lei Gong Mountain does not fall, and the status of the Lei family can be shaken. Dye Smoke continued.

On top of the 60th birthday of the old man Lei Gongyun, Jiang Feng saw that the old man Lei Gongyun was just a cultivator of the first tribulation of the sky, which was a bit strange in itself.

After all, in terms of Lei Gongyun's status and the influence of the Lei family, Lei Gongyun's strength is really unable to deter the Quartet, which made Jiang Feng feel puzzled at the beginning, but now when he heard the smoke say, he completely understood.

The Lei family has today's status, high-profile, and the scenery is unparalleled for a while, and it has never relied on the living, but the dead.

"I see. Jiang Feng sighed lightly.

"The Lei family has been sitting on Lei Gong Mountain for hundreds of years, generation after generation of ancestors, when they have a premonition that death is coming, they will sit on the top of this Lei Gong Mountain, and experience the tempering of thunder and lightning. The sound of dyed smoke sounded in her ears again, and when she said this, the sound of dyed smoke was a little more dignified, and she said slowly: "As far as I know, the Lei family now has at least three or more yang puppets. ”

"What kind of cultivation are they?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I don't know the specific cultivation realm, but every yang puppet is extremely terrifying. Dye Smoke said.

Jiang Feng's eyes flickered slightly, his gaze fell on the body of the smoke, and he asked instead: "You don't know much about the Lei family, what is your purpose this time?"

"What is my purpose? Dye Smoke smiled bitterly, and as he spoke, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Feng's heart moved slightly, he knew very well that Dye Yan had paid such a big price to climb Lei Gong Mountain, and he must have an unusual purpose, but looking at the situation of Dye Yan at the moment, he clearly had a sense of frustration like ashes, and he didn't want to say more, so Jiang Feng didn't want to ask more, so he retracted his gaze and fell on the Yang puppet.

The yang puppet stood in the distance, standing quietly, motionless, only the strong fluctuations of the aura on its body showed its strength and terrifyingness.

"Whew!"

There was a wind blowing, a cold wind, blowing on the face, a biting cold.

It was not the natural wind, but the yang puppet moved, and with the yang puppet moving, mixed with the breath of thunder and fire, it rushed to the face.

With a punch, the yang puppet hooked up a punch and slammed into Jiang Feng.

An incomparably simple punch, there is nothing fancy at all, but the destructive power of this punch, no one below the realm of life and death dares to despise it.

Under the slight shock of Jiang Feng's arm, the bloodthirsty sword appeared in the palm of his hand, and a sword slashed down, slashing directly on the Yang puppet's arm.

The sound of metal clashing could be heard in the distance, and the air fluctuated, rolling up the wind.

Jiang Feng slashed down with a sword, leaving only a shallow white mark on the yang puppet's exposed burnt black skin.

Jiang Feng stepped back, his expression solemn.

The sharpness of the bloodthirsty sword, Jiang Feng knew very well, he used the autumn water sword with ninety percent sword intent, but it only left a white mark on the arm of this yang puppet, showing how strong this yang puppet's body was.

The Yang Golem attacked, and the black figure was as fast as lightning, rushing towards Jiang Feng.

The yang golem is unconscious, its reaction is no different from that of ordinary people, and the attacks it has are the simplest and most basic attacks, but because of its incomparably strong physical strength, even the simplest attacks can still achieve unexpected results.

What's more, because of the special characteristics of the yang puppet itself, every attack it attacks is a must-kill move, and there is no room for turnaround.

A fist blasted through the air and slammed straight into Jiang Feng's face, Jiang Feng knew very well what kind of effect would be caused if he was hit by this punch.

Jiang Feng quickly slashed out his sword, and the sword of Qiushui, which was ten percent of sword intent, struck sharply, and still slashed towards that arm.

A piece of jet-black flesh flew out, Jiang Feng finally left a wound on the yang puppet's arm with a sword, the yang puppet was motionless, and when Jiang Feng slashed it down with a sword, it still bombarded Jiang Feng.

"Damn it. Jiang Feng scolded secretly, his body tossed and turned, avoiding the punch, and at the same time, another sword slashed out, this sword, slashing at the neck of the Yang puppet.

The Yang Golem is a dead thing, and unless it is shattered, it is impossible to stop attacking without killing the opponent.

Jiang Feng didn't have a better way to contain the Yang Puppet's attack for the time being, so he could only stop killing by killing and completely wipe out this Yang Puppet.

Sen Leng's sword light lit up the small half of the sky, with Jiang Feng's current cultivation realm, the subtle Dacheng sword, even if it was a strong person in the third tribulation of heaven cultivation, it was difficult to resist.

But Jiang Feng's sword was missed in the end, and the yang puppet avoided Jiang Feng's sword in a flash, and then attacked one after another like a fighter jet.

"Yang puppets are not the same as yin puppets, this yang puppet is born from heaven and earth, vaguely contains the will of the human body, and is not a real dead thing. Jiang Feng muttered to himself in his heart, and his face quietly became a little more solemn.

This Yang Puppet was not the strongest opponent he had ever faced, but it was definitely the most troublesome opponent.

Jiang Feng fought against the Yang puppet with Dacheng's Qiushui sword, the Yang puppet was strong in flesh and had amazing combat effectiveness, but after all, he did not have great wisdom, and under Jiang Feng's strong attack, he was gradually forced to fall behind.

"Give me death!" Jiang Feng bit his teeth lightly, and with a sword, he broke through the texture of the air, and appeared in front of the yang puppet in an instant, slashing towards the yang puppet's neck.

A sword slashed, and a thin slit opened on the yang puppet's neck, which was the wound left by Jiang Feng's sword, and the sword qi remaining in the wound exploded, and the yang puppet's entire head burst open, and its huge body finally fell to the ground with a bang.

"Dead. Dye Yan looked at the corpse of the yang puppet blankly, and said blankly. Then he looked at Jiang Feng blankly, as if he couldn't believe that Jiang Feng had actually killed a Yang puppet.

Jiang Feng let out a low breath of turbid air, put away the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, his right arm was slightly numb, although it would not affect his battle, but it was undeniable that the strength of this yang puppet's body was extremely rare. If it weren't for the sharpness of his bloodthirsty sword, I'm afraid that even a sword with ten percent sword intent would not be able to kill it so lightly!

"What should we do next?" Jiang Feng said without nonsense.

"How strong are you?" Dyed Smoke didn't seem to hear Jiang Feng's question, but asked.

"Below the realm of life and death, it is not a problem. Jiang Feng grinned.

The smoke was extremely surprised, in her impression, Jiang Feng was not so strong, and then Jiang Feng said: "If you don't lie, maybe we still have hope." ”

"What hope?" Jiang Feng asked casually.

"You, do you want to subdue a yang puppet?" said slowly, word by word.

When the words of the smoke fell, Jiang Feng's breathing, suddenly, became hot, subduing a yang puppet, the implication is that there is an incomparable thug by his side, if he can be subdued, at the critical moment, it can have an unexpected effect.

When Jiang Feng saw this Yang puppet for the first time, he had such an idea in his heart, but he didn't know how to subdue it, so he had no choice but to kill it in a violent way.

And dying smoke said such words at this time, which faintly made Jiang Feng see a little hope.

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