Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The mist that was obviously condensed by the intruder's mental power was completely dispersed, and at this time, a crystal clear cylindrical object appeared in front of Zuo Feng in the center of the original mist.

Zuo Feng walked to the front of the cylinder and looked at it carefully. There was still a faint energy lingering on the cylinder, which was somewhat similar to the energy in the mist before, but not exactly the same.

Zuo Feng tried to raise his hand to touch the cylinder. The cylinder seemed to be very afraid and disgusted with Zuo Feng's touch, and there were waves of thrusts pushing outward. Zuo Feng guessed that if it were an ordinary warrior, his brain might be damaged directly under this huge impact.

However, this huge pushing force did not have much impact on Zuo Feng's mental power. Zuo Feng only felt that his outstretched palm was blocked and a slight tingling came from the palm. His eyes were slightly cold, and a cold "hum" came out of his mouth, and his palm pressed hard against the cylinder again.

Zuo Feng's palm, which contained telekinesis, was like piercing a window paper, and the whole palm sank directly into it, and then Zuo Feng felt his eyes blurred. When Zuo Feng could see clearly, the scene in front of him changed again, and he seemed to have come to a dark world again.

In this world, Zuo Feng could not feel his own existence, but he could feel the things that existed here. In the black space, in addition to himself, there were two light balls in it. There was a thread connecting the two light balls, and at this time, there was also a thread connecting himself to the two light balls.

Zuo Feng's mind moved, and his telekinesis was connected to the two light balls through the thread. Just when Zuo Feng sent the telekinesis from the two threads, he vaguely felt that there was another thread connecting him.

It was just that this obscure thread extended directly into the endless darkness. The reason why Zuo Feng was able to find this thread was because he had telekinesis that was superior to his mental power.

When the telekinesis sent by Zuo Feng reached the two light balls, Zuo Feng immediately had an epiphany. He seemed to understand where he was at the moment and what the two light balls represented. Although Zuo Feng had established a connection with the two light balls at this time, he also understood how closely the connection between the two light balls was, as if they were originally a complete whole.

The light ball on the left was brighter, and his consciousness was bounced back by its impressive power the moment he approached. Although the other light ball also repelled Zuo Feng very much, it did not cause any obstacles to the invasion of Zuo Feng's telekinesis, and Zuo Feng entered the light ball almost instantly.

Before Zuo Feng invaded the light ball, he could clearly feel that this light ball was closely connected to the light ball on the left. The strands of spiritual energy were transmitted to each other endlessly, like two endlessly circulating rivers, keeping the two lakes always flowing. Zuo Feng, an outsider, made the light ball in front of him resist autonomously, but this resistance was not as strong as the other light ball. It was completely occupied by Zuo Feng in just a moment.

Zuo Feng already knew that this ball of light was inside the corpse puppet's brain, because the moment he occupied this ball of light, he saw everything outside. The warrior surnamed Wang was attacking himself who was motionless. From the angle from which Zuo Feng saw this now, it also proved Zuo Feng's guess that his consciousness was now in the corpse puppet's mind.

But when Zuo Feng looked at the warrior surnamed Wang and himself, the connection between the warrior surnamed Wang and the corpse puppet was completely cut off by Zuo Feng. Although the warrior surnamed Wang continued to rush towards Zuo Feng, he turned his head back to look at the corpse puppet with a shocked face.

"How is it possible? This is simply..."

The warrior surnamed Wang was shocked, but the fact proved that the impossible had become possible, because the corpse puppet was now rushing towards the warrior surnamed Wang. Originally, if the warrior surnamed Wang accelerated again, he could kill Zuo Feng before the corpse puppet attacked Zuo Feng's body, but now one of his legs was broken, and his current speed was already his limit.

The speed of the corpse puppet was much faster than when Wang was controlling it before. Wang was less than ten feet away from Zuo Feng, but this ten feet seemed like an insurmountable gap. Wang didn't even dare to throw the long sword in his hand to Zuo Feng, because the strong wind was coming from his side, and he had to rely on the long sword to block the iron fist of the corpse puppet.

Zuo Feng's speed was very amazing. After all, if he was a little slower, his life would be in danger. But this was his first time controlling a corpse puppet, and he was a little awkward in controlling the joints of his body. But this punch was really a full-strength punch, and the whole upper body was sent out with the punch.

"Clang"

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and the long sword in the hands of the warrior surnamed Wang was instantly broken into several pieces. The corpse puppet controlled by Zuo Feng rushed forward a few steps before finally standing firm, but the warrior surnamed Wang was spitting blood, rolling on the ground and crashing into a big tree six or seven feet away before stopping.

The corpse puppet controlled by Zuo Feng did not chase after the warrior surnamed Wang, but turned around and looked at his body that had been standing still. After a slight hesitation, the corpse puppet walked to his side, and the corpse puppet's huge palm reached out to the soul needle that had just been inserted behind his head. Of course, Zuo Feng did not dare to pull out the soul needle easily, but stretched out his hand to pinch the tail end of the soul needle and twisted it left and right.

A piercing pain came, and the expressionless corpse puppet actually showed a painful expression. But this time, Zuo Feng's body, which had been standing still, finally reacted. Like a person who had been sleeping for a long time and finally woke up, Zuo Feng's eyes slowly opened with some confusion. It was as if he was re-acquainted with the world in front of him.

In just a moment, Zuo Feng's eyes gradually became focused, because he saw the corpse puppet in front of him, and the corpse puppet was also staring at Zuo Feng with the same eyes. The man and the puppet smiled at the same time at this moment. It was a knowing smile that could not be told to outsiders. Zuo Feng felt that he was still himself at this moment, but the corpse puppet opposite also belonged to him. This feeling was both contradictory and real.

The panting sound not far away attracted Zuo Feng over, and when Zuo Feng turned his head, the corpse puppet also turned his head. Zuo Feng turned his head in surprise and glanced at the corpse puppet, and the corpse puppet also looked at Zuo Feng with surprise. The two smiled at the same time, as if they found themselves in the mirror with some unexpected self-deprecation.

However, Zuo Feng recovered quickly and walked forward, and the corpse puppet also stepped forward, moving towards the warrior surnamed Wang at the same time as Zuo Feng. When taking the first step, Zuo Feng and the corpse puppet's movements were still consistent and a little awkward, but after the second step, Zuo Feng and the corpse puppet's steps began to be different, and it looked more natural.

When Zuo Feng walked in front of the warrior surnamed Wang, the corpse puppet and Zuo Feng were no longer the same as at the beginning. Although the warrior surnamed Wang was severely injured, he still managed to stand up with half of the long sword, but his face could no longer see the original calmness, and his expression showed fear and disbelief.

Until this moment, he still couldn't believe what happened in front of him. The corpse puppet that was always connected to him was taken away alive, which he had never thought of before. When the sect leader gave him the corpse puppet, he also completely connected the spirit of the corpse puppet with him. According to Kui Zhong, this corpse puppet is always connected to his flesh and blood, and no one can separate them.

Because of the special physique of the warrior surnamed Wang, the sect master deliberately separated part of his mental power and put it into the head of the corpse puppet. This is why he can transmit mental power to the corpse puppet in both directions, and why he can quickly recover mental power. You must know that the loss of mental power will not be restored with the practice like spiritual power. Spiritual power exists between heaven and earth, and it can be obtained as long as it is absorbed by practicing, but mental power can only be restored slowly over time.

The warrior surnamed Wang has always believed that as long as he has this corpse puppet, even if it is a warrior in the late stage of tendon tempering, he dares to fight it hard. But the young man in front of him is only at the fifth level of the bone refining stage, but he feels like a mountain in awe. The powerful and almost terrifying mental power just now cut off the connection between himself and the corpse puppet.

The original connection between the corpse puppet and himself was erased by Zuo Feng. Even if he can get this corpse puppet again, it will take at least three years to re-establish the previous connection. But the young man in front of him occupied the corpse puppet so easily. Moreover, he witnessed with his own eyes that just a few dozen steps away, Zuo Feng had completely mastered the control of the corpse puppet. This was something that he, who had been trained by Guilingmen since childhood, could not imagine.

Generally, direct disciples practiced martial arts from a young age and began to try to control corpse puppets in their teens. Even those with excellent talents needed at least four to five years to be able to control corpse puppets to act according to their own wishes without affecting themselves. The method of splitting the mind into two uses is not as simple as it sounds. It is like one person is divided into two people. The boy in front of him can do it easily. His mental strength is probably much stronger than that of the master Guizhong.

"I am the chief direct disciple of Guilingmen. If you can let me go, what happened before can be written off. Even if you really offended the young master Guixiang, I can also guarantee on behalf of Guilingmen that I will not take it into account."

Wang, a warrior, panted and said that he could only hope that the Guilingmen's signboard would make the boy in front of him have some scruples. He originally wanted to take the corpse puppet back because it was too important to him. But he still didn't dare to say it when the words came to his lips, after all, the first thing was to save his life.

"Oh, this suggestion is good, but can you guarantee that Guilingmen will do what you say?"

Zuo Feng had a faint smile on his face. When the warrior surnamed Wang heard the other party say this, his face immediately overflowed with a hint of excitement. Because as long as he could survive, he would have a way to find the boy through the corpse puppet and take everything back. But as soon as his smile appeared, he saw the gray-black fist of the corpse puppet coming towards him, and Zuo Feng still had a faint smile on his face.

At this moment, the situation completely reversed, and Zuo Feng and the corpse puppet worked together to deal with the warrior surnamed Wang.