The hard work paid off, with Yue Zhuoqun's efforts, for more than a year, the wall of his bedroom was full of Ye Feng's news and reports, as well as a portrait of Ye Feng that was stabbed by him and couldn't distinguish the image.

Every time Ye Feng grows and every glory, it is like a sharp knife cutting his heart, making his hatred continue to grow and devour his soul.

Finally about to slash the enemy, Yue Zhuoqun was particularly excited, his eyes faintly glowing with blood-red.

Let your kid cut off my hand, and let you bet to win me everywhere.

His hand holding the sword trembled.

Seeing that Ye Feng was about to fall into a deep sleep, Yue Zhuoqun was also secretly worried, afraid that a sword would stab out, but instead woke up Ye Feng and let him come out of the illusion.

He quietly asked Elder Wei, "When can we make a move?" ”

Elder Wei was also nervous, his palms were also sweaty, his back had long been soaked with sweat, and the night wind blew, feeling that his back was cold.

"Wait, this kid is not fully asleep yet, and he can't act rashly. ”

"Yes, sect master, wait a little longer, this kid will fall asleep, as long as he falls asleep, the three of us will have three swords, and one of them will always be able to stab him to death. ”

"Okay, listen to you, I'm waiting. ”

But they waited anxiously here, and things didn't go the way they had hoped.

Ye Feng was about to fall asleep, when he heard the ugly old man's roar: "Stinky boy, what about my new computer, you said give me a new computer, I can't watch action movies tonight, I can't sleep, and you kid can't sleep either." ”

Ye Feng was awakened by the roar of the ugly old man, and quickly sat up straight, the sound of the flute was interrupted by the roar of the ugly old man, and Ye Feng's illusion also disappeared.

He was surprised to find that Jiang Yixue beside him was gone, and he was still sitting in Stonehenge, where there was no bright moon, and there was chaotic smoke everywhere.

Towering boulders taller than a human stand in front of you.

I am still in Stonehenge, I have been tricked, how can this be?

The sound of a wisp of flute struck again, like crying and complaining, melodious, and it made people feel very comfortable listening to it.

Ye Feng suddenly became alert, the sound of this flute was strange, the illusion he saw just now was probably affected by the sound of this flute, these bastards obviously can't come to the yin, and if they can't do it, they will blow the flute.

He laughed and said: "Don't blow it, I won't fall for you again, like an illusion to confuse me, when I don't know, you can really succeed, but once I know, you can't fool me." ”

Yue Zhuoqun said angrily: "Ye Feng, you kid has a big life, but it's useless, we have surrounded you with formations layer by layer, you only have a dead end." ”

Yue Zhuoqun felt that he was going crazy, Ye Feng was obviously about to fall asleep just now, but he suddenly stood up again, knowing that he didn't care about anything just now, everyone rushed up together, and slashed with their swords, I am afraid that they have already killed him.

Now Ye Feng is sober and wary, and it is almost impossible to confuse him with a.

Ye Feng whistled, continued to step on the Seven Star Steps, bypassed the eleventh boulder, and the eyes of the Knowing Destiny God secretly swept over, there were still a few boulders in front of him, and he was one step closer to the formation.

Yue Zhuoqun's face was gloomy and he could wring out the water, he glared at Elder Wei, hating them for persuading him to wait just now, this wait, the opportunity to kill Ye Feng was gone.

Elder Wei was also a little discouraged, but he quickly calmed down and said to Yue Zhuoqun respectfully: "Sect Master, don't be impatient, although my flute sound can't make him sleep, however, my formation has been activated, I still say what I said just now, our purpose is to trap him, not kill him." ”

Yue Zhuoqun exclaimed angrily: "Okay, don't say it, you hurry up and find a way, I don't care what method you use, as long as you can kill him." Don't tell me again, you're trying to trap him. I said that I trapped him because I couldn't kill him, if I had to choose, of course I would choose to kill him with a sword, Elder Wei, do you understand?"

Elder Wei was helpless: "Ye Feng, this kid is too cunning, and his luck is too good, he was about to fall asleep with his eyes closed just now, I don't know why he woke up again, alas, it's not easy to kill him." ”

Seeing that Yue Zhuoqun was angry, the two white-bearded elders also persuaded: "It is precisely because it is not easy to kill him that it is challenging, as long as we work together, we will definitely be able to destroy him." ”

Elder Wei continued to start blowing the flute, and the sound of the flute was no longer as gentle and lingering as just now, but became like a golden iron horse, angry sea and storm, wave after wave.

There was also a kind of coldness in the sound of flutes, which became extremely harsh, setting off gusts of wind in Stonehenge.

Ye Feng frowned, this kind of voice seemed to have been heard before, an extremely annoying sound.

He laughed loudly in the formation: "That idiot who blows the flute, you blow a fart, you say it's useless, you still blow it, you go home and blow it yourself, we are dead people in the village to blow like this, you are really a dead brain." ”

Elder Wei was ridiculed by Ye Feng, his face was so angry that his face was red and white, if he was just ridiculed by Ye Feng, he would not react so much, mainly because Yue Zhuoqun and Ye Feng had the same opinion.

Yue Zhuoqun's face was gloomy, and he didn't scold, but his expression said it all, blow, blow your dead head, no matter how much you blow, I didn't see Ye Feng asleep, there is a fart.

Elder Wei seemed to be bent on going his own way, still blowing the flute hard.

Ye Feng saw a boulder in front of him again, and was about to go around, when suddenly there was a rotten and fishy smell in the air, which made people feel sick for a while.

Ye Feng frowned: "What kind of smell, it smells so bad, you can't have laid a array, how much have been pulled here, I want to stink your master and me." ”

Not only Ye Feng smelled it, but Yue Zhuoqun and the others also smelled it.

Yue Zhuoqun also covered his nose: "Elder Wei, what kind of smell, you really put on a formation?"

Elder Wei had a gloomy face, and was ridiculed by Ye Feng for putting up a formation, you are a dignified sect master, and you actually said the same, it is really superficial, if it weren't for the fact that you are the sect master of the Taiyi Sect, I wouldn't have served.

Dissatisfied, Elder Wei didn't dare to say it clearly, he arched his hand and said, "Sect Master, don't be impatient, you will understand in a while." ”

A strong rancid smell reached his nose, and in the mist, there stood a figure, and the stench came from the figure.

Ye Feng's heart became vigilant, this smell was a kind of rotting corpse stench.

Yin ghosts, skeletons, zombies or something, Ye Feng has seen them, and he remembers that on the island, the black-robed wizard of the Nine Yin Society summoned a lot of zombies with a bone flute.

This figure that exudes the smell of rotting corpses is not like a human being, I am afraid it is also a zombie, and it is likely that it was summoned by Elder Wei's Xiao Sheng.

Elder Wei's flute voice just now was gentle and beautiful, Ye Feng didn't associate him with the Nine Yin Society, but his flute voice suddenly changed its taste, it sounded creepy, cold and harsh, Ye Feng then remembered that this sound was very similar to the sound of the bone flute.