Chapter 1140 Soul Interference

Seeing this, Yu Qingxue's expression froze, and she said in a deep voice, "Qingxue."

"Yes, cousin."

But seeing Yu Qingxue walking up a few steps, muttering something, there was an extra flute in her hand.

Immediately she put the flute on her mouth and began to blow.

Suddenly, an invisible wave of energy enveloped Xiao Yu like a magic claw.

Xiao Yu's figure suddenly stopped, and his face changed slightly.

"Is this interference from the power of the soul?"

His eyes fell on the flute in an instant, and his eyes narrowed.

It was a spiritual weapon, and the power of the soul blown out could disturb a person's sanity.

You know, in a battle, this kind of disturbing method, even if disturbing the opponent for a second, is enough to decide the overall situation of life and death.

"Weng buzz!"

Invisible fluctuations, like thousands of bees lingering in Xiao Yu's mind.

Seeing Xiao Yu's stature stopped, Yu Qingxue's breath became quicker, and the sound of the flute became more sharp and aggressive.

"What's this?"

Some weak people, perhaps because they got a little too close, suddenly felt dizzy, and even turned pale.

The disciples of Xiaoyaomen over there also felt it, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Despicable guy! Use your soul to interfere!"

"Damn it! Junior Brother Xiao will be fine, right?"

The disciples of Xiaoyaomen all became anxious.

Even if there is a distance between them, they dare not move forward, because not only will it not help the matter, but it will also hurt themselves.

At the same time, along with Yu Qingxue's rapid flute sound, the bees lingering in Xiao Yu's mind suddenly stretched out their tail stings, and stabbed towards Xiao Yu's soul one after another.

Xiao Yu's heart turned cold, and the killing intent in his eyes became even worse.

This kind of soul interference spirit weapon is so vicious!

You know, if you are an ordinary cultivator, this kind of soul damage is very fatal.

But don't forget, he is a formation mage!

Yu Qingxue's eyes over there flickered with coldness. This soul assassination, even if he survived, would definitely leave a fatal sequelae to his future cultivation.

But at this moment, Xiao Yu's whole body was shaken suddenly, and an invisible energy shot out from Xiao Yu's mind.

"Puff puff!"

The endless bees in his mind were devoured by Xiao Yu's soul power one after another.

"How is it possible?!" Yu Qingxue's expression suddenly changed.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the flute in her hand broke into two halves. At the same time, Yu Qingxue's face turned pale instantly, and her Qiqiao suddenly bled.

Soul backlash!

Yu Qingxue took a few steps back, without a trace of blood on her face, and immediately fell to the ground, almost fainting.

"Qingxue!"

Yu Xuanhui's complexion changed, and she quickly asked for money to help her.

The flute was stimulated by her, but the soul attack that was activated was swallowed up, resulting in a strong backlash.

"Overreach!"

Xiao Yu looked down coldly, and immediately caught up with Xiang Zhenrong.

Xiang Zhenrong originally thought that he would be fine, but his back suddenly went numb.

"Let me go!" Xiang Zhenrong knew that he couldn't escape, so he immediately begged for mercy.

"I let you go, who let me go?!"

As soon as Xiao Yu grabbed Xiang Zhenrong's shoulder, with a sudden force, Xiao Yu took off the entire shoulder.

"ah!"

Xiao Yu was not polite at all, he punched him, Xiang Zhenrong let out a roar, sprayed a stream of blood, formed an explosion, and fled away with injuries.

The Ba Boxing Sect's disciples were simply stunned, so frightened that they were out of their wits, and immediately went down the mountain.

Seeing this, the disciples of Gangmao Sect dragged Kandong, whose life and death were unknown, and left.

In the entire venue, only Bai Yugu's disciples were left.

"Xiao Yu!!!" Yu Xuanhui shouted coldly, her eyes showing murderous intent.