Chapter Seventy-Seven: Xiao Yin Twists His Heart
"Hey... Don't be impulsive... You've figured it out... Don't underestimate the strength of the Soul Hunter Guild... Also, I have a very high status in the Soul Hunter Guild, and if you kill me, even to the ends of the earth, the Spirit Hunter Guild will definitely find out your entire family. ”
Luo Feng knew that he was by no means Wang Jinhu's opponent, and once he fought, he would definitely die. Therefore, he has to stop this battle from happening, and bluffing Wang Jinhu is obviously the best option.
"You have a very high status in the Soul Hunter Guild?! Who are you bluffing?! A D+ level Soul Hunter in his twenties is simply a waste of waste, why do you deserve to have a status in the Spirit Hunter Guild?!"
Luo Feng's age and cultivation are obviously not proportional, and it is no wonder that Wang Jinhu will sarcastically mock Luo Feng's qualifications.
"I'm only eighteen..."
"An eighteen-year-old D+-level spirit hunter is also a waste!"
“......”
"Waste thing, prepare to die!"
As he spoke, Wang Jinhu took out a jade Changxiao, which was exactly the same as Wang Wei's.
"Wait!"
"What last words!"
"I brought a bodyguard, my bodyguard is very powerful, if you kill me, she will definitely kill your whole family!"
"You kind of waste and bodyguards?!"
“......”
"You told him to come out!"
"She's not here now..."
"No, you're talking nonsense to me!"
"She went shopping with Lu Shan, and she will be back soon!"
"Your bodyguard went shopping with Lu Shan?!Is he your bodyguard or Lu Shan's bodyguard?!"
Hearing this, Wang Jinhu felt that Luo Feng was using bodyguards to scare him.
"This... It's hard to put into words..."
"Don't say anything if you can't say it!
Wang Jinhu was obviously too lazy to talk nonsense with Luo Feng anymore, and Chang Xiao had already appeared on his lips.
"I'll give you a lung!"
Seeing Wang Jinhu making a, Luo Feng cursed in his heart, then picked up Chiyan, turned around and jumped out of the window.
The reason why Luo Feng chose to flee was that firstly, he knew that he was not Wang Jinhu's opponent at all, and secondly, he had already understood the attack range of the Requiem, if he continued to stay here, Ah Xin in the living room and the lame man in the bedroom would die.
"Want to run? Hmph, whimsical!"
Seeing Luo Feng jump out of the window and escape, Wang Jinhu did not pursue, at this moment, the jade flute in his hand had already sounded a distant melody.
This jade flute is Wang Wei's, Wang Jinhu wants to use Wang Wei's weapon to avenge Wang Wei, as for the song he played, it is still the requiem.
The difference is that before Wang Wei played the first chapter of the Requiem, Xiao Yin reincarnated, but at this moment, Wang Jinhu played the third chapter of the Requiem, Xiao Yin twisted his heart.
That's right, Wang Jie not only passed the Requiem to Wang Wei, but also to Wang Jinhu.
Due to the advantages of cultivation, Wang Jinhu's attainments in the requiem are much more profound than Wang Wei.
When the third chapter of the Requiem, Xiao Yin's heart, sounded, the long and piercing melody instantly covered half of the crit city.
As for Luo Feng, he rushed out of several streets in one breath at the fastest speed, but he still couldn't run out of the coverage of Xiao Sheng.
The sound of the flute entered his ears, and Luo Feng only felt a tingling sensation hitting his heart, and at this moment, it seemed that thousands of steel needles were piercing his heart.
The stinging sensation of ten thousand needles piercing his heart made Luo Feng kneel on the ground with one knee, and he clutched his chest desperately, trying to relieve the pain in his heart, but it didn't work.
"Is this the difference in strength..."
Luo Feng and Wang Jinhu were separated by hundreds of meters, but as soon as the sound of the flute sounded, he was immediately subdued by Wang Jinhu, which couldn't help but make him sigh, in the face of absolute strength, the weak is an ant.
At this moment, except for Luo Feng, with the Crit Restaurant as the center, half of the Crit City was caught in the torment of Xiao Yin's heart.
"Help!"
"Stop blowing!"
"Kill me! kill me!"
......
The fighting spirits on the street, the fighting spirits in the house, but the fighting spirits trapped in the range of the flute, the cramping feeling in their hearts made them lie on the ground and roll, and the screams were endless.
I saw that they were so desperate that they covered their ears, trying to resist Xiao Yin's heart-twisting attack, but it didn't work at all.
Among these fighting spirits, the most injured are those fighting souls that have not cultivated, such as the cripple and Ashin.
The lame man in a coma was directly woken up by Xiao Yin's heartbeat, and as for Ashin, if he had a choice, he would rather choose death than suffer the torture of Xiao Yin's heart.
It didn't take long for the fighting spirits like the cripple and Ashin to overflow with blood from their mouths, noses, ears, and eyes.
As for Luo Feng, under Xiao Yin's heart-wrenching attack, I saw him kneeling on his knees, burying his head on the ground, sweating like rain all over his body, his face was pale, and his hands were clutching his chest, motionless, as if he was holding back a breath.
If Luo Feng could sink his consciousness into his heart at this moment, he would find that there seemed to be a flame burning in Suzaku's exposed red eyes.
The destructive power of Xiao Yin's twisting heart to the heart is too great, even Suzaku can't stand it a little, if it wasn't sealed, it will definitely burn Wang Jinhu to ashes immediately.
At the same time, Xiao Yin's heart twisting also forced out all the potential of Suzaku, and the anger in Suzaku's heart continued to gather towards the eyes, and under the calcination of anger, the purple cocoon chrysalis around the eyes appeared one after another tiny cracks.
If Wang Jinhu's flute sound continues, I'm afraid that Suzaku will be able to break through the seal soon, and at that time, the entire Crit City will be drowned in a sea of fire.
I don't know when, Wang Jinhu has already appeared on the street where Luo Feng is, I saw him blowing the jade flute, strolling leisurely, and slowly walked in front of Luo Feng.
Seeing that Luo Feng hadn't collapsed yet, Wang Jinhu frowned slightly, Luo Feng's willpower and endurance were obviously beyond his expectations.
"I'll see how long you can last!"
Wang Jinhu thought in his heart, in the third chapter of the Requiem, Xiao Yin twisted his heart, and the climax melody sounded instantly.
"Wang Jinhu, do you want to slaughter my Crit City!"
Xiao Yin's heart-wrenching climax melody had just begun, and a loud shout suddenly came from in the distance, and as far as the eye could see, Lu Yuanshan's figure was shuttling quickly on the eaves.
After a few breaths, Lu Yuanshan appeared in front of Wang Jinhu.
With the appearance of Lu Yuanshan, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped.
"Poof..."
As soon as the sound of the flute ended, the strength that Luo Feng was holding back instantly relaxed, and in the next second, the blood gathered in his chest was spit out by him.
"Wang Jinhu, what do you mean!"
Looking at the fighting spirits around him who were tortured to death by the Requiem Song, Lu Yuanshan asked angrily.
With Wang Jinhu's cultivation, playing the requiem in the Crit City is tantamount to slaughtering the city, as the Lord of the Crit City, how can Lu Yuanshan not be angry. If it weren't for the previous friendship, Lu Yuanshan would have fought with Wang Jinhu a long time ago.
Obviously, Lu Yuanshan didn't know that Wang Wei was disabled by Luo Feng.