North Wind paid no heed to anything else. He suddenly raised his right hand and slapped it toward the side of his own head!
As though he meant to swat that pesky little bug straight into a pulp.
Slap!
Yan Shuangzi flashed behind North Wind and fiercely seized his right wrist with her right hand.
The howling gale had indeed restricted North Wind's performance.
In the previous battles, whenever Yan Shuangzi flashed over, North Wind had always sensed the fluctuations of divine power in advance and dodged at high speed.
But this time, whether the wind wave had disrupted him or Lu Ran had distracted him, his right hand was caught firmly by Yan Shuangzi!
Both sides were incredibly fast!
North Wind fought to survive, while Yan Shuangzi fought to save her master.
She could no longer care about the Imprisoned Devil Lock. In her urgency, she relied solely on hand-to-hand combat instead, which better suited the Greedy Wolf-Vicious Hound's role and liberated her combat power.
Quick-eyed and swift-handed, she seized North Wind's left arm with her left hand as well, locking him firmly from behind.
As a God with a complete divine position, Yan Shuangzi's physical strength and overall attributes far surpassed North Wind's.
"Aaaah!" North Wind erupted with an astonishing will to survive.
He struggled madly, desperately reconstructing the divine art Shattered Wind Armor, while wildly shaking his head again.
"Damn it." Lu Ran swayed from side to side with him. Forget deploying the Divine Weapon Domain—he was nearly flung away altogether.
Yanxia Silk had done its job!
The soft flying ribbon extended without limit, looping around North Wind's forehead and the back of his head, still stretching onward.
It seemed about to turn into a headband, binding the Tiny Human Race and the Divine Idol's head together