Fighting Against the Wind begins with the Dragon Flame

Chapter 120: First Trial of Wind Soul Technique

As the moonlight rotates, wisps of light appear in the distant sky, and the sun is about to rise.

On the edge of Fengcheng, in a remote courtyard.

"Teacher, it was the Soul Palace that forced me to do this. Please let me go, let me go."

"Why, why won't you give me the Burning Technique, old thing, go to hell."

"Mu Gu, you have misled me for decades. One day, I will kill you! And that old man Yao Chen, I will find you and kill you sooner or later!"

In the main house, the sound of mosquitoes whispering continuously.

Han Feng was lying on the ground, his eyes closed, his face pale, his body trembling slightly, and his mouth constantly speaking incomprehensible words.

In the dark room, the only source of light was a candle, which flickered continuously, and the light radiated out, stretching the two figures beside the bed extremely long.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Yao Lao, it seems that your disciple is really resentful."

I don't know how much time passed, but some joking words were heard in the house.

On the ground, Han Feng, who was soaked in cold sweat, slowly opened his eyes and looked around. He soon found that very familiar face. His pupils suddenly shrank and his whole body became stiff.

"Woo."

Han Feng instinctively prepared to shout, but found that he could not make any sound and could only make some vague humming sounds.

"I guess I misjudged him."

The old voice carried an inexplicable emotion, Yao Lao had a blank expression on his face, and a few flashes of white light flashed in his turbid eyes. After a moment, wisps of bone spirit cold fire emerged and entangled around the soul.

Feeling the chill brought by the Bone Spirit Cold Fire so close in front of him, Han Feng's eyes were full of fear, but his body seemed to be suppressed by a huge force, and he was completely unable to move.

"Lin boy, haven't you always wanted to try that soul skill?"

Yao Lao seemed to remember something and turned to look at Lin Yang. His tone became much more normal and no longer cold.

However, the implication contained in it made Han Feng on the ground open his eyes wide. He struggled even harder, trying to mobilize the weak fighting spirit in his body, but he was still suppressed by Yao Lao and Lin Yang, unable to move.

This is a strange poison obtained from Xie Bi Yan's collection - Poqi Powder, which can even cause a Dou Zong to temporarily lose his Dou Qi. Using it on Han Feng is equivalent to sealing his entire cultivation.

"Can he bear it?"

Ignoring Han Feng's struggle, Lin Yang's eyes lit up and he asked with interest.

The high-level earth-level soul skill obtained from the Yunlan Sect - Wind Soul Technique, has not been used yet.

After all, this soul skill is something Lin Yang has just learned for the first time. The power of the soul has always been mysterious, and everyone's ability to bear it varies, so it is not easy to control the specific strength of the skill.

If you find someone to practice with, you also have to worry about making a mistake and blowing out the person's soul.

Even though Yao Lao's soul had recovered to the spiritual realm, he would still suffer some injuries when facing the soul power of Lin Yang who had broken through to the late mortal realm of the Dou Queen and used the advanced earth-level Wind Soul Art.

You have to know that Yao Lao is now a body of soul. Without the nourishment of the physical body, after his soul is damaged, he can only use soul-nourishing herbs to recover, which is really not worth the loss.

Since learning this soul skill, the only enemy he encountered was Xie Bi Yan who was qualified to withstand this soul skill, but Lin Yang did not want to kill him all at once.

Wouldn't it be wonderful to keep his soul, let it endure the burning of the cold fire of the bone spirit, and take it out in your spare time to listen to its wailing sound?

Presumably with Lin Yang's demonstration, Yao Lao now also has some similar ideas.

"Don't worry. Although this evil creature cannot make any progress at the peak of Douhuang due to the incompleteness of his skills, his soul will not be affected by this. His soul power has reached the late stage of the mortal realm, which should be enough to withstand your full-strength use of Wind Soul Technique three or two times."

"But don't kill him. I miss this disciple very much after decades of separation. I want to catch up with him."

While stroking his beard, Yao Lao spoke lightly, with a hint of coldness in his voice, which made Han Feng on the ground look even more terrified.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try. It will weaken the soul a bit, so it will be easier to take the Sea Heart Flame later."

Hearing this, Lin Yang nodded, raised his hand and dispersed the Dou Qi that was blocking Han Feng's mouth and nose. "Teacher, I was forced by the Soul Palace back then! It was not my will, please let me go! Let me go."

"I can contact that old man Mu Gu. I can lead him here for you. I am still valuable. Don't kill me! Don't kill me."

"Haha, Lin boy, make your move. I want to see how long this evil creature can keep his stubbornness."

After Han Feng was able to speak, he kept begging for mercy, not trying to hide the look of fear on his face.

Yao Lao didn't react to this at all. His face remained calm, but his voice was inexplicably a little hoarse.

"boom!"

Lin Yang nodded, ignoring Han Feng's plea for mercy, he slowly stretched out his hand and raised it, with a low muffled sound, a dark flame emerged from the palm of his hand and spread along unknown patterns on his arm.

A moment later, a vast soul force suddenly appeared and flowed through the flame patterns on the arm.

"call--"

In the closed room, a whistling sound of wind was suddenly heard, and thin black lines gathered in Lin Yang's palm.

As the wind whistled, Yao Lao's slightly illusory soul suddenly fluctuated a few times, and then quickly returned to normal, leaving a hint of surprise on his face.

"As expected, this is a high-level earth-level soul skill that I learned from the Nine Nether Wind Flame. This gust of wind alone has drained most of my soul power."

Looking at the black wind swirling in his palm, Lin Yang's face turned pale.

Don’t think that this black wind is only the size of a palm. It is the result of Lin Yang’s deliberate control. If it is completely released, it can cover an area of ​​hundreds of meters in radius.

The black wind swept through and hit the soul directly. If there were no special means, one could only rely on one's own soul strength to hold on.

"Hahaha, Han Feng, the Black Whirlwind is coming."

While speculating about the power of the Wind Soul Technique, Lin Yang showed a warm smile on his face, walked slowly forward and came to Han Feng's side.

"You will not die well. Soul Palace will not let you two go. I am waiting for you."

Ignoring Han Feng's words which suddenly turned into curses, Lin Yang first placed his palm just above Han Feng's face, and then slowly turned his palm over as Han Feng's pupils continued to dilate.

"call--"

"what--"

The sound of the wind suddenly increased, and disappeared in an instant, followed by a long, shrill scream. Lin Yang hurriedly opened the Dou Qi shield and wrapped Han Feng in it.

Han Feng's expression was constantly distorted, and his pupils, which were slightly deep blue, slowly dispersed. He was still cursing at Lin Yang and Yao Lao just now, but now he suddenly lost his voice.

"As expected of a high-level earth-level soul fighting skill, I have underestimated this wind soul technique."

"It's OK to die, it's OK"

Yao Lao walked forward and spoke with a little emotion, then he observed Han Feng, and his tone couldn't help but be a little lonely.

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