At this moment, the wooden puppet had two more arms, and its red eyes slowly looked at Yan Wuxin, and in an instant, the four-handed wooden puppet attacked Yan Wuxin again, and Yan Wuxin also felt a lot of pressure.

The wooden puppet hit with both arms, and the small arms of the [child] resisted, and as expected, there was another crack in the arms, and at this time, without retracting the arms, the other two arms of the wooden puppet attacked from the other direction, and the attack was stronger than before.

The power of the previous two arms had already caused cracks in the arms of the [child], and at this moment, Yan Wuxin naturally did not dare to let the [child] resist the other two punches, and "retreated" Yan Wuxin thought decisively.

However, the wooden puppet should use its fists as claws, and its claws firmly clasp the arms of [Child], obviously trying to make [Child] force his other two punches, and this is also the advantage of four arms.

"It's annoying. Yan Wuxin couldn't help but curse secretly.

The soul filament moved down, slowly came to the [child] arm, the soul power in the sea of qi in the body flowed out, and the sixfold soul power disappeared twice in an instant, and a bright light on the arm of the [child] lit up, under Yan Wuxin's control, the [child] also opened his palm, and a light condensed in front of his palm, the light became brighter and brighter, and the pale yellow light gradually condensed into a dagger.

Soul Array: Spirit Sword.

Yan Wuxin couldn't wait to try it after learning this soul array, and the object of the attempt was naturally his only puppet [child]. The first attempt, even with the help of ancient books, can be regarded as basically mastering this soul array, but when it comes to carving on the arm of the [child], it still fails many times. Compared with white paper or carved soul cloth, the place where the puppet can depict the soul array is not flat, or relatively speaking, I don't want to depict it on the white paper so easily, of course, unless your puppet is square, so this leads to the fact that it is not as easy to depict the soul array on the puppet as imagined, but with Yan Wuxin's many efforts, he finally succeeded once, but he didn't expect that the unintentional move at that time would come in handy now.

Therefore, if the quality of things is not in the long run, who can say clearly? It's like wasting a lot of time for the puppet to carve out the soul array at that time, but it became a big help for Yan Wuxin at this time, so there are no absolutes in the world, probably that's the reason.

But it was clearly a dagger in the child's hand, not a sword. No way, due to his own soul power, condensing into this dagger has already consumed Yan Wuxin's two soul powers, according to his estimates, if he wants to gather into a sword, then the soul power consumed should not be less than five, then the soul power in his sea of qi will be consumed, if this is the case, presumably the wooden man alley after it will not be so easy to get out of the alley.

But even the dagger was enough at this time, the flame dagger was held in the hand of the [child], and in the face of the two punches attacked by the wooden puppet, the dagger hooked back.

The wooden puppet grabbed the hands of the [child] and instinctively wanted to let go, but before he let go of the arm of the [child], the soul silk of Yan Wuxin's left finger trembled slightly, and the left arm of the [child] bent, due to the relationship between the accompanying silk, the left arm of the [child] appeared more flexible, the left hand reached out, and the small hand of the [child] held the big hand of the wooden puppet.

Small hands hold big hands.

The arm that was originally withdrawn backwards was grasped by the [child], and at this time, Yan Wuxin's body retreated, and the soul silk of his right palm pulled, and the right hand of the [child] slashed forward, and the dagger in his hand brought a burst of residual flames, and the fiery red dagger instantly slashed through the palm of the wooden puppet.

Like cutting paper, the dagger rises to the palm of the hand and cuts the arm.

At this moment, Yan Wuxin's figure had retreated, and the dagger that had been slashed towards the sword was also held by the [child] and retreated, accompanied by a sound in the air, the arms of the wooden puppet collided, and Yan Wuxin had retreated to the wall with the [child].

At this moment, one of the arms of the wooden puppet is like a cracked piece of wood, and many wooden thorns protrude, which looks particularly funny, in Yan Wuxin's surprised gaze, I saw that the arm of the wooden puppet slowly fell off from his waist, as if abandoned by the wooden puppet, it should be said that it is more appropriate to give up. Then the red light in the eyes of the wooden puppet seemed to dim a lot, and at this time the wooden puppet still had three arms.

The red light flashed in his eyes, and the wooden puppet stepped on the ground on tiptoe, and his body suddenly swept towards Yan Wuxin.

"So fast. Yan Wuxin clearly felt that the wooden puppet after giving up one arm was much faster than before.

Looking at the three arms of the wooden puppet, Yan Wuxin's eyes moved slightly, he gritted his teeth, and his body also swept towards the wooden puppet, and when Yan Wuxin's body and [Child] walked together, Yan Wuxin's fingertips pulled the soul silk, and [Child] and Yan Wuxin walked towards the wooden puppet together, as if the two of them were side by side, hand in hand.

The wooden puppet shifted its gaze, and its gaze slowly shifted to Yan Wuxin.

Yan Wuxin's heart froze, and he couldn't help but think: "Sure enough, the wooden puppet is people-oriented. ”

When Yan Wuxin jumped up before, the puppet's sudden change of attack target made Yan Wuxin suspicious, at this time, [Child] attacked the wooden puppet at the same time as himself, and the wooden puppet's turn of head showed this point even more, and Yan Wuxin wanted exactly that.

The wooden puppet clasped his hands together, and the other arm hit Yan Wuxin, the strange posture made Yan Wuxin stunned, but in the face of the wooden puppet close at hand, it was obvious that this was not the time to be distracted.

The already not wide alley was even narrower because [Child] and Yan Wuxin walked side by side, at this time, Yan Wuxin's toes tapped the wooden wall, and his body leaned to the left, and [Child] was pulled by Yan Wuxin, and his body was to the right.

One left and one right, one person and one puppet instantly swap positions.

And the wooden puppet turned its head again, the offensive changed again, changed direction, and hit Yan Wuxin again with a punch.

And the head of the wooden puppet slowly shifts.

"It's now. Yan Wuxin said softly in his heart.

The wooden puppet's gaze was still above the [Child] at this time, and the dagger in the hand of the [Child] slowly raised, and the dagger was held by the [Child] behind his hand, and the back stabbed out.

And the wooden puppet's gaze turned to Yan Wuxin, and there happened to be a dead corner in his sight, and the dagger slashed across the wooden puppet's chest, and the wooden puppet's punch also hit Yan Wuxin, pulling over the [child], the dagger in the hand of the [child] disappeared instantly, the small hand turned into a fist, a punch was punched, the two fists were opposed, and another empty sound sounded, and the crack on the [child's] arm expanded a lot.

At this time, the two fists were opposed, the palms of the wooden puppet stood horizontally in front of the chest, the palms opened, and the palms were drawn towards Yan Wuxin, Yan Wuxin's left hand fingers moved slightly at this time, and the right hand was punched forward, and the open palm came to the [child], the child's left arm was raised, and the left palm was a claw, grabbing towards the palm.

The palm of the hand swiped and fell into the palm of the [child], and the little finger on the small palm of the [child] was broken in response, and the palm did not go further, at this moment the red eyes of the wooden puppet stared at Yan Wuxin, Yan Wuxin punched out, and the other palm of the wooden puppet also stroked towards Yan Wuxin.

Yan Wuxin's hand and the puppet's hand slashed, without intersecting, and the target of both hands was the other's chest.

At this time, due to the previous [child] dagger, a gap has been cut under the hollow in the wooden man's chest, through which the yellow light in the wooden puppet's body can be clearly seen, and Yan Wuxin's target is this yellow soul stone, the core of the puppet.

However, it is clear that the Wooden Golem has longer arms, or that the Wooden Golem has a greater speed advantage.

"No, it's too late. Yan Wuxin instantly had a judgment, the soul silk on the tip of his right finger disappeared instantly, and the right arm of the [child] slowly hung down, and the left arm of the wooden puppet hit Yan Wuxin again.

A palm, a punch instantly came to Yan Wuxin's body.

Because of the palm crossed by the wooden puppet, the outer shirt on Yan Wuxin's chest slowly broke as if it had been cut by a blade, and the palm of the wooden puppet was still thinking about Yan Wuxin's attack, you can imagine what would happen if this palm was completely crossed by Yan Wuxin's chest.

Closer, closer.

The clothes on Yan Wuxin's chest were completely torn apart by his palm, and a bloodshot had already appeared on Yan Wuxin's chest.

Soul Silk.

Yan Wuxin's right fingertip soul silk appeared instantly, and the movement of the wooden puppet stopped instantly, and the palm of the wooden puppet did not go any further, and the blood filament did not continue to expand, as for the punch that the wooden puppet then swung out, it also stopped in the air.

Looking at the yellow soul stone that was slowly pulled out by the soul silk, Yan Wuxin couldn't help but take a breath, and then sat down on the ground.

Previously, Yan Wuxin knew that if he took out the soul stone with his hands again, he would definitely be injured, so Yan Wuxin made a decision and did something that he was extremely familiar with, just like helping the rat catcher to exchange the soul stone back then, Yan Wuxin used the soul silk to pull out the soul stone in the body of the wooden puppet.

When the soul stone leaves the wooden puppet, the puppet's movements will naturally stop.

At this moment, feeling the faint pain in his chest, Yan Wuxin found that his clothes were cut by the puppet's palm, and his chest was also scratched.

"There won't be a spare this time, right?" Yan Wuxin sat on the ground, and said a little tiredly, there was no lack of hope in his heart, if there was a spare, Yan Wuxin really couldn't move.

The wooden puppet didn't move again this time, the red light in its eyes slowly disappeared, and the puppet fell in response.

This time, the soul thread on Yan Wuxin's fingertips completely dissipated, rubbed his somewhat sour fingers, and Yan Wuxin sat down in place to rest.

"It should be late at night outside, right? I wonder what Aunt Lu Dao is doing now?" Yan Wuxin thought in his heart.

"If you have nothing to do, even if you have something to sell, you will only sell me?

The woman's teasing words came to mind again, like a bright light in the dimness, and thinking of Ye Tingcheng, Yan Wuxin's tiredness was swept away, and he stood up again, and his soul appeared at his fingertips.

"Auntie, I won't sell you. ”

Yan Wuxin said in his heart like an oath, controlling the [child] in front of him, and walked forward firmly.

The road is getting wider and wider, and the alley that could only accommodate three people in parallel is now enough for at least eight people to walk in parallel, and it should not be said that it is a wooden alley to come here, and it will be more appropriate to say that it is not a wooden street, Yan Wuxin thought so in his heart.

In front of the alleyway, two wooden puppets appeared in front of Yan Wuxin.

Seeing Yan Wuxin's figure, the two wooden puppets slowly raised their heads, their eyes flashed red, their palms stretched out, and their movements were completely consistent, and then a light slowly lit up in the palms of the two puppets, and the light gathered, slowly becoming a dagger, a dagger with flames.

"Soul Array: Spirit Sword. Yan Wuxin said out loud.