Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

He also manipulated the puppet group to retreat slightly, making way for Eita.

At the same time, the poisonous fog began to spread silently to the surrounding areas of the battlefield.

While Nikaido Eita and the old ninja were locked in a standoff, Cui Ming began to adjust the poisonous fog.

This time it wasn't the previous light blue poisonous fog, but a much denser blue fog.

This mist is a specially enhanced version made by Cui Ming, which has a strong paralyzing and corrosive effect on carbon-based creatures, but is harmless to puppets.

It can even enhance the puppet.

The poisonous fog enveloped the area where Old Shinobu and Eita were about to fight, like a tidal wave.

In the fog, the patterns on the shells of the Shadow Spider and the Puppet Soldier Bee became increasingly bright, and their movement speed increased by 20%.

The floating cannons adjusted their angles, aiming their muzzles at the center of the battlefield, but did not fire for the time being.

Cui Ming wanted them to fight.

Whether the fight ends in mutual destruction or exhaustion, it doesn't matter.

Then, he would finish up.

Eita steps into the sea of ​​puppets.

The shadow spiders and soldier bees around him did not attack him, but instead retreated to the sides.

They received Cui Ming's instructions to temporarily spare this prey and let him deal with another, stronger prey.

Eita didn't care at all.

His eyes were fixed on the figure in front of him, frantically fighting among the puppets.

Old Rentou.

At this moment, the old ninja was no longer as violent as he had been at the beginning.

The red aura range shrank to a full zhang around his body, making each punch feel heavy.

His body was covered in wounds.

His left shoulder was charred black, his right ribs were bloody, and his left calf was mangled and bloody where a segmented limb had pierced it.

The corrosive effects of the poisonous fog slowed his movements, and the puppet's relentless attacks drained every last bit of his vital energy.

Chapter 206 The War of Annihilation (Part Six)

But the old ninja was still fighting.

He shattered a Shadow Spider with a single punch, dodged several crossbow bolts, and sent several soldier bees flying with a whip kick.

The movements were still precise, but the speed had slowed down considerably.

But when he turned around again, he saw Eita.

I saw the demon sword in Eita's hand, and the blinding white flame on its blade.

Old Rentou paused in his movements.

He recognized the flame—the Pure Lotus Flame.

He also saw behind Eita the corpses scattered everywhere, the remaining iron box, and the Shadow Spiders carrying the bodies.

In an instant, he understood everything.

"Eita..."

Old Rentou's voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows.

"You...killed them?"

Eita grinned.

"They are too weak. The weak will only drag down the strong in desperate situations."

“I killed them and took their power. Now I am stronger than before. It is their weakness that made me stronger, and it is their honor.”

He raised his demon sword, the blade pointing at the old ninja.

"And you, ninja leader. Your 'Blood Exchange' technique, your ninjutsu: Ripple, your control over Hirumaru's sense of energy... Hirumaru wants all of these."

Old Shinobu stared at Eita, at that young and deranged face.

Ninety-three years flashed through his mind: his fallen subordinates, his failed missions, everything he had sacrificed for the Biheren and for the empire…

In the end, it all turned into a long sigh.

Within the sighs, there is sorrow, anger, and liberation.

Perhaps his choice was wrong from the very beginning?

"I see."

Old Ninja slowly straightened his body, and the red aura rose again.

"Then, let's go."

"Let me see just how strong you really are now that you're completely under Hirumaru's control."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out first.

The red aura, like a volcanic eruption, shattered the five Shadow Spiders around it.

He transformed into a blood-red shadow and charged straight at Eita.

Eita raised his sword, and white flames surged on the blade.

The distance between the two people quickly shortened.

Old Ninja was the first to charge out, leaving a long afterimage of red energy trailing behind him.

He clenched his fists, and the air at the tips of his fists was so concentrated that it seemed to condense into a tangible substance, and the air ripped as he passed through them.

This attack, launched in anger, was aimed straight at Eita's face, leaving no room for retreat.

The distance of ten zhang was covered in an instant.

Eita raised his sword to meet the attack, the white flames on the demon sword Hirumaru were exceptionally dazzling under the red aura.

His eyes remained crazed, but upon closer inspection, a glimmer of clarity could be seen deep within his pupils.

That wasn't a gaze completely controlled by the demon sword, but a gaze that maintained self-awareness and was perfectly clear-headed.

Three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

The old ninja's fist was about to collide with Eita's blade.

In that instant, the two changed their moves simultaneously.

Old Shinobu slightly shifted his body, his right fist deviated from its trajectory, no longer aiming at Eita, but instead slamming into the ground.

This change came without warning; the power of the whole body shifted from a direct strike to a downward smash, and the red energy on the fist poured down like a waterfall.

at the same time.

Eita raised his blade, not to slash at the old ninja, but to draw an arc.

The white flames on the blade detached and transformed into a wall of fire between the two men and the group of puppets.

The flames surged, engulfing the nearest Shadow Spiders and simultaneously blocking the puppets behind them.

The old ninja's movements changed too quickly, instantly switching from attacking Eita to slamming the ground.

Deep underground, Cui Ming sensed something amiss.

Cui Ming's mind raced, and he manipulated the puppet horde to accelerate their encirclement.

However, the wall of fire blocked the view and interfered with the puppet's perception.

The Shadow Spider and the Soldier Bee hesitated for a moment in front of the wall of fire.

In that instant, the old ninja could launch a real attack.

His fist slammed into the ground.

This was no ordinary strike; it was a culmination of his life's cultivation, his red aura, and all the remaining power of the forbidden "Blood Exchange" technique poured into this single blow.

The ground did not explode the moment the fist touched it.

Instead, it first becomes concave.

Centered on the fist, the ground within a three-zhang diameter area sank three inches.

The rock did not break; instead, it was compressed by the immense force until it was as dense as iron.

Then, the force is transmitted into the ground.

Ten feet underground, the rock strata began to crack.

At a distance of twenty feet, cracks spread out like a spider web.

Thirty zhang away—Cui Ming's location.

The Earth Vein Mystic Armor is buried deep within the rock strata, blending seamlessly with the surrounding rocks.

Cui Mingzheng sensed the battlefield through his divine soul and suddenly felt a violent tremor all around him.

Could it be... that I'm the target?

The idea had just popped into Cui Ming's head.

A wave of energy spread down from above, like black lightning cleaving through the rock layers.

The immense force of Qi, weakened by the weight of the earth, still slammed heavily onto the top of Cui Ming's head.

Cui Ming used the Xuanji Armor to manipulate the earth's energy and shift his entire body to the side, but he was still affected by the Qi energy.

The Xuanji Armor on his right shoulder still developed cracks under the impact of the Qi energy.

Although the internal structure was not damaged, the attack shattered the perfect fusion between the mech and the rock formation.

His vital energy was leaked.

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for a ninja of the old ninja's caliber.

On the ground, after throwing that punch, Old Ninja felt as if all his energy had been drained.