The sound of the piano paused, and Ye Zhiqiu maintained the action of plucking the strings.

This means that the song is not over.

The mountain wind was howling, and the lush branches and leaves were blowing.

In the moment when the piano stopped, the forest seemed to come to life. The branches of the old trees swayed like young women dancing, and some of the yellowed leaves could not withstand the wind and fell, showing a bleak smell.

Swish!

It was at this moment that the fifth Tingyun's left hand burst out from the strong light of the human sword, and he suddenly slashed out.

There is no special posture of the sword, and his movements are extremely simple, like a casual wave.

But this sword is anything but simple.

Click...... The subtle sound of countless dead leaves shattering overlapped to form a noise that softened the roots of your teeth. The withered yellow leaves that had fallen from the branches had been smashed to pieces before they hit the ground, and they were scattered in the wind.

Sword intent, become!

This fifth form of the Seven Sword Forms, this Fifth Form that had never been used before, enveloped the entire jungle at this moment.

Even Mu Kun and Li Chengcheng, who were killing over there, couldn't help but slow down their movements. Of course, their opponents must have been intimidated by this sword, and some of them could not even resist the sharpness that filled the surrounding space, and began to retreat desperately.

Mu Kun and Li Chengcheng were stunned, if the song of the military chariot was played by Chiqi, it would make them sad and uncontrollable. Then the sword intent of "a sword leaving people sadly" is like a strong hand, knocking heavily on the door of their hearts, and like a sharp thorn, it is fiercely pierced into their hearts.

It is not only tragic, but also wild, unruly and sharp, violent and fierce.

Ye Zhiqiu, who was sitting on his knees with his back against the trunk of the tree, his face as cold as snow finally changed a little under this sword intent that was all over the world. Her eyes were a little puzzled, a little curious and surprised, she couldn't help but glance at the fifth Tingyun with the sword in her hand, and the fingers that were picking the strings were released at this moment.

Zheng!

The last sound of the troop car shop rang out loudly.

Then, her fingers relaxed, spread out, and rested firmly on the surface. Judging from her sweaty and breathing heavily, she was also extremely consumed after playing this song.

The new sound is no longer sounding.

But there was no silence in the jungle.

As the song ended, the notes that had dissipated into the air in front of them were all active, they did not disappear, they had been waiting for the moment when the song ended. Wow Oo......oo The whole song was played again in the forest.

And this time, the music is no longer just the music of the song.

Soldiers, spears, swords, steel swords, uniforms, horses, ...... All sorts of things suddenly appeared in the jungle, swords flying and chopping, bows and crossbows firing arrows, chariots and horses whistling and galloping...... This originally quiet jungle in the middle of the night turned into a battlefield of Shura at this time, with the sound of iron weapons clashing and the clatter of horses' hooves...... These don't seem like illusions at all, they seem like they exist.

"Ahhhh

One after another screams rang out in the air, piercing the silence of the night.

Those disciples who were chased and killed by Qilianzong fell to the ground one after another at this time, looking at their deaths, most of them were cut by thousands of knives, and they were miserable. Mu Kun stopped and stood in place, he knew that he didn't need to make a move anymore, and even he couldn't help but tremble with the killing intent that filled the surroundings, not to mention these Qilian Sect disciples. Li Chengcheng also stopped moving, and the red gold in his pupils gradually faded, but the Hehe Longwei spread around did not dissipate.

Black ink, is the shade of the night.

But now, the jungle is all red with blood.

Land, tree trunks, branches and leaves, shrubs, wild grasses...... All of them were dressed in a thick layer of blood.

The song of the military chariot still echoes in the forest.

The killing continues, the death continues.

Finally, some cultivators standing on the periphery couldn't stand it anymore, they saw that even the five cultivators of the Seven Heavens of the Spirit Realm were separated from each other without the strength to fight back, and in this case, they were directly frightened, and they threw away their armor and ran away. In the forest a little farther away, seven or eight more teams heard the movement and quickly tried to surround them.

Qi Lianzong's men and horses were originally scattered in the Hengduan Mountains, and when they heard the movement, they naturally rushed to help.

It's just that what these seven or eight teams didn't expect was that they heard the high-pitched and sad song just by getting closer. As soon as they heard the song, the four or five people who were walking at the front of the line immediately fell, and those who walked behind could see very clearly, and in the blink of an eye, those people were covered with wounds to the bones, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted.

Those cultivators fled in a hurry, whipping themselves along the way they came.

Death isn't scary?

Pin your head to your belt? Who the wants that!

These disciples were sent by Lian Chenghong to hunt down and kill the fleeing cultivators in order to survive, but who would really be stupid enough to abandon their lives when they knew that they would die. They retreated decisively, there was no way, if they were not decisive, they would have to die, they didn't want to die.

"Where is the Ye family's girl?!"

Just when a song of soldiers and chariots combined with a sword of sorrowful song sword intent ruthlessly slashed dozens of cultivators, and forced back more than a hundred killers, a thunderous shout rolled in from miles away. This voice contains abundant Yuan power, although it is several miles away, but the fifth Tingyun, Ye Zhiqiu, Mu Kun, and Li Tingcheng still feel the churning of the sea and the pain of the dantian when they hear it.

That's the crushing of the pure realm!

Qilian Sect Sect Master Lian Chenghong actually rushed over.

Mu Kun's eyes quickly supported the weak Li Chengcheng, his expression was low and terrifying, in the face of these disciples of the Qilian Sect of the Spirit Realm, they could still fight, but they didn't expect the sect master of the Qilian Sect to come so quickly, in the face of the powerhouses of the Void Realm, they were absolutely powerless to fight back. Fifth Tingyun had already returned the Liren Sword to its sheath at this time, holding the Heavenly Sage in one hand, looking at the direction from which the voice came, although he could not see the human figure, he could feel that a strong force was crushing him.

Ye Zhiqiu frowned, her hands did not leave the strings, at this time, she actually regained that indifferent and fearless expression. It's just that she glanced at the fifth Tingyun again, and for some reason, she actually felt that this young man of the Sixth Heaven of the Spirit Mystery Realm actually had a fighting intent, and that fighting intent was shrouded in a violent dead air, although it was insignificant compared to Lian Chenghong, it could not be ignored.

At this time, Mu Kun also discovered Ye Zhiqiu's fearlessness and the fifth Tingyun's desire to fight, and suddenly the whole person was not good: "My big brother and sister, you are really characters!"

Fifth Tingyun blinked his eyes entwined with black gas, glanced at Mu Kun, and then his gaze fell on Li Qingcheng, who was weak and weak in Mu Kun's arms. After a long while, he whistled, called the white crane, and said expressionlessly, "Go!"

Mu Kun was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, picked up Li Tingcheng and flew on the horse.

The white crane limped and turned his head to look at the fifth listening cloud, and the two big copper bell-like eyes were full of humanized reluctance. Fifth Tingyun ignored it and slapped Bai He's ass hard. Knowing his master's intentions, the cripple screamed, and galloped away, disappearing into the jungle in a moment.