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Yanyang picked up the flute, put it to his mouth and started playing.
The sound of the flute was lingering around, making Lin Feng feel a surge of energy and blood for a moment.
When Yan Yang saw this scene, he felt a little proud in his heart.
Although his cultivation is at the Supreme Realm, his strength is actually not as strong as that of the Supreme Realm, but he can still become the most effective subordinate of God King Taotie.
A big part of the reason for this is because of the sound of the flute!
After all, others need close combat to fight, but he only needs to play the flute to fight.
In the process of one ebb and flow, his strength has naturally become much stronger.
So when he saw Lin Feng's energy and blood surging, a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It looks like Lin Feng is going to lose!
At this moment, he found a smile suddenly appeared on Lin Feng's face, and then the whole person quickly disappeared.
This made him stunned, and the sound of the flute suddenly stopped at this time.
Suddenly, Lin Feng appeared in front of Yan Yang and punched him in the stomach.
¡°Yuck!¡±
Yan Yang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Lin Feng in front of him with a surprised look on his face.
Logically speaking, Lin Feng should have qi and blood surging. In this case, he would not be able to control his body so well.
But why could Lin Feng come to him so quickly when nothing happened?
"I already knew how powerful your flute sound was yesterday! Otherwise, I wouldn't have let the dragon evil leave, so I would have dealt with you myself!"
Lin Feng looked at the surprised Yan Yang with a proud smile on his face.
Yesterday, he did feel his energy and blood boiling after hearing the sound of Yan Yang's flute, but because of the thunder talisman, he could control his energy and blood.
In this case, Yanyang's flute will have no impact on him at all.
Yan Yang quickly withdrew a distance, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Lin Feng with infinite murderous intent in his eyes.
I saw him wave his hand and pick up the flute again.
Since the sound of the flute cannot make your blood boil, then let you fall into an illusion!
Yan Yang thought of this, picked up the flute, and started playing it again.
Boiling Qi and Blood is Yan Yang¡¯s first skill.
And making people fall into illusion is his second martial skill.
In his opinion, even if Lin Feng had the ability to avoid his blood boiling, he could not avoid falling into an illusion.
Because this is his specialty!
The long sound of the flute reached Lin Feng's ears, causing Lin Feng's expression to change and his whole expression to become distorted.
¡°Immediately afterwards, I saw Lin Feng struggling continuously, wailing in pain, as if he had seen something terrible.
Yan Yang was very proud when he saw this scene.
"Hmph! So what if you can stop my blood boiling? You can't resist my martial arts move!"
Yan Yang said with a smile on his face. Thinking of this, he stepped towards Lin Feng. The flute in his hand also transformed into a knife at this moment.
As long as Lin Feng¡¯s head is chopped off, he will win!
But when he was about to swing his knife down, he suddenly found that his knife turned into a long snake, wrapping him directly.
And Lin Feng also slowly melted at this moment, turning into a puddle of unknown things, trapping him in place.
"Thiswhat is going on?"
When Yan Yang saw this scene, his expression changed slightly, why did Lin Feng become like this?
He was just under an illusion, he must have suffered a mental breakdown! How could it turn into a puddle of mud?
And you should chop down Lin Feng with your sword! Why did it turn into a snake?
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Yanyang¡¯s pupils shrank suddenly, as if he thought of something, he looked around hurriedly, but couldn¡¯t see anything.
Suddenly, he saw a long sword stabbing directly behind him. He lowered his head and found that the blade had been exposed from his chest, and blood was dripping down.
Under the influence of pain, he found that everything around him was constantly collapsing.
That long snake, that beach can't stop youMissing.
Some are just extremely painful!
"I really didn't expect you to actually play illusions! To be honest, I'm really not very good at illusions! But no matter how bad I am, I can kill you!"
Behind Yan Yang, Lin Feng's voice rang out, and the sword was slowly drawn out,
This caused Yanyang's body to continuously flow out blood, and he staggered forward a few steps, and then slowly turned around.
At this time, he saw Lin Feng holding the Xingtian Sword in his hand and looking at him with a smile on his face.
Lin Feng's body was still clad in white robes like snow, and he looked like a banished immortal descending to earth.
The breeze blew by, causing his clothes to float, adding to his handsomeness.
"Youwhen did you let me fall under the illusion?"
Yan Yang asked Lin Feng with a surprised look on his face, wanting to know when he fell under the illusion.
Shouldn¡¯t it be Lin Feng who fell into the illusion?
"When? The moment you play the flute!"
Lin Feng chuckled and flew in front of him and said: "If it were before, I might have been hit by your illusion! But it's different now!"
After saying that, Lin Feng tapped Yan Yang's head, causing Yan Yang to fall down and fall directly to the ground.
If Lin Feng had not obtained the soul talisman and had not been hit by Kong Ming's illusion, Yan Yang's illusion might have had some effect on him.
"It's a pity that Lin Feng has the soul talisman.
The strength of the illusion is determined by the soul of the practitioner. The stronger the soul, the stronger the mental power, and the more terrifying the illusion.
Although Yan Yang¡¯s soul is powerful, it is still far behind Lin Feng who has the soul talisman!
Therefore, if he casts illusion in front of Lin Feng, he will only lose!
Looking at Yan Yang who fell to the ground, Lin Feng didn't stop too much, but turned around and left directly, heading towards the main hall.
Fenghou should be in the main hall now, I don¡¯t know what the situation is!
On the way, Lin Feng also encountered Dragon Evil and Lunar Eclipse. When Lunar Eclipse saw Lin Feng appear, his pupils suddenly opened wide, with surprise in his eyes.
"Yan Yanyang actually lost? Are you kidding me! Isn't this guy's cultivation level at the level of a talented spirit king? How could he beat Yanyang?"
Moon Eclipse said with a surprised look on his face, which made Long Sha couldn't help but chuckle.
"If you are an ordinary person, your Spirit King level cultivation will indeed not be able to defeat the Supreme level cultivation level! But this one is Master Ancient Beast! He is not an ordinary person! Besides, there is one more thing you need to know!"
At this time, Long Sha suddenly chuckled, and the person quickly passed in front of the moon like a shadow. Unexpectedly, a short knife appeared in his hand, and the short knife was stained with blood.
"The person who is more powerful than his cultivation looks like is not just Master Ancient Beast!"
Long Sha said aloud and stepped forward, leaving Yue Xiang holding his throat and falling to the ground in surprise! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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