Good music is inherently infectious.

Inspirational music can make people sunny and positive; Sentimental music can also make the listener feel depressed and sad.

There's even the legendary murder music Black Sunday, which can make listeners desperate to the point of suicide.

This is still the music of the ordinary world, but in the martial arts world, with the blessing of internal force, music has real power.

Different from the lion's roar gong, which vibrates and hurts people with internal force, Shi Qingxuan's flute sound is close to the Tao, and it integrates feelings into the rhythm, so as to resonate with people, and in turn affect the listener's emotions.

This may not sound as lethal as the lion's roar, but in fact, this kind of martial arts that directly affects people's thinking and feelings is even more terrifying.

Especially for Zhao Mingyuan, even if he is killed, he can still be resurrected in other worlds. But if he is brainwashed, it is really worse than death.

Zhao Mingyuan knew this weakness of his own, so he naturally took precautions and tried to make up for it. Zhao Mingyuan had studied spiritual methods in many ways before, and it was for this reason.

And now, Shi Qingxuan is actually influencing Zhao Mingyuan's emotions and interfering with his judgment, which naturally makes Zhao Mingyuan furious.

Shi Qingxuan may have resonated with it with the rhythm of music, so he realized Zhao Mingyuan's hidden killing intent towards Ba Fenghan.

Maybe she just didn't want to see someone die at Wang Tong's birthday banquet, or maybe it was because Shi Qingxuan loved life.

In short, Shi Qingxuan may not have malicious intentions, but just wants to eliminate the fighting, reduce casualties, and bring peace.

But this is not a reason why Shi Qingxuan can make a move on herself.

Although Shi Qingxuan is treated equally, there is no difference. Not only Zhao Mingyuan was affected by this, but also Ba Fenghan on the other side.

However, between the two, Zhao Mingyuan was strong and Bafeng was weak. Ba Fenghan even just wanted to live, and he didn't dare to hope to kill Zhao Mingyuan, so there was almost no killing intent between his moves, just trying to survive.

Therefore, although it seems that Shi Qingxuan is treated equally. But obviously, this greatly helped Ba Fenghan, and to a certain extent, he stood on the opposite side of Zhao Mingyuan.

Realizing what Shi Qingxuan had done, Zhao Mingyuan immediately held his breath and tried to block the sound of the flute from his mind.

However, after trying, Zhao Mingyuan found that Shi Qingxuan's flute skills were far beyond his imagination.

Although everyone used the sound of Shi Qingxuan's flute to describe it, now he found out that her flute sound was really in harmony with heaven and earth.

Zhao Mingyuan's realm is the highest in the audience, and he is in the realm of the unity of heaven and man almost all the time, which is extremely consistent with heaven and earth, but he is even more susceptible to the influence of this flute.

Zhao Mingyuan also understands the rhythm of music, and he has studied the sound method, although he studies the lion's roar.

Unexpectedly, Shi Qingxuan's flute voice was so clever.

If Shi Qingxuan's realm in music and rhythm is transformed into martial arts, it will probably be close to the realm of cultivation at the level of a great grandmaster, which is really incredible.

Zhao Mingyuan's biggest enemy in this battle is no longer Ba Fenghan on the other side, but Shi Qingxuan who is playing.

Ba Fenghan was shocked back by Zhao Mingyuan's sword and retreated three steps, and he was obviously inferior, but he seemed to quickly muster up his courage under the sound of the flute and attacked Zhao Mingyuan.

Although there was no murderous aura in Ba Fenghan's sword, it was full of fighting spirit, but it was blessed by the sound of Xiao, which seemed to be more in line with heaven and earth, and the realm of martial arts was further advanced.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Mingyuan became more and more annoyed.

Okay, you're Shi Qingxuan.,Not only give me a debuff.,But also add a buff to the opponent.,Your control is good.,This is really using me as a boss brush.。

Suddenly, Zhao Mingyuan was angry, his murderous aura overflowed, the realm of the great grandmaster disappeared in a flash, and the sword turned into a meteor, and he was already attacking towards Bafenghan.

This sword murderous aura condensed frost, carrying Zhao Mingyuan's ten-layer cultivation, and killed towards Bafeng Han.

Although Zhao Mingyuan was even under the extreme anger, he had covered it up, and no one could perceive Zhao Mingyuan's great master-level cultivation.

However, the masters in the field naturally discovered the extraordinaryness of this sword.

And Shi Qingxuan was also stabbed out by Zhao Mingyuan's sword, and he could no longer grasp Zhao Mingyuan's rhythm.

There was even a slight pause in the sound of the flute, which gave the harmonious music a hint of flaws. Although most people can't hear it, Zhao Mingyuan also knows the rhythm of music very well, and naturally understands it very clearly.

But at this time, the most desperate thing is naturally Ba Fenghan.

Zhao Mingyuan's sword came out, although the extrovert was not obvious, everyone saw that his sword was extremely fast, extremely strong, and extremely extreme, although it was murderous, but it was impossible to see the reality in it.

But in the face of this move, Ba Fenghan only felt as if he was in the ice and snow, and the killing intent had already shrouded him, making him feel as if he was the only one left between heaven and earth to face this murderous world, there was no way to avoid it, there was no way to escape, there was no way to escape, only to close his eyes and wait for death.

Growing up in the grassland, Ba Fenghan has been among horse thieves since he was a child, living a life of licking blood from the knife every day, and the life crises he has encountered have long been countless.

But when he saw this sword, he already knew that this was the greatest crisis he had encountered in this life. If you can't catch it, everything will be over.

When he landed, Ba Fenghan used all his strength, used the secret method, and used the twelve-layer skill, just to take Zhao Mingyuan's sword, without thinking about the next move.

It's just because he understands that if he can't take this move, there will be no next move at all.

I saw that the steps under Ba Fenghan's feet were erratic, the sword was like a wild dragon, and the sword was like a star, along the trajectory of Xuan Zhi and Xuan, facing Zhao Mingyuan's sword.

Because he knew that Zhao Mingyuan's sword had already locked him firmly. As soon as fear arose in his heart, he turned and fled. Then one eliminates the other, and Zhao Mingyuan's momentum will inevitably skyrocket. As long as he goes down with the trend, then he has no way to escape, no way to escape, and he will only be chased and killed by victory, and there is no place to bury him.

The people watching the battle only saw Zhao Mingyuan come out with a sword, the sword intent was hidden, and the momentum was not obvious. And Bai Fenghan's sword and sword were even more imposing, as if he was going to kill Zhao Mingyuan on the spot.

Everyone couldn't help but stare intently at the fight between the two, not knowing who won and who lost, who lived and who died.

The sound of the flute heard in his ears suddenly changed, from the sword light and sword shadow just now to chivalrous and soft, as if he was pouring out his comfort, as if to say: "The world is so beautiful, why do you want to fight?" ”

What you see in your eyes and what you hear in your ears seem to be two extremes, but they are harmoniously blended together, which makes people sigh at the subtlety of Shi Qingxuan's flute skills.

And Zhao Mingyuan even understood that Shi Qingxuan was the consolation in the sound of the flute was played to him.

Although Zhao Mingyuan's murderous intent had been vented with the stabbing of this sword, the Lingtai had cleared up a lot. However, Zhao Mingyuan had no intention of retracting this sword.

"Click" "Click", the sound of the sword breaking sounded continuously, and Ba Fenghan intended to use the sword to frame Zhao Mingyuan's sword, but the sword broke and could not be stopped at all.

The great grandmaster-level cultivation is crushed, and how can it be that Bai Fenghan can reverse the situation with a casual explosion.

However, Ba Fenghan's desperate actions were not without any effect.

This sword and sword tried its best, although all of them were cut off by Zhao Mingyuan's sword, but it also blocked Zhao Mingyuan's sword momentum, making Zhao Mingyuan's sword a lot slower, and buying a little time for Ba Fenghan.

Ba Fenghan was happy in his heart, many times life and death were at this moment.

Seeing that Ba Fenghan was straining quickly, he opened his mouth and spewed out a blood sword, shooting towards Zhao Mingyuan, and then his body retreated violently, eager to dodge Zhao Mingyuan's sword.

It turned out that when the sword intersected with Zhao Mingyuan's sword, Bai Fenghan had already been shocked out of internal injuries. So he turned the blood into a blood sword and spewed out, wanting to stop Zhao Mingyuan's advance.

Now the winner is decided.

Although Ba Feng was defeated, as long as he survived, it was already victory in his heart.

Ba Fenghan knew that the people of the Central Plains had always cared about face, and he would probably not continue to recruit him to hunt him down. As long as you stay alive, you can cultivate well, and when you become stronger, you can find the field again.

In Ba Fenghan's view, the people of the Central Plains are all stupid, and there are few cases of rushing to kill them all, and most of them are point-to-point.

It was also by virtue of this that he was able to survive the challenges again and again, and he continued to grow stronger.

And this time, in full view of everyone, Zhao Mingyuan was more likely to care about demeanor and spare his life.

At this time, Ba Fenghan was already imagining in his heart, as long as he escaped with his life, he would retreat and practice martial arts, and when he became stronger, he would find the scene of torturing and killing Zhao Mingyuan on the field.

Thinking like this, Ba Fenghan suddenly felt a pain in his chest, looked down, and saw a red line in the air.

No, that's not a red line.

That's blood! It's your own blood!

One end of the blood line was connected to the tip of Zhao Mingyuan's sword, and the other end was connected to his chest.

Only then did Ba Fenghan realize that he didn't know when, he had already been hit by the sword.

Now that I think about it, it must have been the time when the swords broke together.

It's just that Zhao Mingyuan's sword is too fast and too fast, and Ba Fenghan doesn't even realize it.

It wasn't until Ba Fenghan used all his strength to retreat backwards that such a violent movement caused the wound to crack, and blood gushed out, forming a blood line in the air.

Ba Fenghan only felt that the strength of his whole body was also dragged out along with the blood line.

His people were still flying backwards in the air, but his various senses were passing away. Only the sound of the flute was heard in his ears, whimpering and complaining, like crying and complaining, as if he was seeing him off.

Through the sound of the flute, Ba Fenghan seemed to see a blurred face.

Although it was vague, he clearly knew that it was his first love, the woman with whom he loved and hated, Bardelle.

Thinking of Ba Daier, Ba Fenghan mustered up the last of his strength, as if he wanted to see her clearly.

But he heard a dull "poof", which was the sound of him falling to the ground. Then his eyes went black and he lost all consciousness.

The sound of the flute also became muffled, as if lamenting the passage of life, and as if pouring out exhortation, telling people to cherish life and stay away from strife.

(End of chapter)