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Ye Qingxuan sighed, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on Ralbin's vein-covered head: "Don't worry, the core music theory of the Steel Heart School...... I'll help you pass it on. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Ralbin let out a scream.

From the beginning to now, in less than half a minute, Ralbin has fallen into defeat. All the musicians who rushed in didn't even have time to intervene, they could only watch Ye Qingxuan brutally maintain his life, stripping away all his core music theories bit by bit while he was still dying.

It was like cramping and peeling bones, and the pain caused Ralbin to burst out and scream, his blood and qi rising, and his entire brain expanded in a whole circle.

Until the end, Ye Qingxuan slowly and methodically extracted the last strand of complete music theory and sealed it into the staff of fate. Ralbin fell from his hands and collapsed to the ground.

Even if he still has breathing, his eyes have lost their sparkle.

The chapter of fate is the condensation of a musician's life, and once stripped of the core music theory, there is no doubt that it seems to have taken away the soul. The high blood fever had completely destroyed his brain.

Now Ralbin can be said to be dead, and even if he breathes, he won't last long.

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, and a ray of moonlight turned into a flame and fell on his body.

In an instant, Ralbin was reduced to ashes.

A hint of regret and luck flashed in everyone's eyes.

Ye Qingxuan did not leave the fateful chapter of the deceased to Guiru, so he did not receive the blessing of Guiru. Otherwise, now he must have ascended to the realm of a master again, and it will be more and more difficult to do.

But even so, a few faintly approaching masters still didn't dare to take the lead.

It's the hand of God, after all......

Ye Qingxuan, the Protector, the vice-monarch of Anglo, the Prince of Avalon, and the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition...... Such a person, even if he is reduced to this extent, does not know how many hole cards he still has in his hand.

The end of the rash shot is just like the Ralbin just now.

In the distance, at the end of the street, Raymond's figure appeared, he was still taking the old nun behind him, looking at Ye Qingxuan's state, a trace of intention flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth to speak.

But soon, he closed his mouth and did not give an order.

There is no doubt that he wants to kill Ye Qingxuan now, but he can't let him do it. I don't know how many people are looking at this now, and if he orders Schubert to do it, then the Order will definitely not bypass him. Moreover, Haydn's inheritance, Anglo, probably will never hand it over. You have to look for another opportunity......

Besides, he has another mission on his part.

He glared at Ye Qingxuan unwillingly, turned around and left with the old nun.

He doesn't need to do it himself.

The person who wants Ye Qingxuan's life wants as many as he wants!

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As he expected, just twenty minutes later, a whistling flash of light fell from the sky.

In the roar, the flames rose and transformed into a gloomy old man, stopping in front of the man.

"Gray-haired, young-haired......"

He looked coldly at the stunned opponent in front of him, and smiled strangely: "It seems that Ye Qingxuan is right, although it is a little unreasonable to bully the small, but someone wants your life, if you want to blame, blame your bad luck, meet me!"

The young man raised his eyebrows, as if confused.

Rumble!

Terrifying waves burst out from his body, and the elements belonging to the scepter slowly rose.

"You don't believe it, but friend, you're really wrong. ”

The white-haired young man sighed, stretched out his hand, and pressed the long sword at his waist: "But since you have already issued a war letter, if I am afraid of war, I will definitely be thrown into the molten lake by my grandfather to practice penance." ”

Hearing the sonorous echo of the bell's scabbard, the scepter was stunned for a moment.

"Although it's a little unpleasant to block a knife for my fellow countryman for some reason, before the war, let me tell you my name. ”

Yuan was shocked. ”

The young man with the hilt of his sword said, "Astonishing. ”

At that moment, the sword was stunned.

Like a long night, there was a ghostly bell in the distant darkness, and the bell echoed around like footsteps, if there was nothing, crisp and palpitating.

The sword of silence, unsheathed.

The sword 'Wenling' from Yuan He, the eldest brother of the long house, was pulled out by Yuan Jing, revealing no longer the meaning of the white crane in the clouds, but with a chilling aura, sonorous killing intent, like a bell ringing.

In Yuan He's hand, the slender long sword glowed faintly, stinging the old man's eyes.

"Silent Sword Chapter" evolves, and wisps of music theory extend from it, each with a peerless edge. The air echoed with the old man's scepter, and just the sound of the bell made the elements turbulent.

In front of that blade, the scepter was like the moon in the mirror and the flower in the water, becoming ethereal and illusory.

The old man's face changed.

"Slow ......"

"It's late. ”

Yuan Jing picked up the long sword expressionlessly, and raised it to the same eyebrows: "I can't control the sword of the eldest brother, just a parallel scepter, and there is no reckless cost in front of it."

――If you want to blame it, blame your bad luck. ”

The old man's words came out of his mouth as they were, and the young man, who had been casual and lazy, faded his smile and became as cold as iron.

In the dark eyes, the sword light of the abyss was reflected.

In the next moment, the sword chapter burst into silence.

A line of sword light, silent, seemed to cut through the long night, cut open the dark sky, and exposed the bright light behind it. Pure killing intent played from the sword chapter and rose up.

In an instant, the sword light turned, passing through the layers of protection, skipping the storm and fire that added to the body, showing the weakness of the penetrating elements of the bamboo.

The collision between the music theories burst into a sharp sound, like thousands of birds soaring into the sky.

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From a long distance, Ye Qingxuan heard the sound of a roar.

He turned his head and looked into the distance, and a brilliant aether fluctuation like a meteor appeared, and then disappeared again.

The scepter's breath collapsed, and in an instant, the elements shattered and were beaten back to their original form. Fell back into the realm of the Master.

Even Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

It shouldn't be......

"How can there be such a scepter?" he muttered subconsciously.

"People have small fruits, and there are causes of leakage, like shadows, although there are not real. ”

A hoarse and soft voice sounded from behind Ye Qingxuan, with the softness of a woman, which made Ye Qingxuan stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned around and saw a vague figure standing in the shadows.

and the white jade pipa in her arms.

- Flying Yaksha.

In Ye Qingxuan's eyes, the pale emaciated woman seemed to be swallowed up by a pitch-black quagmire, and the essence of black beastly nature continued to seep out of the pipa in her arms, embracing her and turning into a part of her.

In the swirling black mist, in a trance, her face seemed to have turned into a muddy face with two horns and an ugly face, hideous as a ghost. But in the next moment, the ghost was gone, and out of the shadows was just a pretty and feminine emaciated girl.

"The eldest daughter of the Liu family, Liu Ran, has seen the head of the Ye family. ”

She looked towards Ye Qingxuan, her hem was full, her posture was gentle and slow, like a ghostly light song and dance in the middle of the night. Ye Qingxuan subconsciously felt a little numb in his scalp, and was frightened by this woman with a thick yin qi.

Despite this, they are both the nine surnames of the dragon vein, and the other party has no malicious intent, Ye Qingxuan still gave enough courtesy. After all, the fellow villagers see the fellow countrymen, and in the ruins, maybe they can support each other.

"What do you mean by that?"

Ye Qingxuan asked.

Although Liu Ran spoke the language of the East, he understood it and knew the metaphors, but he didn't understand what she was referring to.

People have small fruits, and there are reasons for leakage, like shadows, although there are not true.

This is the criticism of music theory by oriental musicians: the music of persistence and form cannot reach the state of perfection, it will only fall and become a success, even if there is a little result, it is just like a shadow, although there is, but it cannot withstand the test.

She mean, the scepter is a spectacle?

When Liu Ran heard his words, he couldn't help but purse his lips and chuckle, "It seems that the Ye family master still doesn't know the situation in the ruins." ”

"I want to hear about it. ”

After hearing about her discovery from Liu Ran, Ye Qingxuan fell silent.

The winner wins, and the loser loses......

In the Presence of Kings......

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his forehead with a faint pain: "Could it be that the last wish of the kings is to watch their juniors kill each other......?"

"It's more than that. ”

Liu Ran's smile was meaningful, and after glancing at Ye Qingxuan, he said, "The concubine has a slight guess about this. ”

After finishing speaking, he did not continue to talk down, but put on a posture of waiting for the price to sell, waiting for Ye Qingxuan to ask. But Ye Qingxuan didn't ask again, but fell silent, as if thinking.

After a short silence, Ye Qingxuan raised his head from his contemplation and looked at Liu Ran:

"Food?"

Hearing his words, Liu Ran's eyes were slightly stunned, and he immediately sighed helplessly. When talking to smart people, sometimes mentioning the beginning will lead to the end. It seems that he still underestimates this Ye family's head.

It is worthy of being a musician who created his own school and created a precedent in the rumors.

"That's right. She bowed her head slowly.

As early as just hearing Liu Ran's words, Ye Qingxuan understood that the trial in the ruins had a deeper meaning.

Holding a musical instrument like Jiuxiao Huanpei, which is good at ultra-wide area observation and fine operation, coupled with the analysis method, after getting Liu Ran's hint, Ye Qingxuan couldn't guess it anymore, it was called stupid.

In his senses, the entire huge and complex city is full of battles one after another. But at the end of each battle, deep aether fluctuations could be heard from the depths of the core of the ruins.

It's slowly transforming......

The dead musicians dissolved into the city, and the chapter of fate naturally merged into the depths of the ruins, turning into the unborn food of natural disasters.

This is the final link.

The true natural disaster will draw on the music theory that has been converging in these countless battles and will be born completely. Therefore, the winner who follows this process will receive its blessings and become stronger.

And in this process, Guiru is gradually being influenced by people.

After fusing the music theory of countless musicians and the fateful chapter of the masters, when Guixu really appeared, it was already marked with the imprint of human beings.