Carrying the guqin, walking briskly towards the village, the sun at this moment just hung directly above his head, Ye Xianglun estimated the time, it should be noon, it is the time for the village to share the meal, the tradition of the village is to serve meals according to the head, the chief has already notified the cooking class yesterday to register the names of their group, if the roll call is not present, it will inevitably arouse everyone's suspicion, so he sped up his pace.

Easily climbing up the mountain, the scene in the basin was unobstructed in Ye Xianglun's eyes, different from the scene that Ye Xianglun expected the villages to unload farm tools and prepare to march to the cooking class, at this moment, almost all the villagers in the basin gathered at the deep pool under the waterfall.

"Could it be that the chief is doing a farewell ceremony again?" Ye Xianglun thought in his heart.

As it got closer and closer, Ye Xianglun felt that something was not quite right in the atmosphere of the village, and the villagers gathered together emitted small-scale restlessness from time to time, which seemed to make people smell a trace of uneasy atmosphere.

"Chief Chief!"

Suddenly, the villagers let out a panicked cry, and then, on the deep pool surrounded by the villagers, six red-golden rays of light suddenly burst out, and the six rays of light turned into the shape of a long sword and went straight to the sky.

"It's the chief!" Ye Xianglun looked at Fang Wei'an's figure, and immediately recognized it as the chief of the village state.

"As the guardian of the village state, even if you die, you can't get out of the village alive!" "On top of the flying sword, the village chieftain let out a hoarse cry in an awe-inspiring and righteous tone.

Seeing this situation, the villagers panicked and retreated, and from time to time women walked out of the circle with crying young children.

"Could it be that there is some danger in the village?"

When Ye Xianglun was thinking, he saw that in front of the waterfall falling from the sky, a note disc was rising, and on the note disk, a person with a square scarf on his head and a side of his hair bun was vaguely visible, and a flower ornament like a peony was inserted obliquely, and the strings in his hand were plucked with an indifferent expression.

"I'm a man who likes such a hard man!" said the man with a flower arrangement on his head on the note disc, in a weird tone of yin and yang.

"Zheng—"

The strings were plucked, and Ye Xianglun felt that the other party's tune was mixed with a lot of murderous aura, and hurriedly ran in the direction of the crowd in three steps and two steps.

"Ding—"

"Ding—"

When Ye Xianglun walked to the crowd, above the void on the surface of the pool, the two had already fought for more than ten moves, Ye Xianglun found that the strength of the Fuqin man wearing a flower ornament was obviously higher than that of the chieftain, and although the chief of the village was a one-star swordsman, the strength he showed was far inferior to the righteous men of the Long Sword Gate who were dying at the cliff suspension bridge.

Judging from the moves of the two fighting, the man wearing the flower ornament seems to be deliberately playing tricks on the village chief, and if this continues, the village chief will inevitably be humiliated.

While thinking about it, Ye Xianglun squeezed into the crowd and found that the onlookers were all clenched their fists, revealing angry expressions. When he squeezed into the innermost layer of the crowd, he happened to meet Miss Mu and Sangzan, and Sangzan seemed to see the difference in strength between the two sides, and hurriedly instructed Cuom beside him:

"Cuom, go to the room and take out the guqin, big brother, he doesn't seem to be his opponent!"

"Yes, Brother Sanzan!" Tsomu, who was on the side, couldn't help but glance at the sky, and turned around to squeeze into the crowd.

"No need to go!" Seeing this, Ye Xianglun grabbed Cuom and said, "Ye has already helped Brother Sangzan get the guqin!"

After speaking, Ye Xianglun calmly untied the guqin behind him and handed it to Sangzan's hand.

Sang Zan took the guqin, glanced at Ye Xianglun gratefully, and then shouted at the sky: "Big brother, let the little brother help you!"

After speaking, Sanzan did not wait for the chieftain of the village to agree, plucked the strings, and stepped on the note disc and escaped into the sky.

Before the waterfall, the man wearing the flower ornament saw a note disc lit up in the crowd, and his expression froze instantly, and after carefully observing the color of the note disc that the other party was riding, under the cover of the huge sound of falling water in the waterfall, he regained his original calmness:

"It turns out that there is still a luthier hidden in this remote village? This is very good, just let someone Wu understand the difference of the village pianist!"

"Hmph! Today's battle, you will be able to live or die!" After saying that, Sangzan turned his head to the village chief above the flying sword and said, "Big brother, we will use all our strength at the same time to prevent him from having the possibility of escaping!"

The two looked at each other in the air, and seemed to have reached a tacit understanding in agreement, but they could hear the sound of the piano and sword in the air, and on the huge pool surface, the three of them had already fought together.

"Mr. Ye, it's just the right time for you to come back, Qing'er was worried that you would miss a big deal!" said Miss Mu, who was in front of the crowd, habitually leaned towards Ye Xianglun's side.

"What happened, why did Mura Bang suddenly come to such a number one person?" Ye Xianglun didn't have time to watch the battle in the air, so he took Miss Mu's little hand and asked what happened.

"We don't know where this guy came from, as soon as he came to the village, he was going to cut down the ancient tree in the heart of the pond, saying that he wanted to offer a birthday gift to the Nanjiang medical immortals. But he was stopped by the villagers fishing in the pool, but he didn't expect him to raise his hand to kill the villagers who came to stop, at this time, this group of children who practiced swords saw that they were holding wooden swords and wanted to step forward desperately, but they didn't expect to be killed by this guy in the same way, this person is really inhumane, not a little reasonable!"

Speaking of this, Miss Mu, who has always been quiet, couldn't help but grit her silver teeth.

"Then can they still be saved?" Ye Xianglun also hoped that Miss Mu would be treated as a twilight piano master.

"All these people have been cut by him with a musical note blade, even if the Nanjiang Medical Immortal comes, I'm afraid it won't be cured!" As she spoke, Miss Mu took Ye Xianglun's arm and led him to the victim.

Several of the victims happened to be on the edge of the pool, and the large blood stains flowing from their throats had merged into the pool along the bamboo bridge at the edge of the pool, and a slight smell of blood was still floating on the side of the pool.

"It's really inhumane!" Ye Xianglun looked at the tired flower-wearing pianist in the sky with blood-red eyes, gritted his teeth and hissed, "Today he will be buried under the ancient tree in the heart of the pond!"

Ye Xianglun turned around and looked at the few children who were already lying on the edge of the pool, thinking that more than an hour ago, they were still outside the basin and kindly reminded themselves that in the blink of an eye, the sword hope of this group of villages had died innocently on the edge of the pool, and the anger from human nature had blinded all his senses.

"Zheng Zheng—"

Above the sky, Sanzan and the village chief's series of all-out attacks had already forced the beast heart qin master to rely on the waterfall to deal with it, because he had to fight close to the waterfall, the beast heart qin master's original white clothes that were floating with the wind had already been wet by the waterfall behind him, and the flower ornaments on his hair bun, under the impact of the waterfall, had already drifted away only a few petals, although he looked a little embarrassed at the moment, but according to Ye Xianglun's vision, if the two wanted to defeat the beast heart qinist, it would take a lot of twists and turns.

"Zheng Zheng—"

Ye Xianglun suddenly felt that the strings of the beast heart qin master were a little scattered, and when he looked up into the air, he found that the eyes of the beast heart qin master began to look left and right, and Ye Xianglun's keen intuition told him that something bad might happen next.

Sure enough, when Ye Xianglun happened to touch the harmonica in his arms, the beast heart qin master suddenly mobilized the energy of several split notes, turned into several energy blades and shot at the villagers watching below.

Such a sudden attack, the ordinary people below are naturally difficult to dodge, and the sudden change also made Sanzan and the village chieftain in the air unexpected, Sanzan is much higher than the village chieftain above the cultivation, after the beast heart qin master attacked, Sanzan immediately distracted and mobilized a few notes of energy to block.

However, due to the poor reaction, Sanzan's note energy was already unable to protect it, just after Sangzan and the village chieftain showed a frightened expression in the air, when they heard the sound of note collision, the note energy shot by the beast heart qin master was blocked by an energy barrier dozens of meters away from the crowd below, and everyone looked at each other in horror, it turned out that it was blocked by the note energy barrier manipulated by Ye Xianglun with the harmonica.

"Mr. Ye, it turns out that you are also ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a series of rapid short notes shot out of the sky like an electric switch towards Sanzan above the note disc in the air.

"Brother Sanzan be careful!"

As soon as Ye Xianglun's words came out, Sangzan had been knocked to the ground by the energy of the note.

"Bold bandits, and delusional rebellion!"

Ye Xianglun shouted, the note disc suddenly came out, under the control of the harmonica, he was like a lightning bolt to Sanzan who fell in the air, and after catching Sangzan and landing steadily, Sangzan's wife ran towards Sanzan crying with her toddler in her arms.

After handing Sangzan's body into his wife's arms, Ye Xianglun glanced at the beast heart qin master in the void with a gloomy face, and turned to Sangzan who was dying, "Brother Sangzan, please borrow Ye's guqin!"

As he spoke, Ye Xianglun took the guqin from Sang Zan's arms and looked at the violinist in the sky with a gaze that could almost breathe fire.

"Hahahaha, the best ending for the Guardian is to suffer with these fools!" Seeing that the most important combat power of the two was cut down by his own tricks, the beast heart qinist in the air let out an arrogant laugh.

"Dare to hurt my brother, I'll fight with you!"

After a roar, but seeing a golden sound in the sky, Ye Xianglun saw the village chieftain constantly changing his fingers on the flying sword, and the six flying swords around his side were like jumping sparks, making irregular trembling sounds.

"Don't fight for your life, but ask Ye to fight!" Ye Xianglun looked at the beast heart qin master in front of the waterfall, and said in a calm voice.

"Brother Ye, you?" Sang Zan, who was in his wife's arms, was still a little surprised when he heard that Ye Xianglun was going to fight, and he had already expected that he was also a violinist.

"Mr. Ye, how can you be his opponent?" Seeing that Brother Sangzan, who was a two-star qin master Liulu, had suffered an accident, Miss Mu, who knew that Ye Xianglun was a new two-star qin master, stopped uneasily.

"Hahahaha, how many other luthiers do you have here, you might as well fight together!" Seeing this, the beast heart qin master laughed arrogantly, although he didn't know what Ye Xianglun's strength was, but he failed to play in the first round, obviously it was too late.

"You don't need to spend the strength of others, it's enough for Ye to kill someone!" The words were calm and unwavering, but they contained strong self-confidence.

The strings are plucked, a clear red gold note disc is rising, the strong energy fluctuation of the note disc makes its underground strong wind rise sharply, the note disc continues to rise, the entire pool surface is reflected by its a piece of gold, under the fluctuation of the sparkling water surface, the pool surface is like a folded golden canvas, so that the onlookers are shocked.

"Brother Ye, you ......"

The chiefs of the village states, who had already done their best, couldn't help but let loose the full strings when they saw the momentum emanating from Ye Xianglun's body.