I am a hero in online games

Chapter 153 The Prince Consort ([-])
After hearing what Ji Xuan said, Ling Xuzi slowly turned his head, and Ye Weiyang was still standing there, as if he hadn't moved a step.

In an instant, Ling Xuzi felt that the blood in his whole body began to freeze slowly.

How can someone be so fast?Could it be that this person is some kind of ghost?
While Ling Xuzi was in shock and doubt, Lord Grim and Tang Jun also discovered this. The three of them stood there blankly at the same time, not knowing what to do for a while.

Ye Weiyang sneered and said, "What's wrong with the three of you? Why are you so nervous?"

Tang Jun said sharply: "Who are you? Why...we can't see your actions clearly?"

Ye Weiyang slowly took two steps forward, staring firmly into Tang Jun's eyes: "Look at your move just now, you are a disciple of Tang Sect, right? Don't you feel ashamed of this kind of sect that is disgraced by martial arts colleagues? ?”

Tang Jun was even more furious when he heard that he had insulted Tang Clan. However, after a move that filled the sky with stars, he only had a few hidden weapons left on him. He had to hold back his anger in case Ye Weiyang suddenly made a move and could not defend himself.

Lord Grim bent his right leg slightly, and began to slowly draw circles with his hands: "Who cares what evil skills you have..."

"In front of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, you will have nowhere to hide! Brother Tang, get out of the way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Moxiao struck out with a palm, and the swift and violent palm wind roared out like a wild dragon, heading straight towards Ye Weiyang.

Tang Jun jumped back suddenly and shot the three plum blossom darts in his hand at Ye Weiyang at the same time to restrain his actions and prevent him from avoiding Lord Grim's arrogance.

When Ling Xuzi saw this, his inner energy surged, the sword edge shook slightly, and there was a faint flash of white light. This momentum was the start of the one-word electric sword.

Just as he was about to make a move, Ji Xuan behind him suddenly asked in a low voice: "Brother He...why are they all making moves towards the open space?"

Ling Xuzi was taken aback when he heard the words, the surging internal energy in his body couldn't help stagnating for a moment, and the sword move in his hand disappeared as fast as possible.

At the same time, Kang Long Youhui's swift palm wind had passed across, knocking down five or six towering trees in one breath, and Tang Jun's plum blossom dart also fell into the mud firmly.

And Ye Weiyang still stood there!

Both of them couldn't help being confused, with the limitation of Tang Jun's plum blossom dart, coupled with the speed of Kang Long Yougui, even a master like Pan Zhentian couldn't dodge, and could only block it.

But it was really incredible that the young man in front of them, who was not much different in age from them, could escape unscathed in such an understatement.

Lord Grim couldn't help but murmured to himself: "What kind of martial arts is this..."

Ling Xuzi saw it, and although he was still puzzled, he seemed to have some clues: "Miss Ji said just now that Brother Jun and Brother Tang were attacking the open space, but why can we all see him there? However, Miss Ji is completely different from what we saw..."

At this time, Ye Weiyang laughed wildly and clapped his hands. Hearing the sound of his laughter sounded like a heartless demon, which was really frightening.

"Okay! Okay! The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan has long been heard to be a masterpiece in the world, and today I finally opened my eyes!"

Ye Weiyang's voice hadn't dissipated yet, and in the next second, he grabbed Lord Grim's neck like teleportation: "What kind of identity are you, and why are you, a mere disciple, able to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms so well?" ?”

Lord Grim was even more surprised when he was approached by the enemy without any precautions. So far, even Lord Grim in its prime, Kanglong Youhui's moves that consume internal energy can only be used in a short period of time. Only twice, but at this time, most of his internal energy has been consumed, and he can no longer use the moves in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

For a while, Ling Xuzi couldn't understand why Ye Weiyang could move so fast that they couldn't see him, and couldn't help feeling very anxious, but at this moment, he could only delay the time by talking, and end for Lord Grim.

Immediately, he shouted angrily at Ye Weiyang: "Dare you come and try two tricks with your grandfather?"

Ye Weiyang smiled disdainfully, continued to pinch Lord Grim's neck, and asked casually, "What are you?"

Ling Xuzi sneered and said: "You deserve to know my name and your grandfather's despite all your despicable efforts..."

When he said this, Ling Xuzi suddenly shuddered, thinking: "That's right! If Ye Weiyang used some kind of martial arts to move so fast, then just ask the novice system!"

Ling Xuzi slapped his forehead hard, almost forgetting that he still has a game system to use.

Suddenly, Ye Weiyang threw Jun Moxiao away, and instantly grabbed Ling Xuzi's neck tightly, making Ling Xuzi have difficulty breathing for a while.

Ling Xuzi hastily turned on the system and asked, "What kind of martial arts does this person use?"

A mechanical female voice sounded in Ling Xuzi's mind: "Magic sound skill."

"Magic sound skill..." Ling Xuzi pondered in his heart, "It sounds like a martial art that uses sound to distract people's minds. Could it be that... we can only give it a go!"

There was a sudden tightening on his neck, presumably Ye Weiyang put more force on his hand.

Ye Weiyang gritted her teeth and asked again: "Let me ask you, what on earth are you?"

Ling Xuzi made up his mind and stopped using the Xiaoyao Sect's proud Heart Technique, the Wuxiang Kung Fu, and instead turned to the Pure Heart Technique, which was used to heal injuries.

All of a sudden, Ling Xuzi only felt that the deep internal force walking back and forth in his body gradually faded away, as if it had been withdrawn from various acupuncture points.

But at the same time, he only felt that his mind was clear and his body was comfortable, and the pressure from his neck instantly disappeared.

Ling Xuzi settled down, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that Ye Weiyang was still standing where he was talking to everyone at the beginning, without moving at all.

Ling Xuzi suddenly realized: "It turns out that Ye Weiyang has been standing there from the beginning to the end, never moving an inch, and the so-called magic sound skill is that the user can control the inner strength and mind of others through words, so that people can move according to his wishes. Willing to create hallucinations. And Ji Xuan always said that Ye Weiyang stood in place precisely because she didn't know martial arts and didn't have a little internal force, so she wouldn't be affected by the magic sound skill. The martial arts of the human mind can resist it, I really don’t know what else will work..."

"Since Ye Weiyang has made us all fall into hallucinations, but he did not take this opportunity to kill us all, but kept standing there, it means," the corners of Ling Xuzi's mouth raised slightly, "those who use the magic sound skill At the same time, the user cannot move!"

After thinking through all the links, Ling Xuzi sneered, and said word by word: "Don't be scared when I say it, Grandpa, I am the head of the Xiaoyao Sect——Ling Xuzi."

Ye Weiyang thought that Ling Xuzi was under his control, so he couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and said sarcastically: "A few days ago, I heard that the Xiaoyao faction has a new head, but I didn't expect it to be you, a piece of trash. I'm going to die here!"

Ling Xuzi sneered: "It's hard to say who will live and who will die, right?"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Xuzi used lightness kung fu, dodged in front of Ye Weiyang, and hit him more than a few feet away with Flying Snow Palm.

(End of this chapter)