Chapter 14 Fighting

The dust's arms were stretched out, and the dark magic swarmed out of his fists, forming black bracelet-style circles, tied towards Wu Xiao. Wu Xiao's palms changed, and Jin Hui flashed under his palm, drawing a dazzling arc. A bucket-shaped shield appeared outside, waiting for those black rings to trap the bucket. The bucket could not withstand the pressure and cracked. At this time, Wu Xiao's body had slipped down from the barrel, and the dust had jumped forward, waved his fists and feet to fight closely with Wu Xiao. The dust used more and more of this body. Proficiency and more and more changes, and Wu Xiao's forehead gradually oozed sweat.

"Daw." Wu Xiao cursed secretly, was it that the soul curse that wasted one of his soul beads was useless at all?

The fist of the dust waved violently, and the dark magic condensed into a huge fist in front of him. Wu Xiao's physical strength was already a little weak. He hurriedly covered his hands in front of his chest, and the soul power released from his palm turned into a golden shield, but this golden shield had not yet solidified, and the fist of the dust had arrived.

"Kka."

With a crisp sound, the golden shield turned into a spot of light and broke into invisible. The huge fist directly hit Wu Xiao. Wu Xiao's whole body was like a shell fired, flying away like a back. His body smashed a ten-meter-long crosswalk on the ground. When Wu Xiao got up, the red robe was covered with dirty dirt. He gasped and his eyes gradually showed fatigue.

When the hill-like red bird saw that its owner was hit to the ground, it sounded angrily, waved its wings and fanned a gust of wind, and flew directly behind Wu Xiao. Two blue eyes stared at the dust fiercely.

Wu Xiao sighed. He didn't expect that the dust would become so powerful after taking away. If he had just arrived, he directly hit the man's body with Xuanqingzhu, he might be able to use the man's soul to compete with the dust in one body. Now he will not be beaten so awkwardly. As the dust becomes more and more proficient in controlling the man's body, defeat has become a doomed thing. Thinking of this, Wu Xiao had already retreated, but at this time, he saw the dust's body**. The dashed hope gasted again, "Is this man's soul still alive? Did the soul-clearing spell he made work? Then why did it take so long to take effect?

Wu Xiao stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ground and stood up. The dust stopped not far from Wu Xiao's side, and his face kept twitching.

"How is that possible?" Dichen's heart was full of questions, "Why is this body getting rid of my control now? Why?" The dust was very angry, and the dark magic gushed out, looking for the soul that had not been destroyed in his body.

Zhao Qianyang had just woke up, and the remaining runes floated around him. His thinking became clear. At this time, Zhao Qianyang was surprised to find that his body also had some feelings, very numb, as if all the blood veins were blocked. It was very painful, and there were tens of thousands of needles stuck on his body. At this time, Zhao Qianyang felt a black spiral nest under his feet, and the huge attraction pulled him into it. The soul was covered with a layer of gray and gradually blurred.

"I can't be in a coma." Zhao Qianyang felt the threat. If he was more able to control his body now, he would bite his arm without hesitation, but he couldn't find any way to wake himself up quickly. Just as he was in a coma, Zhao Qianyang was staring at those golden runes. Rune seemed to have life, jumping one by one and drilling into the depths of Zhao Qianyang's soul. What's more horrible is that there is a long black dragon behind it. Zhao Qianyang was powerless to stop them from entering. He only felt that his whole soul was about to explode. There were only those floating runes and nothing else in the whole world. Zhao Qianyang read these runes without sound or order, as if he were looking at a picture scroll over and over again.

Wu Xiao saw the dust's body tremble, and his face was pale and ugly. He was stunned in disbelief, and a wisp of black silk floated out of his body. There was a smile on the corners of Wu Xiao's mouth. It seemed that the soul curse finally worked, just at this time to hit the dust.

Wu Xiao pulled his hands, and a golden stick appeared in his hand. From the beginning to now, he has been on the defensive, and now he has begun his first attack.

"Why is it like this?" The corners of the dust's mouth twitched, and his face was full of questions. Why did such a rare body have rejection after being accommodated? Is the reason that at the last moment, Wu Xiao called green runes? Before the dust could think about it, Wu Xiao's attack had arrived, the golden stick quickly waved, and the air dispersed the rapid whistle.

The dust was ferocious, and he opened his mouth and roared. His tongue was more than five meters long in an instant, entangling the golden stick hit by Wu Xiao like a tentacle. The physical discomfort has made the dust extremely angry. Wu Xiao only felt that the stick was hit on the sponge. When he closed the stick, he found that it had been tightly wrapped in the dust's tongue. Wu Xiao could not change the condensed golden stick, but if he gave up, it would be a waste of his soul power, which would slowly make him very tired.

The stone of the dust is still elongating, like a strong whip, wrapped around Wu Xiao's arm along the golden stick.

"I'll pester you." Wu Xiao gave up the golden stick in his hand. The golden shield quickly disappeared without the support of soul power. With a pinch of his left hand, the soul power condensed into a dagger, and the dagger stabbed against the tongue. However, the dust's tongue was extremely flexible and there was no harm under the thorn of the dagger. Dichen looked at Wu Xiao proudly.

Wu Xiao smiled, turned his right palm, and there was another dagger. The two daggers were cut off to the tongue of the dust like scissors.

The dust was shocked. As soon as he got Zhao Qianyang's body, his dark magic could be exerted arbitrarily, so his body was out of control, which made him extremely angry and unexpectedly attacked Wu Xiao with his previous moves, which made him make a big mistake.

The dagger staggered, cut off a large section of the tongue of the dust, and the black blood sprayed out, but it was immediately stopped by the dust. He opened his mouth and shouted in pain, but he couldn't grit his teeth and quickly took it back. But the tongue that fell to the ground has turned into a pool of black blood.

Dashan watched the battle for a long time. Seeing that his master was injured, he immediately came, guarded in front of the dust and straightened his arms. He turned around and asked, "Master, how are you?"

The dust looked very painful, and the face was ferocious and terrible. He said, "How could this happen? This body wants to get out of my control."

Dashan said, "Master, is it possible that the soul in this body is not dead yet?"

The dust shook his head and said, "Although his body is extremely good, his soul is just the soul of an ordinary person. How can he resist the devouring of my dark magic?"

Dashan suddenly remembered the scene where the master took away, the huge runes from Wu Xiao, and the energy contained in the runes was extraordinary. Master, is it the reason why Wu Xiao used that rune on you when you entered this shell?

The dusty face was low, and he also knew the runes that Wu Xiao attacked. After grabbing it, he also checked his body and did not find that the energy to attack him existed. The dust said loudly to Wu Xiao with a dark face, "Wu Xiao, you despicable guy, what did you use just now? Don't stop me from entering this shell."

Wu Xiao regained his calm appearance at the beginning, and didn't know what to do. In an instant, he made the dirty fire red robe clean and smiled confidently. Wu Xiao said three words faintly, "Soul Curse."

The dust's body was hit hard, and his eyes were full of shock and unbelievable expressions. He roared, "What! Do you think you can suppress me just with a soul curse?

Wu Xiao said, "I think you can't control your body now. Get out of here quickly. Don't wait for the original owner to wake up and suppress your soul in it.

"This is impossible." The dust roared, and as soon as he was about to do something, the depths of his soul seemed to have been hit hard, and his whole body stayed there. And his arm slowly grew a layer of black scales, not only dust, but also Dashan and Wuxiao were shocked by this scene.