In a desperate situation, the desperate counterattack by the ghost-handed Rakshasa and the eight-armed Yaksha caught Aban and Xie Yongchang off guard, and they actually had the momentum to reverse the situation.
The ghostly hand dance performed by the ghost-hand Rakshasa just now was amazing, but it was definitely not a performance for them. The moment the hand dance was completed, they could feel their breathing stagnant, as if a snake was suddenly strangled.
off their necks.
As the saying goes, it is better to meet than to be famous. Both parties are in the world and have heard of each other's names more or less. One side came prepared and the other responded hastily. However, this is a confrontation. How capable is the other side? What can they do not do?
The well-known unique skill of box pressing is just a vague concept, and I have no idea.
The party that responded hastily was beaten to a desperate state, but the eight-armed Yasha used his few hidden weapons to make a final struggle, and even fell into a situation of running out of ammunition and food just to cover the arrangement of the ghost-handed Rakshasa. This attack must be extraordinary.
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However, the scene in front of me is clearly the same as before. Where does the danger come from?
Abban and Xie Yongchang, who couldn't find a clue for the moment, couldn't help but be stunned.
"A ghost hand coils silk, a dragnet."
At this moment, a voice sounded faintly in the ears of Aban and Xie Yongchang. It was a short eight-character sound, and the voice gradually grew stronger. It came from the mouth of Xuan He, who had just woken up.
Surprised and delighted, this is the feeling shared by Aban and Xie Yongchang.
After all, they had fought bloody battles for a day and a night in the Yinsha Underworld. The relationship between the two of them and Xuanhe was not as tense as it was at the Longyuan Wine Inn yesterday morning. Instead of giving in, they had become much more relaxed and close.
The relationship between men should be less tender and more direct. Words sometimes seem redundant and can cause conflicts, but often fists can break down the barriers between the two parties. This is what the so-called friendship is like. Among them
It also includes mutual recognition after fighting side by side.
As old Jianghu, their journey to the underworld was not even half over yet, when Aban and Xie Yongchang's heroic spirit of facing death conquered the young and energetic Xuanhe, and their admiration arose spontaneously.
Although Xuan He's strength was the weakest among the five, he still did not disgrace the honorable spirit of the famous family. Especially at critical moments, his sacrifice of life and others also touched Abban and Xie Yongchang.
Day and night, fighting turns into jade and silk.
Xuanhe had been on Abban's back for a long time, but the pendulum of the two-pole soul-shattering bull obviously smashed him to pieces. The severe pain in an instant made him faint to this day. Although the time was not long, but in the fierce
During the fight, both Abban and Xie Yongchang almost forgot about Xuan He's existence, so when he spoke out, they were a little surprised.
To their surprise, Xuanhe woke up, and they were three real people. Although it would take some time for Xuanhe to move freely after just waking up, as the saying goes, "Three Stooges"
, better than Zhuge Liang." One more person means more wisdom, and one more wisdom means one more way out, a way out of difficulties and obstacles.
At this moment, the three of them were in danger together. Aban and Xie Yongchang were blocked in their thinking for a while, but Xuanhe had already seen the mystery. He continued: "You two seniors should have heard of the Shadowless Silk. It was a secret from the past."
The things left by the sect in the Jianghu are made of dark iron threads, and are processed and refined. They are as fine as black silk. Under the light, they are invisible, and their sharpness can penetrate bamboo and break stones. It is a strange weapon that can kill people invisible. "
Although Xuanhe was ordered to go down the mountain for the first time, under Xuanxiao's instructions, he naturally did enough homework about the Yinsha Sect. The Ghost-Hand Rakshasa and the Eight-Armed Yaksha are also the masters of the Shadow Hall in the Yinsha Sect.
Such critical information will be missed.
Abban woke up first and said: "Unfortunately, this shadowless silk fell into the hands of the ghost-hand Rakshasa."
Xuan He said: "Yes, under the dragnet, the enemy is like a turtle in a urn. Even if they don't die, they will still have to shed their skin. Fortunately, they don't seem to be in good condition."
Xie Yongchang hummed and said: "It is indeed a cockroach. Brother, the octopus you mentioned is not accurate. These two thieves are too smart. Now that they can't escape, they actually fight guerrilla against us while secretly laying out this useless thing."
Shadow Silk Array."
"Aren't you the ones who said these cockroaches and octopuses?" Aban secretly cursed in his heart, but said seriously: "Sure enough, we have already made arrangements. Is there any way to deal with it now? If not, we will be like this.
The two eight-legged spiders formed cocoons and ate them as solid food. Little Taoist priest, you woke up at the wrong time!"
"Little Taoist?" When Xuan He heard Aban's last sigh, he almost fainted again. At that critical moment, the two old Jiang Hus looked solemn, but there was no trace of tension in their words.
Is this the so-called "lifting a weight with ease"? Xuanhe couldn't help but doubt his life.
He naturally knew that he woke up at the wrong time. After anyone opened his eyes, he saw that he was trapped in a cage that was shrinking and had thorns that could kill him. No one would feel better and would always try to
He closed his eyes first, then opened them to see if it was just a nightmare. Xuanhe certainly did so, but after that, the scene in front of him remained unchanged, and he did not dare to sit still and wait for death.
Although he was slightly offended by the words, Xuanhe endured his temper and did not argue with Aban and Xie Yongchang. He hurriedly said: "I can resist for a while, but the rest depends on the two seniors."
Before he finished speaking, the "draft and earth net" had quietly wrapped the three of them.
Yes, it was just a package, but a soft aura enveloped the three of them first. The dragnet's offensive stopped when it was still an inch away from the three of them.
The close distance also allowed the three of them to finally see the true face of Wuyingsi Lushan.
The criss-crossing shadowless threads combine to form a net. The net comes from all directions. If you are trapped in it, you really have nowhere to escape. No wonder it is called a "drag and earth net".
"The way of Tai Chi uses softness to overcome hardness, and the awe-inspiring righteousness can bend the body freely. It is really impeccable."
Xie Yongchang praised aloud, put away the Lengyue Sword at the same time, put his left hand on Xuanhe's back, and continuously injected inner energy into him. After all, Xuanhe had just woken up, and his body was still weak. Xiu among the five
Because it was worse to belong to him, it would be too much to rely on him to resist this dragnet that contained the inner strength of both of them.
Although the dragnet is the unique skill of the Ghost Hand Rakshasa, the Eight-Armed Yasha did not stand idly by. After taking cover just now, he immediately transferred all his remaining inner energy to the Ghost Hand Rakshasa, intending to combine the power of the two.
Kill the opponent. Otherwise, after the final crossbow is fired, if the enemy cannot be killed, the only ones who lose their lives will be themselves.
At the moment when the dragnet arrived, Xuanhe used all his strength to activate the Wudang sect's Haoran Zhengqi Gong. The burst of internal energy blocked the shadowless thread, and Haoran's Zhengqi was like a rubber ball, allowing external forces to knead and twist it, and followed the trend.
It can change into an elliptical sphere or a round cake. Even if there is only a trace of space left for it to stretch, it can always remain integrated and not damaged.
Therefore, although the dragnet traps Xuanhe and the three of them, in Haoran Zhengqi, the three of them are already one. For Haoran Zhengqi, the dragnet is full of loopholes. In this way, no matter how hard the two Yinshamen try,
, no matter how red your face becomes, the shadowless thread always stays in the original position, making it difficult to move forward.
However, it was obviously a lot of effort to resist the Tianji sect's extraordinary troops with their external internal energy. Although the faces of Ghost-Handed Rakshasa and Eight-Armed Yaksha were not good-looking, they did not reach the point of despair after all.
For the two of them, there are still two ways to survive. One is to hope that the opponent's strength is not enough and cannot maintain this awe-inspiring righteousness, so they are captured by a dragnet. The other is to continue the stalemate with the opponent, and then come to the door.
Help, so they can be saved.
Naturally, Xie Yongchang and the others had anticipated the plans of the Ghost-Handed Rakshasa and the Eight-Armed Yaksha, and they would not just surrender.
After all, they are three people. Xie Yongchang helps Xuanhe to maintain Haoran's righteousness. What about Aban?
He would not let himself be a spectator at this critical moment.