The iron cavalry of the warriors of the Chu State approached the central square step by step.

Extreme fear, despair.

Those who hid behind the windows, trembling and panicking.

Their bodies trembled.

Their hearts were terrified.

They did not have the courage to kill the enemy, and their hearts were full of despair and fear.

The warriors of the Chu State got closer and closer.

The sound of horses' hooves is clearly audible.

There are also people who block the car with their mantis arms, trying to stop the samurai's footsteps.

But none of them worked out.

Those samurai raised their swords and did not hesitate.

With a single sword, you can hack to death a person who stands in your way.

This kind of killing has broken the hearts and intestines of countless people

For a while, a long list of corpses had been left behind behind the warrior horse team of the Chu State.

The arrival of these warriors turned Yunzhong Town into a purgatory on earth.

Those who hid behind the windows were horrified to watch.

Everyone's face turned pale.

Everyone's eyes are glazed.

At this moment, Yunzhong Town has been bleeding like a river.

The corpses were strewn and scattered, blood running down the wounds, and the blood and rain soaked all the clothes, turning them into puddles of stains.

This scene is very bloody and cruel.

There is only one person.

Still calm and unmoved.

He played the piano and played "Xuan Ming".

He ignored the arrival of the warriors of the Chu State.

He played his own repertoire there.

He doesn't have many tracks, only one.

He knew he was already in danger, but he wasn't worried and he wasn't afraid.

At this moment, he was already in his own emotions.

The sound of the piano is ethereal, as if coming from the nine shadows, which is terrifying

He is Zhong Yi.

He also has dignity, so he doesn't run away.

He only plays the piano. A lyre.

The piano belongs to people, and people have souls.

It's not the piano that captures people's souls, but Zhong Yi.

Because, he is an old luthier!

Anything that he flicked might be terrifying!

The sound of the piano suddenly accelerated.

The tune is poignant, miserable, eerie, and eerie.

It's as if it's announcing a cruel thing to people.

All the piano intent burst out in this instant.

The samurai only felt that their bodies were stuck in a swamp quagmire, their movements were difficult, their eyes were in a trance, as if they were about to suffocate, and they could only let the sound of the piano erode.

This is the legendary "Xuan Shen Sha".

It's an extremely scary and subtle track that can make you sink into it in the shortest amount of time.

Of course, it also has its drawbacks.

That's too costly.

The so-called True Element is just one of the most important elements in the human body, and once depleted, the human being will fall into a permanent dormant state.

Therefore, once the "Xuan Ming" is used, all the true elements must be delivered to the strings in the shortest possible time.

And this way of consuming true yuan is not just to use the strings to play "Xuan Ming", he also needs to use external forces, such as the rain outside or the Xuan Ming in the air to replenish it.

This supplement is to transfer the energy attached to the strings to the player's body, so as to enhance the player's true strength and increase the player's strength.

If a cultivator uses the True Yuan when playing "Xuan Ming", his strength will increase by at least three or four levels.

In this way, the effect of playing this track will be greatly enhanced.

However, this method is not available.

Once the true element and the strings are broken, the person who plays it will surely die.

A cruel sneer appeared on Zhong Yi's face.

At this time, Zhong Yi is like the Shura King who came out of the abyss, taking people's souls.

"Bang"

There was a loud bang.

I saw a long sword shining with cold light plunging straight down from the sky.

It's a black shoulder.

Black Shoulder slashed at the lyre with his long sword.

This sword is as powerful as a thousand pounds, and it pulls out the mountain.

At this moment, Zhong Yi turned his wrist, and the strings vibrated rapidly, making a sharp chirp.

The sword and the strings clashed, bursting with sparks.

The sparks bloomed, forming a line of fire in the air, spreading out quickly, like fireworks.

The line of fire turned into a gorgeous petal in mid-air, and the petals spread out, revealing Zhong Yi's figure.

A continuous loud bang rang out, flames splashed, and the sparks flew in all directions.

I saw Zhong Yi flick his right hand, and one by one notes poured out from his fingers.

That's the melody of "Xuan Ming".

This melody contains the true essence of Zhong Yi.

The more true elements, the more powerful the repertoire will be.

This kind of power is like a person holding a red-hot soldering iron in his hand to burn people's skin.

Under such a terrifying attack, the samurai's bodies were like chaff, their faces were as white as paper, and their eyes showed horror.

The black shoulder was unwilling and exerted his strength again.

With a swing of the long sword, he slashed at the lyre.

I only heard a loud "click", and the lyre broke in response.

With a crisp sound, the lyre was instantly chopped.

Broken strings flew through the air, bringing up a mist of blood.

Black Shoulder didn't expect that a lyre could burst out with such huge power.

He didn't expect that there was a sword hidden in the lyre.

A sword with terrifying power.

The sword swung and stabbed Black Shoulder's chest.

Black shoulders dodge in no hurry.

A streak of blood erupted from his body.

A mouthful of reverse blood rushed up his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood again.

"Bang!"

The black shoulder fell to the ground.

His body smashed a huge crater into the ground.

What a power it is!

It's horrible!

I can't believe that there is such an existence in this world!

Such a talent can be called a demon.

It is worthy of the first day of the Great Chu State.

In the Great Chu State, the existence of such a figure is simply a shame for the warriors of the Chu State.

"It's time to finish!" The baby thought to himself.

I saw the baby's left palm flipped.

A stream of energy condensed in the palm of his hand.

The energy condensed into a vast network that enveloped the bells.

Zhong Yi's face suddenly turned pale.

At this moment, Zhong Yi's true yuan was dispersed, and he felt trapped in the net, unable to breathe.

This net is condensed by the sixfold realm of the Ning Yuan Realm, and this layer of the network wraps Zhong Yi layer by layer.

"Break it for me!"

I saw that the baby clenched his hands into fists and smashed towards the huge net.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

That huge network burst in an instant.

Zhong Yi's body was shaken up by a huge force.

A smear of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Zhong Yi snorted.

His body staggered in the air and fell to the ground.

He looked at the broken lyre on the ground, and his face showed a hint of reluctance.

"Kill!"

I saw the baby snorting coldly.

I saw that those warriors rushed forward one after another and surrounded Zhongyi.

Zhong Yi was powerless to resist.

In this battle, Zhong Yi did not win.

He failed.

It was a complete failure.

But he was very calm, without a trace of shame, without a trace of chagrin.

At the very least, he bought the cadre time.