The moment Xiaoxiang Zi's palms swept across the zither, the zither strings vibrated and made clanging sounds.
Buzz!
The originally peaceful zither music suddenly became hurried and murderous.
If one listened carefully, it sounded as if thousands of ghosts were coming out and wailing at the same time.
Hearing the hurried and murderous zither music, Han Feng felt dizzy and his blood was boiling. His whole body was unbearably uncomfortable.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! Just as Han Feng was stunned and dizzy, a series of forces whizzed through the air.
The forces were like spears that were extremely sharp.
At the same time, there was also the sound of wind being torn apart.
The sound of wind being torn apart was hoarse and abnormally sharp.
Under the murderous zither music, it was as if thousands of ghosts were wailing. The momentum was shocking.
This was the killer move of the Deadly Blood Music, the Wailing of Ghosts!
Once this move was used, the demonic sound would envelop one's head and erode one's bones. It would make one unable to move.
The powerful inner force was like a spear that could pierce through stone. Its strength was shocking.
Every force was aimed at one's organs and blood vessels. Once one was hit, one would definitely die!
It's over!
Seeing the fierce forces rushing towards him, Han Feng was shocked and a sense of despair welled up in his heart.
At this time, he was disturbed by Xiaoxiang Zi's demonic sound. He was dizzy and his blood was boiling. There was no way he could dodge.
He could only take this move head-on. There was no way he could avoid it!
Buzz!
Just as Han Feng was in despair, the sound of wind surged like a wave.
Immediately after, a huge palm print appeared in the air and collided with the fierce force.
Boom!
With a loud bang, a visible ripple of inner force suddenly spread out!
"Flowing Cloud Palm's Sky Splitting Cloud?"
Seeing this, Xiaoxiang Zi was shocked. "Yun Ting, that bastard, still has the strength to fight?"
"Senior Brother!"
At this time, Han Feng also turned around in shock. He saw Yun Ting standing behind him, panting heavily.
His face was as pale as paper and his eyes were extremely tired as he looked forward.
It was as if he would faint at any time.
"Junior... Junior Brother..."
At this time, Yun Ting looked at Han Feng and said weakly, "Don't... worry about me... Run..."
As he spoke, his expression changed and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Then, his eyes rolled back and he fell straight to the ground.
"Senior Brother!"
Seeing this scene, Han Feng's expression changed, and he hurried forward to help Yun Ting up.
"He forcefully urged his inner energy to attack without digesting the heterogeneous true energy in his body …"
However, at this moment, Wang Ye stood on top of a tree not far away with his hands behind his back. He quietly watched everything that was happening in the pagoda forest. "Young people are really troublesome …"
"However, to be able to risk his meridians to save Han Feng's life, this Yun Ting can be considered to be loyal."
"This way, I didn't make this trip in vain."
Thinking of this, Wang Ye shook his head and a trace of helplessness appeared on his face. "Forget it. Since I'm already here, I might as well take care of everything."
"After all, even if I've dealt with this old man, it's not over yet …"
As he spoke, Wang Ye turned his gaze to the other side.
At this moment, he saw a man in purple leading a group of men to surround Yun Ting and Han Feng at an extremely fast speed.
Seeing this, Wang Ye's body swayed and suddenly disappeared.
"I've long heard that Hall Master Yun and Hall Master Han are as close as brothers. Now that I see it, you really live up to your reputation!"
Looking at Han Feng and Yun Ting in front of him, Xiaoxiang Zi shook his head and sneered. "Unfortunately, I'm afraid the two of you will have to go to the netherworld to be brothers today!"
"Take a look at this move of mine, Demonic Music Seizes the Soul and Cries of Ghosts!"
As he spoke, Xiaoxiang Zi's clothes fluttered without wind, and his hands swept wildly on the strings of the guqin.
In an instant, the sound of the guqin was extremely noisy and murderous.
Just now, when the demonic music sounded again and covered the top of the head, it only gave people a splitting headache and caused their blood essence to boil.
At the same time, the energy surged as if it was real. The sound of the guqin transformed into a demonic aura, and ten thousand ghosts mourned together.
The energy that spread out was like a hungry ghost from the netherworld with an iron spear and long halberd, wanting to kill Yun Ting and Han Feng on the spot.
Seeing this scene, Han Feng closed his eyes in despair.
"Enough …"
Just as Han Feng closed his eyes, a lazy voice faintly sounded. "Instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, you're playing the guqin for ghosts?"
！！！
Hearing this voice, Han Feng's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly opened his eyes.
This voice was Wang Ye's voice!
Whoosh!
Following Wang Ye's voice, a cool breeze suddenly blew past.
The moment this cool breeze blew past, the fierce energy that Xiaoxiang Zi had just released dissipated into nothingness.
In an instant, the ten thousand ghosts dissipated, and the clouds and wind were calm.
"Cool Wind Demonic Aura, Return to Nothingness!"
Seeing this scene, Xiaoxiang Zi's eyes suddenly widened as he cried out in shock.
At the same time, he suddenly raised his head and saw Wang Ye standing at the top of a stone tower with his hands behind his back, looking down at him from above.
"Cool Wind Demonic Aura, Transform all the martial arts in the world …"
Looking up at Wang Ye at the top of the tower, Xiaoxiang Zi asked in shock, "Who exactly are you? Why do you know the lost martial arts of the Demonic Sect?"
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Wang Ye's eyes flashed with a trace of playfulness. "You can actually recognize Cool Wind Demonic Aura?"
"In the past, the Demonic Sect suppressed the world and intimidated everyone …"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Xiaoxiang Zi said, "I once had the fortune to see it from afar. I didn't expect to see it again today!"
"Who exactly are you?"
Xiaoxiang Zi raised his voice a few octaves as he spoke.
"Why ask so many questions when you're about to die?"
In response to Xiaoxiang Zi's question, Wang Ye shook his head. "Also, when you're asking questions, don't play tricks …"
While speaking, Wang Ye pointed behind Han Feng.
Whoosh!
In an instant, a fierce energy broke through the air.
Plop!
In an instant, a purple-robed Ben Lei Hall disciple fell to the ground and revealed himself.
！！！
In an instant, Han Feng and Xiaoxiang Zi were greatly shocked.
Xiaoxiang Zi was shocked that Wang Ye was able to discover the Ben Lei Hall and outflank them.
Han Feng was shocked that the World Society was actually so insidious.
First, the Zither Devil held them in the front while the Ben Lei Hall attacked from behind.
"The other party has the help of an expert. Retreat quickly!"
All of a sudden, a voice sounded.
Following which, a black figure suddenly soared into the air and fled into the distance.
"What are you waiting for?"
Just as the black figure fled into the distance, Wang Ye said to Han Feng faintly, "Do you expect me to chase after this person?"
"Yes, senior!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Han Feng immediately understood.
His body moved and disappeared on the spot as he chased after the black figure at a fast speed.
Buzz!
Just as Han Feng chased after the black figure, Xiaoxiang Zi's zither music sounded and a fierce energy swept towards Han Feng.
However, the moment the energy swept over, it suddenly dissipated.
At the same time, Wang Ye's voice sounded faintly, "You old thing, you really don't take me seriously!"
As he spoke, a billowing killing intent surged towards Xiaoxiang Zi.