Huashan female sword god

Chapter 175.
Under the night sky, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded, and everyone on the road couldn't help but stop and listen!

Because in the sound of the piano, there seems to be an inexplicable magic power, which makes the sad memory buried deep in the heart of the listener uncontrollably rush out, and the thoughts are chaotic!

He was only absent-minded for a moment, and then his true energy developed by itself, causing his consciousness to become clear again. Ming Yuetian's eyes under the mask contained coldness, and he said in a cold tone: "This person who plays the piano, damn it!"

Between the words, the murderous intent was revealed.

Because of the low and mournful sound of the piano, she couldn't help but recall the tragedy of witnessing the bandit Tuzhuang when she was young, and also reminded her of the ending of her master's death, and these are the past that she never wants to think about !

Ling Shan was silent.

She has always been used to having a big heart, and it is difficult to express sentimentality in her body, but just for a moment, she also became sad and sad, and the mere sound of the piano can affect people's emotions so much, it is really terrifying and shocking. fear!

"Everyone wake up!"

Ahead, from the forest tens of feet away, the shouts of Yan Tiannan and Mo Da'e suddenly came one after another. The voices were full of internal energy, which suddenly disrupted the notes echoing in the night sky and shook people's hearts.

Someone whispered, like the astonishment of waking up from a dream, or the shock of hearing a sudden noise!
Immediately afterwards, someone reminded: "The sound of the zither is deceitful. Everyone, keep your integrity, keep your mind, and be careful!"

Apparently, most of the people from the various factions in front of them got the idea without noticing it!

Those who came one step ahead are all first-class masters. Now that there is an embankment, it is not easy to invade the mind with the previous piano sound alone. Everyone continues to move forward!
Back to Yanfeng Peak, there is also a road leading to the other peaks. Others don't know the specifics, and even if they know, they wouldn't dare to go rashly on weekdays, but tonight, with the leader of Hengshan Mountain personally leading the way, it is unimpeded!
Haoyue is in the sky.

Like water and moonlight spreading all over the mountains and plains, Hengshan Sword Sect's generals inside and outside burst into mourning like complaining ghosts crying for mourning. The air was lingering with a heavy smell of blood, so strong that the wind couldn't blow it away!
When they approached again, traces of fighting could be seen everywhere beside the house and in the corridor, and there were even more figures of Hengshan disciples, but none of them could stand still, there were life and death...death was more than life!
After all, it was too late.

"Do not--"

"Who? Who is it?"

Seeing the scene of blood flowing into a river, Mo Dae and several other Hengshan masters resounded in mourning under the night sky, and staggered around among the many disciples on the ground, calling out familiar names, looking for those fellow disciples who hadn't died yet!
Among the crowd, Ning Weiyu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, the hand holding the sword turned white, his face became even paler, and his body trembled slightly.

The same corpses were strewn across the fields, and the same blood flowed into rivers. How similar was this scene to the night that made Huashan slump 25 years ago?Seeing the corpses of Hengshan disciples lying all around, she seemed to hear the mournful wailing of hundreds of brothers and sisters from the same sect that night!
Ling Buluan immediately noticed the violent fluctuation of Madam's mood, and reached out to hold her hand!

People from the other factions present also showed their expressions of indignation, not to mention the sadness of the death of the rabbit and the fox!

Looking at the rivers and lakes, Mount Heng is by no means weak, but from the time the signal was sent to when they arrived, at most one hour before and after, hundreds of disciples, there were only a lot of corpses left, it was almost as if the door had been wiped out.
"Everyone help to see if there are any survivors!"

Seeing the Hengshan disciples rummaging through the corpses, someone immediately suggested that the rest of the sects were not idle at the moment, and stepped forward to help investigate.

After only a moment, someone exclaimed: "Master, senior brother, they...they all killed each other!"

It is Qu Dayi, one of the Seven Swords of Mount Heng.

"It is so!"

The people of each faction present were not the heads of one faction, but also the elders. They were all mature and unique, and they didn't pay attention to it before, so they didn't notice it. The cause of death of these Hengshan disciples is that there are many corpses. No matter where the corpses are lying or the wounds on their bodies, there is no doubt that they can only be caused by killing each other!

This is a cold-hearted discovery, and everyone's expressions changed. This is far more unbelievable than the Hengshan Sword Sect's nearly being wiped out!

Ling Shan and Ming Yuetian didn't join them, they watched from a distance, and heard the cries of people from different factions, their hearts were shocked, did the whole faction kill each other to death?

The sound of the piano is still lingering in the night sky, but the rhythm changes suddenly, and the meaning of sadness is gone, but it is full of joy and joy, as if to dilute the tragedy on Mount Heng, but everyone is always on guard, Self is not affected!

And even if everyone in the Hengshan Sword Sect loses their minds, but the tragic death of the same sect is in front of them, how can the mere sound of the zither wipe away the sorrow?

Mo Dae's face was ashen-grey, and he looked even more ruthless under the silver light of the moon. He stood in a daze among the corpses on the ground, and when he heard the faint sound of the piano, he suddenly had a thought and muttered to himself: "Yes, It's the sound of the zither... The sound of the zither can even affect our emotions. It is conceivable that the person who plays the qin has attainments in the art of playing the qin. It is not impossible for the sound of the qin to make people insane and kill people. These disciples must be thinking about it. This way!"

Although the Five Sacred Sword Schools are all named after swords, each school often has other unique skills.

Just like Mount Hua, in addition to swordsmanship, there are internal martial arts such as Ziqi Xuangong and Hunyuan Yiqi Shengong, all of which can be called Jiang Wulin's unique skills. It is well-known in the world, and it can be regarded as the most distinctive faction among the five factions.

As the head of Hengshan Mountain, Mo Da'e is proficient in music theory and martial arts. He knows that when vocal music and martial arts are combined, there are all kinds of incredible abilities. It is for this reason that there are masters who shout with internal strength on weekdays, which can make people deaf. This is still very crude, not even a beginner's level. The really advanced ones, such as making people fall into a fantasy, such as helping people refresh their minds, increasing their understanding of martial arts, etc. It is not impossible to make people deny their relatives and kill their relatives and friends. These methods belong to a very sublime field. No one in Hengshan Mountain has been able to learn it so far. What they are good at is often in the confrontation with others, causing abnormal noises, distracting people, and it is difficult to compete with all their strength!
It just so happened that the sound of the qin in the mountain was still playing, and the sound of the qin was so wonderful that it disturbed people's emotions. It was difficult for him to doubt that the player who played the qin was the one who caused the tragedy in Hengshan tonight!
After thinking up to this point, Mo Dae took a few deep breaths, collected his mentality, bowed his body, and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, the perpetrator of what happened to my school tonight is probably the person who played the piano. I hope everyone can go with Mo Mou." Check it out!"

Now that Hengshan has undergone drastic changes, [-]% of the disciples of the disciples have been destroyed, and there are not many left. He only wants to avenge his disciples at this moment, but he has not been dazed by hatred, and he knows that the person who can make Hengshan nearly wiped out is definitely not his own power. To deal with it, only by relying on the strength of everyone can we hope!
Therefore, he no longer cared about the majesty of the head of a sect at all, and his posture can be described as extremely low!
Although they expected the enemy to be strong, the principals of each faction responded without fear.

"Everyone of high righteousness, Mo is very grateful!"

Mo Dae thanked him, and said to the junior next to him: "You two juniors, please stay here and continue to search to see if there are any surviving disciples. After the follow-up members of the various factions come to help, then tell me where I am going!" : "Comrades, please follow me to find the murderer!"

Thirty or forty masters from various factions rushed down the mountain in unison.

The source of the sound of the piano is not near here!

The crowd went all the way down the mountain road, and the sound of the piano entered their ears, and it became louder and louder, obviously they were close to the source of the sound.

When they arrived at the stone pavilion guarding the mountain at the side of the peak, they finally saw the person playing the piano.

The high-hanging lanterns swayed in the night wind, and the candlelight projected vaguely illuminated the three people in the pavilion!
One person is facing the direction of the mountain, playing the piano at the table, the other person is facing the visitor, leaning on the pillar, she is a woman, and the other person is silently independent, holding a stick and iron in one hand and carrying it behind the back, facing down the peak!

Outside the stone pavilion, seven or eight people fell sideways, life or death unknown, several broken swords, carrying the moonlight, reflecting the cold light!

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