In the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, the full moon is like a plate.

Zhao Kong was dressed in a black power suit, standing alone on the top of a tall tower, looking out at the vast and heavily guarded palace of the Jin Kingdom in the distance.

The Jin Kingdom, which had occupied the northern part of the Central Plains for decades, had long been corrupted by the Huahua World, including the army, which was also seriously corrupted, and its combat effectiveness and will to fight had decreased a lot.

was able to bully and bully the soft-footed Song army, and more than ten years later, when he encountered the Mongolian wolf iron cavalry under the command of Temujin, he was almost defeated at the touch of a button, and he was defeated to destroy the country within a few years.

However, no matter how corrupted the Jin army is, the army guarding the palace will definitely not be bad.

What's more, Zhao Kong put down his arrogance before, he wanted to take the head of the Emperor of Jin, and Wanyan Yongji, who had just ascended the throne for more than a year, no matter how arrogant he was, he would not turn a deaf ear to his words.

However, for Zhao Kong or most of the innate powerhouses, no matter how elite the ordinary soldiers are, they can't prevent them from sneaking in.

Zhao Kong exerted the Qingping Imperial Wind, his body was like a ghost, and he passed the three lines of defense inside and outside the palace in a row, and he did not alarm any golden soldiers.

It wasn't until he sneaked into the periphery of Yan Yongji's dormitory that he was detected from afar by a secret sentry hiding in a tree.

Even so, Zhao Kong also took the first step to stick to it before the other party issued a warning, and wiped the neck of the dark whistle with a knife.

However, his big action still alarmed more people.

"Huh? You go to Wuyan to take a look, it seems that something is wrong! ”

Wan Yan Xi, the commander of the guards on duty at night, is a side branch of the Wan Yan clan of the Jin royal family, and is a first-class mid-stage martial artist in his own right.

Although his strength was far inferior to Zhao Kong, he also heard some subtle sounds, and immediately asked the other guards around him to investigate.

In the past, Yan Xi would definitely not be so vigilant, but now it has only been two months since Zhao Kong said that he would kill Yan Yongji.

Thinking of Zhao Kong's exaggerated record, Wan Yanxi really didn't dare to be careless at all.

Knowing that his whereabouts had been exposed, Zhao Kong did not intend to continue to hide, but used his mana to perform a martial art he had just practiced, the Ghost Domain Yin Wind Roar.

"Woo......"

A small whining echoed around the dormitory in an instant, and the two guards who were about to approach the big tree quickly felt dizzy and slowed down because they were too close.

After a few more seconds, before Yan Xi could finish rushing over in person, the whining sound like the cry of a Wuxia ape and the cry of a midnight ghost was getting louder and louder, as if it had turned into a rolling torrent.

The ghost domain yin wind roared under the urging of the pure mana of the third layer of Yuqing, and the effect was really terrifying and abnormal.

In particular, Zhao Kong stimulated the power of the bloodline, causing the strange and gloomy Netherworld Demon Ape's bloodline aura to spread everywhere.

The effect of the Yin Wind Roar in the Ghost Domain was further enhanced, almost reaching the level that the listener was as depressed as a mountain, and the heavens and the earth were depressed for a long time.

The sound attack was mixed with spiritual invasion, and at this moment, even a first-class master like Wan Yanxi was dazzled by the roar of the Yin Wind in the Ghost Domain, and the illusions were everywhere, and he was terrified.

Just as the guards were on the ground, suddenly there was a muffled sound from the depths of the dormitory.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

The drums with strong internal force sounded one after another, deep and deep, domineering, and full of battlefield killing drums, which suddenly resounded through the world and changed color!

Zhao Kong was slightly stunned when he heard this drum sound like a stormy wave, and then returned to normalcy later, and smiled lightly, further strengthening the mana output of the Yin Wind Roar of the Ghost Domain.

The screams of the ghosts, which made people's scalps tingle, became more and more sharp and piercing, and they continued endlessly, as if they had turned into a sharp army, stabbing towards the source of the drums.

Perhaps the drummers in the dormitory didn't expect that the drumming not only failed to suppress the roar of the Yin Wind in the Ghost Domain, but was re-strengthened by the whining sound that re-intensified.

In a hurry, the drummer can only increase the consumption of true qi, so that the drum sound is like thunder rolling, high and low, fast and slow.

But even so, the roar of the Yin Wind in the Ghost Domain, which has become a general trend, is no longer something that can be shaken by the sound of drums.

Just when the drum was about to be completely suppressed by the ghost scream, there was another sonorous and terrible sound of the iron kite, which suddenly entered the battlefield.

The rapid sound of the zither is like a golden drum in unison, and it should be accompanied by the suppressed drum, constantly hitting the weak points in the ghost's cry to help the drum sound to regain its footing.

However, the sound of the iron kite inserted later, for some reason, had a feeling of lack of qi, so it could only be dealt with from the side, and did not dare to directly confront the ghost domain yin wind roar.

This also caused Zhao Kong to have a slight upper hand in one against two, barely controlling the three tones to scatter around, while the two people in the dormitory were helpless.

Affected by three intertwined sound attacks, the hearts of the thousands of guards in the palace seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, as if they were about to come out of their chests!

The two strong men who beat the drums and played the kite in the dormitory were also aware of the situation outside, but they couldn't stop at all now, and they didn't dare to stop.

The sound attack of the three of them is like two waves that are constantly hedged against each other, and as the two sides collide again and again, the accumulated power is also increasing.

At this point, whoever stops first will be overwhelmed by the sound of a landslide and tsunami.

Even with Zhao Kong's spiritual power and physical strength, he would not be able to eat and walk around.

However, Zhao Kong always had a slight upper hand, and compared to the opponent who could only sit back and watch his own people be affected by the pond fish, he could at least maintain a certain ability to act.

Therefore, Zhao Kong cast the ghost domain yin wind roar, and walked towards the dormitory without hurrying.

The person who played the iron kite, he could basically be sure that it was Ouyang Feng.

There are so many innate powerhouses in the world, and a congenital powerhouse who plays a kite and is injured in his body.

There was only Ouyang Feng, who was ambushed by Wang Chongyang, resulting in serious injuries and broken work.

But the other person who beat the drum, his strength is still above Ouyang Feng, and he is almost certainly a strong man in the middle of the congenital stage, and it is estimated that he has just broken through the realm, and his breath is not stable.

But in the world of Condor Shooting, there are really not many people who have come to this point, basically they are all lucky and talented characters, Zhao Kong is naturally interested in getting to know them.

Pushing open the door of the dormitory, I saw that the lights in the hall were dim, and a middle-aged man from the Western Regions with a high nose and deep eyes on the left hand side was holding an iron zite and playing it attentively.

On the right, a charming woman in a fluttering red dress stands next to a large drum, holding a huge drumstick in each hand, striking gracefully and rhythmically on the drum surface.

Except for Ouyang Feng and the woman in red, there was no Emperor of the Jin Kingdom in the palace.

Thinking that this old guy was probably guarding against his assassination, he temporarily changed his resting place.

Seeing Zhao Kongmao rashly walking into the dormitory, the two were not worried but happy.

As the two sides got closer and closer, the sound waves that collided with each other almost formed a substance, knocking the objects in the dormitory into scattered places.

Zhao Kong stubbornly resisted the sound of drums and kites, and forcibly approached less than ten meters in front of the two, and felt that it was difficult to continue to advance.

The sense of sonic impact here became more and more intense, and the woman in red and Ouyang Feng relied on the "potential" gradually accumulated in the palace to form an alternative geographical advantage.

Even if Zhao Kong's strength was stronger than that of the other party, he still gradually fell into adversity under the tacit cooperation of the two.