The Secret to Picking Up Girls

The "dong! dong! dong!" sounds of the small drum echoed in the air as Zhang Yuzhe shook it.

The three elders, who initially felt nothing from this 'Soul-Reaping Drum,' experienced a drastic change in expression when Zhang Yuzhe shook it.

As the sounds of 'dong!' 'dong!' 'dong!' echoed in the air, the faces of the elders turned pale.

Because those waves of demonic sound felt like heavy hammer blows striking their bodies.

With several 'pfft! pfft! pfft!' sounds, the three elders instantly spat out mouthfuls of blood.

They quickly sat down on the ground to meditate, resisting the invasion of Zhang Yuzhe's drum sounds.

If the great elders were in such a state, it was needless to say how the second and third-generation disciples of the Kongtong Sect, whose skills were far weaker, fared.

Under the assault of the drum sounds from Zhang Yuzhe's hands, people screamed and fell to the ground continuously.

Everyone covered their ears, but blood was already spurting from their orifices, their expressions incomparably terrified.

The second-generation disciples were somewhat better, after all, although their skills were not as good as the first generation's great elders, their skills were still considered not weak.

There were still many disciples who followed the elders, sitting cross-legged on the ground, circulating their energy to resist the invasion of Zhang Yuzhe's Soul-Reaping Drum sounds.

The only ones in the field who seemed unaffected were Zhang Yuzhe and Yu Wanxiong in his hand.

He looked at Zhang Yuzhe with a horrified expression, muttering, "You… you are a demon, you are a demon."

Zhang Yuzhe glanced indifferently at Yu Wanxiong, whom he was holding, and then looked cruelly at the Kongtong Sect disciples covering their ears in front of him.

Finally, he slammed into a large locust tree on the side.

With a 'bang!' sound, his brain matter splattered and he died.

Of course, there were quite a few people like him.

They could not endure the stimulation of these waves of demonic sound, and followed the disciple's example, crashing into the large locust tree on the side, ending it all.

It could be seen how terrifying Zhang Yuzhe's 'Soul-Reaping Drum' sounds were.

Zhang Yuzhe saw that it was about enough, and stopped the Soul-Reaping Drum.

He did not expect that the Soul-Reaping Drum that Old Man Liu Yang gave him would be so terrifying, that once this Soul-Reaping Drum came out, it would cause these Kongtong Sect disciples to lose their combat effectiveness all at once.

However, now that the goal had been achieved, and so many people had died, Zhang Yuzhe would not push it too far.

Pulling the somewhat weak Yu Wanxiong beside him, he said coldly, "Let's go!"

Zhang Yuzhe pulled Yu Wanxiong's body and soared into the air.

Just as Zhang Yuzhe left with Yu Wanxiong, another terrifying roar came from the depths of the Kongtong Sect's courtyard.

This roar shook the surrounding air, instantly boiling it.

For a time, with the surge of airflow, a strong wind stirred.

It could be seen how terrifying this person's skill was.

With a 'da!' sound, a thin old man landed in the field, looking at the surrounding scene, his face was terrifyingly gloomy.