Chapter 207: Chapter 207

The scene fell into utter silence, everyone was stunned, their eyes showing an incredulous shock.

Unless they had seen it with their eyes, they would never believe that a mere Martial Artist of the True Martial Fourth Realm could instantly kill three men of the True Martial Seventh Realm, crossing an entire sub-realm in the process. This was simply defying the heavens.

Of course, many had realized that Zhao Letian's astonishing combat power was largely thanks to the Puppet Device on his left arm, the War Dragon Arm. As for his own combat strength, even though it was strong, it wasn't to this heaven-defying level.

But what of it? Whether it's a Spiritual Artifact or a Puppet, they're all considered part of one's strength. Zhao Letian's ability to produce such a heaven-defying Puppet Device was his own skill. On the battlefield, as long as you can kill the enemy, no one cares what means you use.

"Retreat, retreat quickly."

The leader of the Black Hawk Tribe, Wu Kui, ignoring the pain of losing his son, commanded with a livid face.

Of the three True Martial Realm experts who had been killed, two were from the Black Hawk Tribe. These men were the backbone of the tribe, more important to him than his son. The loss of each one significantly weakened the Black Hawk Tribe.

As soon as these words fell, the remaining four of the True Martial Seventh Realm turned to flee.

"Don't panic. No matter how strong a weapon is, it is still inanimate. He is ultimately just a person of the True Martial Fourth Realm. As long as you coordinate well and dodge the attacks from that Dragon-shaped Brace, there's a chance to kill him."

Jierhan from the Green Lion Tribe, however, advised against retreating.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of those four True Martial Seventh Realm individuals showed hesitation. Indeed, Zhao Letian's cultivation was only at the True Martial Fourth Realm however, if they, several individuals of the True Martial Seventh Realm, didn't dare to fight Zhao Letian, they could forget about the Martial Arts Heart, and they would never become true powerhouses.

"Fine, give it your all then. Today, even if it means spending all of the tribe's reserves, I will have this kid's body torn into ten thousand pieces."

Wu Kui firmed his resolve and, gritting his teeth, said as he launched an unrestrained attack on the Puppet in front of him, forcing the Puppet to continuously retreat.

However, the body of this Puppet, comparable to a seven-star or higher low-grade Spiritual Artifact, was nearly indestructible. No matter how ferocious Wu Kui's attacks were, they could only leave some shallow marks on the surface of the Puppet, unable to cause any serious damage.

At the same time, Jierhan was being entangled to death by Zhao Letian's Puppet, which fought in a desperate manner without regards for defense.

After a moment of silence, those four True Martial Seventh Realm individuals launched another attack on Zhao Letian.

Zhao Letian showed no fear. He first waved his hand and took off the storage rings from the bodies of the three True Martial Seventh Realm men. Then, with a sweep of his spear, he flung their corpses away. His figure then flickered, turning into a flash of lightning, meeting the four True Martial Seventh Realm assailants head-on.

It turned out that both Jierhan and Wu Kui had overthought it. Although those four True Martial Seventh Realm individuals were extremely cautious and careful in dodging, in just a short moment, they were still killed one by one by Zhao Letian.

"Damn it, it turns out this kid's strength alone is comparable to someone in the True Martial Seventh Realm. That Dragon-shaped Brace simply enhanced his strength further."

Watching the subsequent fight, Wu Kui's complexion grew even darker. Apart from him, all the high-level True Martial Realm experts of the Black Hawk Tribe had fallen in this battle, leaving him as a commander without an army. Even if the Black Hawks Tribe could still be called a mid-level tribe, it was only in name.

"The main issue is that this kid's Body Technique is too strong. If I'm not mistaken, the movement technique he practiced might very well be a high-level Dark Level Body Technique, even stronger than the ones we practice. Those True Martial Seventh Realm individuals couldn't keep up with his speed, allowing him to easily kill them. Even if they attempted to flee, they couldn't escape."

Jierhan's face was also extremely grim.

"What do we do now? We can't kill these damn Puppets, nor shake them off. We have no chance at striking at the kid."

Wu Kui spoke in frustration.

"What else can we do? Let's go, leave this place for now and find another way to deal with this kid on another day."

Jierhan said helplessly.

"Fine, everyone retreat."

Wu Kui had already planned to retreat, and seeing Jierhan no longer insisting, he immediately called out with a deep voice, thundering like a rumble that spread far and wide.

"Retreat? Where do you think you're retreating to?"

Zhao Letian's gaze was ice-cold as he looked towards the two men, then with a long spear in hand, he first launched an attack towards Wu Kui.

"Hmph! Kid, although I can't defeat this puppet, if I want to leave, this hunk of metal won't be able to stop me."

Wu Kui snorted coldly, saying this as he sent the black puppet flying with a palm hit, and then tried to spur the gray eagle beneath his feet to fly away from the place. The gray eagle at his feet was a powerful demon beast of the True Martial Seventh Realm, with very astonishing speed. Zhao Letian definitely couldn't catch up.

Who knew that before the gray eagle could flap its wings, Zhao Letian transformed into an arc of electricity, rushing over in an instant, and with a spear thrust he penetrated the gray eagle's head, extracting a large Demon Core.

"You're seeking death."

Wu Kui, shocked and enraged, swung his hand and slashed out a blade of light, cutting towards Zhao Letian with an astonishing speed. This gray eagle had followed him through many battles; to him, it was even more important than his son. He must make Zhao Letian pay with his life.

The blade of light was too fast. Zhao Letian had no time to dodge and had no choice but to lift up his War Dragon Arm.

Instantly, a dragon roar sounded, with a dragon phantom suddenly appearing on the War Dragon Arm, just in time to block the incoming blade of light.

As a result, both the dragon phantom and the incoming blade of light dispersed at the same time. Zhao Letian was blasted away but was unharmed.

"What strong defense."

Wu Kui's brow furrowed, finding the situation troublesome. With the War Dragon Arm in hand, Zhao Letian was like another human-shaped puppet, leaving him unable to do anything.

At this moment, the puppet that was repelled suddenly appeared behind Wu Kui without a sound. With a hand up and a blade down, it directly chopped off Wu Kui's head. The original source is *.

Wu Kui's eyes were full of disbelief and terror, and then his eyes went dark as his head rolled down.

"You shouldn't have turned your back on my puppet."

Zhao Letian put away Wu Kui's Storage Ring, saying indifferently.

His puppet did not have the breath of a human martial artist, and it could evade the probing of Divine Thought Power. Therefore, like a ghost, it could approach Wu Kui without a sound, and then deliver a fatal strike.

After killing Wu Kui, Zhao Letian turned his head to look and saw that Jierhan, during his battle with Wu Kui, already made his escape. However, his puppet was also following in hot pursuit.

"Running away? How far do you think you can get? Fiery Flame Mantis, go, kill as many as you can."

Zhao Letian spoke indifferently, taking off the Spiritual Beast Bag from his waist, releasing the Fiery Flame Mantis, and leaving the black puppet beside him, and then he transformed into an arc of electricity and chased after Jierhan.