"To kill people with music, to save people with music, to control thousands of troops and horses with music, the ghost bells, and the divine musicians return. In this world, the only one who can play such a musical instrument is... The divine musician. "“ Luo Yunxiao is protecting the musician in the shield With the description of kindness, the light in the eyes of goodness and wisdom is more and more bright. He suddenly waved out his Zen stick in his hand. Taking advantage of kindness and Jingyuan to drag Luo Yunxiao, he rushed to the protective cover. The staff smashed at the shield. However, the Zen stick has not been smashed, and a figure has appeared in front of him like lightning. The long black hair was dyed dazzling silver in an instant. The long and thick eyelashes hang down and slowly lift up, revealing the blood colored eyes. Twelve long swords flying in the air give out sharp whistling and buzzing. In an instant, they gather behind Shanhui. A sword through the heart! The black flame danced on the tip of the sword. Shanhui let out a shrill scream, and his mouth was full of blood. He could feel that his internal organs, his accomplishments, and his vitality were all being burned by the holy Yan. Luo Yunxiao raised his long, pale hand and waved without expression. The sword inserted in Shanhui's chest flew out and appeared in his palm. Shanhui looks at the sword stabbed at him again, and his eyes show extreme fear“ Elder martial brother Jingyuan gave a low cry, and her eyes turned red. The trace of blood moon in the forehead is indistinct. The next moment, his figure has disappeared in place. A red machete appeared in his palm. Bang! The long sword and the machete hit each other, sparks splashed. Jingyuan's mouth overflows with blood, but he never steps back. Luo Yunxiao raised his eyes and looked at him coldly without any emotion in his eyes. However, just a moment later, Luo Yunxiao's pupil suddenly shrank. He could no longer look at Jingyuan and Shanhui in front of him and turned quickly. But it's still a little late. There was a loud bang. The shield is broken. In the silent hall, there was a kind and gentle voice with a smile: "Lord loshi, if you don't want to be the descendant of this... Divine musician... Princess of the demon family, if you are so dead, please put down your sword!" The Zen stick in Ci'en's hand lights Mu Yan in front of the demon Qin. The Zen stick is round and gentle, and the light from the top seems to represent the compassion of Buddha. But Luo Yunxiao knows very well that he doesn't need any action at all, just an idea can kill him. The old monk is very strong. Even stronger than Bodhidharma. The sound of the piano is still ringing in the hall. The Buddhist lotus in the package of Mingyin Shengyan is getting weaker and weaker. Muyan knows that someone is threatening the little martial uncle with his own life. But she couldn't stop. Just a little bit, just a little bit, can completely decline. Ci en's eyes follow the direction of Qin Yin. When he saw the "Buddha's Golden Lotus" on the bed and between his eyebrows, his pupils suddenly shrank. Originally, the idea of threatening Luo Yunxiao with the remaining evils of the divine musician was abandoned in this moment. The faint silver light on the Zen stick in CI en's hand suddenly became dazzling. Towards Mu Yan's temple. Bang!! There was a loud crash. Moyan flies out with the demon Qin in his arms. Almost at the same time, the Buddha Golden Lotus wrapped by Mingyin Shengyan withered completely and slowly dissipated on the center of the eyebrow. succeed! She finally solved the blood Yang Buddhist Sutra on Li Weiran.