Believe it or not, Feng Wuyao will not explain more anyway.

Qin Zicheng also vaguely felt that some things might not be something he could ask.

Meng Yunhe and Qin Dong tried the soul-catching technique countless times, and finally achieved some results.

Feng Wuyao looked at the ignition of incense and can then look at Jin Wu, who was already controlled and had no ability to resist at all, and hesitated whether to try it out.

Meng Yunhe gave Jin Wu an order to attack Feng Wuye.

Meng Yunhe initially used the sound of the flute to control people, and the instructions were issued by himself.

As expected, Jin Wu raised his sword and attacked Feng Wuye without any hesitation.

The moves are fierce, so it can be said that there is no remaining energy.

Of course, Feng Wuye will not be afraid of it.

She even deliberately suppressed her abilities, and she needed to know where the limit of Jinwu was.

However, Meng Yunhe did not control it for too long.

Feng Wuyao kicked the person out with just one kick. After Jin Wu fell, he paused. Then, there was a little bit of Qingming in his eyes.

Meng Yunhe took out the flute again and tried to control the person again.

However, his movements were a little slower. When the flute sounded, Jin Wu had already stood up and quickly attacked him.

Tag!

The flute in Meng Yunhe's hand fell to the ground, and his throat was also restrained by Jinwu.

"Okay. Let go!"

Jin Wu shook his head, and there was still a little red blood in his eyes.

"Your soul-catching skills are already very powerful if you can control a master like Jinwu to this level."

Feng Wuyao observed carefully that Ji Gang and others actually had a look of confusion when they heard the sound of the flute.

If it weren't for knowing in advance that this was going to try soul-catching techniques, and Feng Wuyao deliberately asked them to carry something that could suppress evil spirits with them, they would probably have been hit.

From this we can see that the martial arts that Meng Yunhe just performed are still very effective.

Meng Yunhe's situation is not good.

His back was already wet with sweat, his face was pale and his lips were bloodless.

It can be seen that in order to control people, he has consumed too much of his internal energy and energy.

"Is it okay?"

Meng Yunhe shook his head, "Your Highness, Young Master Feng, this is my limit. I didn't expect that Guard Jin could recover his mind after falling out. It seems that I still can't practice at home."

Qin Dong comforted, "You are already very powerful. If the person who fought with Jinwu just now, I'm afraid I'm dead long ago."

When a normal person fights, he will naturally leave some room for himself. There is attack and defense, and there is back and forth, which is a normal battle.

However, Jin Wu, who was controlled, only attacked and had no defense.

In this regard, it is somewhat similar to those puppet dead men.

However, the effect is not long-lasting enough.

Feng Wuyao sighed, "Thank you for your hard work. Help him back and rest first."

Qin Zicheng pinched his eyebrows and felt upset, "The bone case has been broken, but this Holy Dharma and Buddhism cannot be neglected. If we cannot find the method of cracking this puppet dead man in one day, we may suffer several times of human power loss."

"You are right. Our people cannot go up and die in vain."

Qin Dong's eyes turned, "Fourth brother, Mr. Feng has tried it before. As long as he cut off the puppet's head, the other party will die. We cannot know how these people are controlled, but we cannot sit still and wait for death!"

Qin Zicheng's eyes lit up, "What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!