Chapter 389: Drawing a Terrifying Ghost_2

However, at this very moment, Nan Feng suddenly changed the tune of her zither.

The aura of slaughter instantly disappeared without a trace.

Instead, a gentle melody emerged!

This tune was extremely soft, like the flowing of a creek, like a mountain breeze caressing gently.

But in just an instant!

The twelve Saint Kings suddenly spat blood in unison!

This was a yin and gentle killing technique!

Nan Feng... had finally completed her transformation from fierce slaughter to a balance of toughness and gentleness!

She stepped into the realm of the Saint Monarch!

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The most infuriated, however, were the other five Saint Kings, who while fighting Wu Dade, also started yelling out loud.

"You beast, how dare you humiliate us like this!"

These Saint Kings were hopping mad because Wu Dade actually dared to face them with his buttocks!

"I'll smash your butt to pieces!"

A Saint King roared furiously, his palm force overwhelming!