Zuo Mu muttered in his heart, no wonder the master asked his brother and sister not to seek revenge from the killer of the Sword Palace, but to go to Huaxia to learn martial arts by themselves, absorb everyone's strengths, and then consider whether to find the killer of the Sword Palace to seek revenge.

The killer of the Sword Palace is elusive, evil and insidious, but Xu Xiangbei is a master of art and courage, strong in kung fu, and evil does not prevail over good, and he pinned all his hopes of revenge on Xu Xiangbei.

After walking forward for a while, at the end of the hallway, a dilapidated staircase reached the second floor, and when I looked back at the hallway that came from, the corridor on the first floor became unusually quiet.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of music from the second floor, and Zuo Mu scolded: "What tricks do you want to play?" ”

Xu Xiangbei raised his eyebrows and sneered: "No matter what tricks he plays, I will play with him." ”

The two of them went up the dilapidated staircase to the second floor, and as soon as they stepped on the second floor, they were stunned together with Zuo Mu to the north.

The first floor is a room, and the second floor is a large platform, there is no room, only a column, the space is open, and the decoration is relatively elegant and exquisite.

On the second floor, the large platform is covered with spotless carpets, neatly shiny integrated ceilings, wallpapered walls, and lush green plants on both sides.

And in the center of the second floor, on a rosewood chair, the Sword Palace Killer sat there, with his back to Xu Xiangbei, playing the elegant ancient string piano.

The sound of the piano is melodious, high place, as if the mountain water is draining thousands of miles, and in the low sound, it is like a clear spring whimpering, and the breath is back to the intestines.

When the rhythm is fast, it is like a galloping horse, and when it is soothing, it is like a child's love, lingering and circuitous.

Xu Xiangbei said with a smile: "This old boy can also play the piano, but we won't appreciate it, you are playing the piano to the cow, it has no effect." ”

Zuo Mu took out the hexagonal dart in his hand: "Boy, do you think that if you tell us the ballistic tune, we won't kill you, you have your spring and autumn dreams." ”

Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed, from bright to obscure, and a contemptuous sneer crossed the corner of the Sword Palace killer's mouth.

A local sound, the sound of the piano is like a ghost crying wolf, which shocks people's hearts and makes people impetuous, Xu Xiangbei secretly says that it is not good, is this the legendary sound killing.

Sure enough, the ten fingers of the Sword Palace killer were flying, and the sound of the piano became more and more irritating and unbearable, and he was even out of breath, and he had a feeling of wanting to tear his throat.

Xu Xiangbei hurriedly took out his mobile phone, turned on the music, and played the music, but the sound of the sword palace killer's piano was hundreds of times stronger than the music on the mobile phone.

Xu Xiangbei realized that the second floor was a sound killing array.

The wallpaper on the walls, the suspended ceilings on the ceilings, and the carpets on the floors are all designed to maximize the rebound of sound and not be absorbed by the walls and floors.

Xu Xiangbei's cultivation of the "Ancient First Scripture" is profound, and he is not affected by sound killing for the time being, but Zuo Mu is not good, his nails scratch the skin of his throat and ooze blood, if he listens to it for a while, I am afraid that he will be able to cut his throat.

Xu Xiangbei's hands shook, and the four iron galls collided together, clanging, and the ground sounded, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and when he drank his head, Zuo Mu came back to his senses and got rid of the control of sound killing.

Ding, ding, ding, the sound of iron gall is subdued, crisp and beautiful, as if the spring water is dingdong, making people cool from head to toe, and the feeling of irritability and suffocation is swept away.

When, there was a dumb sound, and the sword palace killer's guqin string was actually broken, and under the impact of Xu Xiangbei's double flying iron gall, the sound interfered with the sound of the piano, and also defeated his sound killing, making him tear off the string with no internal strength.

He sneered: "Good boy, I have a lot of babies." Then we'll do it with a knife and a gun. ”

He reached out and drew a glittering long sword from behind him, and with a shake of the sword, a dragon groan was deafening in the empty second floor.

Just by listening to the sound of the sword, you know that it is a good sword.

Xu Xiangbei shook his hands, and four iron balls flew out.

Jingling, the sound of gold and iron ringing like fried beans sounded, endlessly.

Zuo Mu, who was watching the battle on the side, was stunned, and only felt that Xu Xiangbei and the Sword Palace killer were like two light wheels, constantly colliding and pulling together, and either side would be twisted into powder by the other party's light wheel if they were not careful.

The Sword Palace killer became more and more frightened the more he fought, the swordsmanship he was proud of became very clumsy in front of Xu Xiangbei, every sword he attacked, Xu Xiangbei easily dissolved, just like last night in the woods, the more he fought, the more he had no confidence, and the more irritable he became.

Suddenly, he slashed out a sword, and the person leaned towards the load-bearing stone pillar in the middle of the second floor, and a breeze blew and disappeared.

Xu Xiangbei's iron ball smashed into the stone pillar, splashing a piece of stone chips.

"What about people, they actually play a big change of life, and I'm so angry. ”

Zuo Mu smiled bitterly: "It's the stealth technique in ninjutsu, a way to use the environment to hide himself, he is so skilled in concealment, it seems that he has reached the middle ninja rank." ”

Xu Xiangbei scolded: "Old boy, don't hide and hide, clean up some useless, there is a kind of knife and gun, one will throw darts, one will play the piano, and one will play hide and seek." Are you bothered?"

Suddenly, a sword wind rose from behind, Xu Xiangbei mixed his hands, although he didn't turn around, but two iron balls flew out from the left and right, hitting the blade that was about to split to the top of his head.

Whoosh, another gust of wind blew, and the Sword Palace killer hid in the stone pillar again and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Xiangbei sneered: "If you can't beat me with a clear knife and a gun, you will come to the yin, evil is invincible, do you think you can win me with these ghost tricks? ”

A black light flashed on the stone pillar, and the Sword Palace killer came out of the stone pillar, he was still wearing the black clothes, and a sword stabbed Xu Xiangbei's back.

Xu flew out with two balls to the north, hitting the stabbing blade directly, and at the same time, there were two iron balls, from the bottom up, quietly hitting the stone pillar directly, sealing the retreat of the Sword Palace killer.

Pounced, the Sword Palace killer wanted to repeat the old trick, but he was blocked by two iron balls and smashed firmly on his shoulder, so painful that he let out a muffled snort in his mouth.

Xu Xiangbei hurriedly turned around, and the injured Sword Palace killer moved a beat slower, and finally let Xu Xiangbei see the secret in the stone pillar.

Some stone pillars are load-bearing stone pillars, large stone pillars made of solid cement, which are used to support the floor slab.

But some of the stone pillars were deliberately placed there by the Sword Palace killer, and the middle was empty, made into a flap, and people could turn into it, creating the illusion of invisibility.

In addition, he will hide his movements, and it is difficult to find out that he hid in the stone pillar through the flap.

Xu Xiangbei, who discovered the secret, laughed, four iron balls smashed those fake stone pillars, all of them were smashed, the fake stone pillars were connected to the third floor, and the killer of the Sword Palace was through the third floor, shuttling back and forth among these fake stone pillars, and Xu Xiangbei They made an ancient game.

Xu Xiangbei scolded: "We went to the third floor, and we actually played magic with us to become a living person, it's too shameful." ”

(End of chapter)