Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 575 A Murderous Night [9]

The golden light was dazzling, slightly dazzling, but in the eyes of everyone, it was the light of hope in their hearts.

When Feng Limo's hand was pushed out, the internal force flowed out in a horizontal wave, which counteracted the internal force released by No. [-], and the two internal forces competed in the air, forming a force.

That power made everyone present feel a numb pain in their bodies, like an electric current passing by.

As for Jiaai, because of the protection of Fenglimo's left palm, she was not affected by this force.

Two music sounds, two internal forces, fiercely competed, forming a third-party force, that force suppressed the dead man, and the generals stopped fighting and stood stiffly in place.

Under the moonlight, Feng Limo was standing next to Mu Bai, the two of them joined together, and their actions were full of tacit understanding and cooperation, forming an ambiguous, but also extremely harmonious picture.

Just like in today's competition, leaning on each other, in the eyes of everyone at this time, it is a Bodhisattva who saves suffering.

Those civil servants and ladies, even if they don't understand martial arts, they can still see from such a clear picture that the people who suppressed the actions of all the dead soldiers are the fake prince and his subordinates.

Seeing that the two sides were at a stalemate, the fifth prince's eyes turned cold, and he drew a sharp sword from his waist, touched the ground with his toes, jumped up lightly, and stabbed Jia Ai straight.

Jia Ai raised his eyes, his eyes sharpened, and the next moment, his right hand was off the flute, the corner of his lips was still blowing notes, but a silver needle popped out from between his right fingers.

The silver needle is like a tiger, moving fiercely, fast and sharply, but it still lacks some strength. Seeing this, Feng Limo left his left hand away from her belly for a while, and exerted his internal force, a force wrapped the silver needle, speeding up the speed of the silver needle. The power of the needle.

The silver needle faced the sword tip, and stayed in the air for a few seconds. The sizzling sound was very subtle, but there was also a piercing sound. The next moment, Feng Limo pulled the corner of his mouth coldly, and the silver needle spun , pierced straight into the long sword like this, and the next second, the sword fell to the ground with a bang bang.

The fifth prince flipped backwards, and took a few steps back in a messy footstep. A silver needle was pierced in the palm of his hanging right hand.

Everyone was horrified, how powerful was that to cause such a consequence?
Jiaai glanced at the corner of her mouth, she was so cold and cruel, following her movements, the fifth prince suddenly screamed in pain——

"Ah..." His body was like a balloon filled with air, and the air was released when the silver needle was pricked.

That was... destroying all his internal strength!
And what did this was her silver needle, she had locked on the acupuncture point from the very beginning, Feng Limo's cooperation would allow her to get twice the result with half the effort.

Everything was calculated, from the moment the fifth prince raised his sword, he was doomed to have such an end.

"Woman, if you are too smart, your husband will feel extremely stressed." Feng Limo said.

Jia Ai snorted softly, "I won't want a man who has no ability!"

Feng Limo chuckled, with arrogance in his brows and eyes, "The next one should also be dealt with."

The sound of Jia Ai's flute changed suddenly, and suddenly turned into a dark high-pitched sound. The low howling sound plunged the audience into an atmosphere of fear.

Since ancient times, music has been able to create an atmosphere, and those with strong dyeing ability can even manipulate people's emotions arbitrarily. When the emperor and several empresses and ministers listened to this music, they felt hopeless in their hearts and cried out in grief.

(End of this chapter)