Chapter 781

Hu Xiaotian saw this guy's arm stretch out like a spring, breaking into a cold sweat from shock, not even bothering with the spiral thrust, he tossed it aside and engaged in close combat with the black corpse, his Profound Darkness Yin Wind Claw grabbing for the opponent's pulse point.

The black corpse had no intention of dodging; Hu Xiaotian seized its wrist, feeling icy and slick in his palm, with no normal human warmth; the black corpse's wrist suddenly tapered, Hu Xiaotian could no longer hold on, watching its claw slip from his palm and straight for his throat.

Hu Xiaotian's move was also incredibly fast; he released the wrist, grabbed the opponent's palm, and with his right hand simultaneously restrained the black corpse's left hand, their hands clasped, the black corpse's elbow suddenly bent impossibly backward, striking Hu Xiaotian's ribs hard with the elbow.

Hu Xiaotian never imagined the opponent could attack this way, arms soft as boneless, able to bend freely at any angle. He lifted his leg to kick the opponent's groin, but the opponent pressed close, legs twining like ivy around Hu Xiaotian's legs, arms wrapping around his arms.

Hu Xiaotian silently cursed his mistake; he never should have chosen close combat, ending up using his weakness against the opponent's strength.

Meanwhile, Zong Tang and the white corpse were engaged in a hard clash; though the white corpse's body was slight, its strength was fierce and powerful, its claws like blades, raining down on Zong Tang like a sudden storm, seeming intent on tearing him to pieces.

Zong Tang stood firm as a rock; no matter how fierce the opponent's attacks, he stood his ground, meeting them with heavy punches; although his clothes and skin were torn in several places, his injuries were not serious, his tactic simple: he hardly threw punches, but whenever his fist landed, he aimed to break the opponent's bones and snap tendons.

Huo Shengnan saw Hu Xiaotian in danger and prepared to aim and shoot at the black corpse, but the black corpse and Hu Xiaotian's bodies were entwined; seeing Huo Shengnan about to shoot an arrow, the black corpse spun, rolling Hu Xiaotian along with it across the ground.

Huo Shengnan couldn't hit the target accurately, she stepped forward with an arrow step, lifted the spiral thrust with her toe, grabbed it with her right hand mid-air, dove down from half-height, and fiercely stabbed at the black corpse's head.

The black corpse and Hu Xiaotian were like conjoined twins; as it twisted its body, it moved Hu Xiaotian's body, turning the original target of the spiral thrust into Hu Xiaotian's head.

Huo Shengnan, startled, hastily retracted the spiral thrust, its tip slamming the ground nearby, then she pushed off and leapt up again.

Hu Xiaotian took the opportunity, tilting his head back, and slammed it hard into the black corpse's face; unexpectedly, the black corpse's neck bent like a turtle's, reaching around to the back of his head, so his strike hit nothing; his forehead hit the hard ground with a bang—, seeing stars, nearly passing out.

The black corpse's legs coiled around Hu Xiaotian's legs, twisting hard to try to snap his leg bones.

Hu Xiaotian recalled the night he encountered the violet lightning giant python at Dog Head Mountain's Peach Blossom Pool; this black corpse's flexibility surpassed even that snake, making it more formidable. Though they each controlled the other's hands, the black corpse's elbows could still attack, while Hu Xiaotian lacked that ability. After several blows from the black corpse, two ribs on his left side were broken. Hu Xiaotian silently lamented his usual good fortune, never expecting to capsize in a gutter today, ending up only able to endure blows passively.

Huo Shengnan raised the spiral thrust again to stab the black corpse's back; this time she applied the previous experience, approaching slowly, then when she was still three cun from the back she suddenly exerted force—but even so, as the spiral thrust was about to pierce the black corpse's body, his whole body twisted aside, exposing Hu Xiaotian's heart instead.

Huo Shengnan fortunately held back her strength, managing to keep the spiral thrust from moving.

At this moment the black corpse freed one leg from Hu Xiaotian, and taking advantage of Huo Shengnan's inattention, it coiled like a venomous snake around her ankle, yanking hard; Huo Shengnan lost her footing, cried out, and fell to the ground. She discarded the spiral thrust, drew a dagger, and stabbed at the leg of the black corpse that was wrapped around her ankle.

The black corpse twisted its leg, causing Huo Shengnan's and Hu Xiaotian's bodies to collide; the dagger in her hand slipped off target and mistakenly stabbed Hu Xiaotian's thigh root with a puff—.

Hu Xiaotian screamed in pain; Huo Shengnan feared that if she shifted inward another cun, she would strike his vital spot.

The black corpse used its limb joints to lock Hu Xiaotian and Huo Shengnan together; Hu Xiaotian strained with both hands to break free, but if this continued, both he and Huo Shengnan would be strangled to death by the black corpse.

A strange suction emanated from the black corpse's palm; Hu Xiaotian felt that his and the corpse's pressed palms were like tiny openings, his internal energy in the meridians gushing out continuously into the corpse's body.

Hu Xiaotian was greatly alarmed; the black corpse was clearly drawing his internal energy, and if his internal energy were sucked away, he would lose all ability to resist and might even die from exhaustion. He struggled with all his might, but the harder he struggled, the faster his internal energy drained.

Huo Shengnan's dagger accidentally wounded Hu Xiaotian, filling her heart with guilt; seeing Hu Xiaotian's eyes wide open, his gaze full of panic, not knowing what had happened to him, she still thought she had just badly injured him. Huo Shengnan gritted her teeth, pulled the dagger from Hu Xiaotian's thigh, preparing to stab the black-clothed person again, but before she could finish the motion, the black-clothed person's knee pressed against her arm, immobilizing it and forcing the arm holding the dagger toward Hu Xiaotian's body.

Seeing the dagger about to reach between his legs, Hu Xiaotian's soul fled in terror; any closer and it would endanger his vital spot.

Huo Shengnan, fearing to wound Hu Xiaotian again, loosened her grip; the dagger clanged to the ground—, and the black corpse's knee suddenly exerted force, squeezing her right hand between Hu Xiaotian's legs.

Hu Xiaotian's heart leapt in shock—'Done for! My vital spot is in Huo Shengnan's hands!'

The black corpse used its expertise in close combat to lock Hu Xiaotian and Huo Shengnan; relying solely on its own hands and feet was obviously insufficient, so it also needed to intertwine and lock their limbs, which resulted in Huo Shengnan's right hand being pressed between Hu Xiaotian's legs, using Hu Xiaotian's legs to trap her right hand to prevent her from attacking again.

Huo Shengnan's right hand was squeezed between Hu Xiaotian's legs; the posture was indeed unbecoming, but in a life-or-death moment she didn't think much, her left leg could still move, and she struck the black corpse's body with her knee. However, close-quarters combat was not her forte; striking the black corpse's body was like striking rotten wood.

The black corpse's body grew tighter and tighter, the three people's limbs entwined, they clung together in a mass; Hu Xiaotian's hands stuck to the black corpse, Huo Shengnan's half body was sandwiched between them, her right leg trapped by the black corpse, her right hand pressed tightly between Hu Xiaotian's legs, she faintly felt something odd in her palm, a scorching hard thing was rapidly swelling; at first Huo Shengnan didn't realize what it was, but as the change in her palm became more obvious, she finally guessed what it was, her pretty face instantly flushed red; fortunately her face was smeared with soot, so no one could see her complexion change. She strained to pull her right hand out, and as she moved it back and forth, Hu Xiaotian suffered terribly, "Huo Shengnan, Huo Shengnan, how are you still rubbing?!"

Huo Shengnan's face had already reddened to the base of her neck; she was both ashamed and anxious, never expecting that Hu Xiaotian this bastard was actually a fake eunuch; in her panic, she lost her composure, the black corpse seized the opportunity, its arm elbow suddenly bent, wrapping her entirely in its embrace; Huo Shengnan was thus sandwiched between it and Hu Xiaotian, although she managed to pull her right hand free at that moment, her body ended up pressed face-to-face with Hu Xiaotian, and she noticed that the change in Hu Xiaotian's legs seemed even more obvious.

Normally Hu Xiaotian might still be able to restrain his physiological urges, but now he was in a life-or-death moment; his internal energy surged away like a bursting dam flood, his overall control naturally weakened considerably. For example, many people lose bladder control when frightened; Hu Xiaotian hadn't sunk that low, but part of him had already lost autonomic control, swelling indiscriminately; now that his life was almost gone, he had no leisure to "raise the yin and lower the yang". Seeing Huo Shengnan's face completely red, embarrassed beyond self-control, Hu Xiaotian silently cursed, this female general actually still had the presence of mind to be shy at such a time; he shouted loudly: "Poison mist bomb! Poison mist bomb!"

Huo Shengnan only came to her senses after his shout; the right hand she had just freed grabbed two poison mist bombs from her waist pouch, she crushed them directly in her palm, Lan-colored smoke spread out, instantly enveloping the three of them.

The black corpse's arm suddenly tightened, the three pressed even more closely together; Hu Xiaotian saw the black corpse's two arms suddenly swell, becoming almost twice as thick as before, and the speed at which his internal energy drained outward also noticeably increased; it seemed the poison mist bomb had no effect on him at all.

The black corpse split its lips, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, its eyes gleaming with a greenish light as it fixed on Huo Shengnan's snowy white neck, opening its jaws ready to bite.

Huo Shengnan suddenly lifted her chin, the back of her head slammed hard into the black corpse's face; the corpse's face caved in on impact, but the instant the back of her head pulled away, the corpse's face miraculously reinflated like a balloon, its body practically like a rubber doll.

Although Huo Shengnan's counterattack had inflicted no injury on the black corpse, this impact nevertheless triggered a faint undulation in the corpse's internal energy.

Hu Xiaotian felt the powerful suction emanating from inside the black corpse's body suddenly pause for a moment; he hurriedly tried to draw back his internal energy, using the Formless Divine Skill to draw the remnant internal energy in his body back into his dantian. (To be continued~^~)