Even he had to admit it.
This puppetry technique is indeed extraordinary.
Yang Xinhu alone is equivalent to a top-tier reclusive family, and is in no way inferior to the imperial bloodline clans.
Although there is no high-end combat power like the Celestial Martial Emperor, the only Martial Emperor is Yang Xinhu.
But so many Martial Emperor-level combatants are only a part of it. If all three thousand of his puppets were mobilized, they could definitely sweep across the Southern Frontier!
At this moment, Yang Xinhu, his face contorted with pain, stared at Lin Jinglong with venomous eyes and said through gritted teeth, "You killed my son, so I don't intend to turn you into a puppet."
"I'll cut you into a thousand pieces!"
I will make sure you never reincarnate!
Enraged, Yang Xinhu, accompanied by hundreds of puppets, pressed down with overwhelming force.
Lin Jinglong's body was pressed back to the bottom of the canyon once again.
The Black Moon and the others behind him were gradually recovering, while the majority of the remaining unaffected martial artists had somewhat conflicted expressions.
"Should we go over and help?"
"Nonsense! There's a blood sacrifice formation here. Staying here to help is just waiting to die!"
"That's the Vajra Martial Emperor!"
"Let's run away quickly!"
The remaining people, disregarding their companions and Lin Jinglong who was fighting the Martial Emperor, actually tried to scatter and flee.
Surrounded by hundreds of puppets, Lin Jinglong's face was gloomy.
"At a time like this, aren't you going to help?"
Although his intention was not to save people, these people did indeed receive his kindness, but they did not know how to repay the kindness.
Yang Xinhu grinned coldly.
"Lin Jinglong, do you still think these people deserve to be saved by you?"
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