Chapter 438

These silk threads can shoot over twenty meters?

Although Zuo Yuan looked down on these silk threads, she instinctively dodged them.

She didn't know what these silk threads did, but anything shot by an enemy was surely right to dodge.

But the blood-race soldiers behind her couldn't react in time and were sprayed all over.

There weren't that many silk threads.

Although sticky, they didn't seem to cause much effect.

The soldiers carelessly yanked a couple of times, then ignored it and pressed on.

Zuo Yuan drew her bow again.

This was the moment Gu Qing had been waiting for.

Pfft!

The small mouth opened.

An even faster white thick thread shot out.

"How disgusting!"

Zuo Yuan kept dodging.

In two seconds, Gu Qing closed the distance between them again.

Seventeen meters, thirteen meters.

That was enough.

Zuo Yuan kept dodging, with no time at all to draw her bow.

"Keep dodging!"

Gu Qing spread both hands wide.

Red silk threads erupted outward.

Swirling and scattering, like a skyful of red rain.

Zuo Yuan looked ahead—the sky was completely covered by these silk threads.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Zuo Yuan retreated rapidly, but was blocked by the blood-race soldiers behind her.

"Get out of my way, don't block me!"

The blood-race soldiers' formation was thrown into disarray.

But Zuo Yuan still couldn't dodge these silk threads.

Sticky Sticky Sticky.

Sticky everywhere.

On the armor it was fine, no big deal.

But on her face it seriously obstructed her vision.

And it was terribly itchy.

She tore the spider silk off her face, but pulled more from other spots.

She yanked frantically, but couldn't tear it off, and couldn't finish it either.

"Aiyaiyaiyaiya!"

After struggling for a while, Zuo Yuan gave up.

It didn't really hurt anyway, so sticky was sticky.

"So disgusting, I thought it was corrosive or poisonous—turns out it's just sticky, useless skill!"

Zuo Yuan ignored the silk threads spraying from behind and summoned five spirit-energy arrows again.

Fire!

The arrows were entangled by the increasingly dense silk threads, their speed dropping sharply.

Gu Qing dodged easily.

"Hmph, I'm sick of your arrows long ago. Don't you have any new tricks?"

"Killing you only needs this one move!"

Zuo Yuan drew her bow again.

But this time, she felt her arms lifting with great difficulty.

She looked down.

There was some silk thread on the arm guards, but not that much.

And it was already affecting her?

Zuo Yuan gritted her teeth and forcefully drew the bow.

She couldn't even draw it fully.

The bowstring was tugged by the fine, dense silk threads, very hard to pull.

Not good...

Alarm rose in Zuo Yuan's heart, and she hurriedly directed her soldiers.

"Go, go now, stab that woman to death!"

"Yes!"

The blood-race soldiers hadn't engaged yet, so their morale was still intact.

They charged toward Gu Qing through the erupting silk threads.

Gu Qing smiled: "Each of you pick a target, kill with full force. The female militia join in too—surround and finish off those enemy soldiers quickly!"

"Sister Gu Qing, do we not need to help together to take down that enemy hero?"

Gu Qing shook her head: "No need. Leave that woman to me. You sixty versus their fifty—finish them all as fast as you can, then we'll go help Tang Ruan. The pressure on Tang Ruan's side is too great."

"Yes!"

The female soldiers behind her all locked onto the enemies opposite, raised their iron sabers, and charged.

Whirlwind Slash activated.

Blade-light flashed without cease.

The Blood Clan warriors disdainfully summoned Spirit Energy Shields.

But… raising their arms was somewhat strenuous.

The right hand prepared the combat art—Straight Thrust.

But the right hand was also entangled by silk threads.

This kind of effect wasn't all that severe, but it greatly affected accuracy.

Bang bang bang bang!

It was probably Gu Qing's squad of female soldiers who were fighting the most comfortably.

Gu Qing already had sprayed out a large amount of silk threads in advance, restricting the enemy soldiers' movements.

Although the effect wasn't large, movement speed, attack speed, accuracy, and evasion all had subtle impacts.

Besides this, Gu Qing did not bring those ten soldiers to surround Zuo Yuan, but instead let those female soldiers deal with the enemy soldiers.

This way—

The women of Gu Qing's squad had both a numbers advantage and a combat advantage.

They held the advantage from the very start of the engagement.

They all knew their own situation was the best, and none of them wasted this advantage.

One by one, they gritted their teeth and hacked furiously.

Every woman's Whirlwind Slash never broke its chain.

As long as they cut down one person, the objective was achieved!

Holding this conviction, they faced the Blood Clan warriors' short blades head-on.

If the shield could block it, block it; if it couldn't, so be it.

The Blood Clan warriors were beaten back step by step.

They didn't have the numbers advantage—how could they possibly stand against these iron-willed women of Taoyuan?

Soon, casualties appeared among the Blood Clan warriors entangled by silk threads.

With every kill, these women would excitedly shout aloud.

Every shout made the Blood Clan warriors' whole bodies tremble.