% d 7% cf% d 3% c 4% b 8% f3 In the blink of an eye, such a sudden change had occurred.
It was truly hard to imagine.
Zhou Feng was astonished and almost cried out in pain, "Lord Hanyue!"
He was worried about Han Yue, but in fact, he was even more worried about his own safety.
"Lord Hanyue, how are you?"
There was no response in front of him.
However, he clearly understood the principle of being cold without lips.
Thus, he hesitated for a moment, clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and ran toward the cloud of dust.
"Hurry up …"
Only then did Ye Xue Yi's complexion improve a little. She propped herself up and said anxiously,
"Demon fox, Spiritshadow, some of the opponents have gone over to help. Which of you two still have the strength? Hurry up and help Brother Zifeng."
The demon fox coughed and stared at the situation over there. Suddenly, she opened her mouth.
"No need."
"What do you mean no need? Demon fox, looking at your current condition, you can clearly still move."
A trace of anger appeared on Ye Xue Yi's pretty face.
When he was fighting against the corpse ghost, Spiritshadow had been guarding the heart of the formation the entire time, so he had undoubtedly suffered the most damage. As for the demon fox, she was guarding the corner of the formation, so her injuries weren't that serious.
"No, no, I look worse than I actually am. Moreover, if what Ye Feng said just now was true, then it would be a situation where he jumped through the ranks. If the excess spiritual energy in his body doesn't evaporate, then he might go berserk. Therefore, the current him is probably worrying about not having a place to vent. If I try my best to help him, it will ruin his good fortune."
"This …" Jumping through the ranks. "
Hearing this, Ye Xue Yi was startled. She looked towards a place not far away with some doubt and frowned.
In terms of experience, she really couldn't compare to Spiritshadow and Demon Fox.
However, she calmed herself down and thought about it carefully. Then, she felt a wave of absent-mindedness.
Breaking through in battle was not easy to begin with, yet Ye Feng was still able to jump through the ranks. It was simply unbelievable.
… ….
Zhou Feng charged into the dust with an extremely anxious expression.
"Lord Han Yue, Lord Han Yue …"
He suddenly raised his head, only to see Ye Feng holding Han Yue's shoulder in his hand and fiercely pouring it into the rock wall, leaving behind a long human-shaped mark that was at least an inch deep.
At this moment, an indescribable pain flashed through Han Yue's beautiful eyes. Blood flowed from her forehead and down her cheeks.
"The fourth level of the Martial Disciple realm …"
She let out a few deep breaths, and her expression was still filled with disbelief.
As the master of a dead town, she was forced to use all her trump cards by an outsider. Caught off guard, she was ambushed by Ye Feng. It wasn't a big deal.
However, a cultivator at the fourth level of the Martial Disciple realm had stepped into the middle level of the Martial Disciple realm, and his spiritual energy had already had the effect of hurting his lungs.
It was also because of this that she suffered such heavy injuries at this moment.
Without a doubt, this was definitely the humiliation of Han Yue's life.
Zhou Feng finally understood why Han Yue did not give a response. She was probably so angry that her lungs were about to explode. How could she still be in the mood to listen to what he was saying?
"Lady Hanyue, I'm coming to help you."
Zhou Feng gritted his teeth as a resolute look flashed across his eyes.
If something were to happen to Han Yue, he would die anyway. Since that was the case, he might as well take the opportunity to fight.
"How laughable. Just now, when I was at the third level of the Martial Disciple realm, you were already no match for me. Now that I've jumped to the fourth level of the Martial Disciple realm, can you beat me?"
Ye Feng turned around and looked at him coldly. Seeing that he was rushing forward without a care for his life, he looked at him and then at Han Yue. He saw that the other party had suddenly placed the jade flute at his waist.
His heart immediately understood, and a thought surfaced in his mind. Thus, he didn't say anything more and wiped the magic crystal ring on his hand. An Ice Emperor Sword fell into his hand. A silver light flashed, and the dancing ice aura enveloped Zhou Feng's entire body.
Zhou Feng's eyes turned sharp, and he immediately gave Han Yue a meaningful look.
Actually, he wasn't trying to fight Ye Feng and humiliate himself. He was just trying to use this opportunity to attract Ye Feng's attack and create a chance for Han Yue to escape.
Han Yue's eyes also lit up. She had been waiting for a long time. At this moment, when she saw that Ye Feng's attention was attracted by Zhou Feng, a thick wave of spiritual energy poured out from her entire body. With her as the center, a violent airflow exploded, like a torrential river, rolling waves slapping in all directions.
As a middle stage Martial Disciple, she had long since stepped into this threshold. If she really wanted to use an explosive earthquake to force her opponent back, it wouldn't be too difficult.
Right now, even if Ye Feng was at the fourth level of the Martial Disciple realm, he wouldn't be able to stand still when facing enemies on both sides.
Sure enough, his five fingers were forced out from Han Yue's shoulder by the monstrous spiritual energy. Otherwise, his fingers might have been broken by the pressure from the distance.
"Shua Shua" sounds were heard.
The moment Ye Feng's fingers pulled out of his shoulder, blood splattered into the air, causing Han Yue to suck in a breath of air in pain.
A glint flashed in his eyes as his finger drew a few circles on Han Yue's side. No one knew what he was doing.
In the next moment, the whirlpool spread out like a whirlpool, blowing Ye Feng away by about seven feet.
Han Yue's expression was solemn. After getting this short moment of respite, she took a few steps back. Only then did she manage to avoid Ye Feng's attack range.
She forced out a few breaths, and her complexion improved a little.
"Ye Feng, I won."
Once Han Yue gained some distance, she would be able to use the jade flute to control the corpse ghost. Then, no one would be able to fight against her.
Even Zhou Feng let out a long sigh of relief.
"That's great, Lord Han Yue, the rest is up to you."
"Of course."
However, when Han Yue stretched out her hand towards the jade flute at her waist, she touched it a little.
She touched it slightly, but it was not there. She touched it again, but it was still empty.
"What?"
She was startled, and a bad premonition welled up in her heart. She quickly lowered her head and took a deep look.
"What's going on?"
Sure enough, there was no shadow of the jade flute on her waist.
"Han Yue, the jade flute you're looking for …" Is it the one in my hand? "
Ye Feng laughed coldly and continued to retreat.
He slowly took out a jade flute from his sleeve.
"This …"
Han Yue's beautiful eyes widened to the limit. Her mind was filled with shock and her expression changed drastically.
When she saw the golden threads wrapped around the jade flute, she understood what was going on.
Ye Feng took advantage of the fact that she was releasing a tide of spiritual energy with all her might and was unable to care about the jade flute. He actually used the golden thread on the Wind King's Dagger to hook it and snatch it away.
"Bastard!"
Han Yue didn't hesitate any longer. Her entire body was like a bolt of lightning as she charged towards Ye Feng's location.
This jade flute was extremely important for her to control ghost servants and even thousand-year corpses.
Therefore, no matter what, she had to snatch this jade flute back.
However, Ye Feng only smiled.
"If you want …"
Soon after, he placed the jade flute horizontally across his chest in front of Han Yue. His expression suddenly turned fierce as streams of spiritual energy circulated in his arms.
A good jade flute was actually broken into two by him. Layers of shattered jade stones fell into the air and onto the ground, making a "ding ding" sound.
Han Yue looked at Ye Feng's actions speechlessly.
A moment ago, she was still thinking of distancing herself from Ye Feng so that she could use the jade flute to activate the thousand-year corpse ghost.
But now, all she could think of was regret.
What followed was a bone-deep fear.
"It's over, it's over, everything is over."
She stared blankly at the jade flute that had fallen to the ground. She was so nervous that she was like a frozen rock. She hugged her chest and her entire body was trembling. Her eyebrows did not relax.
"Why …" Ye Feng frowned slightly. From her tone, he felt that something was wrong.
From his point of view, Han Yue should be overflowing with anger when she saw his actions. She should have made up her mind to fight to the death with him.
Why did she reveal such a desolate expression at this moment? It was truly a little strange.
"Han Yue, once you lose the help of Corpse Ghost, will you lose your will to fight?"
Han Yue was stunned for a moment. The corner of her mouth revealed an indescribable bitter smile as she looked deeply at Ye Feng.
"No, I'm finished, including you, Ye Feng, and everyone else on the mountain peak. They won't be able to escape this calamity. It's rare that you've just levelled up and haven't had the time to experience too much joy. You're about to die here. This is truly fate."
Han Yue laughed coldly, and her voice seemed to gradually become somewhat deranged.
Ye Feng frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
"You're still asking me what I mean? This is all your fault."
Han Yue helplessly shook her head. However, now that her lifespan was approaching, her mood gradually calmed down and she didn't curse anymore. After all, this was the first time Ye Feng had come to this dead town, the first time he had come to this mountain peak.
Many things originated from the unknown, but they were also destroyed by the unknown.
She smiled bitterly and paused for a moment before replying, "You don't know, this thousand-year corpse ghost was originally an evil spirit creature suppressed at the bottom of the mountain. It could only be controlled with a jade flute, and only the master of the Soul Death Town could control it. Now that the jade flute has been destroyed, no one can control this thousand-year corpse ghost anymore …" Not long after, his entire body will turn black and he will completely lose control … "
At the end of her sentence, her words were already somewhat incoherent.
Ye Feng's voice was low, "Your corpse ghost will turn black. Do you mean …" "Like now?"
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