Xing Chenxi could only watch helplessly as those eerie tentacles spread rapidly like a surging black tide, getting closer and closer to her.
When these tentacles touched him, Xing Chenxi felt as if something was gripping his nerves tightly.
The surrounding scenery kept changing. One moment, a raging fire was rushing towards me, unbearably hot; the next, I was plunged into a pitch-black space where all sounds disappeared without a trace; and then I felt like my whole body was crawling with ants, both painful and itchy.
Oh no, it seems I've completely fallen for it...
Xing Chenxi’s last remaining shred of consciousness was frantically warning him in his mind.
This is a very bad situation.
Just as he was about to completely succumb to this bizarre situation, his gaze wandered frantically before suddenly settling on the longsword he was gripping tightly in his hand.
The next second, he made up his mind and raised his longsword without hesitation. The blade flashed coldly and cut his own palm!
In an instant, glaring blood gushed out, dripping onto the ground. As the blood flowed, the nightmarish, distorted scene around them gradually returned to normal, like the receding tide.
Xing Chenxi looked up and saw Wu Shu standing not far away, staring at him with a look of shock in his eyes.
He seized the opportunity, quickly approached Wu Shu, raised his longsword high with both hands, and the sword instantly shone brightly, turning into a golden current.
Boom!!!
The ground beneath his feet began to crack, and stones, along with dust, rose into the air, spinning rapidly around him to form a huge vortex of earth and stone.
At this moment, his figure became blurry, and a huge storm composed of light, electricity, and earth and rocks swept towards Wu Shu from his center! Wherever the storm went, space seemed to be distorted, and everything in its way was mercilessly torn apart and crushed.
Wu Shu's pupils contracted sharply, and his body reacted quickly, attempting to dodge to the side.
However, the speed of the attack exceeded his expectations. Although he narrowly avoided a fatal blow, he was still grazed by the sharp aftershock.
His body swayed suddenly, as if pulled by a strong force, and he fell to the side, his once neat clothes now torn.
Wu Shuqiang swallowed the slightly metallic taste that rose in his throat, a flash of annoyance in his eyes.
Although he wasn't completely defeated by Xing Chenxi, his usual calm and collected demeanor was shattered, and he appeared somewhat disheveled.
Wu Shu's expression darkened, and he secretly thought that Xing Chenxi was so troublesome. He then gave a subtle wink to one of the members of [Wanxiang].
The member understood immediately, a sinister glint in his eyes. Taking advantage of Xing Chenxi's momentary lapse in attention, he suddenly reached into his robes and pulled out several hidden weapons.
With a flick of his wrist, he sent the hidden weapon hurtling towards Xing Chenxi, whistling through the air.
call out--
When Xing Chenxi sensed the danger, the hidden weapon was already close at hand. He hurriedly tried to dodge to the side, but his body was a beat too slow to react.
A hidden weapon grazed his arm, leaving a bloody mark; another struck his shoulder directly, the powerful impact causing him to groan and stagger backward several steps, his face showing a mixture of pain and shock.
Wait, where did these hidden weapons come from?
Could it be...?
Before Xing Chenxi could figure it out, Bai Yue, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed something was wrong and pointed at the member, shouting, "What are you doing? Didn't we agree to one-on-one? What do you mean?!"
Wu Shu was exposed, but he remained calm and composed, a disdainful smile playing on his lips as he coldly said, "It was just talk, and you actually took it seriously. Should I call you naive or what?"
"you!"
Yu Xin couldn't stand it anymore and scolded, "You're so much higher level and you still need help from others? I think you're shameless, with one thick skin and the other without any sense of shame!"
Faced with their accusations and questions, Wu Shu remained unfazed, raising his chin slightly as he confidently declared, "All you do is talk the talk. There are no absolute rules in this game. I was simply good at seizing opportunities; he was negligent in his precautions. How can you blame me?"
"This is strategy, this is wisdom. Only incompetent people like you would dare to shout like this..."
Before he could finish speaking, a gleaming scimitar, carrying a chilling killing intent, cut through the wind and hurtled straight toward Wu Shu.
At the same time, the shadows on the ground, like ghosts imbued with life, twisted and surged, pouncing swiftly towards Wu Shu in a pincer attack with the scimitar.
Wu Shu's expression suddenly changed.
He retreated several steps, barely managing to dodge, and upon closer inspection, he noticed two figures standing beside Bai Yue and Yu Xin.
Before he could react, Ning Xiluo caught the scimitar and leaped forward in a few strides, the scimitar once again drawing a chilling arc in the air. Ning Haizhi followed closely behind, emerging from the shadows and blocking Wu Shu's path.
"You're Wu Shu?"
Ning Hai's eyes gleamed with excitement, like a hungry wolf spotting its prey.
Wu Shu opened his mouth, his face turning ashen. He immediately turned to look at the group of dumbfounded members of [Wanxiang] behind him, gritting his teeth as he said, "A bunch of idiots, what are you standing there for? Get up here!!"
The nine people realized what was happening and immediately tried to use their skills to rush up and rescue Wu Shu.
Wu Shu's eyes widened, and he forced a disdainful smile again: "There are only five of you, and you think you can fight me?!"
Before he could finish speaking, a shovel, like a bolt of lightning, hurtled towards him with the force of a whirlwind. It dodged Ning Xiluo and Ning Haizhi and flew precisely toward Wu Shu's face!
Wu Shu was surrounded by Ning Xiluo and Ning Haizhi and could not move. He felt a coolness on his cheek, followed by a stinging pain.
The edge of the small, broken shovel precisely grazed his cheek, instantly cutting a thin, bloody gash.
Although the wound wasn't deep, it was enough to make him suffer. Wu Shu covered his face, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly from the pain.
Just then, another loud and powerful voice rang out from not far away.
"Which village's pigs are these, getting so bloated?"
Yu Xiangnan raised her hand and steadily caught the small, broken shovel that flew back automatically. She lifted her eyelids, looked at Wu Shu, and sneered.
Xia Baizhi, standing beside him, held up a finished painting, made a face at Wu Shu, and chimed in, "That's right, that's right, so shameless."
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