Wang Wei's action actually scared away the onlookers, Luo Feng could guess that the jade flute was definitely not simple, it should be Wang Wei's weapon.

"Could it be the legendary Sonic Soul Technique?"

Sonic soul technique is one of many soul skills that attack opponents by playing musical instruments, playing rhythms, and creating sound waves.

In the soul realm, the sonic soul skill is considered a rare soul skill, and it is generally very powerful.

Thinking of this, Luo Feng was about to put the lame man on the side of the road, so that he could free up his hand to deal with Wang Wei with all his might, when the sound of the flute had slowly sounded.

The gentle sound of the flute sounded slowly, tactfully and slowly, and gradually, the sound of the flute became more and more rapid and harsh...

Under the stimulation of the sound of the flute, Luo Feng felt very uncomfortable, his thoughts were complicated, and the soul power in his body became a little impetuous, as if he was a little out of his control.

"Poof..."

The lame man who was put on Luo Feng's shoulder suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Luo Feng is a D+-level soul hunter, and he can still withstand Wang Wei's flute for the time being, but the cripple is a fighting soul without cultivation, how can he resist the sonic soul technique.

Under the torture of the sound of the flute, the lame man's face was pale, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his breath was weak, and his consciousness was blurred...

"Cripple!"

The cripple was in a very bad state, and Luo Feng knew that if he continued like this, the cripple would definitely die on the spot.

Thinking of this, Luo Feng immediately picked up the lame man, intending to take him out of the range of Xiao Sheng.

However, Luo Feng's legs and feet suddenly became so heavy, as if they had been poured with lead water.

In the past, he could escape the coverage of Xiao Sheng with a single lunge, but at this moment, not to mention the lunge, it was already very good to be able to run.

This is not because of the weight of the lame, but because of the sound of the flute.

It may be that Xiao Sheng lost Luo Feng's senses and made Luo Feng have a delusion, or it may be that Xiao Sheng suppressed Luo Feng's soul power and made him unable to exert his full strength. Anyway, Luo Feng's running speed was very slow at the moment.

Luo Feng carried the cripple on his back and fled north along the street.

And Wang Wei, looking at Luo Feng's back, walked leisurely on the street, never letting Luo Feng escape from the range of his flute.

The onlookers in the north saw Luo Feng running towards them, unequivocally, turned around and ran, for fear of being trapped by Xiao Sheng.

And the onlookers in the south, ten zhang away, followed in Wang Wei's footsteps, for fear of missing this duel.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Feng ran profusely, but he still didn't run out of the attack range of Xiao Sheng, and when he looked back, Wang Wei's cold smile was ten steps away, staring at him.

"I'll give you a lung..."

Looking at Wang Wei's cold face, Luo Feng couldn't help cursing in his heart.

It definitely won't work like this, and even if he can hold it, the lame man can't hold it.

Thinking of this, Luo Feng immediately put down the lame, held Chi Yan tightly, and turned to kill Wang Wei.

Seeing Luo Feng killing, Wang Wei tapped the ground with his toes, and his body fell backwards, but the sound of the flute did not stop in the slightest.

Wang Wei's speed of retreat was very slow, but Luo Feng's two legs, which seemed to be filled with lead water, couldn't catch up.

"D+-level soul hunter vs. D+-level fighting spirit, this should be an evenly matched duel, but the situation in front of you is completely one-sided..."

"If the spirit hunter continues like this, I'm afraid he will be consumed to death by Wang Wei..."

"Cut, this spirit hunter is not very good, I saw his arrogant appearance before, I thought he was so powerful..."

"The key is that Wang Wei's sonic soul skills are powerful. ”

"This seems to be a requiem..."

"Don't talk nonsense, Requiem, that is the ultimate secret book of Tianyin Academy, and only students who have made significant contributions to Tianyin Academy are qualified to practice it. And Wang Wei is neither a student of Tianyin Academy, nor can he contribute to Tianyin Academy, where did he go to learn the Requiem. ”

"This is definitely a requiem! It won't be wrong! I heard Wang Jie blow it once last time!"

"Could it be that Wang Jie passed the Requiem to Wang Wei?!"

"Privately teaching the secrets of the academy to outsiders, that is a taboo in the academy! If it is known by the academy, the consequences will be very serious! Wang Jie really has that much courage?"

"Don't forget, she is Wang Jie, a famous female overlord, do you think there is anything else she doesn't dare to do? Besides, Wang Wei is her most beloved brother, and it is normal to teach him one or two life-saving stunts. ”

......

The onlookers were all discussing and guessing Wang Wei's sonic soul skills.

They guessed correctly, the melody that Wang Wei was blowing at this moment was the Requiem, which was secretly taught to him by his sister, Wang Jie, an elite student of Tianyin Academy, in private.

Requiem, S-level soul technique, the ultimate cheats of Tianyin Academy, once learned, the lethality can only be described as bloody and terrifying.

Since the Requiem is so powerful, why Luo Feng hasn't died yet, it is because Wang Wei has only practiced the first chapter, and the Xiao Yin soul regulator is not enough to exert the lethality of the Requiem. Only when you practice to the fifth chapter, a hundred miles of silence, that is the time when the terrifying power of the Requiem is revealed.

The sound of the flute kept coming into Luo Feng's ears, making him dizzy, restless, and disgusted... This feeling, like the feeling of motion sickness, is unbearable to the extreme...

At this moment, Luo Feng's condition was very bad, his face was pale, and he was full of internal injuries.

Luo Feng originally wanted to teach Wang Wei a lesson, he thought that a young and rich second generation like Wang Wei was an embroidered pillow and a big straw bag.

However, he never expected that Wang Wei would be so powerful that he had no power to fight back, and it seemed that it would definitely not work without killing moves.

"I'll push your lungs!

A soul rush instantly slashed out, passing through the narrow commercial street at an extremely fast speed, and slashed towards Wang Wei with the momentum of the wind and clouds.

Luo Feng didn't want to use the soul rush, because the lethality of the soul charge was too great, and if he was not careful, he would cripple Wang Wei, or even kill him directly.

But the battle situation in front of him is obviously no longer up to him, and there is no need for soul rushing, and he will be the next one to lie on the ground.

"What a domineering soul skill!"

"Wouldn't this also be an S-class soul skill?"

"This soul skill is much stronger than the Requiem Song!"

......

Looking at the crimson sword light and feeling the terrifying energy hidden in the sword light, those onlookers couldn't help but marvel at the lethality of the soul rush.

Soul Chong is an SSS-level soul skill, and the Requiem in front of him is only S-level, and it has only been practiced to the first level, how can the lethality be compared with Soul Chong.

Just when the fighting spirits were amazed by the lethality of the soul rush, the sound of the flute stopped at some point.

At this moment, looking at the oncoming soul rush, Wang Wei felt the threat of death. He had never been so close to death, and at this time he was afraid, and fear immediately lost his mind, and he saw him with a dull expression, a look of fear, and his figure like a stake in the street.

At this life-and-death juncture, seeing that Wang Wei was motionless, letting his soul rush to chop, Wang Mang in the distance was anxious, and immediately rushed towards Wang Wei at the fastest speed, and shouted: "Wei Shao!