Super War God in the City

Faced with Ruan Yulong's move, the onlookers felt a mixture of emotions, and they were both tense and uneasy.

Although everyone had some confidence in his skills, it wasn't absolute.

Indeed, Ling Fan had successively overpowered the geniuses of the Witchcraft Sect with his performance, and his momentum had grown significantly.

At the moment, his momentum was at its peak, unstoppable and brilliant, completely overshadowing any young member of the Witchcraft Sect present.

Ruan Yulong had to bring out his utmost skill to surpass Ling Fan and establish his own presence.

"Late Stages of Wuxuan Realm, can't Ruan Yulong, who is number one on the Dragon Tiger Ranking, be his match!" Dong Yanghua said emotionlessly.

"I have some confidence in Ruan Yulong, but if this guy loses, it would actually be good for us; Di Jiang Peak will definitively part ways with the Wushen Lineage!" Jia Qingsheng sneered.

"Well, everyone should be ready. This boy is somewhat odd, and if Ruan Yulong really loses, it will be our turn to make a move. Don't feel like it's bullying the weak; let's take him down first!" Lu Hongshuo said with a frown and a stern voice.

"Does Master Lu Feng mean for all of us to go together?" Liang Cheng'en was somewhat surprised.

If they joined forces, it wouldn't just be bullying the weak; it would be outright overpowering the feeble.

"Hehe, what else? Do you want us to fight him one by one? I'm the weakest here. If this guy can even handle Ruan Yulong, I'm not sure I can take him down!" Lu Hongshuo admitted unabashedly and spoke indifferently.

"Master Lu Feng is right; it's better for us to act together to avoid any complications. Now is not the time to worry about appearances. This guy has injured my son, and I must handle him personally!" Shu Xing Yan also said coldly.

At this moment, amidst the various tensions, unease, and anticipation of the spectators, Ruan Yulong's attack had already approached Ling Fan.

At the same time, as the Gourd Whip swept through the air, a whimpering sound emanated from the gourd.

The sound was sharp and grating, piercing deep into the soul, causing people's eardrums to bulge and their heads to spin.

"No good, Sound Barrier, cover your ears quickly!" someone in the crowd screamed in pain.

Many of the weaker spectators crouched on the ground, holding their heads.

However, even though these people covered their ears, it was useless. The Sound Barrier seemed able to penetrate directly into their minds. For those with weaker cultivation, the effects were gruesome, as blood streamed from all orifices.

Ruan Yulong sneered repeatedly. This Eighteen Gourd Whip, each segment of it fitted with a gourd, was specially designed.

When swung, a special vibration combined with the airflow produced a unique Sound Barrier. With the enhancement of his True Yuan and Divine Skills, it had a tremendously lethal effect.

This attack ignored all defense, targeting directly at the soul, making it nearly impossible to defend against.

He had estimated that even those below the God Realm would be affected, and without needing to inflict fatal injuries on his opponent, a mere moment of disruption could turn the tide of battle irreversibly.

And any opponent affected by it was nothing but a sitting duck; no one had managed to recover within three breaths under the influence of this Sound Barrier.

That time was more than enough for him to kill his opponent over ten times.

"This... is this Ruan Yulong's strongest attack?" Dong Tianyi, lying on the ground, turned pale with furrowed brows.

The bizarre effect of this Sound Barrier also significantly affected him, and he knew that if he faced an enemy, he was not a match unless he could resist this Sound Barrier.

Even the Peak Masters on the stands all raised their Protective Gang Qi involuntarily, their expressions grave.

"We are far away and not at the center of the Sound Barrier attack, yet we are still so disturbed. Did this guy hide his strength before?" Dong Yanghua narrowed his eyes and muttered gravely.

Ruan Yulong was recognized by the Witchcraft Sect as the foremost among the younger generation, and his strength was well known.

But today's scene deepened their understanding of his formidable strength, which now seemed to pose a potential threat to them!

"Di Jiang Peak has really hidden deep; had it not been for the chap that the Saintess brought back, we wouldn't have known that this lad's Sound Barrier was so powerful!" Jia Qingsheng spoke listlessly.

What Ruan Yulong usually showed was merely a tenth of his current display, and he didn't want to expose his trump cards easily.

However, in order to completely defeat Ling Fan, he had no choice but to go all out. Keeping his secrets would lead to the same fate as Dong Tianyi and others, and even, that of Feng Nan.

Lan Zihan used a secret technique to resist, looking worriedly at Ling Fan with a furrowed brow, Feng Xiaobai also frowned, although unaffected by the Sound Barrier, it was still tremendously unpleasant!

"If we're affected by this Sound Barrier, it will be dangerous!" Lan Zihan said nervously.

"Don't worry, the boss won't have any trouble!" Feng Xiaobai declared without hesitation.

Ling Fan's brow furrowed, feeling the attack of the sonic waves invading his soul, he was secretly shocked.

Indeed, with his powerful perception, he clearly sensed that this was a soul-attacking sonic wave.

This sonic wave, surprisingly, gave him a hint of inspiration.

He possessed formidable Soul Power, so naturally, this sonic wave couldn't bother him, and one of his trump cards was to launch a soul attack using powerful Soul Power.

However, that kind of attack was merely a plain usage of Soul Power, lacking any finesse.

Ling Fan thought to himself, if in the future the Blade of the Divine Soul were to also emit a special vibration while attacking, wouldn't it possess a similar wonder?

However, now wasn't the time to research this during battle. Being inspired was enough; he silently noted it in his mind!

Feeling an imminent attack, Ling Fan lifted his head lightly and smiled faintly at Ruan Yulong, "Is that all you are capable of? I thought you were different from others, and indeed you are somewhat different!"

"What?" The crowd watching was immediately shocked and dumbfounded.

"This... this guy isn't affected?" someone in the crowd exclaimed in horror.

Even those in the grandstand like Dong Yanghua were stunned. Ling Fan's performance continuously stimulated their nerves.

"Phew!"

"This guy, really isn't affected?" Lan Zihan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Next to him, Feng Xiaobai behaved as if it were only to be expected. In his mind, Ling Fan was an invincible existence.

"Damn it, how can it be, even Ruan Yulong's Sound Barrier can't affect him?" Dong Weiyue was on the verge of collapsing internally.

She wasn't the only one close to a breakdown; Wei Yuanjie and others were gobsmacked, nearly biting their tongues.

The crowd all around couldn't fathom how eliminating this guy could be so difficult.

Seeing this, Ruan Yulong's expression drastically changed, but the panic in his eyes vanished in a flash.

"Ling Fan, I knew you were peculiar, but to be able to withstand my Sound Barrier attack, then try taking this one—Eighteen Forms Send-off, Song of the Netherworld!" Ruan Yulong suddenly burst out shouting.

The swiftly approaching Eighteen Gourd Whip exploded with a sound, elongating like thread, and the eighteen Purple Copper Gourds suddenly enveloped Ling Fan's head, positioned in different directions.

The next second, a dim light flashed, and an Array was formed over Ling Fan's head!

Melancholy sounds of the Netherworld wafted from the array, and the invisible sonic waves instantly rippled outward from Ling Fan as the center.

"Hum~"

The spectators around were suddenly hit by these invisible sonic waves, and in an instant, their minds went blank, and the whole world seemed to return to a still silence.