Urban Witcher

The paper man array is broken, what the hell is he doing?

Ye Shaoyang rushed forward in one breath, drew his sword and slashed.

Guanzhu Huang took a step back, combined his hands in Jieyin suddenly, made a gesture like a pistol, pointed at Ye Shaoyang, and stomped his feet fiercely.

"break!"

Ye Shaoyang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, his throat felt sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood arrows, his figure swayed, and he almost fell down. It seemed that something in his back was desperately pushing his body away to get in.

"Shaoyang!" Xiao Jiu couldn't help shouting, just as she took a step forward, she was immediately stopped by two maids.

"My lord, they are fighting alone. If you go... you will fall short!"

One sentence awakened Xiao Jiu, she clenched her fists tightly, and forcibly suppressed the idea of ​​rushing over. From her angle, she could see clearly: a red paper figurine was squeezing Ye Shaoyang's back with both hands. Drilling in, the wound was dripping with blood, which was horrible.

Xiao Jiu pushed the two maids away and was ready to rescue Ye Shaoyang. If his life was really on the line, even if he risked breaking the rules and losing his face, he must rescue Ye Shaoyang.

No why.

Guanzhu Huang spread out the five fingers of his left hand, and at some point there were a lot of gold threads wrapped around his fingers, he opened them suddenly, and popped out forcefully, like a parachute falling from the sky, wrapping around Ye Shaoyang's head, and Ye Shaoyang felt his head, face and neck being tightly strangled by something, Instinctively reached out to pull, but the tentacles didn't touch anything.

"Master Ye, it's the first time you've seen invisible ghost threads!"

Huang Guanzhu sneered, as if he grabbed a handful out of thin air, and pulled it back, Ye Shaoyang immediately felt the signs of the three souls and seven souls leaving the body, and hurriedly recited the soul-fixing mantra, barely holding on, and pulled out the Seven-Star Longquan Sword with his left hand, just about to do the magic trick After cutting off the invisible thread, there was another piercing pain in the body, and the Gang Qi that had just gathered immediately disintegrated again.

This paper man has no soul and no soul, and Ye Shaoyang's celestial master's blood can't feel it at all, because it won't cause any damage, otherwise, even if there is a trace of evil, it will be melted by the celestial master's blood.

Ye Shaoyang grinned his teeth in pain, and for a while, he could only continue to recite the soul-fixing mantra silently, first to freeze the soul, and then use his kung fu to guard his heart veins to avoid being attacked by the paper man.

Fortunately, Guanzhu Huang also wanted to control the paper figurine while pulling his soul with the invisible ghost thread. Although he couldn't pull it, he didn't dare to relax.

For a while, the two also fell into a stalemate.

The paper figurines kept attacking Xinmai, and every time they scattered the aura that Ye Shaoyang had gathered with great difficulty, each time became more dangerous.

"It should be over soon." The Holy Mother of Lishan expressed the thoughts of many people. In their view, it is not easy for Ye Shaoyang to persist until this point, and the defeat is just around the corner.

Ye Shaoyang slowly closed his eyes, and his whole body trembled violently.

If you work hard, then I will have to work hard too.

For a moment, Guanzhu Huang felt the invisible ghost silk that could not be pulled suddenly relax. He was overjoyed, pulled hard, put the ghost silk in his hand, grasped it with five fingers, and pushed it to the ground. A figure appeared, which was the soul of Ye Shaoyang. With a dull expression, he was held in Huang Guanzhu's hand.

"Haha!" Huang Guanzhu laughed, the soul was captured, which meant a complete failure, and there would be no chance of a comeback.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Jiu flew over directly, but just after leaving, the battle situation changed again.

Huang Guanzhu's laughter stopped suddenly, as if he sensed something was wrong, he frowned and looked at Ye Shaoyang's soul in front of him, he was stunned for a few seconds, grabbed it with both hands, and rubbed it vigorously.

No soul flew out, only a puff of black smoke.

"how come!"

Just as Guanzhu Huang uttered these three words, he suddenly felt a numbness behind him, was hit by something, staggered, almost fell, and eagerly let go of the invisible ghost thread, turned around and looked, but there was no one.

At this time, a stream of dirty blood, together with a pile of shredded paper scraps, flowed out from the wound on Ye Shaoyang's back.

Huang Guanzhu knew that his feelings were wrong, so he hurriedly practiced his kung fu, Shuangfeng pierced his ears, and slapped Ye Shaoyang's temple.

Ye Shaoyang opened his eyes suddenly, leaned forward, just avoided the attack, and grabbed Guanzhu Huang's neck.

"You old bastard, if I hadn't mastered Soul Shifting, you would have captured my soul!"

"Shifting soul...?" Guanzhu Huang didn't know why.

In fact, Ye Shaoyang made up the name. The spell he cast before was called "Incarnation from the Soul". Time can press the soul into it, force it out of the body with the power of the primordial spirit, and move and attack within five meters.

The basis for practicing this spell must be above the Earth Immortal Tablet. Only when you reach the Earth Immortal Tablet can you cultivate the power of the primordial spirit.

Ye Shaoyang opened a new chapter in the Heavenly Book two weeks ago. At that time, after reading it, he found it useless, lacking a sense of shock, and not powerful enough, but he thought it was a spell in the Heavenly Book, and he didn’t have any new spells to practice. I have only been practicing for a while, and I am not familiar with it at all. It is not bad to succeed four times out of ten.

There is no danger in normal practice, but if you really use it, especially the dangerous situation of attacking back and forth just now, once you fail, your own spiritual consciousness, three souls and seven souls will really be taken away. late.

Therefore, the blow just now was a desperate fight, but luckily it succeeded.

However, Ye Shaoyang felt that this spell should be more appropriate to move the soul, although the name seemed to have been heard in some movie, with an inexplicable sense of joy.

Guanzhu Huang still wanted to say something, but Ye Shaoyang stuck a magic talisman on his face, and immediately practiced and recited the mantra.

The magic talisman seemed to be boiled by water, white steam came out from below, and Guanzhu Huang's body suddenly turned into mud and melted on the ground.

Ye Shaoyang was stunned on the spot, it shouldn't be like this!

Raising his head suddenly, Huang Guanzhu stood not far away, looking at himself with a gloomy expression, his face was very ugly.

Could it be... the moment he was injured just now, what kind of magic did he use to escape?

"Although I don't know what spell you use, but you will be cloned, not just you."

Huang Guanzhu said coldly.

Ye Shaoyang was not as verbose as he was, so he rushed over, slashed with his sword, and hit his body. Looking carefully, Guanzhu Huang had already escaped, and what he hit was just a Taoist robe, which unfolded instantly and covered his head. .

Depend on! Do it again!

Ye Shaoyang hurriedly pulled out the Tianfeng Leihuo flag from his belt, and threw it at Guanzhu Huang.

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