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"Buzz!"

"Boom!"

Invisible sound waves spread from the ground, and the originally calm earth began to shake inexplicably. The sounds of iron hooves and fighting were intertwined, as if thousands of troops were charging in the fog.

"Xu Xu!"

A loud neighing of a war horse exploded in Leng Hou's ears.

In the mist, an armored warhorse as black as ink rushed forward carrying a black-armored soldier.

"boom!"

The war horses broke through the ground and leaped into the air. The heavy spears in the hands of the black-armored soldiers emitted a scarlet cold light.

The man and the horse were like the god of death descending to the earth. The murderous intent they exuded condensed into substance and turned into blood flames that swirled around them.

The sword cuts through the clouds and tangled threads!

Leng Hou's cold eyes flashed, and he spread out his five fingers. Ten threads of true energy moved at the same time, crossing to form a knife net that could cut through everything and rolled towards the black-armored cavalry.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The sword net pierced through the black cavalry's remaining power and cut through the earth, leaving behind hideous gullies.

The black cavalry penetrated Leng Hou's body and went straight into the ground as if they had never appeared.

Hallucination?!

What a real illusion!

Especially the overwhelming murderous intent. If he hadn't known that the other party was transformed by the sound of the piano, he would have thought he was on a battlefield somewhere.

The other party's attainments in music are already extraordinary. How could there be such a musician in the Wuwei Division?

Compared to the realm of those who practice magic, the artistic conception of martial artists and sword practitioners, once the sound of the zither player's piano is heard, it means that one has entered the formation. The sound of the piano is unpredictable, and perhaps a change in tone will bring out endless murderous intent.

Leng Hou's already tightly furrowed brows were furrowed into a straight line.

If that strange little beast and a musician with extraordinary powers could not escape in time, they might really be left behind.

In addition to the man and the beast, there may be other masters hiding in the fog.

"Boom!!!"

While Leng Hou was thinking, the shaking of the ground around him suddenly intensified. In an instant, one black-armored cavalryman after another broke through the mist and surrounded and killed him from all directions.

The sword cuts through the clouds and thunders!

"Qiang!"

Leng Hou pulled out a folded long knife from his coat.

As the long sword was unfolded, under the infusion of true energy, dazzling lightning flashed on the surface of the blade.

This sword is made of thunder stone, which can make the sword energy contain the power of thunder when it is swung.

He twisted his waist and back and slashed out with a knife. The sound of raging thunder was deafening, and the knife energy was circular with electric arcs, sweeping around with Leng Hou as the center.

Although the black-armored cavalryman just now was fake, he didn't dare to bet that all these cavalrymen were fake.

As the sword energy slashed through, the black-armored cavalrymen who were charging disappeared one after another.

Silently, a faint red afterimage suddenly appeared above Leng Hou's head, hanging upside down.

The long sword was so cold that it pierced into the bone, and it went straight for Leng Hou’s head.

At the critical moment, Leng Hou's free left hand pulled the thread of true energy into a strand, which turned into a wheat spike and collided violently with the peerless sword.

"when!"

Leng Hou seized the opportunity and swung his sword with all his strength to cut at the red afterimage.

Just like the black cavalry just now, as soon as the long sword made contact, the opponent's body quickly became dim and then completely disappeared from sight.

He was certain that if he had not reacted to the attack just now, he would have died!

Leng Hou raised his hand to catch a strand of falling hair, then turned around abruptly and chopped it with his knife.

"when!"

Sparks flew out of nowhere.

He couldn't see anything, but the feedback from the blade and the sparks told him that he was alive again.

Although I can't see the person who attacked, I can predict the other person's next move through intuition.

His consciousness was affected by the mist, but his intuition was always accurate.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Leng Hou wielded the long sword in his hand with one hand and fought quickly with an invisible enemy in the mist. Amidst the flashes of swords and sabers, the fight between the two became more and more intense.

The opponent's strength is not weak, but from the way she attacks, it seems that she is a woman, and the weapon she uses is a sword.

Is he the owner of that red afterimage? !

The White Tiger, one of the four symbols, uses the spear, which is the king of all weapons, flexible, swift, fierce and powerful.

If the one fighting against me is not the White Tiger, one of the Four Symbols, then who is it? !

He just realized that simply blocking his hearing would not mitigate the impact of the piano sound, so he released his hearing and used his true energy to mainly protect his heart and soul.

The piano music was still there, but the tune had changed.

It changed from a majestic war song that seemed to be able to collapse the mountains, to a sword dance music with a very fast melody and full of murderous aura.

This song seemed to be specially prepared for the two people in battle.

So fast!

Leng Hou was not paying attention and the aftermath of the sword energy swept across his face, leaving a bloody mark on his cheek.

The tearing pain suddenly made Leng Hou's consciousness clearer.

Suddenly, he saw the "person" who was fighting with him.

To be precise, there was only one sword, but no one was seen holding it.

sword? !

Then the sword danced in the air by itself as if someone was holding it.

In the blink of an eye, the red afterimage appeared in front of him at some point.

And the sword came into the other party's hands.

"Your Excellency, it's a good idea."

Leng Hou couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Shh!"

The red afterimage remained silent, a sword flew over, and the sword light of swallowing the world poured out.

Leng Hou used all his strength to move to the side.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the ground where he had just stood was torn apart by the sword light.

Leng Hou's eyes were solemn. If his body hadn't reacted quickly enough, half of his body might have been destroyed by this sword.

"Your Excellency has been playing tricks like this, it's really ridiculous. Why don't you dare to fight me head-on? You Qian people are really cowardly!"

Leng Hou stood up straight, staring at the red afterimage, and shouted deliberately with mocking words.

The red afterimage was not affected at all, it just kept charging forward with the sword in hand.

Sword cuts through the clouds and buries the dead!

Leng Hou forced back the red afterimage with one sword, and changed his steps, moving left and right to create several clones.

All clones followed the main body and attacked from all directions.

The red afterimage standing in the same place suddenly moved left and right a few times.

As the murderous intent appeared, Leng Hou's pupils shrank and he instinctively glanced back.

A red afterimage appeared behind each of them.

This swinging and slashing posture is exactly his own sword technique "Sword Cutting Clouds"!

How could the other party? !

Illusion?

Leng Hou didn't have time to think, as his clones were chopped into pieces one after another by the red afterimage, and in the end only he was left.

"when!"

The swords clashed, and this sword was particularly heavy, causing Leng Hou's palm to hurt.

At this moment, the large cloud of fog in front suddenly dissipated.

Ye Liyan slowly appeared in front of Leng Hou.

Leng Hou subconsciously looked at Ye Liyan's scarlet eyes.

Could this pair of eyes be the divine pupil? !

Is she the Princess of Chu?

I didn't expect that she actually had such strength!

Just as Leng Hou was wondering, another Ye Liyan walked out of the fog. One after another, more and more Ye Liyan appeared.

Leng Hou's figure was reflected in those pairs of scarlet eyes.

what happened…

Why…

Leng Hou's eyes widened.

"Pfft!!!"

A red afterimage appeared behind him without warning, and a sword pierced his chest.

"Om..."

The sound of the piano stopped, and the sound spread far away. Leng Hou's eyes were bloodshot. As his consciousness was about to end, everything in front of him began to shatter without warning.

“Crack!!!”