There was a moment of silence.
All the practitioners were dumbfounded for a moment, as if they had never seen such a situation before.
My companion soul actually swallowed its owner!
Even if this doesn't really kill him, it will become a huge joke!
I'm afraid even he himself didn't expect that it would turn out like this.
Meng Yuande was secretly annoyed that Qin Meng was so uninterested and thought he could deal with Ye Muxi.
According to the head of the family, although Ye Muxi has a strong talent, he does have a useless soul.
What's the use of a useless companion soul, no matter how high the talent is, it has absolutely no combat effectiveness.
Because he believed that Qin Meng must have underestimated the enemy, which was why Ye Muxi won easily.
In fact, everyone thought so too. Therefore, after Qin Meng was defeated, a second person came out immediately.
"Miss Ye, I'm Feng Wu, come and give me some advice!"
Feng Wu was not from the Ye family, but simply wanted to test Ye Muxi's strength.
Qin Meng's defeat was too fast and too incredible, so it was impossible to tell from the previous battle what kind of strength Ye Muxi was.
So he had to play in person.
Feng Wu's companion soul is a flute, which is a weapon soul.
This is the first time Mu Xi has seen this kind of weapon soul. How should Dizi attack
So when Feng Wu took action, Mu Xi was still observing, wanting to see how the disciple attacked.
Feng Wu didn't wait for Ye Muxi to summon the accompanying soul, and directly put the flute to his ear.
"call-"
A harsh flute sound suddenly sounded from the flute. The sound of the flute was different from the sound of a normal flute, and it was even a bit weird.
When the flute sounded, everyone felt refreshed and their mental energy began to float!
It's a spiritual attack!
A flash of surprise flashed in Mu Xi's eyes. It turned out that he was using music to deal with the enemy!
People whose cultivation level was worse than Feng Wu's were in a trance at this moment, as if there was a force controlling them.
The sound of the flute became faster and faster, and became more and more weird. Everyone felt that their spiritual world was shaking.
"Pfft!" The person who was closer couldn't bear such a mental attack and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Back off!"
Seeing this, someone shouted and quickly asked those who were closer to step back.
They were standing too close together, and thus the musical attack was most obvious.
They couldn't complain about Feng Wu's indiscriminate attacks. They were the ones who wanted to get too close.
Feng Wu's target was Ye Muxi, so the musical attack formed ripples, all heading towards Ye Muxi!
The ripples looked like ripples rippling on the water, spreading out in circles with Ye Muxi as the center.
As long as the people around him are swept by the ripple circle, they will feel sick and want to vomit, and the vomited blood will still be there.
But Ye Muxi, who was standing in the center of the attack range, had no change in her pretty face, as if she was not affected at all.
Feng Wu stared at Ye Muxi who was under his musical control with wide eyes. He remained unmoved and sped up again.
"Whirring whirring-"
The weird flute sound is like the cry of a ghost baby in the streets late at night, which makes people's hair stand on end.
Feng Wu mobilized almost all his strength and catalyzed it in the rhythm attack.
The idiot Sixth Miss of the Ouyang family suddenly had no one to get married to. She was sitting there stupidly. Suddenly she saw Mo Yan opposite. Seeing that he was also dressed in red, she quickly wanted to pounce on Mo Yan.
With this pounce, she broke into the ripple circle of Feng Wuyin Rhythm. The sixth lady screamed miserably, and blood immediately flowed from all the holes, and she fell to the ground unconscious.
Seeing the situation of Miss Fool Six, no one dared to doubt that Feng Wu's attack was ineffective.
But Ye Muxi seemed to really want not to hear. Her delicate and pretty face remained expressionless, without even any change.
Feng Wu's eyes grew wider and wider, and the sound of his flute became faster and faster, as if he didn't believe his own musical attack. He couldn't help Ye Muxi. After a sudden pause, his flute sound suddenly sounded again in an extremely harsh way.
Finally, just when everyone thought Ye Muxi couldn't hear the sound of the flute, Ye Muxi suddenly took out an exquisite chaise longue, then sat on the chaise longue and closed his eyes.
Feng Wu felt happy.
She must have been unable to bear it, so she fainted!
She was really showing off her strength just now!
Feng Wu breathed a sigh of relief. He thought there was something wrong with his musical attack. Fortunately, he finally gained the upper hand!
Shouldn't the person who has passed out be left to his own devices to kill or behead him
Meng Yuande obviously understood that this was an opportunity, and said quickly: "Young Master Feng! She fainted! Young Master Feng's companion soul is indeed the only companion soul in the mainland, it is really powerful!"
Everyone likes to hear good words. Although Feng Wu disdains Meng Yuande in his heart, he is still a little proud in his heart.
However, in order to avoid accidents, he still hung his flute and approached Ye Muxi step by step.
The woman leaning on the chaise is really beautiful. With her eyes closed, she is less cold and more gentle, but there is still a coldness and alienation between her eyebrows.
Feng Wu approached Ye Mu Xi little by little, and the sound of the flute never stopped. However, seeing her eyes closed and motionless, Feng Wu thought that she must not wake up so soon.
His musical attack specifically attacks the mental power of others. People with injured mental power will not wake up so easily.
Feng Wu stood next to the imperial concubine chair. Seeing that Ye Muxi still had his eyes closed, he stopped playing the flute and the woman on the imperial concubine chair stretched out her hand!
Just when his hand was about to touch her, the woman on the chaise suddenly opened her eyes.
A pair of cold eyes sparkled with stars, and the cold light was sharp. How could they be even remotely cold
Feng Wu was shocked, secretly shouting that he was not good, and immediately wanted to retreat!
But it was too late, a golden pen flew from the sky and stuck directly between his eyebrows!
Feng Wu had a thought in his mind, and the accompanying soul flute stood in front of him. However, the golden pen passed directly through the middle of the flute and came towards him!
It's over.
There were only these two words in Feng Wu's mind at the moment.
Competition, victory and defeat are all things that happen in the blink of an eye, even if a person's life is lost, it is a matter of course.
Feng Wu thought he would die.
However, the golden pen stopped when it touched the center of his eyebrows.
He only felt a pain in his forehead, and there seemed to be blood sliding down his face, but it did not penetrate his forehead bones, leaving him alive.
Feng Wu felt like he was dripping with cold sweat, and he felt like he was walking through the gates of hell.
"I lost." Feng Wu's voice was dry, and he was convinced of his defeat.
Mu Xi took back the golden pen and said calmly: "Well, you play very well, it's very hypnotic."
Feng Wu: "..."
Everyone: "..."
So she didn't faint just now, but fell asleep listening to the flute
besides! The flute sound of howling ghosts and wolves made people feel creepy and numb, but she actually thought it sounded good and even used it as a lullaby!
Feng Wu smiled bitterly: "Miss Ye is unfathomable, Feng Wu admires her."
Mu Xi frowned and sat back on the imperial concubine's chair: "Next."