Chapter 487 Mutual Carelessness

Slept well in the middle of the night, and there were a lot of servants guarding the Wujiazhuang. No one expected that someone would dare to attack in the middle of the night.

Yang Yiyi was also anxious when she came out of the room. She didn't dress properly at all. Anyway, the weather was not cold now, so she ran out in a single layer of clothes.

If it were normal, she would wear a lion hair collar on her neck that was invulnerable to cold and heat, and the snake head on the snake staff would probably not be able to pierce it. But now Yang Yiyi, who was wearing only a single layer of clothes, had no protection at all.

She didn't expect the other party to have such an operation at all. Yang Yiyi only felt a chill on her neck, and then a slight tingling pain came.

The witch saw that it was safe. The paralysis poison on the snake staff was enough to knock down a buffalo. As long as it was touched a little, Yang Yiyi would be unable to move.

At this time, Yang Yiyi's whole body flashed with golden light, and the extreme Vajra Gong in the running state bounced the snake head that bit Yang Yiyi's neck away together with the snake staff. The force was so great that the witch almost couldn't catch the snake staff.

Yang Yiyi took the opportunity to bully the witch again, hitting her three times, and the shield protecting the witch was slightly deformed, as if it could be broken with more effort.

But it became very difficult to try harder.

Yang Yiyi felt that her hands and feet seemed to be getting more and more uncontrollable and heavy. When she swung the fourth time, she could no longer stand steadily.

With a clang, the steel mace fell to the ground. Yang Yiyi barely grabbed another steel mace and tried her best to support her body without falling down, but it didn't look like she had the strength to continue fighting.

The witch was relieved. Just now, seeing Yang Yiyi still able to fight, he thought she was immune to all poisons, but it turned out that her physical fitness was too good, and the poison took a step slower to take effect.

The self-defense ability of the Extreme Vajra Art is extremely strong, and the attribute of tendons and bones not only increases brute force, but also increases the ability to resist beatings. Let's put it this way, Yang Yiyi will not be injured even if she is hit by a car.

But the Extreme Vajra Art cannot prevent poison.

Yang Yiyi's physical resistance is now equivalent to full, but her poison resistance is not high. She can only rely on her strong physical ability to hold on. If it is a general poison, she can hold on for a while, but if she encounters the poison of Southern Xinjiang, she will be really helpless.

What the Central Plains martial arts are most afraid of in Southern Xinjiang is witchcraft and poison.

Yang Yiyi felt as if all the strength in her body had been drained away. The most terrible thing was the unprecedented strong paralysis. Her whole body was stiff as a whole piece, as if her joints would not move.

This can be said to be Yang Yiyi's carelessness. It was indeed the first time she really faced the witch face to face, but Yang Yiyi had also heard of the witch in Southern Xinjiang, but she didn't think of defending herself at all.

When the witch saw that Yang Yiyi couldn't move, he began to sway left and right like a shaman.

A witch is a special kind of spellcaster who communicates with the world through rituals or dances. A magician casts spells with his fingers to make casting gestures, and a witch is naturally really a shaman.

Although the other party may not mean this, dancing to Yang Yiyi who can't move is somewhat ironic.

Seeing that the opponent was about to finish her off, Yang Yiyi immediately counterattacked with the only part of her body that could move.

For example, her mouth.

"Hah!"

With the help of the Tiger Roaring Skill, the air was shaken slightly by this roar, and the dust on the ground was blown up by the violent sound waves.

Wu Zhu also made the same mistake and was careless.

She thought that Yang Yiyi was poisoned and could be slaughtered by others because she could not move. She was not prepared at all that Yang Yiyi could actually use sound skills.

After all, sound skills are not easy to learn, and not many people know this, so it is normal not to be prepared.

But don't forget that this group of people from Nanjiang attacked Wujiazhuang, and Wujiazhuang is best at sound skills.

Knowing this and not being prepared, it can only be said that it is my own fault, and it is the same as Yang Yiyi.

The strongest point of sound skills is not its power, nor its range attack ability, but the difficulty of defense.

The shield that can withstand Yang Yiyi's several attacks has eye-catching ripples, and it is completely unable to stop the sound wave attack.

The witch who was performing the ritual was hit by Yang Yiyi's full-strength Tiger Roaring Skill. He couldn't jump on the spot, and his whole body was bent like a shrimp.

Perhaps because the scarf was uncomfortable, the witch hurriedly pulled off the black cloth covering his face and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Yang Yiyi then noticed that the witch was not very old. She looked like a girl of sixteen or seventeen at most, and she was even pretty.

But even if she looked like a fairy, she couldn't ignore the other party's behavior of wanting to kill her.

In theory, a Tiger Roaring Skill is enough to shock people with weak internal strength to death, not to mention that Yang Yiyi didn't hold back at all this time, and it was a full-strength performance.

However, the witch must have some unique way to protect his body. It's true that he spit out a mouthful of blood, and it's also true that the whole person seemed to have been drained of strength and sat on the ground, but he didn't die on the spot.

Yang Yiyi couldn't move now. She just used the Tiger Roaring Skill and needed to adjust her breath. There was no way to make up for it. The sound waves of the Tiger Roaring Skill made the Wuzhu's internal organs feel like they were overturned by the sea. He couldn't even lift the snake staff, and he couldn't resist.

The two sides were half-kneeling and squatting on the ground, staring at each other, as if they wanted to kill each other with their eyes.

"Protect the Wuzhu!"

"Hurry up and bring Miss Yang back!"

However, they were not the only two at the scene. The surrounding black-clothed people and the servants of Wujiazhuang rushed up to rescue them.

The Wuzhu has a very high status in Southern Xinjiang. He is the second in command after the clan leader. Even on some special matters, the clan leader has to listen to the Wuzhu.

Yang Yiyi was a guest invited back by Wu Shaoyi himself. As a martial arts family, Wujiazhuang could not even protect its guests. It would indeed become famous, although it was not the way they wanted.

One was an important person with a high status, and the other was a guest who had something wrong and Wujiazhuang would not be able to see anyone in the future. People from both sides rushed up and fought again.

Of course, they did not forget to save people even though they were fighting.

Yang Yiyi was carried by two maids, one of whom carried her upper body and the other carried her feet. While the servants were blocking the black-clothed man, they carried Yang Yiyi back.

Wuzhu was picked up by a black-clothed man, but the servants' attack was too fierce and it was inconvenient to carry her, so he changed to carrying her on his shoulders like a towel.

Although it was to save people, the style of the painting was not right. One looked like a pig being carried away to boil water, and the other looked like a rice bag being carried away...

However, Yang Yiyi could not say these things. She could not even move her mouth now, and only her eyes could move. I watched the witch being carried away and disappeared under the obstruction of a large group of black-clad men.

"Miss Yang, eat this quickly."

At this time, Wu Shaoyi also led people to rush to the martial arts arena. Seeing Yang Yiyi being carried back, her whole body was as stiff as a piece of wood, she quickly took out a bottle of pills.

Wu Shaoyi came so slowly, but she didn't slack off. There was blood on her face. She must have been attacked and killed all the way here.