The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"boom..."

A series of falling sounds came into Chen Fan's ears. He knew that Huo Guang and others had reached the bottom of the canyon.

The same wind noise as before has gradually emerged, and endless bloodthirsty bats have once again appeared in everyone's ears.

"Cover your ears, don't blame the old man for hurting you by mistake."

The voice of the old poison fell, everyone covered their ears, and Huo Guang was so cautious that he used his spiritual power to temporarily block his hearing.

Chen Fan in the distance could not hear all of this. After all, he was far away from Huo Guang and the others, and the words of Old Poison were in normal volume.

In fact, Chen Fan didn't know what method a group of people would choose to deal with bloodthirsty bats.

After all, he is a man and not a god, and he can't calculate everything. It's good to be able to do this now.

"My old man is about to start!"

The voice of the old poison fell, and he put the wooden whistle directly into his mouth, and blew his whole body spiritual power.

"Huh..."

The harsh sound waves suddenly bloomed, forming a circle of transparent light waves, constantly spilling in the direction of the bloodthirsty bat.

At the same time, countless bats suddenly stopped flying and landed straight from mid-air like this, and even their red eyes lost their light.

The most powerful way of sonic attack is that it has a large attack range and a wide area. I saw the ripples scattered around, not only attacking bloodthirsty bats, but as long as the sound can spread, they will be attacked.

Because Chen Fan was far away, the sound wave had arrived almost immediately after hearing the whistle of the old poison blow, and he did not give him any chance to react.

For a moment, Chen Fan only felt his scalp numb, and the sharp sound was like a sharp knife, constantly stimulating the nerves of his body, as if stirring in his brain.

"puff!"

After a carelessness, Chen Fan spouted a mouthful of blood, and the spilled blood fell on Huo Guang's cheek below.

His eyes drenched, and he looked up.

At this moment, Chen Fan had no time to worry about anything else. The sonic attack from his ear had exceeded the limit he could bear. If he didn't take any action, he would be shaken to death.

He hurriedly used his inner breath to absorb his body, then tightly covered his ears with his hands and closed his hearing.

After everything was done, Chen Fan felt a lot better, and at least was able to maintain it within an acceptable range.

But at the same time, he also knew that his hidden figure had already been discovered by Huo Guang.

After a long time, Old Poison stopped blowing the whistle in his mouth at noon, and the endless bloodthirsty bats all fell to the ground and turned into corpses all over the floor.

And the whistle in his hand, at the end of his life, gradually turned into a mass of fragments and disappeared.

Taking a long breath, the old poison seemed to be satisfied with the scene he had created, and glanced at the half-step martial artist next to him.

The other party was also very spiritual, and hurriedly sorted the bat carcasses on the ground, ready to hand them over to the old poison.

After a while, all the bat corpses were put into the old poison storage bag. He also addressed Huo Guang and the others: "Then shall we continue?"

Everyone nodded and raised their legs before leaving, but Huo Guang didn't mean to go. Instead, he raised a hand and said, "Wait, everyone!"

"Brother Huo discovered what anomaly?" Mr. Bai said suspiciously.

Huo Guang glanced at Chen Fan's hidden direction and said, "I didn't find the abnormality, but the hidden person found one."