After five rounds of stress, Yang Xingzhou took his hands off the Yaoqin, turned his palms over, and the jade flute at his waist appeared in his hands.

The score is divided into two parts: piano score and flute score. Before Yang Xingzhou finished playing the score, Lu Bai attacked him. Although he flicked Lu Bai away with one finger, after all, the meaning of the music was broken and there were flaws, so he could only play it as

After the accent ends the music, prepare to look at the flute music score.

Master Dingyi saw that he stunned the disciples with his heavy voice and turned a blind eye to them. He couldn't help but became angry. He shook the sword in his hand and shouted: "Yang Xingzhou, look at the sword!"

With a flash of sword light, he was already in front of Yang Xingzhou. At the same time, Taishan Tianmen Taoist's long sword was aimed at Yang Xingzhou and struck him on the head. He Sanqi, Wen Tianwu and others also attacked Yang Xingzhou together.

Yang Xingzhou held the Yao Qin in his arms, and his body rose up like a cloud of smoke. The Xiao Pu seemed to be condensed in front of him by an invisible force. As his body retreated, it seemed that the wind was blowing the fallen leaves slowly, but

He flew out of the hall in the blink of an eye.

Everyone in the hall had no reservations when they took action. Under the strong wind, the entire hall shook three times. But just as they took action, Yang Xingzhou floated out as his eyes blurred.

Everyone hurriedly chased outside, only to see Yang Xingzhou sitting cross-legged on the top of a pomegranate tree with his body like floating catkins, the Yao Qin lying across his knees, the pomegranate tree tops swaying in the wind, Yang Xingzhou's body also gently following the treetops.

The ups and downs and the high level of Qing Gong are incredible.

Master Hengshan Dingyi shouted: "You are pretending to be a ghost! Yang Xingzhou, who are you? Did you come here specifically to cause trouble?"

Her body rose into the sky, and the long sword stabbed Yang Xingzhou's lower abdomen. She knew how powerful Yang Xingzhou was. This sword thrust was the Hengshan School's unique skill, called "Smoke Cage Cold Sand". Before the sword tip touched Yang Xingzhou's lower abdomen, it suddenly

With a shock, the sword light filled the sky, covering Yang Xingzhou's whole body like a mist. The onlookers cheered in unison when they saw how exquisite her sword skills were.

Seeing Master Dingyi's body covered with sword light, suddenly a wisp of flute sound sounded from the sword light. This flute sound was extremely low, as if it was hard to hear if one was distracted for a moment. It made people hold their breath and concentrate when they heard it.

, all the energy was concentrated on this wisp of flute sound. Master Dingyi suddenly put away his sword light, and his body landed lightly on the ground, with a look of surprise on his face.

Her sword was originally a murderous one, but after hearing the sound of the flute, her murderous intent dissipated instantly, her true energy was stagnant, she immediately sheathed her sword and retreated, returning to the original place.

Everyone followed the sound and saw Yang Xingzhou sitting cross-legged on the pomegranate tree, the jade flute was playing, and wisps of flute music were pouring out from the jade flute in his hand. The music score in front of him had disappeared.

The sound of the flute was melodious, clear and soft, and mixed with a bit of lingering meaning. The sound of the flute was continuous, and everyone's hearts swayed. They couldn't help but smile on their faces. They felt the blood boiling all over their bodies, and they just wanted to dance around.

It was just comfortable.

Master Dingyi stretched out her hand and kicked her feet. She was immediately startled. She tried her best to calm her mind and shouted: "This man has magic skills and the sound of the flute is weird! Guys, please block your ears..."

Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly trembled, his hands couldn't help but wave slightly, a smile couldn't help showing at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were slightly distracted.

She is a nun of the Hengshan sect. She has developed deep concentration through years of studying Buddhism. Even she was affected by the sound of the flute and found it difficult to control herself. A group of worldly masters next to her were even more unbearable. They all danced wildly in the courtyard, until they all danced to themselves.

They tore off their clothes and scratched their heads and faces, but their bloody faces showed stupid smiles. They were all crazy, as if they didn't know the pain.

Next to him, Taoist Priest Tianmen shouted angrily, his voice full of panic. He waved his long sword in his hand, the sword was shining brightly, but he could not get close to the three feet in front of the pomegranate tree. It seemed that there was an invisible barrier under the tree, blocking him.

Outside.

The sound of Yang Xingzhou's flute is getting lower and lower, but it is becoming more and more charming, just like a shy beauty turning her head and looking sideways under the candlelight, trying to welcome or refuse. The dim candlelight, the white jade beauty's face, makes people's blood surge, and the color inspires the soul, completely

I don't know where I am.

Master Dingyi clasped her hands together and sat cross-legged on the ground. She kept chanting sutras and used Buddhist chanting methods to resist Yang Xingzhou's strange flute sound, which was as tempting as a demon.

The faint sound of Yang Xingzhou's flute filled the entire Liu Mansion. A moment later, Liu Zhengfeng ran out of the backyard and shouted: "Master Yang, please go around all of us. If you keep playing, everyone won't be able to stand it!"

He shouted and walked away, saying: "Master Yang, what song are you playing?"

This person was obsessed with music, and at this critical juncture, he did not forget to ask Yang Xingzhou the name of the song for Dongxiao.

Yang Xingzhou put away the jade flute, floated to the ground, and said with a smile: "This is a piece I learned from the owner of Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea. It's called "Moonlight Night Spring Tide". It's very interesting. What? You can't stand the sound of the flute?"

Is this the strength of the masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect? Hehe, everyone combined is not as smart as a few guys from the Songshan Sect. Four kittens and a big insect sworn to each other as brothers, tsk tsk, the prospects are very bad!"

When he said this, he looked at the rooftop in the distance: "But Yue Buqun of the Huashan Sect? You have some determination. It seems that the internal strength of the Huashan Sect is really good."

A long laugh came from the rooftop in the distance, and a scholar in blue shirt flashed and floated down from the rooftop, walking slowly forward, wearing a light robe and swinging a folding fan in his right hand, with a very free and unrestrained expression.

He cupped his fists and saluted Yang Xingzhou, and said: "Yue Buqun of Huashan Mountain has met Yang Daxia. In the past few days, our brothers have been traveling around the world, and they are really familiar with Yang Daxia's name. In just two months, you have killed more than two hundred gangsters."

Yue is a powerful thief with such abilities. Hearing the flute today, I discovered that Yang Daxia has reached the realm of transcendence and sainthood in terms of music and rhythm. He is indeed a genius and a young hero."

Yang Xingzhou's eyes flashed, and he looked at Yue Buqun in front of him. He saw that he had five long beards under his chin, a face like a crown jewel, and an upright expression. He was only about forty years old. He was quite surprised and said: "There are rumors in the world that Yue Buqun

Qun has reached the age where he knows his destiny, but he didn’t expect that Brother Yue looks so young. Tsk tsk, this beauty-preserving skill is not trivial, but what is the effect of Huashan School Qigong?”

Yue Buqun smiled and said: "It's just a skin, what does it matter? How can it be compared to Yang Daxia's peerless divine music and supreme skills."

Yang Xingzhou said: "You are too hypocritical. I don't care. However, hypocrites are better than real villains. After all, hypocrites know that they don't dare to do evil for the sake of their face, but people like Zuo Lengchan commit crimes openly without any scruples.

, this is the real person who deserves to be killed. Yue Buqun, after I kill Zuo Lengchan, how about I give you the position of leader of the Five Sacred Mountains?"

Yue Buqun's heart skipped a beat, his expression changed, and he said, "Master Yang is joking."

Yang Xingzhou laughed loudly, strode out with the Yao Qin in his arms, and said as he walked: "Liu Zhengfeng, this Yao Qin is not bad, give it to me!"

Liu Zhengfeng cupped his hands and said: "The Yao Qin doesn't matter, Brother Yang just takes it."

Yang Xingzhou said: "Okay, thank you very much!"

He turned to look at the door and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, stop hiding. Do you also want to take action against me?"

Before he finished speaking, a sword light flashed from the side of the door and went straight to Yang Xingzhou's chest. This sword light was so fast that the eyes of Yue Buqun and others lit up. The tip of the sword had already reached Yang Xingzhou's chest, really like lightning.

In this flash of lightning, Yang Xingzhou suddenly raised his hand and pinched it with the thumb and index finger of his left hand. The lightning-like sword light suddenly froze in the air, and then the figure of the person who drew the sword appeared, but it was a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi.

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This middle-aged man had a fair face and a beardless face, and his appearance was quite handsome. After the sword failed, he said in a sharp voice: "Yang Xingzhou, if you steal my sword manual, it's not too much for me to stab you with my sword, right?"
Chapter completed!