Chapter 671 Blame

Wu Yi was not afraid of the oncoming attack. It was the time for a hearty fight. He laughed and shouted. His blood was surging. His fists were like the wind, destroying one sound wave after another.

With his blood surging and his fists like a dragon, Wu Yi's moves became smoother and smoother. The sound waves that attacked from all directions were all destroyed. However, not to mention Wang Chuchen's body, even his shadow was not seen by Wu Yi.

The enemy was in the dark and I was in the light. Wang Chuchen had already begun to prepare a new round of offensive. Wu Yi seemed to be in a passive situation of being beaten.

Wu Yi looked around and sneered: "Can you really hide?" In terms of concealment, how many people among his peers can beat Wu Yi? Life in Haiyan Prison is not a matter of luck.

The shadow escape method was used. The next moment, Wu Yi's figure gradually dispersed, and the figure that remained in the original place became dimmer and dimmer until it disappeared.

This made Wang Chuchen, who was hiding in the dark, feel dignified, but not panic. With his mind in motion, all the sounds between heaven and earth obeyed Wang Chuchen's operation and spread out.

Sound waves spread out, like radar, relying on the reflected sound, Wang Chuchen wanted to infer Wu Yi's figure.

Countless subtle sound waves can not only infer the opponent's position, but also directly detect the opponent's body physique, even the tiny hairs on the body are also visible.

However, the means that have always been effective in the past are now ineffective. It is difficult to find Wu Yi's figure by ordinary means. Since the war began, Wang Chuchen felt a sense of badness for the first time.

In the process of thousands of sound waves reflecting, it seems messy, but in fact, since Wang Chuchen needs to rely on sound waves to infer Wu Yi's figure, he still has to accept the reflected sound waves, so his position is exposed.

Then once the convergence point behind is found, it is the place where Wang Chuchen is hiding. This requires a lot of mental effort to deduce, and ordinary people simply cannot accomplish it. At this moment, apart from escaping, they can only passively take the beating. Perhaps by accident, they can really find Wang Chuchen's true body.

Most of the methods of hiding in the world rely on the changes of light and shadow to conceal the true body. Those with more advanced means can also simulate themselves and create illusions to confuse the opponent.

The cleverness of Wang Chuchen's means lies in his profound attainments in the way of sound. The way of music originally corresponds to the hearing among the five senses, but under Wang Chuchen's use, it not only corresponds to hearing, but also affects other senses such as vision, smell, taste, touch, and almost no mistakes can be found.

If Wang Chuchen goes one step further, he can already evolve a world based on music alone. At first, it is naturally illusory, but the foundation has been established, and it is not a foolish dream to advance to the cave world in the future.

Of course, Wu Yi has a simpler method, which is to use the Netherworld Dharma Eye to observe the life and death energy. No matter how clever Wang Chuchen's methods are, he can't completely eliminate his vitality.

When people are alive, there must be the life and death energy. The vitality of infants and young children is the purest, but not the strongest. When they are young, the vitality is the strongest. Once the death energy completely overwhelms the vitality, they will be old and dying.

Wang Chuchen's music has entered the realm of transformation, but there is still vitality. For Wu Yi, this is the biggest way to break the deadlock.

After a few breaths, Wang Chuchen has changed many positions and received countless reflected sound waves, but he still has no means. Wu Yi seems to have disappeared from the world. There is nothing around him except the floating clouds in the area of ​​hundreds of miles.

Wang Chuchen's heart gradually fell to the bottom of the lake. This time the enemy and us have exchanged forces, and I am afraid that I have become the position of Ming.

A strong wind whistled and blew on his face. Wu Yi made a move. Wang Chuchen reacted in time and adjusted the layers of sound to form his own shield. Every time a layer of sound shield was broken, it was like a thunderbolt between heaven and earth, which was extremely terrifying.

And these thousands of shields were useless in front of Wu Yi. The strong wind fell on Wang Chuchen and knocked him back dozens of miles away. There was a sound like a cat's claw in the air, which was extremely harsh. Relying on the friction of the air, Wang Chuchen finally stopped.

Wang Chuchen did not cultivate his blood, qi and bones. Once he was approached by a powerful cultivator, he would be defeated. At this moment, Wang Chuchen's Taoist crown fell, his clothes were much messy, and his breath seemed weak.

Now, in addition to the pain in his body, what made Wang Chuchen even more unbearable was that Wu Yi, a junior, was actually superior to him.

Strictly speaking, this was the result of Wu Yi's reluctance. The past friendship was not to be dispersed. Otherwise, if Wang Chuchen didn't die, he would be seriously injured. If he was more ruthless and pursued him relentlessly, Wang Chuchen would have ten lives, but he would lose them here today.

"I won't kill you, but don't disturb the souls of our ancestors again!" Wu Yi succeeded in one strike, and said with his hands behind his back, with a look of contempt in his eyes. Is the existence that he used to think was so high and mighty so unbearable?

Is it because he grew too fast, or are they progressing too slowly?

Wang Chuchen coughed, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he still insisted: "Who is disturbing the souls of the dead? Don't you know anything about it?"

Wu Yi heard this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. His defenses had been broken in the past few days, and his mood had become much more irritable. Did Wang Chuchen really think that he didn't dare to kill him?

"Thirty years ago, my ancestor passed away. Before he died, he couldn't forget about you and asked me to take care of you. What did you do? Chasing fame and fortune, ignoring your relatives."

"Seeking immortality, if you forget that immortals are people who live in the mountains, it is better not to seek. You are heartless and unrighteous, and you are unworthy of being a son." When the last sentence was finished, a blue thunder suddenly struck down from the blue sky. Above the extreme sky, there was a place where thunder and fire collided. Thunder appeared for no reason, which was a very common thing.

But Wang Chuchen laughed loudly, even showing a bit of madness, pointing to the sky: "See! God can't stand it, hahaha."

The level of family affection is destined to be a level that Wu Yi will encounter in his cultivation, or a disaster.

There were bloodshot in Wu Yi's eyes, and the spiritual energy around him became more and more manic. The blood in his body was boiling hot, and curls of white smoke rose up. Wu Yi suppressed his voice and defended himself: "At that time, I was trapped in the Four Seas Map, the treasure of the water tribe, and I couldn't return at all."

Wang Chuchen snorted coldly, and he didn't bother to talk to Wu Yi at all. Wang Chuchen hated Wu Yi as much as he had a good relationship with Wu Yi's grandfather, and he didn't want to hear any explanation.

Wu Yi bit his lips, bleeding, but he didn't notice it at all. He only knew that he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.