Chapter 218

Wang Yu only felt that the place where his palm was inserted was full of empty liquid; there was no sensation of any bones or internal organs. His heart chilled, and he secretly cried "Not good."

The faint shadow's arms and legs suddenly bounced up like leather straps, grabbing Wang Yu tightly. Its limbs seemed extremely tough and possessed immense strength, locking onto him like a spider. Wang Yu shook his arms, but he actually failed to break free immediately.

The large wound on the faint shadow's chest and the spurting blood seemed to have no effect on it at all.

Almost at the same time, from the wind wall on the other side, another blood-colored startling rainbow flew out, transforming into a long, faint blood shadow on the way. Before the person even arrived, a thick, bloody scent rushed toward his face.

Wang Yu's expression changed. With a low shout, the pale golden armor covering his body collapsed and disintegrated, turning into a thick golden mist that swept toward the blood shadow.

With a "Puff" sound.

After the long blood shadow collided directly with the golden-yellow mist, although it slowed down slightly, it immediately emitted a strange "Sizzle" sound. Layers of foul-smelling green smoke rose on its surface, and it actually forcibly pushed through part of the golden-yellow mist, about to pounce onto Wang Yu's body.

Wang Yu saw this, his pupils shrank, and he suddenly took a long breath. His upper chest expanded by a circle, and then he opened his mouth. A vast, white sound wave rolled out amidst a long roar, spraying exactly onto the blood shadow that was close at hand.

The blurred blood shadow's surface instantly twisted and trembled. Its originally indistinct body became clear and real in the trembling in the blink of an eye. Zhu Wuyan's terrifying face appeared and disappeared, filled with a painful expression. However, his solidified body was now completely different from before; its surface was covered in wet, sticky liquid, as if he had smeared his whole body with fresh blood.

But the next moment, Zhu Wuyan let out a loud cry, his body blurred again under the impact of the sound wave, and he turned back into a long blood shadow, flying back at a speed that seemed three points faster than when he came.

During this brief delay, Wang Yu's roaring sound stopped, his shoulders shook suddenly, and a terrifying vibration rolled out from within his body.

The arms and legs that had been locking his body tightly could not help but loosen slightly under the impact of such immense force.

Then, Wang Yu gave another loud shout, the muscles in his two arms writhed, forcibly pushing apart the two arms that were locking his body. Then, he squatted down, his two arms blurred, and he grabbed the shadow's calf that was still clamped at his waist. Shaking his arms, a terrifying vibration was transmitted through the calf to the shadow's body, causing it to tremble violently.

But the next moment, the shadow curled its body up as if nothing had happened, and its two arms opened wide, pouncing over to hug him again, just like a piece of cowhide plaster.

Fiendishness flashed across Wang Yu's face, and the pale golden tiger head on his back suddenly opened its mouth wide.

His arms thickened, and he pushed hard toward the left and right sides.

With a "Hiss" sound.

The faint shadow's body was torn into two pieces by the immense force as if it were cowhide. A large amount of fresh blood poured down like a waterfall, but it was rolled upward by the golden-yellow mist on Wang Yu's body surface, slapping all the liquid to one side.

After the blood spilled all over the ground, Wang Yu only felt his hands were light and airy, and he couldn't help but look at the shadow corpse he had torn into two pieces in his hands.

He saw that what he was grabbing in his two hands was no body at all, but clearly two pieces of empty skin. There were no bones or internal organs inside. Apart from the large amount of blood that had filled it earlier, this faint shadow's true body was shockingly just a thin layer of human skin.

Without the filling of fresh blood, the human skin became shriveled and wrinkled, and it was impossible to even distinguish between male and female, let alone see what its original appearance had been.

Wang Yu was considered knowledgeable, but witnessing this scene, he couldn't help but change his expression greatly.

At this moment, perhaps because there was no one to control it, the blood-colored hurricane that had originally been circling Wang Yu dissipated silently.

Wang Yu couldn't help but look at Zhu Wuyan, who had reappeared not far away. He seemed to have recovered from the sound wave attack just now and was staring fixedly at Wang Yu with a venomous expression.

Clearly, he had not expected that he, having used the Blood-Drawing Great Art, would not only fail to take down his opponent but instead suffer a great loss while caught off guard.

"Swish," "Swish," "Swish."

Zhu Wuyan silently shook his sleeves, and three gray-white, fluttering human skins flew out from them. Then, he formed a seal with one hand, and the rolling blood light on his body surface swept over the three human skins.

The three human skins expanded and filled out rapidly as if being blown up, and at the same time, their surfaces began to become blurred. A moment later, three faint shadows identical to the previous ones appeared in front of Zhu Wuyan.

Wang Yu's eye corners twitched twice, and after looking at the two pieces of human skin in his hands, he immediately threw them away and shook his sleeves again.

"Whoosh," "Whoosh," "Whoosh."

Three pale red copper mirrors, each the size of a palm, flew out from his sleeves and began to circle his body slowly.

In the high sky several dozen zhang above the two, a half-foot-long semi-transparent mechanical dragonfly was silently hovering, watching every move below with its two crystal compound eyes.

At the same time, in the high sky more than ten miles away.

In a large, seemingly ordinary mass of white mist, another mechanical dragonfly was hovering with its wings fluttering, spraying a clear phantom from its two compound eyes; it was shockingly the very void where Wang Yu was located.

Two women, one in yellow palace attire and one in a pink long dress, were looking at the phantom scene manifested before them with different expressions. Clearly, the fight just now had been seen clearly by both women through the eyes of the mechanical dragonfly.

"No wonder that madman Zhu Wuyan didn't continue to chase down; it turns out he ran into an opponent who has cultivated body-refining arts to such a realm. Is he really a disciple of your Four Symbols Sect?" The woman in the pink long dress saw this and suddenly chuckled, asking the woman beside her casually. Her mouth merely curled up, causing everything around to lose its color.

"Of course he is a disciple of this sect; didn't you see him wearing the Four Symbols Sect's attire?" The woman in the yellow palace attire wore a veil and replied with a straight face, but the gaze looking at the scene before her couldn't help but flash with a trace of trance.

"Fellow Daoist Ximen, looking at your expression, you seem to know this person. But as far as I know, the two Qi Refinement true disciples the Four Symbols Sect sent in this time don't seem to include this person. Don't tell me this person is just an ordinary disciple of the Four Symbols Sect." The woman in the pink long dress looked at the woman in the yellow palace attire and said faintly.

"Hmph, whether I know him or not, I don't seem to have the need to answer. Our cooperation agreement should have ended as soon as we killed that monster on the island, right?" The woman in the yellow palace attire replied coldly, shaking her sleeves. The light in the eyes of the mechanical dragonfly before her dimmed, and the sprayed scene collapsed and vanished, then it flew into the sleeve of the woman in the yellow palace attire.

"What do you want to do?" The woman in the pink long dress saw this, a trace of strange color flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her voice asked coldly.

"Of course, go over to help. If he alone can fight back and forth with that madman, if someone else helps, it shouldn't be a difficult task to drive that madman away, and perhaps there's even a possibility of killing that fiend. You wouldn't want to be chased relentlessly by this madman all the way, would you?" The woman in the yellow palace attire replied without hesitation.

"So that's how it is. Fellow Daoist Nangong, you have disappointed me too much; you actually want to help a man. Since that's the case, I cannot let you leave."

The woman in the pink long dress heard this, sighed, shook her double sleeves, and a purple-gold shield flew out from her body. At the same time, a small blue banner flag appeared above her head.

Although this woman only had Qi Refinement cultivation, she could actually drive two magic artifacts at the same time.

"I knew early on that you crazy woman are also a madman." The woman in the yellow palace attire saw this, the face behind the veil became very ugly, and she said fiercely. Similarly, she flipped one hand, and a white round plate appeared in her hand. At the same time, with a "Croak" sound from her shoulder, a golden toad phantom several inches in size appeared silently.

(The climax plot is too brain-burning, and I'm a bit stuck. It's so late that I finished this chapter; the second chapter definitely won't make it. Today can only be one chapter, oh.)