Chapter 67: Soul Chain Technique (2/2)
The indifferent, sarcastic look in Yun Wu's eyes made Steward Feng's face went unusually livid.
He felt humiliated, as if he had been slapped on the face.
”It seems that you are the kind of person who won't shed tears before seeing the coffin. I think I'll have to teach you a lesson so that you may know how pathetic your strength is.”
After saying that, he whipped out his saber and flashed towards Yun Wu like lightning.
Having seen Yun Wu's moves just now, Steward Feng didn't launch an attack on her frontally. Instead, he swished past her to distract the opponent and then slashed at Yun Wu violently. His blow was totally ruthlessly.
Yun Wu curved her lips in a cold smile and dodged aside with a weird swish of her figure.
”Clang...”
The big saber hit the solid ground hard and a crack appeared, indicating how potent the power was.
However, at this moment, the long whip on the ground abruptly coiled up like a ferocious python with giant, fanged mouth.
The whip fiercely hit Steward Feng's body head-on.
”Pala!”
The sound of a whip hitting a human body was heard.
Instantly, his gray robe was slit open and a bloody mark was seen by everybody present. Steward Feng felt a burning pain and his face instantly went livid with a surprised look on it.
What was going on?
When Steward Feng lowered his head and saw that bloody wound caused by the whip, his face became hideous.
He was in middle stage of Tier VII. How could this girl in early stage of Tier VII breach his defense and hurt him?
However, right at this moment, Luo Shanshan suddenly swished forward and stood in front of Yun Wu at a position not far away from her.
”Little girl, I'm the Young Mistress of the Murong family's offshoot. My name is Luo Shanshan,” Luo Shanshan didn't launch another attack and the ferocity and anger on her face had disappeared. With a smile, she looked at Yun Wu.
Her current look could even be deemed unusually amiable.
Hearing her voice, Yun Wu raised her head and briefly met Luo Shanshan's eyes.
All of a sudden.
Yun Wu felt a shiver from head to toe.
Soul Chain?
Luo Shanshan's black eyes looked fixedly into Yun Wu's purple pupils, as if she was trying to enter Yun Wu's soul to shackle it.
At this moment, those lookers-on who had been spectating the fight couldn't help cast their eyes towards Luo Shanshan.
A lot of them who were looking at Luo Shanshan instantly felt dizzy. Suddenly, someone among the crowd yelled.
”Don't look at Young Mistress Murong's eyes. I heard that she used to practice Soul Chain Technique. If anybody looks at her eyes, his soul will be restricted, and he will be immobilized and powerless to defend against attacks.”
”What? Soul Chain Technique? No wonder I felt dizzy just now... ”
”No way. That's unreasonably powerful... ”
”That little girl is doomed... ”
Exclamation of amazement rippled through the crowds. Before long, nobody present dared look at Luo Shanshan's eyes.
Including that Steward Feng.
That was why he hadn't noticed that when Luo Shanshan's originally haughty eyes met Yun Wu's purple ones, the confusion and surprise on her face gradually changed intohorror and eventually into stiff woodenness...
Soul Chain Technique! But it was only the lowest level of the Mind-Control Technique.
Steward Feng saw that Yun Wu was actually staring transfixed at Luo Shanshan as if she had become a ”fool”. A murderous look flashed across the bottom of his sepulchral eyes.
In the blink of an eye, his fighting spirit engulfed the big saber and he violently gave a lateral hack at Yun Wu.
This deed was absolutely despicable.
“Swish... ”
”Pala!”
What kind of move could be deemed unpredictable? What kind of move could be deemed unexpected? Answers to both were displayed in the scene happened in this moment.
Yun Wu was still staring at Luo Shanshan with her purple eyes. However, the whip in her hand was laterally swung at Steward Feng with wind blades at lightning speed.
People merely heard the sound of a whip hitting a human body and with that they saw Steward Feng abruptly knelt down to the ground with a thud. Hardly anybody saw clearly what had happened. All attacks stopped.
Sweat beads as big as beans were pouring off Steward Feng's forehead. He disbelievingly looked at his legs which seemed to have been slashed numerous times, his face hideous and twisted.
He had clearly felt that he had been hit by only one whip blow, but when he reacted, he found that both his feet were covered in blood. He felt as if all his foot tendons had been severed, leaving him powerless to stand up.
How did this happen?
”We've had enough fun. Now Let's get down to business.”
An apathetic voice was heard. Steward Feng's heard inexplicably lurched.
At this moment, Yun Wu finally withdrew her gaze, a faint smile on her face, but abruptly, a burst of killing aura surged out of her and pervaded the whole place as if it was tangible.
Horror surged through Steward Feng. The killing aura was so intense that even an assassin couldn't necessarily give off killing aura like this. Who was this teenage girl exactly...
”Get the one in charge of the Murong Mansion here or else there's going to be a bloodbath in Murong Mansion,” Yun Wu said casually.
The guard, who had been standing at the gate with a saber all along, was transfixed with shock.
'Even Steward Feng and the Young Mistress were... '