Jia Kong had not expected to fall for Huang Xiao's trick after all. Huang Xiao's final words had distracted him slightly, and the instant he turned to look at Zhong and Xiang, the brat had fled.
Seeing how fast Huang Xiao was fleeing now, he also knew that Huang Xiao's injuries earlier probably had not been genuine. His actual injuries were probably not so severe.
"Watch out for his-" Xiang Guiqing suddenly felt a jolt of alarm when he saw Huang Xiao charge straight toward the Heavenly Sword Sect's men. Had it been anyone else, he would not have worried. Even he could not break through a dozen or so men blocking his path in an instant.
But Huang Xiao was different. This brat's sound art was also incredibly formidable.
Unfortunately, before Xiang Guiqing could finish, everyone heard Huang Xiao let out a long whistle. It was even more thunderous than the one he had used against the Demon and Ghost Factions forces earlier, sending birds fluttering out of the surrounding woods and beasts roaring in the mountains, filling the area with a cacophony.
Under the eyes of Jia Kong, Zhong Tianlang, and Xiang Guiqing, the dozen or so Heavenly Sword Sect men ahead clutched their heads and screamed in agony.
Jia Kong's expression changed drastically, and he could not help feeling deep regret.
He had known this brat's sound art was extraordinary. When Yonglian and Yongxu had asked him to help deal with the brat, although they had concealed certain things, he had still been able to tell that both had suffered at Huang Xiao's hands-and in the very sound arts they specialized in.
Yet he had not paid it much mind, chiefly because Huang Xiao had not used any sound arts during their several exchanges. The strength he