Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God-Chapter 1388: Iron Puppet

During the conversation.

The Iron Puppet that hadn't been directly killed by the Flying Sword charged forward madly. Beicheng Xue unsheathed the Dragon Scale Sword.

With a swift stroke.

A golden sword light instantly split the Iron Puppet in half. A large amount of bloody mist exploded forth, but before it could expand, it was controlled by an invisible force, continuously compressed into a ball.

Li Feng glanced at the fallen Iron Puppet, noticing that its bones were larger and denser than those of a normal person, with a tendency to spread out.

"This Iron Puppet should still be in the transformation stage, not yet fully formed, based on the information I've learned from the sect."

"Once the Iron Puppet reaches over two meters in height, its bones become like metal and stone, making it hard for blades and bullets to penetrate. Its only weakness is perhaps its lack of agility."

Having said that, Li Nianqing turned to look in a direction: "The array's central point should be in that direction."

Li Feng acknowledged with a sound.

"Don't doubt it; Nianqing's intuition is never wrong. If she says it's there, then it's definitely there."

Before Jiang Mengmeng finished speaking, Li Nianqing had already turned her head to look over.

"Mengmeng, send a signal for Mo Fan and Lu Fei to come find us."

"Okay."

Jiang Mengmeng opened the backpack on her back, took out a signal flare monkey, and ignited it directly.

Whoosh.

The signal flare monkey shot up into the sky, exploding at its peak several meters high.

Even though the surroundings were dyed red by blood, the signal was still highly visible in mid-air.

After sending the signal, Li Nianqing stepped towards the direction she had chosen earlier, Li Feng and Beicheng Xue exchanged a glance, then followed behind.

After all, the pesky blood mist was quite bothersome, and Jiang Mengmeng's Water Element superpower could somewhat counteract it, at least preventing large clouds of blood mist from clinging to them.

The Xu Family's old mansion was even larger than expected, with various buildings densely packed from the foot of the mountain to its midsection, creating a layered, interconnected structure with stone steps that seemed three-dimensional.

Under normal circumstances, walking up these steps would feel like wandering through scenery, but now danger lurked, with the possibility of encountering a few transformed Xu Family members at any moment.

The Xu Family was doomed.

Li Feng was certain.

The foundation of a family's prosperity is its population, just like the Xiang Family, where almost everyone in the town bore the surname Xiang or had family ties through marriage.

The ten major families of Ancient Martial Arts also operated as familial networks.

However, it seemed that no one in the Xu Family was spared from this calamity, at least so far, Li Feng hadn't seen any Xu Family members surviving this catastrophe.

No egg remains intact when the nest is overturned.

Li Feng couldn't understand whether all of this was the doing of Demon Path practitioners or the Xu Family themselves.

Just like Li Nianqing said, such a Blood Sacrifice Array couldn't be created overnight, and cultivators, in their quest to become immortals, sacrificing their family wasn't unheard of.

Only someone insane could do such a thing.

Reaching halfway up the mountain, many paths converged at a small plaza, which was a space typically used by Xu Family members. Now, however, it had turned into an Asura field.

The dense Blood Evil made it difficult to see further than ten meters, indicating the intensity of the blood's presence here.

The ground was littered with severed limbs, and within the blood mist, faint silhouettes could be seen greedily devouring the Blood Evil.

"We have trouble."

Li Feng stood on the stone steps, looking at the plaza filled with blood mist, noticing large figures in the mist, devouring the incoming corpse puppets. Opposite them, the Blood Evil was so thick it seemed almost ready to drip fresh blood.

"What do we do?" Jiang Mengmeng also noticed the figure in the blood mist, turning to Li Nianqing.

Li Nianqing bit her lip.

"This is the critical path; we can't go around it. Additionally, even if we could, we wouldn't be able to avoid it. These corpse puppets have already evolved to the Iron Puppet level."

"We have no choice but to clear the area."

Li Feng lifted his gaze.

"Beicheng Xue, the left side is yours, you guys handle the right side, the middle one is mine." Li Feng directly assigned targets, then his toes pushed off, heading straight for the middle corpse puppet.

"Hey."

Jiang Mengmeng watched Li Feng rush out with a speechless expression: "Looking for death."

"Mengmeng, you take on one, I'll go help him."

"Alright, leave it to me, no problem." Jiang Mengmeng wasn't intimidated; though she was a loli, she was a battle loli.

"Delay as much as you can; once Mengmeng finishes the battle, she'll come help. Also, don't inhale too much Blood Evil; it quickly muddles your mind."

"Iron Puppets aren't agile, so dodge carefully; I'll assist from the side."

Li Nianqing, not far behind Li Feng, loudly advised him on how to fight.

Li Feng rolled his eyes.

Was he being underestimated?

If the tiger doesn't show its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?

Li Feng rushed towards the evolving Iron Puppet without hesitation, inhaling a breath of Blood Evil as he went. As the Blood Evil entered his body, Li Feng's blood surged and boiled.

This Blood Evil was undoubtedly toxic; too much would cause someone to lose their mind and become a corpse puppet.

But in small amounts, it was like a shot of adrenaline.

This skill had side effects, yet used correctly, it could have unexpected advantages.

Ordinary people shouldn't attempt it, but Li Feng had been to the battlefield; what gruesome scene hadn't he witnessed? A little Blood Evil, he could handle.

With the Blood Evil coursing through him, Li Feng's blood flow accelerated, his Domineering aura naturally bursting forth, mixed with the Blood Evil, was overwhelmingly imposing.

In an instant, Li Feng broke through the blood mist, appearing in front of the Iron Puppet greedily devouring Blood Evil. The Iron Puppet sensed Li Feng approaching, immediately swinging its arm towards him.

Though the Iron Puppet wasn't agile, its attacks weren't slow like a snail. On the contrary, its strike swept up surrounding blood mist, the forceful wind like waves crashing.

Li Feng dodged, the Fish Intestine Sword falling into his palm, followed by a backstab, the sword stabbing into the Iron Puppet's back.

Clang.

Yet the sword hadn't penetrated the Iron Puppet's body, but instead struck something hard.

Li Feng twisted his wrist, smoothly sliding it.

The Fish Intestine Sword's tip scraped across, leaving a two-foot wide wound.

Such an injury would have been fatal to a human, but to an Iron Puppet, it was negligible, not even breaking its defenses.

The attacked Iron Puppet twisted, swinging back with a move called Sweeping Thousands of Army.

Li Feng's toes tapped the ground, retreating two steps and dodging the strike.

This was an Iron Puppet; its bones had grown together into plates, and as it wasn't human, external injuries were insignificant.

It seemed killing this Iron Puppet would require some Kung Fu.

"Hey, Li, beautiful lady, do you know how to kill this Iron Puppet? The head or the heart?"

"There's no record; the book only mentioned Iron Puppets as puppet-like beings, controlled by others and inherently indestructible unless you completely destroy its body or kill the one controlling it."

Li Nianqing bit her lip as she spoke.