The winter in Jiangnan is relatively warm, and the blazing underground fire just now burned half the sky red, so the temperature shouldn't be so low. There is only one explanation for the low temperature on the island, and that is Mr. Willy's mischief.
Moreover, the temperature dropped very quickly, and Ye Feng found that his breath turned into white mist.
Count Clan also noticed this strange phenomenon, but he was a vampire and was not afraid of the cold. When he felt it, the temperature around him had already dropped below zero.
He suddenly thought of something: "Ice magic."
The waves, one higher than the other, began to condense into ice. Ye Feng's heart trembled and he realized that something was wrong. With a thought, he attached the Wood Spirit to the Medicine King Ring on his finger, and a ray of emerald green spiritual energy emanated, which quietly drilled into the soil.
White lights flashed in the air. Looking closely, the white lights were actually water arrows formed by frozen sea water. Their arrow tips were glowing white, like ice arrows. They were harder and sharper than the water arrows just now, and hundreds of times more powerful.
Whoosh! The whistling sound was heard in the cold sea breeze, accompanied by Willy's triumphant laughter.
Countless ice arrows cut through the night sky and shot towards us.
Ye Feng had been prepared for this. The flying sword in his hand was shining brightly to protect himself and Xiaobai. Suddenly, countless vines rose from the surrounding trees, like tentacles, interweaving into a dense web shield around Ye Feng.
The vines were pierced by the ice arrows and broke into pieces, falling to the ground one by one. However, flexible vines kept rising from the ground to fill the gaps pierced by the ice arrows.
Blocked by the shield made of vines, Xiaobai happily shook his head and tail and shouted to the outside: "Come on, let the ice arrows come more fiercely."
When Earl Clan saw the icy arrows flying towards him, a scene emerged in his mind in which he would be shot into a hornet's nest by the icy arrows and die tragically on the spot. When vines broke through the ground and intertwined into a web shield to protect himself, he was so excited that he almost cried.
He bowed slightly to Ye Feng: "Thank you for your protection. It's unexpected that Mr. Ye knows witchcraft. I admire you."
Ye Feng smiled and sent a thought to Count Clan: "I don't know any witchcraft, but I have wood spirits here, they will help us."
They laughed and joked inside the shield of vines, while Willy outside was so angry that he roared, "How is this possible? You are an ancient warrior, not a wizard. How can you control wood spirits? Impossible, impossible!"
Willy had consumed a large amount of his magic power and was so exhausted that he was out of breath. He was so angry that he grabbed his hair and almost pulled it out.
Ye Feng heard no more whistling sounds of ice arrows breaking through the air outside, and then he took back the wood spirit: "Hehe, if you are not a wizard, you can't drive the wood spirit. Your water control technique and ice arrow technique are just so-so."
Several ice arrows shot in from the sky. The sporadic ice arrows posed no threat to Ye Feng. The sword light was dazzling, and the flying sword attacked, chopping them into pieces.
Elder Dark Soul also gnashed his teeth in hatred: "I said this kid has many tricks. I only knew that he had many ferocious beasts under his command, but I didn't expect that he could also drive wood spirits."
"It seems I underestimated him."
"Mr. Willy, please stand back. I must kill him today. I will settle all old and new grudges together."
Willy seemed unwilling to give up, but he had already used all his skills and did not hurt Ye Feng at all. He could only retreat to the back and leave the battlefield to the Dark Soul Elder.
The dark soul elder's black robe fluttered in the sea breeze. He had a grim expression and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Old boy, you are defeated by me, what else do you want to do? You are overestimating your own abilities."
Elder Dark Soul sneered: "That day, I didn't bring this bone flute, so you ruined my good deeds. Today, I want you to listen to my soul-devouring song.
"Listen to one song, bah! I don't want to listen. Your playing is so awful that you can blow the dead away. Don't insult my ears."
Xiao Bai also yelled: "Your playing is terrible, stop playing, you idiot."
Elder Dark Soul was so angry that his eyes almost popped out and he laughed strangely: "Unpleasant to the ear? That's right, you think I want to play a little tune for you, I want to kill you."
Woo, a strange yin and yang sound blew out from the white flute, woo woo, raising gusts of cold wind, making people feel that the sound is constantly spinning around them, and the sound becomes louder and louder, and it lasts for a long time, and countless ghost crying and wolves howling can be heard, which makes the eardrums hurt.
Xiaobai's hearing is sharper than that of ordinary people. He was tortured by the sound of the flute. He was so angry that he kept roaring and closed his two dog ears to resist this strange flute sound.
Because Count Clan is a vampire, not an ordinary human, the functions of all his organs can be closed. The power contained in his blood can resist sound waves, so he is little affected.
Ye Feng thought to himself, this is sonic power.
Strange flute sounds kept coming, and Ye Feng felt that the sound waves contained powerful energy, shooting towards him like a rain of arrows.
This kind of energy attack is much more powerful than arrow rain. Unlike ice arrows and arrow rain, they do not cause physical attacks. Instead, they are an energy wave that can completely penetrate any physical defense.
Even if Ye Feng used the wood spirit to build a strong and thick vine shield, it would not be able to withstand this energy attack.
The flying sword in Ye Feng's hand burst into dazzling light. In mid-air, he continuously struck down the sound of a flute that contained powerful energy. However, the flute sound came in an overwhelming manner, bypassing the flying sword and striking from all angles.
Ye Feng took a deep breath, and his fists emitted dazzling golden light. Waves of divine power poured into his fists, and he punched out nine waves of the first of the Thai Emperor's Four Strikes.
The endless divine power surged towards the oncoming sound waves like a raging storm.
Boom, boom! The two energies met in mid-air. Countless air waves rushed in all directions like a strong wind, raising sand, rocks and soil and breaking trees. It seemed that the whole island was shaking. Xiaobai and Earl Clan had to exert force to stand firm in the strong wind.
On the other side, Elder Dark Soul and Mr. Willy were also shaken by the powerful energy aftermath and had to stop playing the flute.
Elder Dark Soul was surprised. He didn't expect that even the bone flute he got from Seven Evils could not subdue Ye Feng. The air waves that surged from Ye Feng's fist actually broke the sound of his flute into pieces, and even pushed some of it back.
Willy's opinion of Ye Feng gradually changed, and he no longer dared to look down on Ye Feng: "This kid is worthy of being the Supreme Ancient Martial Arts Master, his internal strength is so strong."
Elder Dark Soul said, "This kid is quite skilled. I heard that the Mo Dadu faction of Fangcun Mountain is in his hands. It seems that the rumors are true. Back then, our president, True Man Qisha, used this flute to defeat the ten great masters of the six major sects. Although my skills are not as good as our president's, the bone flute can amplify my internal strength. Even masters at the peak of the Xiantian realm may find it difficult to resist."