Guan Feng suddenly sensed someone at his side launching an instant attack. Though he had yet to realize who had struck, instinct made him abandon any thought of continuing his follow-up assault.
In that hair's-breadth moment, he drove the puppet with his will, making it dart sharply aside and forcibly shifting the black mystic bird more than a foot away.
Yet the enemy had plotted against an unsuspecting target, and he still failed to completely evade that massive sword.
With a thunderous boom, the black mystic bird was struck across the side of its rear waist and abdomen. The sharpness of the dark-blue greatsword shocked everyone present.
Although the materials used to forge Guan Feng's puppet could not be considered rare or high-grade, he had painstakingly crafted it after long preparation for the village's escape.
It had been forged from quite a few excellent materials. Furthermore, his cultivation was already very close to the Void Refinement Realm, and the formations inscribed upon it had been meticulously polished and selected.
Only then had this puppet gained the ability to contend with Void Refinement cultivators for a short time. That was also the fundamental reason he had been confident he could hold back three cultivators of the same realm by himself.
He had already planned to strike with all his strength and had raised its defenses to the limit, intending to forcefully endure the attacks of several Spirit Transformation cultivators.
Combined with his elusive control, he had estimated that even if it took their attacks head-on, the three opponents would at most make the black mystic bird's light tremble chaotically.
They would never be able to destroy his puppet in a single blow. Then, he could borrow the momentum to forcibly hold the three enemies back and allow his people to flee