After Yang Xingzhou's five rounds of accenting, he took his hands off the yaoqin, turned his palms over, and the jade flute around his waist appeared in his hands.

This score is divided into piano score and flute score, just now Yang Xingzhou's piano score has not been played, Lu Bai shot at him, although a finger popped out, Lu Bai bounced away, but after all, the meaning of the song has been broken, there are flaws, can only end the piano music with an accent, ready to look at the flute score.

When Master Dingyi saw that he stunned the disciples at the scene with an accent, he turned a blind eye to everyone, and couldn't help but be angry, the long sword in his hand shook, and shouted: "Yang Xingzhou, look at the sword!" ”

The sword light flashed, and it had already arrived in front of Yang Xingzhou, and at the same time, the long sword of Taishan Tianmen Daoist was aimed at Yang Xingzhou, and when the head was split, He Sanqi, Wen Tianwu and others also shot together and attacked Yang Xingzhou.

Yang Xingzhou hugged Yaoqin in his arms, his body rose like a smoke, and Xiao Pu seemed to be condensed in front of him by an invisible force, retreating as his body retreated, as if the wind was blowing the leaves slowly, but in the blink of an eye, he flew out of the hall.

When everyone in the hall made a move, they had no reservations, and under the strong wind, the entire hall shook three times, but as soon as they made a move, Yang Xingzhou floated out as soon as they saw a flower in front of them.

Everyone hurriedly chased out, only to see Yang Xingzhou's body like fluttering, sitting cross-legged on the treetops of the pomegranate tree, Yaoqin put his knees horizontally, the pomegranate treetops swayed with the wind, and Yang Xingzhou's body also gently undulated with the treetops.

Master Hengshan Dingyi shouted: "Pretend to be a ghost!" Yang Xingzhou, who are you? Did you come here to make trouble? ”

The body rose to the sky, and the long sword stabbed Yang Xingzhou's lower abdomen, she knew that Yang Xingzhou was powerful, this sword stabbed out, it was the trick of the Hengshan faction, called "Smoke Cage Cold Sand", the tip of the sword had not yet touched Yang Xingzhou's lower abdomen, it suddenly shook, turned into a sword light in the sky, and shrouded Yang Xingzhou's whole body like a light veil mist.

Seeing that Dingyi Shitai sword light covered the body, suddenly a wisp of flute sound sounded from the sword light, this flute sound was extremely low and extremely low, it seemed that it was difficult to hear it after a little distraction, and people couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate on this wisp of flute sound when they heard it. Dingyi Shitai's sword light was suddenly retracted, and his body fell to the ground gently, with a surprised face.

Her sword was originally a murderous sword, but after hearing the sound of the flute, the murderous aura dissipated instantly, and under the stagnation of the true qi, she immediately withdrew the sword and retreated, and her body returned to its original place.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see Yang Xingzhou sitting cross-legged on the pomegranate tree, the sound of the jade flute moving, and a wisp of flute sound was pouring out of the jade flute in his hand, but the score in front of him just now had disappeared.

The sound of the flute is melodious and melodious, clear and soft, and mixed with a bit of lingering into the bones, the sound of the flute continues, everyone's hearts are swaying, and their faces can't help but smile, only to feel the blood boiling all over the body, just want to dance and move around, only to be comfortable.

Master Dingyi stretched out his hand and kicked his feet, and immediately realized that he tried his best to calm his mind, and shouted: "This person has demon methods, and Xiao Yin is weird!" Big guy, plug your ears......"

Before the words fell, his body suddenly shook, his hands couldn't help waving slightly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile, and his eyes were slightly dilated.

She is a god of the Hengshan faction, after years of studying Buddhism with profound concentration, even she is induced by the sound of the flute, it is difficult to hold herself, and a group of worldly masters next to her are even more unbearable, one by one in the courtyard around the wild dance, dance to the end of the people to tear their own clothes, scratch their heads and faces, but the bloody face shows a dull smile, all of them are crazy, it seems that they don't know the pain.

The head of the Tianmen Dao next to him shouted angrily, his voice was full of panic, and the long sword in his hand was waved, and the sword light was huo, but he couldn't get close to the pomegranate tree three feet in front of it, as if there was an invisible barrier under the tree, blocking him outside.

Yang Xingzhou's voice is getting lower and lower, but it is becoming more and more coquettish, just like a shy beauty turning her head and looking sideways under the candlelight, wanting to welcome and refuse, the dim light and candle flame, the white jade beauty's face, making people's blood gush, lust and soul, I don't know where my body is.

Master Dingyi folded his hands, sat lightly cross-legged on the ground, and kept reciting scriptures in his mouth, using the method of Buddhist chanting to resist Yang Xingzhou's strange flute sound like the temptation of the devil.

Yang Xingzhou's flute sound was ethereal, filling the entire Liu Mansion, and after a while, Liu Zhengfeng ran out of the backyard and shouted: "Yang Daxia, you bypass all of us, and if you blow it down, the big guys can't stand it!" ”

He shouted and walked, and said, "Yang Daxia, what kind of track are you?" ”

This person likes the rhythm of music and is enchanted, and at such a critical juncture, he did not forget to ask Yang Xingzhou the name of the repertoire.

Yang Xingzhou put away the jade flute, fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "This is a song I learned from the master of Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, called "Spring Tide on a Moonlit Night", which is very interesting. How? Can't you stand this little flute sound? Is this the strength of the master of the Wuyue Sword Sect? Hehe, all of them are not as smart as a few guys from the Songshan faction, four kittens and a big insect worship each other as brothers, tsk, the prospect is very bad! ”

When he said this, his eyes looked at the roof in the distance: "But Yue Buqun of the Huashan Sect?" You are a little determined, it seems that the internal strength of the Huashan faction is really a bit of a doorway. ”

A long laugh came out from the roof in the distance, and a scholar in a green shirt flashed and floated down from the roof, slowly pacing forward, wearing a light robe, shaking a folding fan in his right hand, and his expression was very chic.

He clasped his fists at Yang Xingzhou and saluted, and said: "Huashan Yue is not a group, I have seen Yang Daxia, these days my brothers have walked the rivers and lakes, and the name of Yang Daxia is really like thunder, in just two months, you have killed more than 200 underworld heroes Jiangyang thieves, this kind of ability, Yue is ashamed of himself." Listening to Xiao Yin today, I found that Yang Daxia had also reached the realm of transcendent sainthood in music and rhythm, and he was really a genius and a young hero. ”

Yang Xingzhou's eyes flashed, looking at Yue Buqun in front of him, only to see that he had a long beard with five willows under his chin, his face was like a crown of jade, his face was upright, and he was only about forty years old, and he was quite surprised: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Yue Buqun has reached the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, but he didn't expect Brother Yue to look so young, tsk, this beauty kung fu is not trivial, but the effect of Huashan School Qigong?" ”

Yue Buqun smiled: "It's just a skin, what is it?" How can it be compared to Yang Daxia's peerless divine comedy, supreme skill. ”

Yang Xingzhou said: "You are too hypocritical, Lao Tzu is too lazy to pay attention, but hypocrites are also better than real villains, good hypocrites know that they don't dare to really do evil if they take care of their face, but like Zuo Lengchan's generation, they are blatantly murderous and have no scruples, this is the real person who should be killed." Yue Buqun, when I kill Zuo Lengchan, how about giving up the position of the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance to you? ”

Yue Buqun's heart jumped, his expression changed, and he said, "Yang Daxia said that he was laughing. ”

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

Liu Zhengfeng arched his hand and said: "What Yaoqin can count, Brother Yang will take it." ”

Yang Xingzhou said: "Okay, thank you!" ”

Turning his head to look at the side of the door, he said with a smile: "Brother Lin, don't hide, do you want to attack me too?" ”

Before the words fell, a sword light flashed from the side of the gate, heading straight for Yang Xingzhou's chest, this sword light was extremely fast, the light in the eyes of Yue Buqun and the others lit up, and the tip of the sword had reached Yang Xingzhou's chest, it was really like lightning.

At this moment of lightning, Yang Xingzhou suddenly raised his hand, pinched the thumb and index finger of his left hand, and the lightning-like sword light suddenly froze in mid-air, and then the figure of the person who came out of the sword appeared, but it was a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi.

This middle-aged man has a white face and beard, and his appearance is quite handsome, and after a sword is useless, he said sharply: "Yang Xingzhou, you rob me of the sword spectrum, I can't stab you with a sword, right?" ”

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Chapter 257: Blowing