The Strongest Devouring Upgrade

The person who shouted this sentence was Lu Pingan, but unfortunately, when he found out that something was wrong, it was too late...

At this time, on the ring, Lu Yingman, who heard the shout, hesitated for a while, but her desire for victory made her completely ignore Lu Ping's advice.

"The soul needle appears! Zhongfu, Cloud Gate, Tianfu..."

As she lightly recited the names of the acupuncture points, she saw a black needle-like acupuncture needle appearing in the hands of the old woman who had formed a black mist.

Every time Lu Yingman reads the name of an acupuncture point, the old woman pierces her corresponding acupuncture point with a thin black needle. In an instant, the aura output in her body increases sharply, almost doubling to the normal level!

At the same time, the golden tortoise slash that she had just chopped out, has also skyrocketed in power.

This old woman, who was called Granny Jiang by Lu Yingman, was a medical practitioner before her death. When she died, her realm had reached the nine peaks of the True Martial Realm.

With the aid of the "Dao Medicine Acupuncture Method" displayed by her remnant soul, Lu Yingman can open up all the meridians in the path of the week and achieve a short-term increase in skill.

Although Chen Hao has the advantage of a small realm, the aura in his body is far more full than the opponent, but he can't resist Lu Yingman's nearly twice the output.

Squeak...

There was a sharp sound of aura swallowing and annihilating each other. Chen Hao began to back up until he leaned against the wall. Seeing that the two slashes he "replicated" couldn't maintain his form, he was caught by Lu Yingman. The golden tortoise was killed and engulfed.

However, facing an offensive that threatened his life, Chen Hao didn't panic and showed no panic or fear at all.

On the contrary, his eyes were full of enthusiasm and excitement at this time.

"Hahahaha! It really opened my eyes to use people to refine the sword soul, how did you do it?"

Chen Hao laughed wildly, and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he saw a predatory beast with delicious prey, "Forget it, no matter how you do it, it's almost mine anyway."

After speaking, he saw his two little thumbs bend and stretch slightly, making subtle operations that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Pulled by the puppet line, the defensive shields on the back of Ghost Horn flew up one by one, and finally landed in front of Chen Hao, neatly arranged.

There are twelve pieces of shield armor. Although there is no fixed point of support, it is enough to defend against a single sword slash.

While stalemate of the force, he was still able to distract him and manipulate twelve pieces of shield armor in a row. Obviously, Chen Hao still had spare energy at this moment.

In fact, all of his previous defeats were pretended to be set up step by step to lure Lu Yingman to use all the magical powers of her Lingling Sword.

Now, his goal has been achieved.

In this way, after arranging the shield and holding on for a few moments, the two slashes that Chen Hao used were finally swallowed up by Lu Yingman's golden tortoise and dissipated.

However, under the barrier of the twelve pieces of shield armor, the power of slashing was gradually weakened. When the attack reached the target, Chen Hao just swung his sleeve vigorously and easily dispelled the remaining sword power.

"You... what do you mean!"

Lu Yingman, who failed in a single blow, was not entangled in the beating of the Golden Tortoise Slash, but rather worried about Chen Hao's words just now, and asked with a slightly nervous tone.

"It's nothing, it's literal." Chen Hao replied coldly, and pointed at the old woman beside Lu Yingman, "Anyway, this old guy will belong to me in the future. Put such a good thing in your hands. waste."

Hearing this, Lu Yingman suddenly showed a terrible anger, a pair of apricot eyes stared at Chen Hao, the coldness of the whole body suddenly increased a lot.

Because Chen Hao's words just touched her against scales.

No one knows that for this young girl, the use of sword soul art to reduce her life is nothing. For more than ten years, she practiced hard every day and didn't sleep for three hours.

Because as long as she can get the entry qualification of the top sect, it is worth it in her opinion.

She wanted to find a way to rebirth, restore the remnant soul of Granny Jiang who was imprisoned in the Ku Ling Stone, and resurrect her most beloved elder in this life.

In addition, she has nothing to ask for in her life. As for the grand plan and dominance, Lu Yingman has never thought about it.

"My son, my mother-in-law has killed countless people in this life. I guess I will suffer a lot of retribution in the next life. Seriously, I really don't want to leave you..."

"By the way, since your father and mother forced you to learn Sword Soul Art, then let your mother-in-law's soul be practiced in the Ku Lingshi, and mother-in-law can continue to protect you in the future..."

Mother Jiang's last words echoed in her ears, Lu Yingman's eyes were red, and his killing intent rose to the top.

Although as the three sun fires on her body continued to weaken, her eyes and ear sockets also began to seep black blood, but Lu Yingman had no intention of releasing the sword spirit technique.

"Don't talk nonsense there! If you dare to insult Granny Jiang, you deserve to die!"

While roaring, Lu Yingman raised the Ju Ling Sword with difficulty, preparing to attack Chen Hao again.

She had already shattered six pieces of Chen Hao's shield with the sword she had just used. As long as she used two more swords, she would definitely defeat Chen Hao.

"Infant man, don't try to be strong!"

Upon seeing this, Lu Songyin hurriedly got up and stopped speaking loudly.

Had it not been for the majesty of the special mission, he would have jumped into the arena now and forcibly interrupted the competition.

Lu Yingman lost her sanity at this moment, and completely regarded the competition as a death match. Once her own soul was corroded by the Lingling Sword, she might have to die on the spot.

"Brother Lu is not anxious, Haoer will end the competition properly." Who knows at this moment, Chen Julu suddenly came from the opposite side of the spectator stand.

"Could he really..."

When Lu Songyin heard this, his brows were frowned and his eyes flickered.

Although there have been conjectures in this area before, when Chen Julu's confident tone was confirmed, he still felt a shock in his heart.

"Beasts, it's time to go back to the cage."

Just as Lu Songyin was shocked, he saw Chen Hao on the ring, quickly forming a seal with both hands.

In an instant, countless lines of puppets transformed from spiritual qi sprawled from all parts of his body.

Let every place where the meridians intersect in the whole body become the "finger" of the puppet master, creating puppet lines, to the extent that it can control the remnants of souls and even control the movement of living people. This is the highest state of Chen family's puppetry. Spiritual law.

Generally speaking, a cultivator can only master this supernatural power after reaching the fourth level of the True Martial Realm and strengthening the meridians of the whole body.

However, Chen Hao insisted on using the physique of a martial arts realm cultivator and forcibly practiced the method of controlling the spirit. His talent is not low, and it can be described as abnormal.

Of course, this so-called highest state is limited to the "technical" level.

Once the target's power or mental power is too strong, the method of controlling the spirit will fail. The practitioner must also improve his cultivation level so that the "power" level also meets the requirements.

However, compared to a living person with a complete soul, the resistance of the remnant soul in the Ku Ling Stone is much weaker.

With Chen Hao's current level of spiritual control, it was already sufficient to capture it.

"All come in!"

While shouting, Chen Hao took out a pitch-black iron cage from his storage bag. This is a yellow-level high-grade magic weapon, which can hold more remnants of souls than Gu Lingshi.

By forcibly taking Lu Yingman's three swords and contacting the remnants of the soul head-on, Chen Hao has used a mysterious means to mark all the remnants of the soul on the Gu Ling sword.

Following these marks, the dense line of puppets began to automatically pounce on the Gu Ling sword in Lu Yingman's hand, at an amazing speed.

Lu Yingman had been dazzled by the anger at this time. She didn't know how to dodge. Faced with the puppet line that was surging like a tide, she even swung her sword and slashed it up, and it hit Chen Hao's arms.

"Hehe, I got it first!"

Chen Hao hurriedly picked up a good shield and blocked Lu Yingman's slash. Although he was shaken out again, at the same time, he also took away the first remnant soul on the Gu Ling sword.

"What? My sword..."

It wasn't until the remnant soul of the golden tortoise in the Gu Ling stone was hooked away by the puppet thread that Lu Yingman noticed that the third Gu Ling stone on the Gu Ling sword had lost its luster and began to crack and shatter.

"Hurry up! It's too late to interrupt the ceremony!"

Taking advantage of the loss of the remnant soul of the golden tortoise, Lu Yingman's mind was slightly awake, and Lu Pingan, standing behind the iron gate of the passage, reminded again loudly.

In fact, as early as the battle at Stone Bridge outside the city, he suspected that Chen Hao might have mastered the method of controlling the spirit, because the fruit vendor's body seemed to utter a sound before it exploded.

And if the hawker's soul was still in his body at that time, he would not be able to control his corpse freely with ordinary puppet maneuvering techniques, and he had to rely on the aid of the spirit control method.

"Shut up to Lao Tzu!"

Lu Ping's bad his good deeds several times, Chen Hao's heart was annoyed, if he could, he really wanted to get rid of it now.

On the other side, Lu Yingman, who had learned how to control the spirit, finally accepted Lu Ping’s advice, quickly stepped back and dodged, cutting off the supply of sun fire to the Gu Ling Sword as quickly as possible.

"Where to go!"

The remnant soul of a medical practitioner is extremely precious, and Chen Hao will naturally not give up easily.

Considering that his strongest trump card method of controlling the spirit has been known to the world, he simply no longer hides his strength, and immediately displayed an incredible speed, and he rushed to Lu Yingman with his fingers.

The Chen family, who is good at puppet art, can actually outperform the Lu family who are good at skillful swordsmanship. With the strength of the enemy and the strength of defeating the enemy, Chen Hao's overwhelming strength is fully revealed!

Under his tight pressure, Lu Yingman couldn't get distracted at all, and could only retreat and flee with the Soul Sword Technique turned on.

But due to the gradual weakness of the three sun fires, her body began to become more uncomfortable and slower and slower.

"The second... the third one, don't run, Miss Lu, I will be able to help you relieve the Soul Sword Technique immediately. If you drag it on, you will be consumed to death."

Chen Hao's face was covered with a hideous smile. At this time, he had captured the remnant souls of the three spirit beasts except Granny Jiang, and he was only one step away, and he would be able to return home today.

"You dream! I won't give it to you if I die."

Lu Yingman gritted his teeth and scolded, unable to use the Gu Ling Sword, he raised his hand and popped a snap of his finger towards Chen Hao's left eye.

At this moment, Chen Hao was just loading the remnant soul of the Iron Tendon Tiger into the iron cage of the magic artifact. He was distracted for a while, unable to dodge, and his face was cut by the wind generated by his fingers.

Although it is not even a minor injury, the nature of the injury to the face is quite different.

The smile on Chen Hao's face stiffened, and clouds suddenly covered his eyebrows.

"Toast and not eat fine wine!"

At the same time that he sipped his drink, he saw that he was manipulating the remnant of the tiger's soul, which had not been locked in the iron cage, and wrapped it on the surface of his fist to strengthen his attack. Without any pity, he blasted towards Lu Yingman.