World Wide Martial Art

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Plunging into the Baihushan ruins happened in the blink of an eye. Situ Reading.\\nＯＯＭ But it was as if the world had changed. The atmosphere suddenly changed, the wind howled, the sand flew, and the ghosts cried so loudly that their scalps were about to explode.

The blood swords behind them were chasing after them, and they were about to catch up with Ye Feng and the two. However, they were blown away by the flying sand, and they were unable to advance any further, and the blood in them was quickly eroded away.

"Um?"

After escaping from death, Ye Feng was overjoyed. The Baihumen ruins were very strange, but at this time he had no time to imagine the reason, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to go deeper inside.

"how so?"

Feeling that the blood sword he had inspired was completely eliminated by the flying sand and the dark wind, a trace of horror flashed in the pale Qingyun's eyes.

He wanted to kill Ye Feng, but the most powerful blow he sent actually disappeared out of thin air? In front of them, Ye Feng and Wu Ji lowered their heads and ran away quickly.

"Is there anything weird about this place?"

Desperate to kill, Qingyun stepped into the Baihumen ruins. As soon as he entered, his expression changed drastically, as if he had stepped into an ancient battlefield, with murderous intent and ghostly cries. There was no trace of Ye Feng or the two of them in his sight.

He withdrew in great shock.

The terrifying scene in front of them disappeared, and there was peace inside the Baihumen ruins. A few miles away, Ye Feng and the two were walking away.

"A strong person has fallen here, and the desire to kill is still there, so it's like that?"

Qingyun forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart and did not choose to pursue him immediately. Now that he was seriously injured, he broke into an unknown place without adjusting his breath. It would be unpredictable.

The scene he sensed in the ruins made him fearful.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand and shot out dozens of floating lights, which quickly disappeared into the void. Only then did he glance with disgust at Han Santong, who was exuding deathly energy.

"Fellow Taoist from Starlight City, how are your injuries? Can you continue to take action?"

Hearing his inquiry, Han Santong opened his eyes faintly, exhaled a smelly breath and stood up. At this moment, the wound on Old Man Han's chest had healed, but his breath had dropped significantly.

"Haha... my injury... will never heal."

With a slightly sad smile, Han Santong only knew about his family affairs. The vitality around him is about to be cut off. If he cannot absorb more life essence, he may die within two or three days.

"Huh? That little beast...how could you let them run away?"

Looking up, he saw the disappearing figures of Ye Feng and Han Santong. Han Santong looked stern and was about to get up to catch up, but was stopped by Qingyun.

"What is this place? It's so lifeless, it makes me feel something is wrong."

"Baihu Mountain... is where the White Tiger Gate of Starlight City is located. This sect used to be the number one in the city, but a few months ago our three sects joined forces to annihilate them, killing more than a dozen king realms and hundreds of virtual realms... "Seeing Qingyun's cautious look, Han Santong's eyes darkened before he answered.

The White Tiger Sect was very powerful back then. The sect leader Bai Hucheng believed that no one dared to touch the White Tiger Sect. He went to the county town in an attempt to further break through and enter the Holy Realm. However, there was no news from him for two or three years. There were rumors that he had died somewhere. A place of experience.

Jihuo Bao and other three sects coveted the power of the White Tiger Clan and secretly planned for a long time until Ning Shentong entered the semi-saint realm and led people to raid the White Tiger Mountain, causing their entire sect to be destroyed.

Even Bai Susu, Bai Hucheng's only beloved daughter, is missing.

Nowadays, this ruins has become a deserted place. The interior may be filled with grievances and the evil wind is raging, so no warriors would have the courage to enter.

"I see... If only some king-level warriors died, there is no need to be too taboo. That kid escaped, let's chase him!"

After listening to Han Santong's story, Qingyun sneered and turned towards the ruins.

Han Santong was not willing to lag behind and reluctantly followed Qingyun.

He was injured twice by Ye Feng, and this time he was beaten to the point where he only had three or two days left to live. How could he be able to swallow his breath after being put in such an end?

However, when he stepped into it, the expression on Old Man Han's face couldn't help but change: "Why...how did this place become like this?"

"Yin energy is permeating the air, but...if there are evil souls of White Tiger Sect warriors causing trouble, I wouldn't mind saving them for them!"

Qingyun waved his palm, and the rocks shattered into pieces. The blood mixed in them immediately made the dark wind and the howling ghosts and wolves heard in the ears much quieter.

"These lingering things can only retreat obediently in front of Elder Qingyun..."

Elder Han followed behind, somewhat frightened. He had not intervened in the destruction of the White Tiger Clan, but he was a member of the three sects after all.

"It's just that the auras of the two boys are obscured by the Yin Qi and are a little blurry. It takes some time to search." Qingyun said angrily.

"Elder Qingyun can rest assured. I have already left a mark on him, and he can't escape anywhere."

Han Santong stretched out his hand to call, and a wisp of deathly energy floated and swayed in front of the two of them for a while, then pointed in a certain direction. Then, he and Qingyun smiled sinisterly and walked straight forward.

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Ye Feng and Wu Ji were naturally unaware of the conspiracy behind it. They just fled forward as hard as they could. After entering this area, the sinister wind cut off the atmosphere, greatly reducing the range of vision and mental perception.

"Hey... look, those bones are gone..."

Running to the white jade square where the monument was erected, Ye Feng's eyes widened, and he was shocked to find that after the inscription, the seven or eight skeletons of the King Realm masters, as well as the corpses of some scattered warriors around them, had disappeared from their eyes.

Wu Ji was so scared that she took a step back.

"Ye Feng, let's go around the square. This place... may really have ghosts..."

The ghost shadow before was too strange, coming and going without a trace, which made them feel cold all over. Hearing Wu Ji say this, Ye Feng's expression changed and his footsteps moved to the side.

"Wow..."

After going deeper for about an incense stick of time, the sound of crying and wailing in his mind appeared again. The flying sand and rocks could not cover it at all, and it became clearer and clearer.

"That guy, he can't be nearby!"

He looked around with lingering fear. The crying sound was real and clear, as if it happened next to his ear, which made Wu Ji hold his arm tightly, and her soft body was even tighter.

If it were any other time, Ye Feng would never refuse the beauty's favor, but now he didn't have any crooked thoughts, and his whole body was focused on the surroundings.

"Dead... all dead..."

Suddenly, the sound stopped suddenly, and it seemed to be mixed with crazy shouts. The two figures stopped and stood subconsciously.

There was a gray fog in front of them, and a ghost figure appeared in the middle, holding a bunch of white bones in his arms, stumbling forward.

Huh...

Bringing a gust of wind, the ghost figure moved as fast as lightning, knocking down the broken walls and ruins on the side. He walked very fast, and a slight movement was several hundred feet, and he went straight into the ruins of the tallest palace in the center of the entire mountain.

The two of them vaguely saw that there were dozens of corpses neatly placed in front of the hall, and some of them should be the corpses that disappeared in the square.

It turned out that there was no ghost, but that the ghost figure brought it here.

The two of them felt relieved and slowly approached...