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Chapter 2800 Confused Sound

It’s just Feng Chenglin, it’s time to do it, and he’s still very interested in those messy things!

I really don’t know if Ling Luoyu learned bad things when he was with him!!

"Lingling..."

A gust of wind chimes came from all directions, and Feng Chenglin's face changed slightly: "What the hell is this sound?"

Lingyun Peak's sword energy rotated and stood alert: "It's the bell... on their rope..."

Only then did Feng Chenglin see that there were these small red bells on the ropes of these girls.

But the bell was very small, like a soybean, so he didn't see it the moment someone took action.

As the rope trembles, the sound of the bell becomes more and more crisp and pleasant.

However, the girls in red were shaking the ringtone, and there was no other killing move.

Ling Yunfeng was always on guard against the beautiful lady because he found that every time the ringtone rang, her fingers were shaking, as if they were beating something.

"Feng Chenglin, look at the beautiful lady's hands...these bells seem to be controlled by her..."

Feng Chenglin seemed to have not heard it, and he did not respond.

Ling Yunfeng was about to turn around and look, and suddenly saw a strange smile fainted from the face of the gorgeous lady.

He exclaimed that it was not good. Before he could remind Feng Chenglin to be careful, he heard the sound of mysterious energy coming through the air behind him.

"not good……"

Ling Yunfeng turned around in shock, and the sword in his hand lies across in front of him, and the mysterious aura suddenly arose.

"Bang!"

The fist behind him hit his sword.

"Buzz!"

The sword trembled and instantly shattered the tiger's mouth of Lingyun Peak.

"Feng Chenglin, what are you doing?!"

The person who punched him turned out to be Feng Chenglin.

It seemed that he could not hear his deep breath, Feng Chenglin's expression did not change at all. After one blow, the wind of fists rose again, and three more punches, all hitting Ling Yunfeng's sword.

"Bang!"

Ling Yunfeng's retreating foot broke the ground.

"Crack!"

A broken crevices extend towards the cliff.

“Um…”

Ling Yunfeng stood still with a humming muffled, and looked at his chest.

Feng Chenglin's several consecutive impacts broke his wounds almost every time.

After several times, the wound was twice torn.

Feng Chenglin, opposite him, stood there with an expressionless face, his eyes dazed.

Turning his head slowly, Ling Yunfeng turned to the beautiful lady.

"What did you do to him?"

"Nothing, it's just a little bit of soul-catching..."

The beautiful lady smiled and covered her mouth, but there was disappointment in her eyes.

"However, Lingyun Peak, I really didn't realize that you can actually withstand my confusion... These bells have the function of confusing people's hearts. As long as you hear them, you will be confused..."

"Is that so?!" Ling Yunfeng sneered and turned his head, looking at the bells around him: "But I don't think your ringtone has any confusing effect..."

"Those who can withstand my confusion are not only those who have achieved great cultivation, but also those who have no intention..."

The beautiful lady turned her head slightly, looked Ling Yunfeng up and down, and her pupils shrank slightly.

"Your cultivation is obviously not a great person, but you resisted my confusion, which means you have no intention..."

"Wuxin?" Ling Yunfeng sneered disdainfully: "So, I should have died long ago?"

"The person without mind is not really not heartless, but the desire in this person's heart... You have no desire... So you resist the illusion brought by the sound of humiliation!! Ling Yunfeng, I didn't expect that you can actually be able to have no desires in your heart... You are so young, you rarely have such concentration!!"
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