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Chapter 4303: 5.0055 Ghost Face Hall Master

But there wasn't.

A divine armor appeared on Young Master Songfeng's arms, and a ball of water spirit energy swirled in his hand, invisibly radiating waves of pressure.

Mo Lian attempted a few more sword strikes, a chilling killing intent creeping onto his lips. His phoenix eyes swirled, his gaze icy as he stared at the person before him. "No wonder Qiao Qiao said you looked familiar. You truly are an acquaintance."

The moment Mo Lian made his probing move, Young Master Songfeng knew his identity could no longer be hidden.

Thus, he no longer held back, attempting to conceal himself further.

In fact, the little stoic's perception was truly acute. Once she became suspicious of you, even if she didn't act immediately, she would try to test you until you completely exposed yourself.

Young Master Songfeng smiled faintly, a long sword formed by water spirit energy appearing in his hand. "Indeed, my appearance here was too deliberate, wasn't it?"

The little stoic had already floated down.

Long Hui, Long Xiangyun, and the others also followed down, utterly bewildered.

Due to Crown Prince Mo's previous skirmish with Young Master Songfeng, the crowd here had already scattered and fled. On the empty half-street, only they and a hundred Phoenix Clan disciples remained.

Qiao Mu stared directly at him with cold eyes. "You never intended to hide yourself anymore."

That's why he admitted it so openly.

"Allure Island should be surrounded by now, shouldn't it?" Qiao Mu glanced at him faintly.

"The little stoic is as clever as ever." Young Master Songfeng chuckled faintly, nodding. "Do you guess if you can escape?"

Mo Lian suddenly smiled at him. "How about you guess first?"

"Me guess? No way," Young Master Songfeng said, spreading his hands with a smile, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

The moment Immortal Venerable Peach Blossom and Saint Son Mi Yan instantly appeared, Young Master Songfeng's face subtly changed. "Seal their divine sense."

Instantly, numerous people surged out from the rooftops in all directions, each holding an ancient bronze mirror.

As the mirror's light fell, the entire area was sealed within a mirrored array.

Qiao Mu tried it; her divine sense was indeed rendered useless.

She pulled out a storage jade talisman from her waist and, with a flick of her finger, it swiftly flew into the air.

Seventeen or eighteen divine power orbs instantly burst forth from the talisman. With a wave of Qiao Mu's hand, they were hurled towards the surrounding rooftops.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Terrifying explosive sounds erupted throughout the street.

Many people on the rooftops were affected by the divine power orbs, coughing up blood and tumbling to the ground.

Young Master Songfeng's eyes flickered slightly. He sighed. "Why are you so ruthless, Qiao Qiao?"

Qiao Mu, without a word, lashed out at his face with a vine whip.

Her methods were brutal and swift, unparalleled by anyone.

Long Xiangyun hadn't even reacted when she saw Qiao Mu's whip strike Young Master Songfeng's outer robe.

The elegant and refined young master, struck by Qiao Mu's vine whip, instantly had a tear in his robe, and a bloody mark appeared on the back of his hand.

"Liar," she said, looking coldly at Young Master Songfeng. "A bunch of damn liars!"

Suddenly, the Seven Flowers appeared on the rooftops, each group of three or two guarding a section, their gazes sharp as they looked down.

"You are the Ghost Face Hall Master who ambushed us in the Red River Canyon and Phoenix Wood Forest."

"Shameless, lying bastards! Go to hell!" A hint of coldness permeated Qiao Mu's voice. When her gaze fell on Young Master Songfeng, there wasn't a trace of warmth.

They were all liars!

They all lied to her...