dognovel Chapter 272: Using leaves as weapons and sound as attacks
Chapter 272: Using leaves as weapons and sound as attacks
At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew from the front.
Huh —
As the cold wind blew, it brought with it thick fog. In the blink of an eye, this strange fog enveloped them, making them feel cold and creepy.
“Ring, ring, ring—”
The bells on the two Taoists also began to shake violently. The sound was much louder than before, and seemed to be a little urgent, indicating an extremely dangerous situation!
Seeing this strange scene, everyone's faces changed drastically, and they immediately drew their swords and prepared for battle.
The two Taoists even took out their spiritual weapons, chanted mysterious spells, and then shouted loudly!
Buzz—
Two inexplicable sounds came from the spiritual weapons in their hands. The sounds carried mysterious talismanic power and spread from the spiritual weapons. In an instant, the surrounding fog receded and dissipated like a tide, but it only retreated a distance of more than ten meters before stopping. Thick gray fog still lingered in the distance.
Suddenly, they saw a figure appear in the fog in front of them. The fog was hazy and they couldn't see clearly, but they could tell that it was a man!
The man was dressed in black, with an upright posture. He stood at the end of the road, in the strange gray fog. He seemed to be the evil god of this strange place, appearing silently.
With the appearance of the man, the surrounding fog seemed to suddenly stabilize and even become thicker.
When a group of people saw the man who suddenly appeared, they immediately guessed that he was the thief who had lured the brothers of the Cheetah Gang here before!
"Master Bai, Master Zhu, hurry up and kill him to avenge our brothers!"
The bandit leader shouted loudly, but did not rush forward impulsively. He let the two Taoists take the lead first. The main reason was that the man looked too weird, and he was afraid that this man would use some shady means and he would suffer.
The group of men behind him also wisely followed and did not move, just staring vigilantly at the man in front of them.
The two Taoists saw through their little thoughts, but did not care, because they also felt that this person was not simple. If they rashly approached, they would definitely be in trouble!
The two Taoists put away the spiritual weapons, put them on their waists, and then drew out the sharp swords that could exorcise evil spirits.
However, before they could go forward, a strange rhythm suddenly sounded, which was the sound of blowing leaves.
It was the man in front who used leaves as weapons and music as attack. When the rhythm sounded, the strange gray fog was immediately mobilized!
The thick gray fog surged towards them again like a tide, the cold and gloomy air in it was even stronger than before, and it carried a distinct murderous aura.
In the blink of an eye, a group of people were engulfed in fog. At the same time, strong depression and fear filled their hearts, making people almost suffocate.
The dull rhythm, like a ghost, was able to drive the fog to put pressure on them. They gasped for breath, and their hearts beat faster subconsciously. With the rhythm, the feeling of panic was slowly getting worse. If this continued, they would probably die suddenly in the near future!
The two Taoists in front immediately raised their swords, chanted something, and swung their swords forward.
The sword rose and fell, accompanied by the sound of "whoosh" wind. In an instant, the thick fog in front seemed to be split open. After the invisible talisman power dispersed some of the fog, the strong sense of oppression suddenly decreased greatly, and the black figure hidden in the gray fog in the distance appeared again.
This time, the vision was clearer than before. It was a young man with a cold and handsome face. He held a green leaf in his hand, put it to his lips, and blew gently. Mist surged behind him, mysterious and unpredictable.
He looked at them with an indifferent expression, and the movement of playing the flute by his lips did not stop. Soon, the strange gray fog surged again like a surging tide, quickly submerging them.
That horrible feeling of suffocation came again, even more violent than before!
"what!!!"
"Help...ah...I can't take it anymore..."
"Bai Dao Ren! Help!"
"Please, I, I don't... want to die... ah..."
……
In the thick gray fog, there were constant cries for mercy, and many people had difficulty speaking, as if they were almost unable to breathe and were about to suffocate.
The leading Taoist monks kept chanting spells and swinging their swords, but the gray fog would come back again after it dissipated, and at most it could only slightly alleviate their sense of oppression. The rhythm continued and the fog never stopped.
Helplessly, Taoist Zhu replaced his sword with a spiritual weapon that could defend against evil spirits, a specially refined copper plate with runes engraved on it to suppress evil. When the copper plate was sacrificed, the deadly fog was immediately isolated. The fog could not invade within a five-meter range centered on Taoist Zhu.
Those who were close to Taoist Zhu felt as if a huge mountain had been removed from their hearts. They immediately breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
Within the range protected by the bronze plate, the vision was clear and no longer foggy. Seeing this, the people behind hurriedly moved forward desperately until they entered this range. Only then did they collapse to the ground and escaped the disaster.
In this short period of time, they all turned pale, broke out in cold sweats, and felt weak all over. They have not recovered until now.
The Taoist monk in front gritted his teeth, held his sword, and took a step. The mist dispersed and gathered again under his sword. He stepped forward and killed the man in the distance.
Gradually, the hundred Taoists came closer and closer, and the group of people behind them looked ahead nervously.
I saw the man in the distance, appearing and disappearing in the mist, his face still calm and indifferent, blowing the green leaf leisurely.
However, he changed the tone slightly, and the melody he played was neither melodious nor cheerful, but rather low, with an inexplicable weirdness and eeriness, as if it was music coming from hell, making people feel fear and uneasiness involuntarily.
From the moment the rhythm changed, the fog around him seemed to surge even more violently.
He seemed to have merged with the fog, and his whole body exuded a gloomy and terrifying feeling, which made people feel scared.
It became more difficult for Bai Dao Ren to move forward. Every swing of his sword was very strenuous. Under the erosion of the fog, his face became uglier and uglier, and began to turn gray. The defensive treasures on his body seemed to have lost their effectiveness.
Bai Dao Ren gritted his teeth, raised his sword, and swung it forward with force. The gray fog dissipated again, but it was still some distance away from the man and could not hurt him at all!
This time, because the fog had dispersed farther away, Bai Dao Ren and the others saw that there was actually a woman behind the man!
A man and a woman, one in front and one behind, with outstanding yet mysterious and strange faces.
Both of them were surrounded by fog, but they were not hurt at all. Their methods were cunning.
Compared to the man's indifference, the woman watched with interest.
A group of people were filled with gloom. What kind of strange method was this? Could such a sinister aura be manipulated in this way?
At this time, Bai Dao Ren finally couldn't hold on any longer. He thrust his sword into the ground, supporting his weak body, and then spat out a mouthful of blood!
In an instant, thick fog filled the air again, and everything in front of me was gray and I couldn't see anything clearly.