There was no need to hide his purpose, just let the two great masters on the opposite side be present, and there were more than a hundred Yongye tribe cavalry on horseback.
Tsuki Izumo still said one word of advice, even though the other party was outnumbered and powerful, he could only think of the words "so what".
So what if there are two masters of the great realm, and what if there are more than a hundred soldiers, that's all.
"Legend of the harp Tsuki Izumo" one of the people on the horse suddenly exclaimed, and then burst into laughter: "The great harp master Tsuki Izumo is the abandoned disciple of Fengming Pavilion.
I have heard your name before, and I thought where it was from.
Who would have thought that a hero is just a ruthless person who betrays his master, but you do have some insight.
The leader of a sect like Fengming Pavilion, Qing Cheng, is a rare beauty in the world, but his martial arts ranks at the bottom of the Central Plains.
It would be wise for you to break away from it.”
Yue Izumo still chuckled when he heard this, but his eyes closed again.
He didn't like hearing what the man in front of him said, so naturally he didn't want to see what this man looked like again.
With his fingertips gently falling on the strings, Yue Izuyun seemed to have started playing the piano by himself.
The sound of the piano flows freely, without any murderous intent, like the bright moon reflecting on the river, and the melody alone is the sound of nature.
"Senior brother, although Fengming Pavilion's martial arts are not very good, I heard that Fengming Pavilion is extremely good at the sound killing technique, so I have to guard against it."
The person on the side saw Yue Izuyun's movements and immediately reminded him.
However, the person who just spoke didn't care at all.
When he heard the sound of the piano, there was nothing unusual about it, and the look of arrogance on his face suddenly became more intense.
"Junior brother, do you think that the sound of the piano alone can make you and me our opponent?
Maybe the head of Fengming Pavilion takes action personally.
We really need to be careful.
Unfortunately, there is only a traitor from Fengming Pavilion in front of us."
The man said even more.
Proudly, he raised his hand and pointed, and the surrounding cavalry immediately raised their swords.
The sword's light was sharp and the blood was scattered.
Naturally, there was a lot of blood stained on the sword.
"You killed many people."
Yue Izuyun suddenly asked.
"That's right, they are all from the Central Plains.
No one in your Central Plains martial arts community can fight.
A few days ago, I met a group of disciples who claimed to be the Sword Master.
I thought their swordsmanship would be so domineering, but who knew that they didn't even have the Dao realm?
One.
Those people were killed by me one by one.
You will also experience that feeling, but I won’t kill you now.
The sound of the piano is very nice.
After you finish playing this song, I will send you on your way. ” Yue Izuyun still plays the piano quietly, and the sound of the piano is calm and turns into invisible water and disperses with Yue Izuyun as the center.
"Has anyone taught you one thing?
Sitting in a well and looking at the sky will cost you your life."
Yue Yu asked with a sigh.
"Why did you lose your life just because of a traitor from Fengming Pavilion?"
Yue Izuyun shook his head: "I advise you to take action quickly, otherwise although the sound of the piano is nice, by the time the music ends, it will be too late for you to take action."
"Then I would like to hear how the sound of the piano can prevent the two of us from taking action."
The man on the horse was slightly angry.
He raised his hand and a sword light appeared in his hand.
The scimitar is as bright as the moon.
Just this one hand movement is enough to prove the cultivation level of the person in front of him in the art of swordsmanship.
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"Why don't you take action yet?"
Yue Izuyun was still sitting there quietly, but when he saw that the man was using his sword but not making any moves, he asked.
"If I had taken action, how could I still hear such a beautiful sound?
It's such a pity that there are rare piano players like you in the world, but now you are going to die in my hands, remember this."
"Hello" Yue Izumo finally opened his eyes and casually interrupted what the man was about to say.
It was impossible for him to say anything else.
He just wanted to tell who he was so that Yue Izumo could die in peace.
But Yue Izumo didn't want to know his name, so he naturally interrupted and then said: "I don't like what you just said, so I don't want to know your name either."
"This piano is called Bai Yiyin, and this song is called Jiang Zhuyue Tian.
I am waiting for you here today just because I want to test the power of my newly realized realm.
In addition, I will leave one alive later, Remember to go back and tell the masters of the Yongye Tribe that if you stay in the Yongye Tribe, I will naturally not take action against you.
But if you enter the Central Plains, no matter how many of you come, you will not be able to come back alive."
"Ba Jian Sect and I have old grudges, but now from what you say, they are worthy of the name Ba Jian Sect."
Yue Izuyun sighed softly as he spoke, "That's all, these old grudges are just trivial.
It’s a small matter.
I respect Yue Chuyun deeply for what they have done, so it is natural that I should take on their vengeance.”
"I would like to protect the people of the country with all my heart, and I will be a group of disciples of the Ba Jian Sect.
Don't worry, your heads will definitely be sent to the Ba Jian Sect to comfort their souls in heaven."
Yue Izumo's voice is extremely calm, as calm as the sound of the piano flowing from his fingertips at this moment.
Everyone on the horse was laughing loudly, even the cavalrymen with mediocre martial arts skills were laughing loudly.
Yue Izumo's words sounded to them like a joke meant to make them happy.
"You should have taken action earlier."
Yue Izuyun muttered softly again, and then closed his eyes again.
When Sun Feiliang heard this, he nodded and looked at the foreigner in front of him.
In addition to contempt, he naturally felt a sense of pity.
These people never imagined that they would die here, in a way that they could not imagine.
"Master, it's getting dark, we should hurry back."
Sun Feiliang reminded in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter, it'll be fine in a moment."
The smell of blood suddenly wafted from the air.
No one took action and no one was injured, but the smell of blood did appear in the air.
Finally, someone realized that there was something strange about the sound of the piano, but it was a pity that they understood it too late.
Yue Izumo had just warned them.
If they were obedient, they might be able to die in peace.
The breeze blew by, blowing up the clothes of more than a hundred cavalrymen.
The clothes swayed with the wind, and it was as if countless thin holes were opened by the breeze.
Blood slowly overflowed, and the hundreds of cavalrymen realized that their bodies were still completely stained red.
The blood was his own, and the piano player in front of him didn't do anything.
He was still playing the piano as if nothing had happened.
Beads of sweat the size of soybeans seeped out from the foreheads of the two Taoist masters of the Yongye Tribe.
No matter how high their eyes were, they realized that the man in white in front of them was unusual.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
As they slashed their hands and raised their swords, the internal energy in their meridians only fluctuated slightly before being suppressed again.
Within a moment, the two men's eyes were filled with horror.
Even Jiang Zhuyuetian, a master like Qingcheng, could forcibly block him with his internal strength, let alone the two newcomers to the Taoist realm in front of him.
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"Musician, Tsuki Izumo" The voice came again, but this time it seemed so breathless.
Yue Izuyun stood up slowly, and the green guqin played by Xie Changkong in his hand fell behind him again.
"Feiliang, take these two heads and give them to Ba Jian Sect.
The grudge between me and Ba Jian Sect has been cleared
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