"Don't be afraid!

It was the mysterious master from Anglo who spoke.

But he pinched his chin and muttered for a long time, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Ah, by the way, what faction did you study, Xiao Yezi?"

“......”

Ye Qingxuan was speechless for a while: Why are you so intimate! Are we so familiar! Although he slandered for a long time, he still answered honestly: "Forbidden, plus illusion, psychic and revelation." ”

"Hmm...... Huh?!"

The master was also taken aback: "Ahem, you have learned so much? You have a future! But why is there not a single faction that can fight? Are you a pacifist?"

“......”

Ye Qingxuan was speechless again: "You just say what to do!"

"Okay!"

The master pointed in a direction: "Look at my face later, as soon as I make a gesture, you will take out your most destructive movement and blast it over, understand?"

Ye Qingxuan nodded first, looked up and saw a black 'face' under his hood, and suddenly a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat couldn't spurt out: "You should let me see your face first!"

"Ahem, then look at the look in my eyes...... Forget it!"

In the end, the master of disconnection simply didn't care about his face and eyes, and rolled up his sleeves and pulled out a flute that looked very familiar, blowing out the reckless echo of the wind and sand.

In an instant, a long wolf howl sounded, as if a pair of animalistic eyes suddenly lit up in the long dark night, and those pupils glowed with green light, like ghost fire.

Immediately after, a scream of darkness suddenly rang out.

Huang Quan was stunned, and in an instant, a 'gap' that was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible appeared.

Ye Qingxuan didn't have time to think about it, and suddenly pulled out the saber on the Templar's armor. Fingers rubbed against the blade.

On the index finger, the strings of the Nine Heavens Ring Pei swayed with thunder, and where it passed, layers of thunder and lightning attached to the blade of the sword, and the electric light jumped to form musical notes.

In an instant, the thunder and lightning formed a complex and magnificent chapter of fate. Immediately after, the blinding thunder disappeared, replaced by a cold moonlight as blue as water.

The blade of the sword seemed to reflect the non-existent moon, and as a result, it unleashed a murderous power that seemed to be like substance.

Within ten steps, all the masters felt a burst of killing intent that made their scalps tingle condense in that sword. Even the razor-gold sharpened heavy sword couldn't bear the heavy killing intent, and it clicked, almost shattering.

Immediately after, Ye Qingxuan clenched the hilt of his sword. Held high, the armor on his back spewed out fiery gas, giving him a powerful force he had never imagined. Then, he threw his sword in front of him.

In the midst of the bleak melody, the sword of moonlight roared and flew out!

The Chapter of Fate, "Moonlight".

- Verse 18: Throw the sword!

The roaring moonlight sword sank into the darkness like scissors cutting through the black satin, and the darkness was torn apart. Screaming, screaming and evaporating.

The moonlight left a straight trail in the air. Set off a miserable white wave of air and break forward.

Destroy the wither!

Immediately after, there was a bang.

The screams erupted again.

I vaguely saw a master hidden in the darkness pierced by a sword blade, and a large hole exploded in his chest. In his hands, the ancient holy bell was also pierced through it by the blade.

The Holy Bell exploded with the blade, and was killed by the moonlight that erupted in it. Turned into a pile of charred black shards and flew around.

Immediately afterwards, the river of Yellow Springs, which was called by the holy bell, suddenly swung and quickly dissipated without a trace.

But Ye Qingxuan was even more surprised that he actually hit.

No matter how amazing the destructive power of moonlight is to demons and black musicians, when facing a master. It was also a decisive failure.

A knight who has received regular training will never give the enemy a chance to aim his crossbow arrows at him.

The purification music theory contained in the moonlight can be clearly sensed hundreds of steps away, and the qi is sympathetic, and even without the reaction of the black musician, the abyss music theory in the body alone will spontaneously operate, resist and dodge, and even kill Ye Qingxuan to the slag in this short moment.

But the blow that was impossible to hit actually hit, and even penetrated the artifact that controlled Huangquan with one move.

Soon, he saw the answer.

In the scattered moonlight, a silvery arc of light shone across the darkness.

The speed of the arc was extremely fast, and it was incredibly tossing and turning between square inches, like a ray of light that was deflected and refracted and had a complex trajectory, and everywhere it passed, everything was simply torn apart, and no amount of defense or obstruction could stop it.

The black musicians didn't expect that there would be music that could cross the obstacles of the Yellow Springs and directly act on them, and in a hurry, shocking traces were cracked on their bodies.

The black musician who was hit hard by the 'sword throwing' section was first bitten off his legs by it, and he had no time to dodge, and then after he was hit hard, the silver light turned around again, took advantage of his illness, and killed him, directly turning his head into pieces.

There was only a pile of wriggling minced flesh left in place, powerless to resist the erosion of the moonlight, and it was half-dead in an instant, and it was difficult to continue.

"What the hell!"

Crowley roared, and the Cloak of Original Sin suddenly appeared, opening his mouth to swallow the silver light. In an instant, darkness came from all sides, and there was no escape.

But the silver light suddenly disappeared strangely, and the clothes of original sin were empty.

In an instant, it reappeared beside its owner.

This time, Ye Qingxuan finally saw the body of the silver light...... It's a very familiar look.

It was a silver jackal that seemed to be real and ethereal!

At that moment, it was unexpectedly free to flash in the sea of ether, appearing in the etheric realm and the material realm at the same time, and disappearing at the same time, 'jumping' out of the encirclement out of thin air.

With such ability, it's no wonder that Huang Quan can't stop it...... All enchantments, blockages, and defenses in front of this silver wolf are simply open paths!

"It's you?!"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the familiar flute in the master's hand sluggishly, and suddenly realized.

"Who is it?"

Crowley roared, his gloomy face staring at the darkness under the master's hood: "I remember all the master's materials for thirty years, and the summoning faction does not have such a 'chapter of fate'!"

Who the hell are you?"

"Master? I'm not a master anymore. ”

The Master lifted his hood to reveal his hidden face. Reflecting everyone's faces, he grinned lightly: "It's just a talent, it's the new scepter! ”

Wolf Flute!

Ye Qingxuan's eyes darkened, and he only felt dumbfounded, and his heart was stunned.

On the one hand, it was a surprise from the reunion of the old man, and on the other hand, he was shocked by his strength.

When they met in the early years, he only thought that Wolf Flute might be a master among musicians, but he didn't expect that this guy would already be a master! And just eight months later, he sublimated his 'Chapter of Fate' into a 'scepter', transcending the scope of a master and winning the realm of saints!

This is different from Master Koch's 'pseudo-scepter' that combines his own fateful chapter with a holy artifact. The difference between this is like that of a famous sword and an ordinary iron, both are weapons, but they are judged to be like mud.

Conscience of heaven and earth!

This is really the first time Ye Qingxuan has seen a guy whose upgrade speed is faster and more exaggerated than himself!

"What's wrong? Scared?"

The wolf flute slapped the back of his head with a big grin: "If it weren't for your face, I wouldn't have bothered to come this time." How's it going? I've got you a good letter of recommendation!"

"Ahem, that's good. ”

Isn't it good, it's just good, it's a good mother's door--it's good, it's home! Except for the official documents in the papal hall stamped with the seal of the Red King, what else has a bigger face than Bach's letter of recommendation?

At the mention of this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but take a mouthful of old blood: Brother Wolf Flute, you are reliable once in a while, and you are too reliable!

Just as he spoke, a miserable green ray suddenly flew out from the abyss musician, Ye Qingxuan subconsciously rolled over, without even thinking about it, and then felt a burst of dust fall on the helmet, all of which were patina!

The lapis that had been swept away by the green light had decayed into dust in an instant, and there was a foul stench in the air. If it weren't for the fact that Ye Qingxuan's whole body was included in the 'Sword Dancer', and even his breathing was provided by internal liquid oxygen, otherwise his respiratory tract would probably be rotten in an instant.

The wolf flute's complexion changed, and it was extremely gloomy.

The most infuriating thing in the world is when you are pretending to be happy, and suddenly someone comes to the door and slaps you in the face......

"Yezi, you stand behind me first, I'll kill this group of waste wood first!" (To be continued.) )