Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

Their shells blend into the rock face, making them almost invisible in the fog.

Old Rentou's pupils contracted sharply when he saw this scene.

He finally understood his opponent's true purpose.

From the very beginning, what the other side wanted was not to annihilate them, but these iron boxes.

The previous siege, poison fog, and crossbow bolts were all intended to create chaos and cover the operation to seize the box.

Now, the box is lost.

Their last bargaining chip is gone.

The old ninja looked at his arm, which had regained its youth, and then at Eita, who had obtained the Pure Karma Lotus Flame, and the remaining members of the Ten Demons.

Finally, he looked down into the ground, as if he could penetrate the rock layers and see the opponent who had never shown himself, hidden deep within.

"A clever scheme..."

Old Rentou said in a low voice.

The battle continued in the mountain stream.

But no matter how the battle unfolds, they have already lost miserably to the He Ren.

Chapter 204 The War of Annihilation (Part 4) 4K

After obtaining the five iron boxes, Cui Ming's last concern disappeared.

The spirits, like a net, enveloped the entire mountain stream.

He could clearly see the condition of every puppet, the details of every battlefield, and the position and movements of every survivor of the Bihe Ninja.

It's time to close the net.

On the rock face, the remaining Shadow Spider Ballistae simultaneously adjusted their angles.

The loading mechanism made a neat clicking sound, and the crossbow string was taut.

This time, the crossbow bolts were no longer scattered, but concentrated on the same area, around the iron box still held by Higanbana.

The twenty-four floating cannons suspended high in the air turned in unison.

Energy accumulated at the muzzle, emitting a brighter blue light than before.

They did not fire immediately, but instead formed a high-low fire network with the ballistae.

Higoshi, who was guarding the iron box, noticed something was wrong immediately.

Makino Ittosai swung his phantom blade, unleashing a silver arc of light, in an attempt to intercept the first wave of three crossbow bolts.

The arrow collided with the phantom blade, producing a piercing friction sound.

Two of the blades were deflected, but the third still pierced through the gap in the blade's light and shot towards his left shoulder.

Ittosai retreated hastily, the arrow tip grazing his shoulder armor, leaving a deep gash.

Kimura Okataro controlled the last dozen or so black snakes to pounce on the Shadow Spiders that were crawling in from the side.

The snakes coiled around the puppet's limbs and gnawed at its metal shell with their venomous fangs, but with little effect.

A lurking spider lashed its limbs, tearing the three black snakes to shreds.

Another abdominal crossbow was raised, and three small arrows were fired, piercing through the heads of the two black snakes.

The exploding butterfly attempted to intercept the crossbow bolt in mid-air, but the bolt was too fast.

Butterflies often explode only after the arrow has passed by, and the flames engulf only the air.

She gritted her teeth, changed her strategy, and focused her fire on the crossbow on the rock wall.

Five butterflies exploded near the ballista, and flames engulfed the vehicle.

However, after the smoke dissipated, only charred marks remained on the surface of the ballista, and its structure remained intact.

"These puppets...are made of a special material!"

The butterfly hissed.

What's even more troublesome is the poisonous fog behind us.

From within the poisonous fog, three larger shadow spiders slowly crawled out.

Their shells are dark blue, and thick poisonous mist constantly seeps from their abdomens as they move.

These toxic fumes were denser than before, dark blue in color, and the sweet, fishy smell had been replaced by a pungent, acidic odor.

The three Shadow Spiders pounced swiftly towards the Higanbana ninja behind them, just like the Kamikaze suicide squad they had once been so proud of.

Following closely behind them was the ever-spreading deep blue poisonous fog.

The speed was so fast that the few people who were dedicated to defending against the flying arrows couldn't react at all. Only Homer, who had just been exchanged by the old ninja, still had the strength to spare.

But he only had time to throw a punch and kick, destroying two suicidal Shadow Spiders.

However, one fish still managed to slip through the net and stumbled into the Hiei ninja's group.

Bang!

The poisonous fog dissipated instantly!

Lady Jing was the first to fall victim.

She and the translator were lifting the front of the box when the poisonous fog swept across her right leg.

The trouser legs were instantly corroded and holes appeared. Blisters formed on the parts of the skin that came into contact with the toxic fumes, and the blisters burst, oozing yellow fluid.

She cried out in pain, her right leg buckled, and she almost collapsed to her knees.

The translation wasn't much better.

Although the poisonous fog did not directly hit him, the spreading toxic gas made it difficult for him to breathe.

He felt as if his lungs were on fire, and every breath he took brought excruciating pain.

The wound on my shoulder was infected by poison gas, and the blood turned dark purple.

The translator immediately coughed up black blood and foam.

Makino Ittosai then realized what was happening and began to wildly wield his phantom blade, creating gusts of wind that drew away the poisonous mist detonated by the Shadow Spider.

"Disperse!"

Makino Ittosai roared in fury and flung his phantom blade backward.

The poisonous fog was instantly diverted elsewhere.

Lady Jing had already used her strange abilities to remove the toxins from her body.

The tongue, as long as a worm, flicked gently and pinned itself to the translator's neck, beginning to treat him.

But before Bihe Ren and the others could rebuild their defenses...

Crossbow bolts and beams of light from floating cannons followed closely behind.

Six crossbow bolts came from three angles, three of them aimed at the sides of the box, trying to force them to let go;

The other three attacks directly target the vital points of Butterfly and Ittosai.

At the same time, the four floating cannons fired, and the blue beams were precisely aimed at the position where Kimura Okataro was sitting cross-legged.

Kimura Okataro gritted his teeth and slammed his hands on the ground.

Several more black snakes flew up, barely managing to block the two beams of light.

But the next beam of light still pierced through the black snake, grazed his left arm, and took away a piece of flesh.

The remaining beam of light was intercepted by Ittosai's illusion blade. The light blades collided and exploded into blue sparks.

However, this interception exposed a weakness in Ittosai's defenses.

An arrow was shot in during the opening, piercing his right thigh.

He grunted, knelt on one knee, and noticeably slowed down the speed of his phantom blade's movements.

The iron box defense line is in grave danger.

On the other side, the old ninja's battle presented a different picture.

Having regained his youth, his strength, speed, and reaction time have all reached their peak.

The red aura covered the entire body like armor, preventing the poisonous mist from getting close, and the crossbow bolts slowed down drastically when they touched the aura.

He unleashed a barrage of punches, each accompanied by a sonic boom, shattering the oncoming puppet.

Three shadow spiders pounced from the front, their segmented limbs thrusting like spears.

Without dodging or avoiding, Lao Rentou grabbed the foremost limb with lightning speed with his left hand and punched out with his right fist.

The fist struck the puppet at the junction of its chest and abdomen, denting the metal shell and shattering the internal structure.

The Shadow Spider flew backward, smashing into two puppets behind it.

Five puppet soldier bees swooped down from the sky, their poisonous stingers aimed at his eyes and throat.

Old Ren raised his head and let out a low growl.

The roar spread like a tangible sound wave, and the five soldier bees crashed into a wall, their thin wings shattering as they fell to the ground.

But there were too many puppets.

For every ten destroyed, twenty more will be made to replace them.

Twenty were destroyed, and thirty more came rushing in.

They know no fear, no fatigue, and their attacks are relentless.

Although the old ninja was strong, he had to consume his Qi every time he shattered a puppet.

The puppets' offensive showed no signs of abating.

He knew he had to find a way to break the deadlock.

The old ninja closed his eyes and once again used the Ninja Art: Ripple.

Invisible ripples spread out from him.