Sitting cross-legged on the waterfall, Yang Mo used the Pure Heart and Calm Qi chapter in the mental method, to suppress the belligerent intent in his heart.

When he cultivates on weekdays, as long as he runs this chapter of pure mind and calming qi, under the soothing of his internal force, no matter how irritable his mood is, he can calm down.

But today, when he faced the impact of this sword intent, he found that the effect of the Pure Heart and Calm Qi Chapter was very slow, and it was not until after it was dark at night that he felt that the battle intent in his heart eased slightly.

But he is also very satisfied with this, as long as he can suppress it, it is nothing more than taking a longer time, which is better than going up to fight when he sees a master.

But just when Yang Mo was rejoicing in his heart, he heard a sudden burst of piano and flute ensemble under the waterfall beside him.

He only heard the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute sad, and the two notes together directly triggered the mood that he had just calmed down.

The sound of this flute has not faded from afar, and it can still be so moving, obviously it is played under the urging of internal forces.

Moreover, in the harmony of these two instruments, there are also all kinds of emotions of the performers, one will be sad and sad, and the other will be murderous, making the listener cry and smell moved.

And on the waterfall, under the influence of this qin flute and Ming, Yang Mo was suddenly in a state of confusion, even if he fought for fate to turn that pure heart and calm qi, he couldn't suppress the influence of the sword intent in his heart.

Under the waterfall, the players of the flute and the song were none other than Liu Zhengfeng, who had just experienced the disaster of annihilation, and Qu Yang, the elder of the Demon Sect, who was seriously injured like Liu Zhengfeng.

Beside the two of them, Qu Feiyan, who was dressed in goose yellow clothes, stood quietly, and not far away, he was avoiding Ling Hu Chong and Yi Lin.

These two people were also affected by the sound of the piano, one had a sad face, and the other burst into tears, and their emotions could not be controlled.

After the end of a song, Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang were seriously injured, but they did not forget to cherish each other, and they were full of silence in the music.

After Qu Feiyan heard about her, when he was comforting Qu Yang, Fei Bin suddenly jumped out and captured Qu Feiyan in a fight.

Between the words, Fei Bin's mouth was full of demons, and he stretched out his long sword to stab Qu Feiyan blind.

At this moment, Linghu Chong shouted: "Stop!" "Leap out from behind the boulder.

Ling Hu Chong was about to persuade, but Fei Bin was also frightened by Ling Hu Chong, and turned around to put away his sword and put on a defensive posture.

But when the two of them hadn't said anything, their faces changed, and they looked at the sky in unison.

Directly in the dark night sky, a figure roared down from the top of the waterfall under the moonlight.

Just as the gaze of several people under the waterfall, the figure fell to the ground with a thud, and landed right on the boulder in front of several people.

In the white moonlight, the falling man knelt on one knee, propped up on the ground with one hand, and the long sword in the other hand was all plunged into the boulder beneath him.

The man had his head down, and his black hair was scattered down, hiding his appearance from making it difficult to see.

On his body, a white brocade robe was covered with patches of blood, and in this dark and cold night, there was an indescribable weirdness.

Looking at the person who suddenly fell from the sky in front of him, several people under the waterfall had different expressions, but Yilin, who was hiding behind the boulder, looked at the person who fell, and her face was full of surprise.

"Who are you who dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me Fei Bin!"

Seeing the mysterious blood-clothed man in front of him, Fei Bin couldn't care about Qu Feiyan and Ling Huchong, turned around and asked sharply with a sword.

"Jie Ji ......"

The only answer to Fei Bin was a chilling laugh.

"Do you know that I am on the orders of the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, and I am here to deal with the wicked people of the Demon Sect, and if I don't leave quickly, do you want to be an enemy of my Wuyue Sword Sect."

Fei Bin's heart trembled by this miserable laughter, and he hurriedly pulled out the banner of the Wuyue Sword Sect, hoping to make the other party fearful.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the blood-clothed man slowly stand up as he pulled out the long sword inserted into the boulder with a piercing grinding sound.

Under everyone's gaze, the blood-clothed man slowly raised his head, and under the emanation, a cold and handsome face with closed eyes was revealed.

And in his hand, the long sword that pulled out the boulder suddenly revealed the pitch-black sword body, which made everyone look stunned, as if they had thought of something.

Then, as soon as the blood-clothed man's eyes opened, everyone saw an invisible energy tumbling out of his body, and the long black hair flew wantonly, like a ghost.

In the long fluttering hair, a faint pair of scarlet eyes loomed, making everyone shudder.

"Fei Bin, Ji Ji ......"

The gloomy voice sounded again.

When Fei Bin heard this, he said with a solemn face: "Holding the black sword, you are Yang Mo, don't think that you are so great about fighting Yu Canghai, my Wuyue Sword Sect ......"

The person in front of him was not an outsider, it was Yang Mo who was suppressing the sword intent with his heart on the waterfall.

The battle intent that had been gradually calmed down by him was re-triggered by the dying sound of Qu and Liu, and he completely lost control of the sword intent in his heart.

And under the influence of that sword intent, bloody faces kept appearing in his mind, constantly wailing and roaring at him, all of whom were the people he had killed.

With the battle intent in his heart, the demons that were suppressed by him with the help of his mental method in the past also broke out together.

Before Fei Bin finished speaking, he heard Yang Mo say coldly: "You are a master, this is enough, as for Zuo Lengchan, I will go to him!" ”

As soon as Yang Mo's voice fell, his figure shook in the moonlight, and the whole person pulled out an afterimage, waved the black sword in his hand and slammed it straight at Fei Bin.

When the others were in the air, they shouted like crazy, "Now, let's fight first!" ”、

Before he finished speaking, Fei Bin looked at the moonlight, followed by Yang Mo's ghostly figure, and the black sword shadow in the sky attacked him.

Seeing such a scene, Fei Bin was horrified, so what did he care about defending the way to subdue demons, he gave up Qu Feiyan and turned around and wanted to escape.

"Give me death!"

At this time, Yang Mo, who was already filled with belligerent intent, how could he let Fei Bin escape, and after landing on the ground, he stomped his feet and chased after him.

When the others were in mid-air, the black sword in his hand sprinkled a black sword shadow, directly blocking Fei Bin's retreat

Fei Bin saw that there was no way to retreat, so he could only desperately sacrifice the long sword in his hand and attack with what he had learned in his life.

Then, in the eyes of others, the darkness of the fight between the two burst out in an instant, followed by a series of shattering sounds.

Then, with the help of the subtle moonlight, Ling Hu Chong saw that the smooth long sword in Fei Bin's hand was actually shattered into dozens of pieces, and flew away under the shadow of the moonlight.

One blow shattered Fei Bin's long sword, Yang Mo stood with his sword in his hand, and pointed at Fei Bin in front of him, his blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent.

"What kind of ability is it to rely on the advantage of weapons, there is a kind of throwing away weapons and fighting."

Seeing that he was about to die under Yang Mo's sword, Fei Bin couldn't help but want to struggle to the death.

He is known as the Great Songyang Hand, and the power of the Songyang Palm in one hand is extraordinary, if Yang Mo dares to put down the black sword in his hand, he may be able to outperform.

But as soon as Fei Bin's words fell, the black sword in Yang Mo's hand swept out, Fei Bin's throat was cold, and then he saw his own blood spurting out of his neck.

"Speak this to the innocent old and young you killed."

After Yang Mo finished speaking coldly, he didn't turn around and looked at Fei Bin, who was desperately holding his neck, and walked towards Ling Hu Chong and the others step by step.

Looking at Yang Mo, whose bloody clothes were rolling in the night wind, his black hair was fluttering, and his eyes were scarlet, Ling Hu Chong suddenly felt that the situation was a little bad.

"Brother Yang, what do you want to do?"

As soon as Ling Hu Chong's words fell, he saw Yang Mo grinning and said, "You are also a master!" ”

Hearing Yang Mo's words, Ling Hu Chong suddenly felt a cool breath gushing out of his heart, and his scalp was so shocked that it was numb!