There was so much power coming from the black umbrella that both sides of the gate began to tremble and shake.
But as long as it was pure strength, Lin Ye could still block it.
The underground gate is the only place for entry and exit in the ghost market known to outsiders, so Lin Ye blocks the underground gate and cannot open the eighth level of Miaoyin no matter how strong it is.
There was originally a stone path inside the door, and eight people were walking one after another. Now, no more than two were going out.
"If you do it again, I don't care if it's eight people inside or one outside, they will all die."
The voice that floated in Lin Ye's ears before appeared again, and in its calmness, there was a sense of decisive killing.
The power coming from the big umbrella disappeared, which showed that Fei Yu Tang's Eighth Wave of Wonderful Sound did not dare to act arrogantly here.
Before Lin Ye could move, his umbrella suddenly flew to one side. It was an invisible force.
Someone used his inner strength to turn into claws, grabbed Lin Ye's umbrella from the air and threw it outside the yard.
"Let's go. There is no killing here. If you want to kill, I can only do it."
After the voice appeared again, the Eighth Wave of Wonderful Sound had come out of the underground door, and Lin Ye could only retreat temporarily.
He picked up the big umbrella outside the courtyard gate, his wrist still aching slightly.
The power of grabbing him from the air just now made it impossible for him to hold the handle of the umbrella. The realm of this man in the dark should be far above him.
But for Lin Ye, what happened?
Wuyue is the pinnacle of the world, and above Wuyue is the god on earth. I have enlightened myself and am the strongest in history.
Eight women in long skirts walked out of the courtyard, turned around and bowed towards the door, then they all looked at Lin Ye.
The flute plays.
A woman had a flute in her hand. As the flute played, Lin Ye immediately sensed the danger.
The big umbrella opened instantly, and countless needle-like things were blocked by the umbrella.
Lin Ye guessed that they would take the opportunity to attack, so he twisted the umbrella handle and sprayed out a stream of powder.
But there was a sound of clothes fluttering behind him, and two or three people had already flown over.
Zhuang Junji said that these eight women were extremely fast. Only then did Lin Ye finally understand how fast they were.
Opposite, a woman holding a pipa flicked her fingers, and as the sound of the lute began, invisible inner energy swept away all the powder.
The woman who played the flute before was at least outstanding, and the woman holding the pipa was also at least outstanding.
Lin Ye took a slow breath.
Eight, all seem to be at the top of their game.
Those who can use weapons to release their inner energy probably cannot be those who have just entered the Diocesan realm.
Lin Ye didn't even need to use his second hand to fight eight Qiming realms, and Lin Ye didn't even break a sweat when hitting eight manifest distances.
But these are the eight outstanding men in the Outstanding Realm, and their inner strength can hurt people, but it can be invisible.
A woman waved her hand, and eight people immediately surrounded Lin Ye in a circle, with Lin Ye being the center of the circle.
Lin Ye stood up straight, handed the big umbrella to his left hand, raised his right hand, and used his thumb to put a little more pressure on his heart.
After this click, Lin Ye frowned slightly in pain.
He thought, it turns out it really hurts.
Now that it hurts, he asked: "Now, what are your last words?"
One sentence angered eight women.
The instruments in the hands of eight people sounded at the same time. It should be a beautiful thing for eight such beautiful women to play in unison.
But if the eight of them played in unison, it would kill someone.
They are called the Eight Waves of Saraswati, and this literal meaning is enough for people to imagine the way they attack.
Eight kinds of sounds gathered together, like forming a whirlpool, heading towards Lin Ye's ears.
Since they have joined forces, no one has been able to avoid being confused by the music.
They also knew very well that in just a moment, the man wearing the mask would vomit blood after hearing the inner energy.
Lin Ye suddenly moved.
When the force is exerted under the feet, people are shocked.
When he put the big umbrella away, it was like an iron rod. Under the surprised eyes of the eight women, he swept the umbrella across the face of one of them.
The seven people were shocked.
One person was in severe pain.
This is impossible to happen. Lin Ye has been trapped by the eight sounds and cannot raise his inner strength at all.
Even if Lin Ye has no internal energy, the eight tones are enough to make Lin Ye's heart confused and his limbs weak.
But when the umbrella was swept away, the woman spun and flew sideways, looking like she was unable to hit her.
Lin Ye is not stupid.
Since they were called the Eight Turns of Miaoyin, it was natural that the music would hurt people, so Lin Ye used the method of sealing acupoints to close his ears and even his nose.
No smell or hearing, just a pair of eyes.
The eighth-turn of Saraswati probably wouldn't have imagined that this time they were fighting someone who could temporarily turn them deaf.
Mr. Xin said that the method of sealing acupoints is divided into many levels.
The shallowest and most direct level is to seal the enemy's acupoint and defeat the enemy with one move.
The second level is to seal acupoints for yourself and use them to stimulate certain abilities.
There are so many bright acupoints all over the body, and each one has its own use. Different methods of sealing acupoints will naturally have different effects on the enemy and yourself.
A higher level of acupuncture sealing is to seal the dark acupoints and use the power of the dark acupoints to improve one's personal cultivation.
Lin Ye was not only a freak who could seal acupuncture points, but he also had his acupoints opened by a freak. Although Lin Ye's behavior later did not even occur to that freak.
But if it hadn't been like that and Dantian was still there, Lin Ye might not be such a weirdo.
There are thousands of wonderful ways to do things in the world, and if you get one of them from Lin Ye, the wonderful uses are endless.
After Mr. Xin opened the acupuncture points for Lin Ye, Lin Ye continued to practice Zhou Tian Shen Shu and the two wonders of the temple, the Book on the Balcony.
He can't cultivate inner strength, but that doesn't mean it's useless.
Lin Ye knocked down a person with an umbrella. It was expected that even if the woman survived, she would not be able to get up for a while.
He retracted his umbrella and came back. The umbrella opened and blocked another wave of silver needle attacks.
With such urgency, he even looked back at the woman who fell to the ground: "Pick the ugly ones and beat them first."
The woman had fallen to the ground and was in too much pain to get up, but she heard these words.
So he screamed and stood up with his hands on the ground.
Lin Ye shook the big umbrella, and iron nails shot out from the umbrella. The other women immediately used their inner strength to block the path of the nails.
Lin Ye took advantage of the situation and swept back, kicking the woman in the stomach who had just gotten up.
"Not only is it the ugliest, but its scream is also unpleasant."
The force of this kick directly knocked the woman against the courtyard wall. With a loud bang, the woman's body was embedded in the wall and stuck there motionless.
Lin Ye's kick was so powerful that it hit her pubic area. Ninety-nine percent of the time, this woman would not survive.
Hitting a woman is such a thing.
See who you hit.
Lin Ye turned around to face the others...
At this moment, if you show mercy to your opponent because she is a woman, the forest leaves may be torn into pieces in the next breath.
Besides, that's not Lin Ye's character.
On the other side, Lingshan Nu carried Zhuang Junji and ran on the street. Zhuang Junji sat on his shoulders with a solemn expression.
When the Eighth Wave of Wonderful Sound appeared at the beginning, he had not yet realized that today's killing spree was coming towards him.
It wasn't until the eight women followed the ghost market that he realized that those people were not waiting for Lin Ye to go out tonight, but were waiting for him to go out.
He talked a lot with Lin Ye in the ghost market, and three of them were telling Lin Ye to run faster when he went out.
That was because he didn't want to implicate Lin Ye. He didn't expect that Lin Ye had thought of the purpose of those eight people earlier than him.
"Lingshan slave, hurry up."
Zhuang Junji said softly, but his tone was urgent.
It had been a long time since Lingshan Nu had seen the second master in a hurry, so he gritted his teeth and ran with all his strength.
They were not going back to Jade Bird Tower, but to Feiyu Hall.
On the way from the Ghost Market to Feiyu Hall, where Lingshan Nu passed by at full speed, there were ghosts on both sides.
But no one intercepted them halfway, and these ghosts seemed to be gathering towards Feiyu Hall.
"Second Master, could you guess wrong?"
Lingshan Nu asked breathlessly while running.
Zhuang Junji said: "Shi Hongzhu is a cruel and ruthless woman, that's why she can be at the helm of Feiyu Hall. Over the years, she has only broken the precept once, and that time, it was me."
He said: "Of all the men in the world, few can match her magnanimity. She will never regret what she said."
Shi Hongzhu said that because of these seventy-two bowls of wine, from now on, the people of Feiyu Hall will stay away from the place where your Zhuang Junji is.
Today, the Eighth Wave of Miaoyin followed like that. If it wasn't because he woke up from the drunkenness of the seventy-two bowls of wine, something must have happened to Shi Hongzhu.
Feiyu Hall's internal fighting has always been cruel. Shi Hongzhu was able to become the chief helmsman of Feiyu Hall because he was ruthless enough and didn't hesitate at all when it was time to kill.
"The second boss."
Lingshan Nu asked: "Do you want to send a signal to summon the brothers?"
Zhuang Junji shook his head: "No, you have to leave when you get there. This is not Jade Bird Tower's business, it is my private matter."
"I won't leave. I will be wherever the second boss is."
"You must leave. If you don't leave, you will no longer be my brother Zhuang Junji."
"No, it's not!"
Lingshan slave shouted: "If I die, I will die by your side!"
Why is Zhuang Junji a legend?
If it had been anyone else, he would have sent a signal at this time to summon more than a thousand brothers from Jade Bird Tower.
But he didn't, because it was his private matter to rescue Shi Hongzhu.
He would never put his brothers in Jade Bird House into crisis for personal reasons.
Ahead is a crossroads, and on the northwest side of the crossroads is Feiyu Hall's Ningchun Building, where Shi Hongzhu lives.
"Lingshan slave, let's go."
Zhuang Junji took a deep breath and wanted to slide off Lingshan Nu's shoulders, but Lingshan Nu held his legs with one hand and held his big hand there, making Zhuang Junji unable to get off.
"Second Master, I have only one wish in my life."
Lingshan Nu shouted: "If you have bad legs and feet, I will be your legs and feet. If your arms are bad, I will be your arms. If you can't move in the future, I will carry you. If I can't walk, I will carry you." Climbing with you, this job belongs to Lingshan Slave alone, no one can take it from him!"
Zhuang Junji's eyes turned red, and he flicked his tears away with a flick of his finger.
When we arrived at the crossroads, a huge net suddenly fell from the sky. The net was so big that it could cover the entire crossroads.
When the net fell, a green light appeared above Zhuang Junji's head, like a very fast hummingbird, flying back and forth in the sky quickly.
Qingmang returned to Zhuang Junji. It was a small green sword that was only an inch long. The net had been broken into pieces and fell around them one after another.
Lingshan Nu stopped and stood in the middle of the crossroads.
There were countless people on the roads in the four directions, including countless black shadows blocking them on the way they came.
Those people were from Feiyu Hall, and they were probably ants-like pawns in the eyes of the truly powerful.
But there were so many of them. There were at least six to seven hundred people crowded into the four streets, forming a circular formation that blocked all retreats for Zhuang Junji and the others.
But since Zhuang Junji is here, how can he retreat just as he arrives?
"I'll just say it."
Someone spoke upstairs in Ningchun, and it was also a woman's voice.
A window was pushed open with force, and the action of opening the window was filled with anger.
So the two windows that were pushed open flew directly to both sides.
A woman with a veil appeared at the window, overlooking Zhuang Junji: "You and Shi Hongzhu must have a problem. I have said it thousands of times, but no one believed it. They all thought it was Shi Hongzhu who was so heroic and acted like a man with you." It’s mutual appreciation!”
She stretched out her hand and pointed at Zhuang Junji: "If you don't come today, probably no one will believe me."
Zhuang Junji raised his head and glanced at the woman, and only responded with a few words.
"You have a dirty heart."
The woman yelled: "Do it!"
Among the surrounding Feiyu Hall disciples, no one dared to rush forward directly, but their pressure made the encirclement smaller and smaller.
Zhuang Junji remained calm.
"Brothers from Feiyu Hall, I still want to give you some advice, because you were also Shi Hongzhu's brothers."
He said: "If you can't stop me, you will all die."
Green light flashed and flew around Zhuang Junji.
Hundreds of people took a few steps back.
They were really a little scared, because the sickly and thin man sitting on the shoulders of the giant in front of them was the real giant.
He is a true legend in the underworld.
Who in the world of darkness has not heard...
There are thousands of heroes in the underworld in Yunzhou City, but they are not as good as that one person, one wine, and one blue bird.
