Chapter 2327

The strong man's body was surrounded by a stream of gloomy atmosphere. It can be seen from a glance that this man is a ghost cultivation figure.

Moreover, he was also a terrible powerful ghost cultivator. His accomplishments were the same as those of the previous one, reaching the powerful upper emperor's realm.

"No matter what the cultivation level is, since this person can cultivate these mysterious skills and skills, he is also an extraordinary person. Why not call them out and discuss them with each other?"

The handsome young man in a white robe had different opinions from others, and said faintly.

The rest of the strong are still disdainful. The light in the hands of the young man in white flashed, and a bamboo flute appeared in his palm.

This bamboo flute is extremely exquisite, twinkling light halo, the young people mistakenly put the bamboo flute on the mouth, gently blowing out the breath.

The melodious sound of the flute resounds through the night sky. It seems that there is a strange force inside the flute sound. The release of this power can make people indulge in the flute involuntarily.

The sound of flute is floating in the space, and the moon is gradually introduced into Ye Feng's room, which makes Ye Feng feel mysterious in the state of cultivation.

The sound of the flute sounds simple, and its interior seems to contain the power of summoning. Ordinary people can't help but want to follow the sound of the flute.

Ye Feng is in the state of cultivation, and his guard is naturally in the lowest state. He can't help but be attracted by the sound of the flute.

Then he stopped practicing and flew up the window of the house and fell into the void.

After Ye Feng walked out of the room, the figure of the young man in white put away the bamboo flute. After the sound of the flute was over, Ye Feng gradually woke up.

He found himself in the night sky, his eyes could not help flashing a cold light, knowing that he might have been in some kind of bewitching power to make such low-level mistakes.

This makes Ye Feng's heart really a little cold, his eyes directly fell on the figure of a young man in white, from each other's body, he can feel a familiar breath.

This breath is very similar to the sound of the flute before.

"Is it a bit of a loss of propriety for you to disturb others' cultivation so much?"

Ye Feng asked coldly at the figure of a young man in white.

Looking at each other, he was also surprised. He didn't expect that there were people who knew music so well on this land.

And this kind of rhythm, carrying the figure of a young man in white released from the mouth, but has an irresistible power of bewitchment.

This kind of bewitching power can take many forms, from simple summoning to deep-seated bewilderment and even controlling people's thinking.

In other words, some people with weak thinking will easily lose themselves in this voice.

Ye Feng is just in the state of cultivation, and his consciousness belongs to the weakest stage, which also makes him easily fall into the bewitching voice of this young man in white.

"See, the man doesn't seem to want you to disturb him. If you do this, you will not be appreciated by others. On the contrary, you will be looked down upon by the other party. Why should you suffer? "

After hearing Ye Feng's words, the bat demon strong man not far away said with a sneer, and his eyes toward the young man in white showed some satire.

The young man in white, with an embarrassed smile, did not seem to think of it. Ye Feng is so sharp.

Although his previous practice was slightly inappropriate, it did not cause physical damage to Ye Feng. According to the principle, Ye Feng should not be so right.

"I just want to invite you to come out to exchange martial arts experience with us just because of the peculiar skills you have practiced. There is no malice. I hope you will forgive me. "

That young man in white forced out a smile on his face and said to Ye Feng.

At the moment, he has naturally seen Ye Feng's cultivation realm. Compared with those superior emperors and powerful men, the cultivation of the supreme king of Wu is really a little shabby.

If you know Ye Feng knows how good or bad, he has listened carefully to what the two people said before. If he did not ask Ye Feng to come, he would not make a fool of himself in front of others.

"I don't know you, and I'm not interested in exchanging martial arts with you and others. I'm sorry."

Ye Feng's face appeared a bit cold, although the other side did not cause him any substantial damage, but it was extremely impolite to use the enemy to lure him out of the inn.

Ye Feng is not naturally fond of such people. If other people asked him to talk about martial arts, he might not refuse, but if these people did, he would not be in that mood.

With this sentence, Ye Feng wants to turn around and leave.

Looking at Ye Feng's back, the bat demon and the ghost figure immediately appeared a satirical smile.

At the same time, his eyes fell on the strong man in white, and then he said with a sarcastic smile: "see, this man's cultivation level is lower than we imagined, and his temper is not small. People don't want to communicate with us at all. On the contrary, it's you who have a hot face and a cold butt! "This sentence, let that young man in white could not help but be hot, as if he had been slapped in the face.

As these two people said, he did not care about Ye Feng's low level of cultivation. He kindly called Ye Feng out to exchange his experience with them.

According to the truth, it should be Ye Feng's honor to be able to communicate with these powerful people in the upper imperial realm.

But Ye Feng, however, was so ungrateful, which made the young man in white suddenly feel angry.

When Ye Feng's body just walked out of the distance, the figure of the young man in White said to Ye Feng coldly: "don't you think it's a bit of a loss of propriety to leave like this?"

As he spoke, the figure of a young man in white even flashed, intercepting Ye Feng's way, and releasing a faint breath from his body.

Ye Feng looked at the figure of a young man in white. There was a flash of cold light in his pupils. Then he said, "you are the first teacher. How can you blame me?"

With that, Ye Feng wanted to bypass the body of a young man in white back to the Inn and continue to practice.

But the figure of the young man in white intercepted Ye Feng's body again, and said with a sneer, "you are only the cultivation of the supreme king of martial arts. Don't you think what you are doing is too much?"

"Too much?"

Ye Feng looked at the figure of a young man in white and said with a sneer: "in your cognition, is it bound up with the realm of cultivation? It makes sense who has a high level of cultivation and a strong strength, right? "

Seeing Ye Feng and the figure of a white young man in tit for tat, the bat demon ghost Xiu figures two people are smiling at all this, a look of interest.

Having said that, Ye Feng will no longer give this young man in white a chance to speak. Body directly around the other side, toward the direction of their own practice room fly away.

Seeing this scene, the cold feeling of the young man in white became more intense. He wanted to stop Ye Feng again, but he didn't move on.

Ye Feng went back to his room and continued to practice. He had just realized a trace of unusual feeling, so he could not waste the opportunity.

"Well, as I said before, don't look for trouble. It's a shame to be humiliated by a junior of King Wu."

The ghost monk said a little gloating. From this point, we can see that the relationship between the three is not very good.

Maybe it's just the characters of the same level, who are in vain with each other.

"In my opinion, you'd better find it out. I'd like to see what kind of arrogance this guy is like."

Bat demon character eyes indifferently said, it seems to Ye Feng some disdain.

"If you don't like him, you can use your sound wave ability to humiliate him. A person of the supreme king of Wu dare to be so arrogant in front of you. If you don't get this trace of face back, how can you get a foothold in the Lingtian holy city area in the future?"

The ghost monk continued to embellish his words with a sense of incitement.

This makes the eyes of this young man in white flash, and the opinions of these two people are not excluded in the heart.

After all, he is a superior emperor, so to a supreme king of Wu's people has been considered to give this person face.

Unexpectedly, the man was still so arrogant, did not give him any face, and humiliated him on the spot.

In addition, the two people nearby fanned the flames, which made the anger in the heart of this young man in white completely mobilized.

While speaking, the figure of a young man in white took out his bamboo flute again. This time, his other hand waved.

There are bursts of magic formula between the fingers, and a Taoist formula comes, which is directly integrated with the bamboo flute.

It seems that the power contained in this bamboo flute has been enhanced a lot. Immediately, I saw this young figure bamboo flute again placed next to his mouth.

A burst of more melodious, but also with a bit of a rush of flute sound floating out, this time, this young man in white seems to deliberately control the rhythm of the flute, making the flute sound in space to form a targeted sound wave attack.

Slowly, it drifts towards the cultivation room where Ye Feng is located. The flute sound penetrates into the outside of the room where Ye Feng is, and comes directly to Ye Feng's body.

At the moment, Ye Feng is in the critical state of cultivation, feeling the continuous penetration of the flute sound.

His brow could not help but wrinkled, and naturally he had guessed that it was the figure of a young man in white.

Under the deliberate malicious attack of the opponent's flute sound, Ye Feng naturally can't calm down to practice. She simply stops at this moment.

Then, a strong power of heaven and earth was released from his body.

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