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Chapter 896: Huang Quan Bi Luo Xiao

Ye Xiaochuan was in the mood to make a bet with Wan Yan without tears, and was thinking about how to rescue these people from the Ethereal Pavilion. It really can't be done, he can only rush forward, as long as he entangles Qing Yan and no one controls these poisonous bees, the disciples of the Ethereal Pavilion will naturally be saved.

Suddenly, he slapped his head and scolded himself for being really stupid. I have so many treasures on my body that I have forgotten them.

Since the last time he was afraid that the Demon Sect Elder would find out that Huangquan Biluo Xiao was on his body at the Xuanhuo Altar, this jade flute has been stored by him in the Qiankun bag, and only occasionally he took it out to play a few songs to help him have fun when he had a bonfire party with everyone.

He understands the way of music and rhythm, and he knows more or less about demon magic, although he does not have such a clever demon art as Qing Yan, but through the Huangquan Biluo flute to disrupt Qing Yan's flute, this should still be possible.

He was about to take out the Huangquan Biluo flute, when he suddenly remembered that there was also a master of the Demon Sect beside him, Wan Yan Wuxi, if Wan Yan Wuxian recognized one of the three holy weapons of their Holy Sect on his body, he would definitely be in trouble.

When I think about it, I feel like I'm thinking too much.

I don't know how many jade flutes there are in the world, some handsome sons in the cultivation world point to the jade flute to pick up the girl, and Huangquan Biluo Xiao has been lost in the Demon Sect for 800 years, even if Yan Wuxian knows about this flute, he has never seen it, and he is worried about a fart.

Saving people is like fighting fire, thinking of this, Ye Xiaochuan did not hesitate, took out the Huangquan Biluo flute from the Qiankun bag, put it to his lips and blew it.

The sudden sound of the flute made Wan Yan Wuxian beside him seem to be taken aback, turned his head to look at Ye Xiaochuan, and said in surprise: "You can even blow the flute? I didn't see that you are still a vassal and elegant person." ”

Ye Xiaochuan lazily paid attention to him, with the way of music and rhythm and demon control techniques, the sound of the flute was short and short, not as moving as the flute played by Qing Yan, and the sound of the flute seemed to have no tune at all.

However, when the sound of the flute was together, the countless poisonous bees that had originally worked together to attack the disciples of the Ethereal Pavilion suddenly seemed to be a little messy.

Everyone felt the subtle change in the atmosphere of the scene.

The most surprising thing was Qing Yan, seeing that he was about to kill these dozen elite disciples of the Ethereal Pavilion, he didn't expect the sound of a broken gong to come from the dark jungle.

Rough people who don't understand the rhythm of music generally can't distinguish between the sound of the flute and the sound of the flute, and even they can't even distinguish between the flute and the flute, and they feel the same.

In fact, the sound of the flute is very different from the sound of the flute.

For example, the sound of the flute is crisp, loud, and high. The sound of the flute is deeper, more solemn and gentle.

The sound of the flute is more suitable for expressing active, upbeat tunes. Xiao's voice is suitable for expressing elegant and complaining emotions. Both sounds are nice.

When you are happy, listen to a cheerful "flute solo", which can make people's hearts flutter and be energetic.

In the dead of night, I suddenly heard Xiao's voice in the distance, with grievances and sorrows, such as crying and complaining, which inevitably made people feel a little nameless sadness.

Qing Yan immediately heard that the sound coming from the darkness was the sound of a flute.

The sound of the flute also seemed to want to control the thousands of poisonous bees, but after a while, the person who played the flute found that he could not control the poisonous bees at all, so the sound of the flute immediately became very sharp and began to disrupt the rhythm of the flute.

In just a moment, Qing Yan's flute was brought into the gutter by the sharp flute sound played by Ye Xiaochuan, and the poisonous bees all over the sky seemed to have lost their target of attack, swirling in the air, like ants on a hot pot.

At this time, Yang Linger and others also felt it.

The first thing Yang Ling'er felt was that the originally strict bee colony suddenly lost control and became chaotic, and the pressure on herself and others dropped sharply.

Immediately after, she heard the familiar sound of the flute.

Among the people she knew, only Ye Xiaochuan had a jade flute on his body, and when he lived in seclusion in Phoenix Mountain before, Ye Xiaochuan played the jade flute at night, so Yang Ling'er was very familiar with the sound of Huangquan Biluoxiao.

After only listening for a moment, a look of joy crossed her eyes, and she murmured, "It's him!"

The next moment, she said loudly: "Senior sisters, the Daoist friends of Cangyun Gate are here, everyone kill them!"

Although Qing Yan was still trying his best to play the flute and try to control these poisonous bees, it was a pity that the sound of the flute floating in the dark was making trouble on the side, causing the poisonous bees to attack sometimes and sometimes scatter, and they could no longer maintain an airtight formation.

This loose formation could no longer stop this group of elite disciples in the Ethereal Pavilion, Yang Ling'er and Yang Yishuang rose from the ground at the same time, and the swarm defense, which had been unbreakable for more than a dozen times, was quickly penetrated by the light of the two at this moment, and the other female disciples behind him followed.

Qing Yan is an extremely cautious and cautious person, otherwise he would not have been an undercover agent in the Ghost Xuanzong for many years without being noticed by Ye Tianxing.

He is self-aware, and he can only deal with Yang Yishuang at most when he fights alone, and he can't stop Yang Ling'er's first attack at all.

Seeing Yang Ling'er and others rushing into the bee colony, he immediately knew that the situation was not good, immediately put away the bamboo flute, and laughed: "There are masters here tonight, Qing Mou will say goodbye, the mountains will not turn around, Yufu Fairy, we will meet again!"

After speaking, his body flashed and flew in the northwest direction, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

But at this moment, a loud noise came from the northwest direction, followed by two strange lights flashing.

In the darkness, Qing Yan's deep voice came: "Fairy in Neon Clothes, good, good, good...... This whip, I Qingyan wrote it down!"

After speaking, a black light rose into the sky, turning into a meteor and disappearing into the night sky.

Ye Xiaochuan saw Qing Yan fleeing, so he put away the Huangquan Biluo flute, but unexpectedly, Qing Yan, who escaped, seemed to be secretly attacked by Liu Huasheng and ate Liu Huasheng's whip.

He was secretly surprised, he didn't expect that the demons in this place were dancing wildly, and even the people and horses of the Ghost Sect Blood Soul Sect were nearby.

When Qing Yan left, seven or eight rays of Xuan Light burst out from the place where Qing Yan was attacked just now, these disciples of the Blood Soul Sect didn't seem to have any intention of fighting with the disciples of the Ethereal Pavilion, and the seven or eight people roared a few times, then turned around and flew away.

Losing Qing Yan's control, the countless poisonous bees were in chaos at first, and then, these poisonous bees seemed to feel the aura of danger, and immediately flew towards Yang Ling'er and the others who were rushing to kill.

Yang Ling'er and the others were taken aback, and immediately fell into a dangerous situation again.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaochuan said to Wan Yan without tears: "You go by yourself, you and I are different after all, the Black Forest is very dangerous now, you better leave as soon as possible!"

After speaking, Ye Xiaochuan jumped down from the treetops, the blue light of the bladeless sword shone, and shouted: "The wind rises!"

Suddenly, the wind rose, and the wind and clouds changed.

With the flickering of the cyan sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand, a violent wind suddenly blew around, Ye Xiaochuan opened his arms in the wind, rotated quickly, and a tornado pillar slowly formed, wrapped in unparalleled wind power, and rushed towards the dense swarm of bees.