Chapter 139: Solo
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Mingyue's mournful cry rippled among the mountain streams, shocking people's hearts. The eyes of the disciples of the Demon Gate were dull, barely holding the sharp weapon and shaking, the process of transformation was so fast that the disciples of the Demon Gate had not come back to their senses, at this moment, they still couldn't believe the death of the great elder of the Demon Gate, who had a very high reputation.
Nalan Danyue also looked at the old man who had been standing at the top of the Demon Gate in a daze, his starry eyes were slightly widened, and his jade hand covered his mouth, as if he couldn't believe it, and suddenly, it seemed that the things of the past few decades were vivid, and this old man took care of her like a big brother and led her forward. Although she has great ambitions and wants to control the Demon Gate, she has never been disrespectful to the old man. In an instant, his heart was full of indignation, and his face was full of fierceness, and a trace of murderous aura spread.
After a while, Nalan came back to his senses, listening to the voices of the disciples of the Demon Sect muttering to himself, he turned to the head of the show, staring at everyone, but saw that everyone had a look of despair on their faces, and the formation was already scattered, which showed that the death of the Great Elder was a blow to everyone. Seeing this, Nalan was anxious in his heart, so he immediately made a decision, his face was pale, his beautiful eyes were condensed, he took a deep breath, and shouted loudly with his internal force: "The disciples of the Demon Gate listen to the order, Elder Wenren is dead, and now it is under my full command, although Elder Wenren is dead, but the enemy has not yet died, we still need to fight, and strive to drive these people who are trying to subvert the Demon Gate out of the Demon Gate, maybe the owner of the door has suffered an accident, the murderer is this group of outsiders, let us avenge the master of the door and Elder Wenren!"
Nalan's words should be subdued and frustrated, stirring people's hearts, and deliberately pointing out Tsing Yi to encourage everyone's hatred. Sure enough, the disciples of the Demon Sect, who had originally lost their fighting spirit, after hearing such words, actually lifted their spirits again and reformed the formation, shocking Li Bo and the other three.
Seeing this, Ye Feng also bowed slightly, and expressed his admiration for Nalan's words, but it didn't mean that he had no way to deal with it, but he chuckled lightly, and in Nalan's cruel eyes, he raised his breath and shouted confidently: " Elder Wenren is the culprit of the rebellion, and Elder Nalan is an accomplice, all the chaos in the Demon Gate is caused by these two people, and has nothing to do with others, if you can stand aside and stand by, it will be a great achievement, which shows your loyalty to the Demon Gate; if you still want to resist stubbornly, then don't blame us for being ruthless, and I promise you, everything will be decided on you after the master of the door comes, so you can choose!"
As soon as Ye Feng's words fell, a few people came out of the disciples of the Demon Gate, fierce and vicious, and after a little discussion, the two of them raised their knives and attacked Ye Feng, while the other three formed a small formation and attacked Mingyue, and these five people were light and fast, and their murderous aura was awe-inspiring, which showed that they were the henchmen of the old man.
Ye Feng didn't say anything, still staring at Nalan, it seemed that the attack against him had nothing to do with him, coincidentally, Mingyue was still sitting on the snow, and he didn't seem to see the few people attacking, and he didn't say anything.
Suddenly, the sword light flashed, the figure floated, but the five people fell on their backs, each of them had a blood mark on their necks, and the blood gushed like an infusion, and the two people behind Li Bo flashed again, the two did not speak, but looked at the demon disciples in front of them coldly, stretched out the tip of their tongues and licked the blood of the sword blade, it can be seen that it is these two people, who killed five people between the lightning and flint, you must know that Lu Dao, "sword" and "flowing water" are the representatives of the Ye family's Yunshui Building, for assassination, in the world, there are only a handful of people who are more proficient than them.
This change made the disciples of the Demon Sect tremble, and after a while, several disciples of the Demon Sect took the lead in moving aside, which made the evil aura around Denalan even worse. But even so, the disciples of the Demon Sect still ran to the side one by one, and after a while, the remaining disciples of the Demon Sect were less than half a layer.
"Ye family boy, good ...... All right...... In this case, don't blame me for my hot hands!" Nalan stroked the jade flute and said in a deep voice.
Although Ye Feng was a little jealous of Nalan's Xiao Yin, he still refused to admit defeat in his mouth, and said sharply: "Waiting for you at any time!"
Nalan calmed down, put away his anger, but exuded a soft breath, put the jade flute on the side of the small mouth, pursed his lips and chuckled, his eyes flowed a thousand times, revealing infinite affection, and then, it blew out a sultry meander.
The sound of the flute flows, crisp and pleasant, echoing between the mountain streams, as if it makes people immersive, seeing the gurgling water flowing happily in the deep mountains and valleys, Ye Feng's heart is slightly cold, his eyes are solemn, he is also a person who understands music, and naturally knows its song, that is, he said in a deep voice: "It turned out to be "Bijian Flowing Spring"!"
Although this song is very wonderful, and Ye Feng is also a person who understands sound, but at this time, he has no time to appreciate it, and in the face of the continuous Xiao Yin, he can only raise his sword to raise his breath, and use internal force as a barrier to resist the sound of the music, for a while, there is a stalemate.
Mingyue came back to her senses slightly, and when she saw this situation, she just wanted to step forward to hit her, but she saw Ye Feng smiling at the corner of her mouth, tilting her head and shaking her head, to signal that Mingyue should not go, so that Mingyue stopped moving, and after a little thought, she stood in place, sacrificed her short sword, and was ready to respond at any time.
Ye Feng saw that he was in a stalemate, and he was not in a good position in the tug-of-war, so he was in his heart, and against the pressure of Xiao Yin, he raised his sword and went up, which made Denalan's face a little solemn, although he still smiled, but the smile was a little far-fetched.
When Ye Feng was about to approach, Nalan's flute sound changed, not only blindly crisp and smart, but more high-pitched, sometimes high and sometimes low, leisurely and pure, making people feel calm. In an instant, the murderous aura of several people was much less.
Ye Feng's heart froze, he hurriedly put away his sword to block it, holding his breath and concentrating, but he couldn't feel the murderous aura on his body, and his skill was also passing slowly.
Mingyue was also a little emotional, seeing that the sound of the flute was changing, which made people confused, it was a little dignified, and then she exclaimed: "The sound of the flute is ethereal, tactful and tactful, and it deserves the posture of a famous person in the world, and the women of the Demon Gate are really good at music and rhythm!"
Nalan's heart moved, the willow eyebrows frowned, and the point movement of the jade hand on the flute accelerated, and in an instant, the sound of the flute changed again, and a trace of killing qi overflowed, but it was still mixed with a trace of euphemism and sadness, the qi dispersed outside the body, and the sound moved with the qi, and the qi at this time gradually increased, and the sound was also very penetrating, so powerful, it was really amazing.
The rest of the people were attracted by Nalan, and a flute sound touched people's hearts, and the flute sound was happy, unwilling, and sorrowful...... It is precisely Nalan's mental journey, the ethereal sound of the flute drifting among the mountain streams and flowing in the hearts of everyone.
Ye Feng crossed the sword in front of him, groaning slightly, his eyes were dull, it seemed that only the woman in front of him was playing alone in this world, and at this time, the sound followed the qi, attacking Ye Feng, when Ye Feng was bound by the sound of the sound, the Yunshui sword qi in his body suddenly surged, breaking through the shackles, so that Ye Feng regained his clarity again, and silently recited in his mouth: What a song "Autumn Thoughts on the Makeup Table".
In this way, Ye Feng raised his head, sighed, and a galloping breath emerged, and he stepped forward with his sword, and said in his mouth: "The sword of the tenth layer of the Yunshui Sword Technique is like a divine heart, and the battle of this demon gate should be over!"