C278 Shattered ghost cry spirit soul injury (1/2)

Seeing Zuo Shan carrying his Demonic Knife and rushing over, Lu Feng was not afraid in the slightest. Behind him, Chen Xing unsheathed his sword and appeared in his hand.

”Clang!”

The moment the sword and saber clashed, it released an astonishing sound. A huge wave of air spread out, and the two of them retreated backwards. Then, Zuo Shan stared at Lu Feng angrily.

Seeing that, Lu Feng asked calmly: ”Left wing died? Who are you to him? ”

The left wing was sent out by the Demonic Sect's disciple when she was ranked fifth in the sect.

However, Lu Feng did not kill the left wing, and upon hearing Zuo Shan say that the left wing was going to die, Lu Feng was a little curious.

”I am the elder brother of the left wing, and at the end of the battle with you, I was severely injured. The price for saving the left wing is too high, Demonic Sect has given up.

My foolish little brother knew that he could not recover his strength and thus committed suicide. Now that the Demonic Knife is in my hands, today, I will avenge my younger brother. ”

After he finished speaking, he did not even give Lu Feng a chance to speak. The originally pitch-black void emitted a dense black aura, forming numerous miserable and terrifying skeletons that tore towards Lu Feng to bite him.

Lu Feng was truly helpless in his heart, the way he looked at Zuo Shan also carried a trace of pity.

Zuo Shan was actually blaming himself for it, looking at Zuo Shan who was in front of him holding the Demonic Knife, a trace of anger flashed past his eyes, and Chen Xing's sword released a faint blue light.

When Zuo Shan saw this, he did not dodge in the slightest. The Demonic Knife lay horizontally in front of his chest, and a trace of a moral principle was being emitted from it.

Seeing that, Lu Feng frowned, holding onto Chen Xing's sword, he leaped up into the air. Zuo Shan was indeed worthy of being one of the top ten Heaven's Pride.

Unexpectedly, he had comprehended blade dao, which was also one of the three thousand great Daos, it was exactly the same as sword dao, and he saw the black demonic statue that appeared behind Zuo Shan.

Lu Feng felt a strong surge of darkness profound energy and did not want to delay any further. His body floated in the air, his eyes congealed and his body trembled.

The originally pitch-black sky was now filled with the images of ten thousand kilometers of stars. Under the illumination of the stars, the dark skeletons in the sky grew even more distinct.

Lu Feng continuously dodged and waved the Chen Xing sword in his hand, in the future, all of the skeletons that attacked would scatter. With the support of the Stellar Road, Lu Feng's aura constantly floated up.

”Blast Ghost Roar!”

Without waiting for Lu Feng to attack, countless skeleton-like shadows surrounded Lu Feng, but they did not attack him.

As Zuo Shan continued to form hand seals in front of him, the Demonic Knife floated quietly beside him, emitting dense black smoke from it.

The skeletons around Lu Feng released powerful sound waves, and when Lu Feng heard them, he immediately covered his own ears, but the powerful ghostly sound directly pierced through Lu Feng's defense.

Lu Feng's spirit soul suddenly trembled, a line of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth, Lu Feng knew that something was wrong, this ghost cry was shockingly powerful enough to injure his spirit soul.

Even the organs in his body began to tremble and shift slightly. However, there were too many skeletons in his surroundings.

Even if he used Stellar Transposition, he would still not be able to avoid the powerful sound of this Ghost Hymn. Lu Feng's eyes were fixated on Zuo Shan, who was in front of him.

The corner of Zuo Shan's mouth raised into a disdainful smile, seeing the crazed look in Lu Feng's eyes, the mantra in his hands changed once again, and the ghostly wail became even more ear-piercing.

Lu Feng knew he could not drag this on any longer, so he closed his eyes and activated the Spirit Force in his body. Although he was in the air, the Heaven and Earth spirits within his soul were everywhere.

Using his fate soul as a guide, he caused the two spirits of heaven and earth to resonate with each other. Then, Lu Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and a figure of Lu Feng that was countless times smaller than himself appeared within his eyes.

”Fate Soul — Spirit Suppressing Palm!”

He slowly raised his right palm and struck the empty air in front of him with all of his might. The ghostly wails around him dissipated with his palm strike.

The might produced by Lu Feng's Spirit Suppressing Palm continuously spread to the surroundings, blocking and killing all of the surrounding ghostly wails.

Although the ghostly wail had disappeared, the surrounding black skeletons still surrounded him in an uncountable number. Zuo Shan, who was below, on the other hand, still looked as if he was watching a good show.

Lu Feng suddenly had a bad premonition. As expected, before Lu Feng could react, the skeletons around him all rushed towards him.

Lu Feng brandished Chen Xing's sword. Under the power of the sword, he shattered the skull shadow, but before Lu Feng could rejoice, the shattered skull shadow released a powerful wave of energy.

After directly forcing Lu Feng to retreat several steps, Lu Feng looked somewhat fearfully at the skeleton figure that had exploded just now, as he looked around in disbelief.

At this moment, Zuo Shan's lips were slightly moved, his two hands formed hand seals as he placed them on his chest, and said indifferently: ”Blast!”

It was only at this moment that Lu Feng finally understood the meaning of Zuo Shan's Ghost Cry; he had only thought that it was Soul Martial Skills.