Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 261 Disciples of the Evil Emperor
noon.

At the entrance of the Evil Emperor Temple, the sound of Qingyue's flute could be heard.

Shi Qingxuan wanted to use this to attract the person she was waiting for.

The sound of the flute rises and falls slowly in the elegant atmosphere of the natural wind, and there is no flaw in the connection between the sounds. Although there are no strong changes or sudden climaxes, there is still a lingering charm that will last until death.

Yan Bugui listened beside him and gradually became fascinated.

The ethereal and clear voice seems to be describing the endless beautiful space deep in a certain soul. It is neither sad nor happy, but it can touch the listener's emotions.

The player's own feelings are like an empty mountain locked by clouds, appearing to be hidden, so elusive and difficult to measure.

The soft and clear rhyme is like an insider who stares at the lingering fate with the indifference of a bystander. The life that makes people feel heavy can also be interpreted with an indifferent attitude.

It was widely rumored in the martial arts world that Shi Qingxuan's flute skills were unmatched in the world, and Yan Bugui finally believed this until now.

The sound of the flute suddenly subsided.

The demonic sound suddenly stopped.

Yan Bugui's tone suddenly dropped, and the sound of the flute suddenly became neutral and peaceful, making the other party feel like he had been punched on cotton.

At this time, the magic sound changed again. Suddenly forward and backward, up and down from left to right, erratic, and increasingly high-pitched and unpleasant, like a ghost crying and howling, like thousands of ghosts coming from all directions demanding life.

Shi Qingxuan said: "I didn't expect Brother Yan to be extremely skilled in martial arts and also have amazing attainments in music theory."

Under the operation of the Immortality Secret, his heart was as cold as a mirror, and protected by the Heshi Bi's ability to calm his mind, he remained unmoved at all.

There was a faint sound of someone fighting from the bottom of the mountain, and it soon became quiet again.

Yan Bugui immediately realized that this was an evil technique similar to the Demonic Sound of the Yingui Sect.

Shi Qingxuan picked up the bamboo flute again and prepared to break the opponent's magic sound, but saw Yan Bugui take out a purple bamboo flute from his sleeve and start playing it first.

The passionate sound of the flute immediately made her feel like she was in the shadow of swords and swords, and the sharp and murderous aura spread invisibly, confronting the demonic sound tit for tat.

Yan Bugui used his Concentration Skill to enhance his five senses. Not long after, he heard the sound of clothes breaking in the wind under the stone steps.

After a while.

"You're showing off your ugliness. You're far worse than a girl." Yan Bugui felt ashamed. Not to mention him, in front of Shi Qingxuan, Liu Zhengfeng and Huang Yaoshi were not as good as Liu Zhengfeng and Huang Yaoshi in terms of flute playing skills.

At first it sounded like a baby crying, but then it turned into a woman's screams, which was horrifying.

Yan Bugui's flute sound also stopped.

Shi Qingxuan couldn't help being surprised.

Her skill is naturally not as good as Yan Bugui's, but her superb musical skills also allow her to avoid the influence of the demonic sound penetrating her ears.

Suddenly, a strange sound was carried up by the mountain wind.

Yan Bugui couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "The girl's flute sound is in harmony with the nature of heaven and earth. It penetrates the soul and is fascinating. It has reached the wonderful state of harmony between heaven and man. It is indeed well-deserved."

Shi Qingxuan was also calm and composed.

Even if he can't get the Immortal Seal this time, Yan's trip will not be in vain. "

"Brother Yan, thank you." Shi Qingxuan put down the bamboo flute and reminded: "The four people who are about to come are all big demons who were famous twenty years ago. Brother Yan, please don't be careless."

Shi Qingxuan asked curiously: "What's the name of this piece? It doesn't sound complete."

Yan Bugui said: "This song is called Xiaoao Jianghu. It is the hard work of one of my brothers and his friends. It is incomplete because it is an ensemble piece for piano and flute."

"I see." Shi Qingxuan sighed: "Swordsman is a very good name! But it is not easy to achieve these four words."

"That's just because you, girl, are not good at martial arts." An extremely unpleasant sound, like a knife scraping a disk, suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a person was seen rushing over with the sound of sharp breaking wind, falling straight from the sky three feet away, his body as light as a feather, floating to the ground.

This man was covered in a green robe. He was extremely tall and skinny, with a face as yellow as wax, a hooked nose and thick lips, and his eyebrows and forehead were covered with deep and miserable wrinkles. He looked as if he was about to die.

But behind him was a one-legged bronze man with a grimace carved on his back, golden light flashing, and weighing no less than a hundred kilograms at a glance, indicating his extraordinary internal strength.

"Boss You is right. The strong are respected in the world. As long as the martial arts is high enough, it is not difficult to be arrogant in the world." The fragrant wind floated from the stone steps and a charming woman in colorful clothes followed the voice. to.

At first glance, she seems to be in her early teens, but upon closer inspection, you realize that time is not forgiving. There are crow's feet like spider webs radiating from the corners of her eyebrows to her temples. But her eyebrows are like distant mountains, and her eyes are like autumn water, and she is always a true beauty. However, her jade face is so pale that there is no blood at all, like a beautiful ghost from the underworld, and there is still a faint trace of blood on the corner of her mouth.

The demonic sound just now came from her mouth, broken by the sound of Yan Bugui's flute, and she had already suffered internal injuries.

"You Niao Juan, Jin Huan Zhen. Where are the other two? Zhou Laotan, Ding Jiuzhong, you haven't shown up yet? Do you want to be a coward?" Yan Bugui had already recognized the four of them through Shi Qingxuan's suggestion before. identity of.

These people are the four disciples of the former Demon Sect Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian, and they belong to the Retrograde Sect, the Charming Sect, the Red Hand Sect and the Great Emperor Valley.

This time, Shi Qingxuan used fake evil emperor relics to lure them out, intending to kill these four demons and do justice for heaven.

Swish!Swish!
With the sound of swaying leaves, two tall figures flew out.

Zhou Laotan's face was as broad as a basin, his chin was bulging, his two thick lips protruded like bird pecks, and his big eyes were like two will-o'-the-wisps.

He was short and fat, but his hands were as thick as tree trunks. Although he was wearing a monk's robe, he didn't have the slightest bit of worldliness of an outsider. He just looked like a murderous demon king.

There is also a string of blood-red beads hanging around his neck, which makes people feel even more nondescript.

Ding Jiuzhong was wearing a fancy outfit, with a pair of extra-large iron scissors stuck in his back. He had a hooked nose and deep eyes. He had an indescribable evil aura. It was obvious at a glance that he was not a good person.

The weirdest thing is that he wears a crown on his head that is only used by emperors and has a complete crown plate and crown.

There was a look of shock on both of their faces.

They had evil intentions and hid in the woods, using their skills to control their auras. They planned to 'surprise them by surprise' or act like fishermen when snipe and clams were fighting. Unexpectedly, they were seen through as soon as they hid.

You Niao said with a sad smile: "That brat has such a big tone! He looks like a dog, but he has a bit of Shi Laoxie's demeanor back then. My dear niece, don't blame your uncle for not reminding you, men can't look for someone who is too good-looking. , be careful to follow in your mother’s footsteps.”

"Qingxuan is not so lucky." Shi Qingxuan said lightly: "Since the four of them have returned to the world, they must have heard the name of the Sword Demon."

"The sword demon Yan will not return!"

The expressions of all four of them changed.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree. The lives of Qu Ao and Fan Qinghui alone were enough to make them fear Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui stood with his hands behind his back, sweeping the crowd with his calm eyes: "It's just a coincidence that you are here. Yan just wants to test new tricks on you."

Ding Jiuzhong said in a deep voice: "Boss You, now that we are facing foreign enemies, should we unite to deal with the outside world first, and then slowly resolve our personal grudges?"

"It makes sense. Let's work together to kill this pretty boy first." You Niao Juan licked his lips, took off the one-legged bronze figure from behind and pushed it to the ground, with a cruel and fierce light in his eyes.

Ding Jiuzhong immediately pulled out the iron scissors from his back.

Zhou Laotan activated the "Red Hand Magic Skill", and his already thick hand suddenly swelled by nearly half and turned red in color.

Jin Huanzhen suppressed his internal injuries and cast a malicious look at Yan Bugui.

Suddenly, four people took action at the same time.

Ding Jiuzhong's iron scissors and Zhou Laotan's "bare hands" carrying the smelly hot wind attacked from both sides.

You Niao Juan's one-legged bronze man directly hit Yan Bugui's chest. The speed was slightly slower than the two of them, but it was extremely powerful. The strong wind blew as he advanced. Before the move came, the force had already arrived.

Jinhuan Zhenren was suddenly pulled by Shi Qingxuan in the middle of the road. The bamboo flute rolled up green shadows and hit all the important points in front of her like raindrops.

Hey~
Yan Bugui's purple bamboo flute hit Ding Jiuzhong's iron scissors, and used the technique of "moving flowers and catching jade" to direct his offensive towards Zhou Laotan.

The sharp tip of the scissors stabbed Zhou Laotan's "bare hand" uncontrollably with a cold light.

Both of them were shocked.

Yan Bugui had already spun up, avoided You Niaojuan's attack, and kicked him above his head with a volley.

This leg is as powerful as wind and thunder, and with the blessing of his superb body skills, it is extremely fast.

You Niaojuan raised the bronze figure in his hand to parry horizontally. With a bang, his arms suddenly shook violently, and the bronze man almost lost his grip.

What's even more shocking is that the spot where the bronze man was kicked turned out to be significantly bent.

You Niao Juan's one-legged bronze figure weighs over a hundred kilograms and is made of excellent materials. It cannot be damaged by any sharp weapon, which shows how powerful and domineering Yan Bugui's leg is.

It was during the time he was waiting for Shi Qingxuan in the Evil Emperor Temple that he combined the strength techniques of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Six Yang Palms of the Tianshan Mountains to create a new leg method - the God's Leg.

(End of this chapter)