The sound of the sword chant was not obvious, but it was obvious that such a deliberate sound of sword chant fell in You Yebai's ears, and it made him finally break free from the sound of Yue Izuyun's flute.
His eyes finally regained their clarity.
You Yebai raised his head.
There was no darkness and despair in front of him.
There was still only a white-haired boy playing the flute quietly in front of him.
"Illusion.
Is this all just an illusion?"
Cold sweat was clearly visible on You Yebai's forehead, and he immediately understood how dangerous his situation was just now.
Then he felt infinite admiration for the white-haired boy in front of him.
He could influence or even control people's minds with the sound of the flute.
Such strength was truly unfathomable to Ledao.
"I haven't seen you for three years, but Brother Yue's flute sound is still amazing."
Yue Izuyun slowly opened his eyes and looked at Jian Twelve beside You Yebai.
He couldn't help but shake his head and said, "You still saw it.
Although the sword chant just now was slight, the murderous intent in it was enough to bring Brother You back to his senses." .
The style of this song has been ruined by you.”
"Brother Yue's music is unpredictable.
There are still many things I can't understand about the weirdness just now.
It was just an accident to wake Ye Bai up with murderous intent."
Jian Twelve said frankly.
"If it's broken, it's broken.
This piece of music has a very strong effect on people with unstable Taoist minds.
Brother You shouldn't be affected by the style of this piece of music, but he is too close to me, so close that I can To make it impossible for him to tell whether it is reality or an illusion, you two must have heard of it."
Yue Izuyun explained.
"Indeed."
They both nodded at the same time.
"The temptation has passed, now I ask you two to take action with all your strength."
Yue Izuyun picked up the Snow Phoenix Ice King Flute again and said.
Jian Twelve frowned: "Brother Yue is still not ready to listen to Zhu Weiyu."
Yue Izumo smiled and asked: "Whether it is Qing Jue Shadow Song or Duan Xian Qi Jue, the essence of it is still not pure music."
"I see."
Jian Twelve nodded as he spoke, and a touch of blood slowly rose around his body.
Yue Izuyun felt vaguely familiar when he saw this.
He seemed to have seen such blood and murderous intent before.
"This sword is called death."
Yue Izuyun nodded, holding the jade flute in front of his eyes: "This song is called Pinzhu."
The sound of the flute sounded, and the space on the martial arts stage seemed to fall into a mysterious stagnation.
The air no longer flowed, and everything seemed to be controlled by the sound of the flute.
Jian Twelve turned around and looked at You Yebai, a trace of shock flashed in their eyes at the same time.
One look was enough.
Both of them were well-known masters in the Earth Ranking.
Seeing Yue Izuyun's strange behavior at this moment, they instantly understood what to do next.
The purple sword body is faintly surrounded by blood-colored light and shadow.
This is the killing sword of Jian Twelve, and it is also the most deadly sword in the world.
"No, Miss Jun, let's leave quickly."
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On the roof not far away, Xiaoxue's face showed a hint of panic, and then she pulled Jun Wuxia away from the roof without hesitation, using her Qinggong skills to head away from the martial arts stage.
The next moment, the calm was finally broken, and the raging internal energy fluctuations spread out from Yue Izuyun like a tide, as if they were going to crush everything and move towards the surroundings.
"What a strong inner force" You Yebai was shocked.
Even before the fluctuation of internal energy reached him, he already had the idea of being invincible.
As soon as his feet hit the ground, Yuya jumped up without hesitation.
While avoiding the sound wave in the air, he turned around and walked closer to Tsuki Izumo.
“Good time” Jian Twelve, who had been preparing to take action, saw the sound wave approaching, and the long sword in his hand finally brought out a bloody light and shadow.
One sword, slashing horizontally.
The blood-colored sword energy condensed into substance, and moved towards the sound wave as if it had absorbed the murderous aura from Jian Twelve's entire body.
"boom" The bursting sound of internal energy was heard instantly.
Jian Twelve took a step back, and the sound of the flute was interrupted.
Yue Chuyun sighed, seeing You Yebai's figure in front of her, she couldn't help feeling helpless.
"Although it is also a piece of bamboo music, after so many years of meditating on this piece of music, I still cannot achieve the same level as senior Han Feichi."
"But if the current style of music is broken so easily, then my three years of understanding it will be in vain."
Yue Chuyun looked slightly cold, and the sound of the flute echoed on the martial arts stage again.
Turning the sound into a blade, Yue Izuyun repeated his old tricks, and the sharp edge headed towards You Yebai.
At the same time, the familiar aura exploded from Yue Izuyun's feet once again.
The sound wave erupted once again.
It's called a sound wave, but this time the flute sound is integrated into the inner force, and the feeling it gives people is not at all as turbulent as before.
The wind is gentle and the clouds are light, and the sea of bamboos is thousands of miles away.
This should be the ultimate in tranquility, but if it is stimulated by external force, the power of the instant burst can change the color of the world.
The green bamboo leaves turned into a three-foot green edge.
In the sound wave, it was like falling bamboo leaves slowly falling to the ground along the trajectory, but the trajectory of the bamboo leaves was like thousands of sword energy.
Only after the sharp edge is revealed, can you feel it.
The violence and murderous intent among them.
"There is such a change of move.
This time there is no weirdness of the sound illusion technique.
Instead, it only seeks to hurt the enemy.
This is Fengming Pavilion's sound killing technique."
Jian Twelve's heart moved slightly, and the blood energy around his body regrouped.
When his momentum rose to its peak, he immediately jumped up and stabbed down with a sword in the air.
The sword edge fell, carrying supreme power, and the surrounding air seemed to be controlled by this sword.
Under the eyes of everyone, the sword edge began to grow little by little, until it turned into a bloody giant before landing. sword.
Using strength to defeat skill, no matter how many bamboo leaf sword edges there are in this sound wave, small is still small.
What Jian Twelve does is to break through this sound wave sword energy without mercy.
The force that exploded from the internal shock eventually blew up a big hole in the entire martial arts stage.
The sound wave dissipated, and the bloody giant sword in Jian Twelve's hands also shrank a lot.
However, this sword was not everything.
Jian Twelve stood upside down in the air.
Although the sword energy had fallen to the ground, he and Ji Ming still stayed in mid-air.
Turning around, the blood-colored light and shadow on the dark sky solidified again.
He turned around and slashed with his sword.
The target of Sword Twelve's sword was clearly Yue Izumo, who had never moved.
"Sure enough, is there a difference in realm?"
Yue Izuyun thought silently in his mind, and then frowned slightly.
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"Since it is a gap in realm, it is up to realm to make up for it."
The blood-red sword energy fell on his head, and Yue Izuyun finally put down the jade flute in his hand.
This sword was unstoppable, at least Yue Izuyun couldn't resist it now.
Feng Wu Liu Huan used all his strength, Yue Chuyun turned into flying feathers and floated away, passing by the sword energy.
After a moment, the sword energy crashed to the ground, and Yue Izumo had the opportunity to see where he was not long ago.
"Demon Dao, the strength of Sword Twelve is indeed beyond what I can handle now.
But what if I also enter the true Dao realm?"
His mind sank slightly, and a faint aura of death shrouded Yue Izuyun's body.
Listening to Zhu Weiyu in his hand, no one saw the faint blood color in Yue Izuyun's eyes: