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Chapter 744: Chapter 742: The Flute Sounds, The Sand Wall _1

“Get lost.”

The pain from Alta’s torn right leg aggravated his fury, as he wielded the gigantic hamr wildly, smashing down on three people.

Shitou was quick to react and retreated speedily after releasing his attack, keeping himself at a safe distance.

Lin Jinlong and Lin Jinpeng were unable to dodge in ti, both of their swords were sent flying, and their bodies were thrown over by the mighty force.

“Brother, be careful.”

Within a split second, a gentle spiritual power surged over quickly, carrying the two people and tossing them dozens of ters away.

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They landed light as a feather, unhard after being thrown such a great distance.

“Ding Dong.”

Feng Yi stood on the sand dune, his bowstring pulled tight as he loosed another arrow.

“I’ll kill you!”

Alta identified the archer and beca enraged. Regardless of any danger, he began to swing his gigantic hamr towards the incoming arrow.

The arrow whizzed sharply, but the distance was too short. Alta managed to smash it to pieces with a single swing of his hamr before it could turn back.

“Die!”

Invigorated by his successful counter-attack, Alta continued his rampage and started climbing the sand dune, swinging his gigantic hamr.

“Feng Yi, watch out!”

The group of young n called out in alarm.

The eerie sound of a flute echoed, like a wailing ghost.

In an instant, the sands began to rotate at high speeds, forming a sand wall several ters high around Alta.

“Bang, bang, bang.”

Alta’s advance was halted, he swung his gigantic hamr in fury smashing the sand wall.

“Crash.”

With each hamr stroke, the sands exploded and scattered all over. Before he could react, they regrouped and reford into a wall.

“Damn it…..”

Alta was so angry that he was jumping up and down, swearing loudly.

The flute’s rhythm changed abruptly, producing a sharp and urgent sound. Suddenly, the ground within the sand wall collapsed, causing him to sink halfway into it.

“Ah!”

The abrupt change made him turn as pale as a ghost. He could only scream in horror as the sand ca up to his waist.

The flute rhythm changed again, alternating between long and short notes, undulating unpredictably.

The sand wall disappeared and he kept sinking, inch by inch, protracting the explosion of his nerves.

“Alta!”

The two n who had lost an eye and half of an ear saw Alta sinking into the sand and were frightened. Despite their excruciating pain, they tried to rush over to help him.

The flute’s sound kept changing, and the sand beneath them collapsed instantly as well. The yellow sand quickly covered them up to their necks, leaving only their heads exposed.

“Ah!”

Two shrieks resounded at the sa ti, their sharpness clashing against the dark night.

“Are you, Lin Qingluo?!”

When the sand wall disappeared, Alta recognized the girl who was playing the flute under the moonlight. For a mont, he could hardly believe it.

Despite the fact that she was dressed in n’s clothes, he recognized from her facial features the girl who had brought him his first defeat in life.

“Ha ha, your mory serves you well, you still rember this lady.”

Lin Qingluo smirked, effortlessly multitasking without breaking the flute’s tune. The thin strains of sound clearly entered his ears.

“It is really you!”

The mories of his humiliation flooded his mind, like a swarm of ants gnawing at his heart, causing him unbearable pain.

Alta’s eyes were bloodshot, and his face twisted in rage.

At the sa ti, his body continued to sink deeper into the sand.

The sand gradually buried him up to his neck.

“Alta!”

The two Barbarian warriors were scared out of their wits.

Alta was the son of the Chieftain, so he held a noble status among the Barbarians.

If anything were to happen to him, the fury of the Chieftain would not only cost their lives but also put their families in danger.

“Please, spare Alta.”

Jib, his ear half torn off, completely lost his nerve as death approached. He started pleading for rcy.

“Alta cannot die. If he dies, none of us can hope to survive, none of us can hope to leave the desert alive. When the Chieftain becos enraged, everyone will die!”

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