Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 157: Strange Ghost Control Technique

Fen Yuan's black robe fluttered, like a ghost floating in the air, a sinister smile appeared on his pale face, he suddenly blew the golden flute, his skinny ten fingers danced, desolate and sad flute sounds came out, the grass and trees by the river trembled, making those who heard it feel cold and creepy.

Jiang Yuan saw that Fen Yuan was ready. Knowing how powerful he was, he did not dare to take it lightly. The true energy in his body suddenly spread out, and a three-meter-long blue flame was suddenly grasped in his hand, with tongues of fire flickering. "Since the senior said so, we will have no choice but to learn from you!" Qingyang and others saw the opportunity and drew their weapons, ready for the attack.

Fen Yuan did not reply and continued to play the golden flute. The tone became higher and higher, like the weeping of ghosts and the wailing of monkeys, sharp and piercing. A cold wind blew violently, the grass and trees rustled, and bubbles began to appear on the sparkling water surface. More and more bubbles appeared, like boiling water, emitting a pungent and fishy smell.

Jiang Yuan felt the cold and murderous aura all around him. If he didn't stop it quickly, once he summoned the zombies, the situation would be hard to predict. He whispered to Qingyang and the others, "You guys deal with the others, I'll take care of Fen Yuan!" He suddenly rushed out, swung his sword, and a dazzling blue light slashed at Fen Yuan, like a rainbow piercing the sun, chilling.

When Fen Yuan saw Jiang Yuan coming, the sound of his flute suddenly became fierce and ferocious, which made people panic and fear. At the same time, his figure disappeared in the black mist, as if he had turned into a ball of ink shadow. The "Northern Dark Fire" broke through the air and split the ink shadow in half without any hindrance. It then quickly closed again, looking weird and eerie.

"Teng! Teng! ..." Before Jiang Yuan and the others could recover from their shock, more than a dozen corpse ghosts shot out of the water. Their skin and flesh were covered with bones, and they were shiny black. They had green eyes and fangs, and their claws were as sharp as blades. They screamed fiercely and pounced on Qingyang and the others with extraordinary agility.

Everyone in Xiandaoyuan brandished their weapons, supported each other, and attacked the rapidly falling corpses. For a moment, there were flashes of swords and shadows, and a chaotic battle. The skin of these corpses was tough, as if soaked in venom, and it was difficult for the sharpness of true qi to penetrate it. It took all your strength to cut them off, and they were also manic and ferocious. If you missed a hit, they would bounce back from the ground.

Xiao Jinghong took the opportunity to release the "Invisible Needle". The people in the Xiandao Academy had to fight against the corpse ghosts while guarding against the hidden weapons flying from behind. In an instant, two people were killed by the needle.

At the same time, Yang Yingjie and Hua Qingyue attacked Jiang Yuan from both sides. Although their cultivation was not as good as Jiang Yuan's, they entangled him and made him afraid and dared not to attack Fen Yuan forcefully. Fen Yuan hid his figure in the black fog, and the black fog surged, making it difficult for Jiang Yuan to capture his true body.

The sound of the flute was so mournful and shrill that it made people's ears buzz, their true energy dissipate, and their hearts and lungs tear apart. In a moment, more than a dozen corpses and ghosts jumped out of the water and surrounded the people in the Xiandaoyuan.

Everyone in Xiandaoyuan huddled together, trembling with fear and sweating profusely. They had not expected that this corpse ghost was so ferocious, even more violent and agile than the flying wolf. They had to use all their strength to resist it.

Seeing Xiao Jinghong making sudden attacks from time to time behind him, Qingyang said to a handsome middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest beside him, "Ruogu, go deal with Xiao Jinghong!"

Ruogu used to be a wandering Taoist priest who exorcised demons and saved people from disasters. His cultivation was no less than Qingyang's. A year ago, Xu Shi saw him getting rid of the sea monster 'Dragon Shark Beast' alone at the Langya Seashore. He was good at talismans and had extraordinary skills, so Xu Shi sincerely invited him to join the Xiandao Academy. This man was taciturn and simple-minded, and was obviously not the same kind as Lao Tuo, He Biliu and others.

If it were an ordinary corpse ghost, Ruogu's talisman would turn it into bones. This was also the reason why he brought him here tonight. However, these corpse ghosts had been processed and were completely controlled by the sound of the flute. His talisman had no effect on them, so he had to swing his sword to kill them.

Ruogu nodded slightly, sheathed his sword, and leaped out of the encirclement of the zombies. With a swish, two three-inch long golden talismans flew out from his hands. The golden talismans spun rapidly and swept towards Xiao Jinghong who was preparing to launch a sneak attack.

Xiao Jinghong saw the golden talisman flying towards him quickly and dodged it hurriedly. However, after the golden talisman passed by his side, it suddenly turned sharply and flew back. At this time, Ruogu flew two more talismans towards him, trapping Xiao Jinghong in between. He could only dodge again and barely avoided it. He waved his long sleeves and shot out several invisible needles.

Ruogu's ears twitched slightly, and he turned left and right to avoid them all. He took the flying golden talisman with both hands, and flicked his wrist. With a "swish!" sound, the golden talisman flew out, as fast as a meteor.

Xiao Jinghong was about to dodge, but he saw the two golden talismans suddenly turned into four golden lights, going straight to the vital points on his body. The two golden talismans behind him also flew across his back. He was secretly shocked, knowing that this person's skills were extraordinary. He jumped up quickly and turned his body quickly in the air. "Crack!" The cold wind swept across his right shoulder, leaving a cut, and blood immediately gushed out. He turned several times in a row and jumped out of the golden talisman's rotation range, and had no chance to fight back.

Ruogu turned the flying golden talisman around, his hands danced, golden light flashed, and the golden talismans followed him like a shadow, sweeping towards Xiao Jinghong, flying back and forth around him, forcing Xiao Jinghong to retreat, surrounded by danger. On the other side, Jiang Yuan was surrounded by cold air, and he had transformed into two fire swords, shooting out blue light. He knew that in order to stop the corpse ghost's frenzy, he had to interrupt the sound of Fenyuan's flute, but Fenyuan seemed to disappear in the swimming black fog, and he couldn't hit it for more than ten consecutive swords. The black fog was obviously a group of corpse poison. Jiang Yuan didn't dare to rush in to look for it rashly. Yang Yingjie and Hua Qingyue on both sides were besieging him from left and right. Although Hua Qingyue's cultivation was not high, the iron bone whip was soaked with poison. If he was hit, he would suffer.

The sound of the flute was shrill and soul-stirring, and a strong wind was blowing on the river. Corpses jumped out of the water from time to time. In a blink of an eye, dozens of them surrounded the people from Xiandaoyuan. They rushed into them without fear. Even if they were hit by weapons, they would stand up again as long as their bones were intact. Even for people with cultivation levels like Qingyang and He Bilu, they were quite distressed. Although they chopped off several corpses, the continuous siege of corpses would soon drain their energy. They had expected that these people would follow He Bilu and find an opportunity to kill him, and then bite back and frame Xiandaoyuan for murder. Jiang Yuan and others made full preparations to meet the attack here in order to capture them and force them to confess the culprit, but they did not expect that the strength of these people was far beyond their imagination. In this way, they were the ones who fell into the trap and became the culprit of killing He Bilu.

Just as everyone in Xiandaoyuan was struggling to hold on, they suddenly heard a melodious piano sound coming from the distant water, like spring water cracking the ice and flowing into their hearts. The haze in everyone's hearts was swept away, as if the clouds had cleared to see the sun, and their morale was boosted.

Looking at the corpses again, they seemed to be disturbed by the sound of the piano. Their movements became much slower and the green light in their eyes dimmed. Some of them even sat on the ground like dogs and wolves, listening with their ears tilted in fear, which was quite funny.

Qingyang saw the opportunity and shouted, "Let's get rid of them now!" At the order, everyone jumped out of the encirclement, and colorful lights danced as they attacked the group of zombies.

When the ball of black mist heard the sound of the piano, it made a sound of doubt and suddenly quickened the rhythm of the flute music, like the howling of thousands of ghosts, sinister and fierce breaking through the air. The corpse ghosts then suddenly became excited and pounced on everyone ferociously.

When Yang Yingjie heard the sound of the piano, his heart trembled. He looked in the direction of the sound in the moonlight and saw a sailing boat floating on the water in the distance. The sound of the piano was not unfamiliar to him. He had guessed who was playing it. He shook his head and sighed, then continued to besiege Jiang Yuan.

As the sound of the flute became faster and higher, the sound of the piano also quickened its tempo, like thousands of horses galloping and waves crashing against the shore, one after another, the two rhythms mixed together, causing the corpse ghost to look around, not knowing where to go, and its movements were fast and slow, chaotic and disorganized. It suddenly flew up and pounced on the crowd, then stopped in the air, rolled to the ground, and was torn apart by the swords of the people in Xiandaoyuan.

In an instant, the situation was reversed, and most of the corpse ghosts were killed. The sound of the flute was unwilling to give in, and the rhythm was extremely fast and the pitch was also high. The dark mist swirled, and the negative energy pierced into everyone's ears like a tidal wave, which was as painful as being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Jiang Yuan concentrated his mind, his two swords gleamed with dazzling cold light, he leaped up and stabbed at Hua Qingyue with one sword. Seeing Hua Qingyue hurriedly flew away in fear, he suddenly turned over and turned abruptly. His two swords were like thunder and lightning, flashing two arcs of light that swept across Yang Yingjie who was stabbing from behind.

Yang Yingjie was shocked. He did not expect Jiang Yuan to counterattack suddenly and collide with him head-on. He quickly dodged the sword by moving his body sideways. He closed the Iron Bone Fan and held it across his chest to block the other sword. "Bang", broken ice danced wildly, and cold air rolled. Yang Yingjie's arm shook violently and he lost consciousness. His internal organs seemed to be squeezed together, and he was in severe pain. He almost fainted. His body was shot out from the flying broken ice, rushed several feet away, fell on his back to the ground, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood. He did not get up for a long time.

After Jiang Yuan defeated Yang Yingjie, he snorted coldly, turned his Qi around, and suddenly condensed a light blue spherical ice mist around his body. He swung his sword and rushed into the swirling black mist. He concentrated on searching the surroundings and suddenly found a black shadow flashing. Jiang Yuan did not hesitate and jumped up to stab. When the fire sword sank in, it broke with a "pop" sound. The black shadow turned into black mist and spread out. It was obviously a disguised phantom. When he was suspicious, he found another one. He turned around and stabbed again. The black shadow broke again. The double swords rolled and swept away the black shadows one after another, but the real body was still not found. After a while, he felt a buzzing in his ears and his head was dizzy. When he was hesitating, he suddenly heard the sound of a golden flute breaking from above, and the flute sound was also interrupted. He looked up suddenly and found a black shadow above his head. Jiang Yuan did not hesitate, he jumped up, waved his sword and slashed at the black shadow. The black shadow saw the blue light slashing at it, and suddenly dodged. The black mist then poured back into the body, and Fen Yuan appeared and flew to the ground.

After the flute sound stopped, the corpses on the other side jumped into the water one after another, splashing water and disappearing. Only then could the people in Xiandaoyuan catch their breath.

Fenyuan's black robe flashed, and his dark eyes glanced at the lonely boat in the distance, then he turned to Hua Qingyue beside him and said in a deep voice: "Go and kill that man!"

Upon hearing this, Hua Qingyue smiled charmingly, and ran lightly. A red shadow flew across the water and rushed towards the boat.

Jiang Yuan knew that without the help of the master on the boat, he would never be able to break Fen Yuan's ghost-controlling technique. If things went wrong, Xiandao Academy would suffer heavy damage tonight. He couldn't miss the opportunity, and with a whistling sound, he swung his two swords and slashed towards Fen Yuan.

(End of this chapter)