Yang Mu's eyes gleamed as he began to play the green zither in front of him.
A beautiful tune suddenly sounded.
The beautiful tune was pleasant to the ears, but the murderous aura it released was powerful. As the strings were plucked, dozens of murderous wind blades gathered outside and swept across the surrounding shrubs and trees, cutting them into pieces.
Liu Long was the first to bear the brunt. When he saw countless wind blades appear out of thin air in front of him, he turned pale with fright. The saber in his hand turned from attack to defense, and he danced around tightly. The gorgeous saber light enveloped him completely, and the wind blades were blocked by the saber light that was danced by the saber.
Yang Mu had already landed on the ground. His expressionless hands quickly began to play. The song he played this time was actually different from the one before.
There was no meaning to the true energy overflowing. It did not have a trace of power, as if it was no different from ordinary music.
" You actually know how to attack with sound waves!"
Liu Long said in disbelief. After blocking the surrounding wind blades one by one, he held his large sword and stared at Yang Mu. For a moment, he did not dare to make a move.
Liu Long already had the intention to retreat, but even though Yang Mu was playing the song, an invisible aura had locked onto him. Liu Long did not dare to act rashly.
Then, a few words came out of Yang Mu's mouth.
"Exquisite Thirteen Tones!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the music immediately sped up. Liu Long felt his mind jolt. Suddenly, countless assassins appeared around him. They were all Xiantian Realm experts and all of them were armed with long swords.
It seemed that they were all here to kill him.、
Very quickly, an expert had already landed on top of it, waving his sword and slashing at him. Liu Long was shocked. He swung his saber, only to see that the figure in front of him had been broken into pieces. Then, many experts around him attacked him. Liu Long hurriedly fought with the experts, and for a moment, his saber was waving like a tiger.
Yang Mu was still playing his own song.
Looking at Liu Long, who had lost himself and was waving his broadsword in the air, Yang Mu couldn't help but look at the Exquisite Thirteen Notes in a new light.
In fact, if Yang Mu had not used sound waves to attack Liu Long in the beginning, causing him to be wary of Yang Mu, and seeing how powerful Yang Mu's sound wave technique was, he had the intention to retreat. He subconsciously felt that he might not be Yang Mu's opponent, and his mind slipped. Yang Mu happened to catch him, which gave Yang Mu enough time to play the Exquisite Thirteen Notes to confuse the enemy, causing Liu Long to fall into an illusion. It must be known that although the Exquisite Thirteen Tones could confuse the opponent and make the opponent hallucinate, it required a long time to accumulate power when using it. Without this pre-awareness condition, its power could not be displayed. If Liu Long did not give Yang Mu so much time to play at the beginning, then Yang Mu would never be able to use this psychedelic sound wave technique.
Liu Long's face slowly turned red. He looked terrified as if he had encountered a powerful enemy.
From time to time, he would throw himself to the ground, as if he had been beaten by someone. Yang Mu shook his head, hesitating whether he should kill this person or not.
However, Yang Mu quickly regained his senses and made up his mind. If he had looked at it from another angle, Liu Long would definitely kill him mercilessly. If he wanted to survive in this world, he had to be ruthless. Otherwise, he would be the one to die.
Thinking of this, killing intent flashed in Yang Mu's eyes.
Without hesitation, Yang Mu picked up the green zither tree and flicked his index and pinky fingers forward. Immediately, three rays of light shot out from the zither. Liu Long, who had lost himself, could not block them.
"Piaoci!"
The sound of splitting could be heard. Liu Long had already been split into three halves. He couldn't be any more dead.
Yang Mu looked at the corpse and sighed.
This was the first Xiantian expert he had killed.
Yang Mu panted heavily. It was obvious that the battle just now was not easy. Although he had used the Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon and the Exquisite Thirteen Sounds to kill Liu Long, the True Qi he had consumed was not to be underestimated.
The only thing that was certain about this sound wave attack was that it consumed true qi too quickly. He had to use it with caution in the future. It was not as good as Taiji.
All of a sudden, Yang Mu felt a surge of genuine Qi surging into his body. This genuine Qi was extremely pure, so pure that there was not a single impurity in it.
Yang Mu was overjoyed. After this true qi entered his body, it circled around his conception and governor meridians and immediately turned into his own true qi, returning to his dantian.
The true energy that Yang Mu had lost in the battle quickly recovered to its peak level. Yang Mu took out the bead on his neck. At this time, the bead was white and emitted a faint light around it.
Yang Mu was overjoyed. It turned out that this unknown bead was causing trouble. It seemed that this bead was really a treasure. It could actually recover the cultivation of a Xiantian expert within a period of time. It was really unbelievable.
Yang Mu gave the bead a name, Baozhu.
He took another look at Liu Long's corpse and sighed. He walked to the multicolored tiger and cracked open its head, taking out a red inner core.
Any spirit beast of the sixth rank and above would produce an inner core in their vision sea. This inner core would grow stronger as the spirit beast grew stronger. A low-grade inner core could be embedded on some spirit weapons to increase the attack power of the spirit weapon. High-level ones could even refine some medicinal pills to consume to increase their cultivation.
After taking out the inner core, Yang Mu put it in his pocket and sped off in a certain direction.
Looking at the direction, it was the direction where Yan Jiaoyang had escaped.
On Qingshui Lake, the eight Innate Masters were all dead.
A small boat was rapidly heading towards Qingshui Island. There were three people standing on it, and one of them was the Guo Family's Patriarch, Guo Tian. A middle-aged man behind Guo Tian let out a long whistle that quickly traveled into the quiet Qingshui Lake.
Not long after, a man in black suddenly jumped out of the water and stood steadily on the boat.
"Patriarch, what orders do you have? Eh, the Left and Right Guardians are here too?”When the black-clothed man saw the three of them, he was clearly stunned.
"En, this time, kill everyone on the island. Remember, there's a person surnamed Liu who let him live. Just knock him out." Guo Tian said indifferently.
"Yes, the eight Xiantian experts of Dayu Martial School have all been killed. Our people have already infiltrated the island! I'll inform the others immediately and ask them to spare that Liu fellow's life!”
Although the man in black was puzzled, he still nodded. Then, he turned around and jumped into the water, disappearing in an instant.
It was unknown how this person had informed the others not to kill the person surnamed Liu.
Yang Mu and Liu Feixu had a special mark. Yang Mu had invented it himself. It was a triangle. When there was a turn or a long distance, he would draw the triangle. The joint of the two longest sides was the direction.
This was something that was easy to distinguish.
With Yang Mu's Xiantian realm, it was not difficult to find the mark left behind.
Soon, Yang Mu had chased them for five to six miles. If they continued forward, they would reach the shore. Yang Mu's ears twitched, and he had already discovered the footsteps of two people on the beach.
Yan Jiaoyang ran too fast. She had reached here so quickly. The other person must be Liu Feixu. However, Yang Mu was a little puzzled. Why was Yan Jiaoyang with Liu Feixu and why did they not fight?
Yang Mu was still very assured about Liu Feixu's safety. After all, Yan Jiaoyang had already suffered serious injuries. She could not fight anyone now. Even if it was a Postliminary Realm expert, she could not do anything to him. Of course, a Postliminary Realm expert could not do anything to her.
Yang Mu's eyebrows widened. He no longer concealed himself and strode out.
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