The light dissipated and darkness returned.
The people around them subconsciously stopped fighting and rubbed their eyes.
He carefully stared at the empty space behind Zhu Hao, his eyes flashing with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Those people from the various sects who had caused a huge commotion a moment ago actually disappeared into the dazzling light as if they had evaporated from the world.
Not even a palm-sized piece of cloth was left behind, let alone a corpse.
It was as if he had turned into dust that was floating in the air all the time.
If it wasn't for the thick smell of blood in the air, they would have suspected that what they had just seen was an illusion.
" How could this be…" The black-robed man's eyes rolled around.
He looked like he couldn't figure it out.
His plan was so thorough that he had calculated almost every step.
They had even overestimated the strength of Zhu Hao's guards to the greatest extent and recruited the Songyang Iron Sword into their camp.
He used the Tianmo Zither as a gimmick to attract the top masters of the various sects in the martial world to take the life of the Ninth Prince of the Imperial Court.
A full dozen or so powerhouses at least at the Connate Realm could even contend with ordinary newly entered Dao Profound Realm grandmasters if they joined forces.
In his opinion, such a lineup against a young, or even immature, prince of the imperial court was simply using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken. It could not be more stable.
However…everything else was within his expectations.
He had misjudged the Ninth Prince's strength.
He clearly did not feel any killing intent from the dazzling light that burst out in that instant just now.
However, he could kill more than a dozen Inborn experts so quietly.
Such strength, even he could not do it.
His gaze landed on Zhu Hao's smiling face, and for some reason, an uncontrollable fear surged from the depths of his heart.
"Transcendent Flying Immortal!"
At this moment, Lin Yuantu's stern voice sounded.
He hurriedly came back to his senses and saw that Lin Yuantu had already leaped to a high place, and he was slashing down like a meteor with his sword.
His entire body was enveloped by a chilling sharpness.
Before it even touched him, the black-robed man felt pain on his skin, and blood was forced out of his body by this sharp aura.
The black-robed man naturally would not choose to take such a terrifying sword head-on.
He pushed his movement technique to the limit and forcefully moved three body positions in a split second.
He narrowly avoided the fatal blow.
However, the sword intent was so fierce that no matter how fast he reacted, he was still inevitably grazed by it and a large piece of flesh was cut off.
" Hmm…" He groaned in pain, his eyes bloodshot. He gritted his teeth and roared into the night sky,""Huang Xuemei, if you don't make a move, when will you?”
"Don't you want to know where your brother is?”
Clang--
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of zither music suddenly drifted from the distance.
As soon as the zither music began, everyone in the battle frowned. They mustered their true qi and forced their opponents to retreat. Then, they looked in the direction of the zither music with solemn expressions.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
All of a sudden, invisible air blades came whistling along with the zither music.
This Qi Blade was extremely sharp, leaving a mess wherever it passed.
The air blades rotated in the air, stacked, and suddenly expanded several times, turning into a dazzling invisible blade that exploded.
Rumble!
The Fu Wei Bodyguard Agency, which was already overwhelmed by the heavy bombardment, was on the verge of collapse. Large swaths of houses collapsed, tiles and bricks flew everywhere, and smoke and dust rose.
"Be careful…it's the Eight Sounds of Heavenly Dragon!" Lin Yuantu frowned and shouted at Feng Qingyang.
Feng Qingyang did not reply, but his furrowed brows showed that he was not calm in his heart.
The Heavenly Dragon's Music was the core martial art of a Jianghu sect called the Heavenly Dragon Gate fifty years ago.
This technique was extremely unique and was different from ordinary martial arts.
There was no need to rely on the sharp edge of a weapon. He only needed to use his internal strength and unique techniques to play the zither. He could transform the illusory zither music into a killing weapon that could destroy everything.
The zither music was originally incorporeal and impossible to guard against. In addition, its power far exceeded ordinary sharp weapons.
This caused the reputation of the Heavenly Dragon Gate to be greatly tarnished.
Especially after obtaining the legendary ancient divine artifact, the Heavenly Demon Zither, he was even more unparalleled.
It was rumored that when the Tianmo Zither was used to perform the Eight Tones of Heavenly Dragons, it could instantly cause the heavens to collapse and the earth to crack. Its power was endless.
The sound of the zither became more and more intense, and the terrifying sound blades swept across the two of them like air waves.
Wave after wave, layer after layer.
Kacha!
The hard bluestone slabs under his feet had long been scraped into powder layer by layer by the zither music.
At some point, a strong wind suddenly blew in all directions.
However, the wind was very sharp, and it broke the plants, trees, and stones.
Lin Yuantu and Feng Qingyang had martial grandmaster cultivation. Even though they couldn't find a way to defeat the enemy in a short period of time, they could still protect themselves.
Fortunately, the zither music did not distinguish between friend and foe. Once played, everything was enveloped within the attack range.
As a result, the black-robed man and Guo Songyang could not free themselves.
Swoosh!
A wave of robes fluttering sounded out, and on the top of the wall not far in front of Zhu Hao, a floating female figure appeared.
She was holding an ancient iron zither in her arms. Her eyes were sharp like lightning, emitting a cold light.
His slender index finger was quickly brushing against the zither, and sound blades rained down on Zhu Hao.
Zhu Hao's expression did not change. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he said," The Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon is indeed worthy of its reputation. Unfortunately…without the Tianmo Zither, you seem to be only slightly stronger than ordinary great grandmasters of the same realm…"
Huang Xuemei's delicate brows were tightly knitted together.
The speed at which she plucked the strings became faster and faster, and the sound blades became more and more dense. Logically speaking, with her targeted attacks, even a grandmaster would not be able to remain indifferent.
Not to mention Zhu Hao, who stood on the spot without blocking or dodging.
He had one hand behind his back and the other holding a wine glass.
It was as if nothing had happened.
What was even more ridiculous was that her zither music landed on Zhu Hao's body without any hindrance, yet it did not have the slightest effect.
That zither music that could easily cut through green stones and break through Dao Profound Realm powerhouses 'protective true energy could only strike out a few inconspicuous white marks on Zhu Hao's body.
"How is that possible? How could there be such a terrifying body in this world?”Huang Xuemei was shocked.
Her talent was unparalleled. In just over forty years, she had cultivated the Eight Sounds of Heavenly Dragons, a family heirloom, to perfection and broke through to the Great Grandmaster Realm.
With the power of his cultivation technique, he became a deadly demon the moment he entered the martial world.
The so-called experts of the major sects appeared extremely weak under her zither music. They would die with a single touch.
Even though the zither in her hand was not the Tianmo Zither, it was not something a young man who was not even twenty years old could withstand…
No, it didn't seem right to use defense.
To be more precise, her zither music did not cause any harm to this youth!
The next moment, Zhu Hao threw away the wine glass in his hand.
His palm swept across his waist, and the Tianmo Zither that was shining with silver light appeared in his hand.
With a smile on his face, he slowly plucked the strings!
Weng!
Earth-shattering!
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