The sand blew in the wind, and the leaves tumbled to the ground.

The dawn was about to arrive, and the atmosphere was a little heavy. It was cold and somber.

The cold moon had a calm face. As it ran, it would occasionally raise its head to look at the light that was gradually rising from the east. Its brows had never relaxed.

To others, this radiance represented endless hope.

However, she was filled with despair for herself.

"It's almost at the exit. Zhou Feng, you have to be careful later, I don't have the time to care about your life or death."

"Yes, yes …" "Lord Hanyue is also very careful."

Zhou Feng forced a smile and nodded his head, as he hurriedly replied.

Previously, he had almost chased Ye Feng to death. Who would have thought that he would have to flee in such a panic, and even face the opponent's counterattack.

In the next moment, Han Yue gently gritted her teeth, ignoring the blood that still stained the corner of her mouth. She took out her jade flute and placed it across her thin cherry lips.

The strong sound came out from the jade flute,

Several giant ghost servants took large strides as they ran towards the exit. Their entire bodies were suffused with scarlet red light and their eyes looked as if they were about to split open. Their expressions were especially pained.

From the looks of it, they could easily self-destruct at any time.

Han Yue's gaze was fixated on her front, and she was extremely focused. She didn't even have the time to close her eyes.

Suddenly, a black shadow jumped out from the corner of the street.

"Explode!"

Han Yue's eyes lit up. Without a doubt, Ye Feng was blocking the exit.

Thus, she played an extremely strong note almost at the same time.

Immediately, one of the giant ghost servants dashed towards the black shadow. Scarlet light radiated from his body, and a strong air whirl shot out in all directions with him as the center.

"Bang!" a loud sound echoed through the dead end.

Blood splattered everywhere, dust stirred up,

The power of the Corpse Explosion was extraordinary.

However, that black shadow was not Ye Feng.

The thing that flew out was just an ordinary black cloth.

"What, you …"

Han Yue's beautiful eyes widened. She did not expect Ye Feng to joke with her at this critical moment.

He had risked his life to trigger the corpse explosion, but the other party had only lost a piece of cloth.

"Are you mocking me? How preposterous!"

Han Yue was so angry that his lips and teeth collided. His internal organs were all on fire. He really wanted to beat up Ye Zifeng.

However, the one who was running away was him. Compared to capturing Ye Feng, the most important thing right now was to escape to a place where the light could not reach.

No matter how angry she was, for the time being, she could only forcefully hold it in.

The next moment, another black shadow jumped out.

Han Yue snorted angrily. "Once more, do you think I, Han Yue, will fall for your trick?"

She focused all her attention on the front. This time, she could tell whether the black shadow was Ye Feng or anyone else.

After a moment, the light in her eyes froze and she let out a sigh of relief.

"Heh heh, it really is another pretense."

At the corner of the street, another piece of clothing was thrown out.

Han Yue put down the jade flute in her hand and said with a smile, "Repeat the same old trick. You want to waste my energy, but you don't even have a chance …"

"Is that so?"

At the corner of the street, Ye Feng suddenly took a step forward and appeared in front of Han Yue with an extremely calm expression.

"You've finally appeared, Leaftip."

Anger flashed through Han Yue's bright eyes. Just as she was about to play the jade flute again …

"Lord Hanyue, be careful behind you!"

Zhou Feng was stunned for a moment before he almost blurted out.

"Yes, behind us."

Han Yue's charming face froze and she turned her head back. Behind them, the last bit of spirit energy from her giant bone finger had completely condensed.

And behind this giant finger …

The other one, Ye Feng, stepped forward. His snow-white school s.h.i.+rt fluttered in the wind as he looked at Han Yue with a smile.

"This …" Han Yue was startled as her face paled. She found it hard to believe.

She pursed her lips and looked in front of her, then back again, where she stuck out like a log.

"How could there be... "Two leaf tips."

She originally wanted to kill Ye Zifeng in one hit, so that she could escape.

But now, with two of Ye Feng's words,

So, which one should I hit,

Just as the other party was hesitating,

"Attack!"

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth raised into a smile. With a command, the huge white finger pierced towards the direction of Han Yue like an arrow piercing through the air.

Wherever the giant finger went, a strong wind howled.

The strange tremors caused Han Yue to be unable to stand steadily.

In her haste, she barely managed to make out a flute tune, but it gave off a fragmented feeling.

With this state, she could control the ghost servants, but she couldn't control the corpses.

Because for a while, she hadn't been able to adjust herself.

Ye Zifeng's timing was perfect …

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d."

Since she wasn't able to adjust her position, Han Yue decided to bite the bullet. He picked up the jade flute and viciously swung it at the huge white finger.

Ripples erupted in the air when the two forces collided.

On the skeleton of the giant finger, there was a distinct, damaged mark.

However, compared to this,

The defensive qi barrier around Han Yue's body was destroyed on the spot. His body was shaken by the power of the huge finger made of bones. He was forced back more than ten steps as his body was engulfed by a wave of heat.

Moreover, every time she took a step back, the giant white finger would closely chase after her.

"A ghost that won't dissipate …" As she retreated, she could not help but curse in anger.

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Ye Feng, who was beside the giant, smiled and said,

As the master of a dead town, she was worthy of her reputation as a lingering ghost.

"You …" Han Yue looked at him deeply and asked probingly, "From your tone, that means you are the real Ye Feng?"

If Han Yue were to use a corpse explosion to deal with the giant white bone finger, he might not even be able to kill it after ten explosions.

That was why she had thought of using this as an opportunity.

Capture the thief and capture the king. Han Yue wanted to directly blast Ye Feng to death. This way, if the master was killed by the explosion, the huge white finger would most likely disappear along with it.

This was a good guess. If it was anyone else, she might have already succeeded.

However, her opponent was Ye Feng.

In his previous life, a Martial Ancestor Realm expert possessed ten thousand battle experiences. Therefore, when fighting, he would naturally use everything he had.

As for Han Yue, she borrowed the repelling force of the giant finger of bones to leap to a nearby beam and obtain a moment of respite. Immediately, she raised her jade flute.

"Ye Feng, just you wait …"

However, before she could really play the flute, another deep sound came from behind.

"Who said he's Ye Feng? Look carefully at the Ice Emperor Sword in my hand. Is it still fake?"

Han Yue looked back and was stunned. Sure enough, Ye Feng, who was standing at the exit of the "maze", was holding the Ice Emperor Sword in his hand.

She pointed at the tip of the leaf and frowned.

"You …"

In the blink of an eye, the giant white bone finger whistled as it bullied her body, almost hitting her. Although she finally managed to barely dodge it, her arm could not help but have quite a b.l.o.o.d.y scratch.

On the other side, Ye Feng let out a cold laugh.

"So what if I have the Ice Emperor Sword? Is the lightning flying sword in my hand just for decoration?"

"This... "So that's how it is. Ye Feng, you even gave the magic treasures to others."

Han Yue's eyes brightened as she looked deeply at the two of them. The corners of her mouth twitched, but she remained motionless. This was because just judging from her appearance, there was not the slightest difference between the two of them.

"What do you think?"

The two leaf tips looked at each other and said almost at the same time.

"I see … It's that demon fox, right? I should have thought of it long ago, Mysterious rank demon fox … having the ability to change the appearance of others, "

Han Yue bitterly smiled and shook her head, realizing that …

But at this moment, even if she wanted to understand, what could she do?

"Alright, I admit it. I never thought that I, Hanyue, as the master of a dead town would be forced into this kind of situation by a brat like you. Perhaps, it's time for me to reflect on it."

Han Yue looked at the sky, which was gradually lighting up. The expression between her brows instead turned calm. Even her originally frowning brows had now relaxed.

"You …"

Ye Feng saw that she was not rus.h.i.+ng towards the exit, and was a bit confused. He couldn't understand why she would reveal an expression like she had given up.

Even in his opinion, the cold moon might have a chance of survival.

He had only come for the heavy typhoid moon, so he did not hold much hope that he would be able to kill the other party.

However, even though he wanted to, he didn't order his fingers to stop attacking.

Several times, the cold moon was full of danger.

After dodging several times, she finally took a deep breath and made a decision.

This was because the combination of Ye Feng and the demon fox might not be enough to take her life, but if it was used to stall for time, it would be perfect.

"We can't drag this on any longer."

If she waited until dawn and the light shone on her, then she would really be finished.

She stepped into the sky and with a leap, she suddenly leaped to a dead end. She raised her jade flute and gently clenched her teeth. Determination flashed in her eyes.

An incomparably dead flute sound, like a soul-suppressing melody from a dead town, suddenly resounded in the ears of everyone present.

"Lord Hanyue, you definitely can't!"

Hearing his words, Zhou Feng's face changed drastically, and he almost blurted out.

While the cold moon played the song, he was unable to interrupt it. He could only glare fiercely at Zhou Feng, and could not say anything else.

Ye Feng also frowned as he felt uneasy. He looked around and saw that there seemed to be a subtle change in the environment …

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