Under the black robe, a two-meter strong man was revealed.
The naked skin of the strong man is covered with all kinds of strange patterns, chaotic, disorderly, vicious, evil...
Ordinary people would feel a stinging feeling in their eyes when looking at a strong man.
Even though everyone present was not an ordinary person, they couldn't help but feel a sense of horror when they saw the strange image of the strong man.
Is this the witch slave that Yang secretly refined?
As Yang Ben finished speaking, Wu Nu's dull eyes suddenly became a little lively.
Wu Nu looked at Jiang Yan and blinked, as if a machine was confirming its target. Suddenly, he stretched out his huge palm covered with strange patterns and grabbed Jiang Yan's head directly.
The Wu Nu's big hands were like Cattail Fans, shining with a metallic color. If Jiang Yan was caught, he would definitely be blasted like a hammer hitting a watermelon.
"Mr. Jiang, let me test the quality of the witch slave first." Wu Zhize knew that the young patriarch of the Yang family would definitely liquidate him in the future, so he suppressed the fear in his heart and took the lead.
He drew out two talismans again, muttered something in his mouth, and the huge fireball generated in his palm bombarded the witch slave.
"boom!"
The witch slave had no intention of dodging and was directly hit by the huge fireball. The blazing flames clung to Wu Nu's body and turned into a torch rising into the sky.
As if his sight was blocked by the flames, the witch slave stopped and stood there blankly, letting the flames burn him.
Soon, the flames dissipated.
"hiss!"
Seeing the witch slave after being burned, Wu Zhize couldn't help but take a breath. The clothes on Wu Nu's body were completely burnt, but his body suffered no damage at all.
"This... what kind of monster is this?" Miao Shijin exclaimed.
A gust of wind blew by, and the clothes and hair that had been burnt to ashes fell off the witch slave's body, face, and head, leaving his entire body exposed in front of everyone.
After being burned by the blazing flames, the strange patterns all over Wu Nuwen's body seemed to have been smeared with a layer of oil, shining with a more dazzling metallic luster. The eye-like pattern tattooed on his chest makes it even weirder.
"This should be the witch slave that the Yang family has been secretly refining for so many years. Rumor has it that it is similar to the method of raising corpses in Xiangxi recorded in ancient books. They both have the ability to not be afraid of water and fire. It seems that the rumors are true. But this is not us In the inheritance of Miao witchcraft, where did Yang find this evil secret method?" Wu Zhize looked at the unharmed witch slave with fear and anxiety in his eyes.
"It seems that you, the Wu family, know quite a lot." Yang Ben put his hands in his pockets and said, "But I am not a witch slave compared to those unintelligent fools of the corpse exorcism sect."
He pointed at the witch slave in front of him and continued:
"This witch slave is a peak Huajin master who has enmity with my Yang family. I personally led my people to capture him. After suffering various tortures, his spirit finally collapsed and he was finally refined by me. This witch slave."
"The witch slave has been refined through secret methods. Not only is it infinitely powerful, invulnerable to fire and water, and invulnerable to swords and guns, it also retains its original combat experience and part of its wisdom. I just want him to clearly feel the consequences of having a grudge with my Yang family. Even if No matter how much he hates me in his heart, he can only obey me and help me fight."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Jiang Yan with a sneer: "How about it, the youngest prodigy in the league, are you still impressed by my methods?"
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts when they heard this.
After a peak Huajin master was tortured to the point of mental breakdown, he still had to help his most hated enemy to fight.
How cruel this is to a peak energy master!
How terrifying Yang Ben's methods are!
Even Grandma Miao, who had always trusted Yang Ben, couldn't help but tremble. Could Miao Shijin really bring benefits to herself and Miao Village by marrying such a person?
"If you don't know how to praise me, then I don't mind making a few more new witch slaves." Yang Ben looked at the frightened, resentful, and scared looks in everyone's eyes and was very satisfied.
"Mr. Jiang... look?"
Wu Zhize has now placed all his hopes on Jiang Yanshen. Facing a witch slave who is invulnerable to water and fire, the power of his fire control skills cannot be used at all.
"It's just a puppet's way gone wrong. Invulnerable to fire and water, invulnerable to swords and guns? I don't believe it!" Jiang Yan shook his head gently.
"Hmph!" Yang Ben snorted coldly and said, "Witch slave, tear him to pieces!"
As soon as Yang Ben finished speaking, Wu Nu rushed to Jiang Yan at high speed, raised his hand and punched him.
Although it is a puppet, this punch still has the demeanor of a peak master.
His body is like a bow filled with angry strings, and his movements are like thunder; his punch is like a tiger descending from a mountain, unstoppable!
Jiang Yan didn't panic, he grabbed it with his right hand, raised the long black knife, and a huge sword light appeared out of thin air.
As the sword light circulated, it seemed as if there was a demonic shadow wielding the sword at the same time.
Sword Techniques - Demon Coming!
The light of the sword was like a full moon, drawing an arc in the forest, instantly covering Wu Nu and Yang Ben at the same time.
"Secret sword skills!"
The young patriarch of the Yang family saw the extraordinary nature of this sword technique at a glance. He muttered something in his mouth and pointed his finger at the witch slave.
The strange tattoos on the witch slave's body seemed to be formed into one piece, shining with a strange black light. He instinctively crossed his arms in front of his chest and took the knife abruptly.
"Crack!"
Wu Nu's huge two-meter-tall body was struck by the light of the sword. It was like a football being volleyed by a football player. It flew straight back and broke two thick iron logs before rolling to a stop. .
When Yang Ben saw Wu Nu being hit by the sword light, he knew something bad was going on in his heart. He no longer cared about his grace and avoided the range of the sword light in an extremely embarrassed manner. But the two followers on the left and right who followed him closely were not as strong as him. They were struck by the sword and fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Everyone else looked at this knife and was stunned!
Under the light of the sword, all the vegetation within ten meters in front of Jiang Yan was shattered.
There was still a huge knife mark on the ground that was more than ten meters long and unknown how deep it was, spreading from in front of Jiang Yan to in front of Wu Nu.
The Wu Nu's arms were cut off at the base, and his body covered in strange lines was cut open, revealing dark brown flesh. However, the refined witch slave puppet's vitality is indeed extraordinary. Even so, the two halves of his body are still chrysalis, trying to struggle to get up.
Liao Zhijian, who had been huddled not far from Jiang Yan, looked at the knife mark, his eyes flashing, wishing he could directly stick to the knife mark to watch this incredible knife.
"Sure enough...Sure enough, I said, how can a martial arts master not have any special skills?" He muttered with obsessed eyes.
Wu Zhize's face was filled with disbelief. This... this sorcerer slave puppet that he thought he couldn't handle was killed with one blow? Is it because I am too incompetent or...
Grandma Miao, who was slumped on the ground and did not dare to get up, felt regret for the first time when she saw this knife.
A thought suddenly flashed through her mind: It turns out that the young patriarch of the Yang family is not invincible.
