Chapter 839 The Sound of Slaying

"My kung fu is getting better and better, and I can protect you well. Those who assassinate you will never be able to reach you... Don't drive me away... You still have the grace of saving my life, and I want to repay you..." Xue Yilan's words were so low that Ning Xuemo was a little moved.

It turned out that Xue Yilan still had such a side back then, it turned out that he liked this demon princess so much...

But Xue Yimo suddenly became irritable: "Xue Yilan, are you annoying?! You are also the king of the Xueyi clan..."

Before she finished her sentence, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the sedan chair.

Xue Yimo's complexion changed, and he looked outside, the fighting on the battlefield outside had become intense, and the demons were faintly showing signs of defeat.

She frowned, that whistle was the signal for her to play the Xuanbo Qin!

She took a breath, immediately took the Xuanbo piano next to her, put it on her lap, and stretched out her fingers to play it. But Xue Yilan snatched her Xuanbo Qin and put the ordinary Guqin on her lap.

"I'm coming!" he said.

"No need! I'll do it myself!" Xue Yimo reached out to snatch Qin back. Now that she has decided to let him go free, she must be independent and fulfill her mission.

Xue Yilan simply got up, looked down at her holding the Xuanbo Qin, and smiled: "Momo, this may be the last time I will do something for you. Even if you draw a line with me, don't do it now!"

"Zheng!" With a sound, the piano sounded.

Countless waves of light gushed out from his fingertips and flew towards those cultivating immortals on the opposite side.

Xue Yimo sat there holding an ordinary guqin, looking at Xue Yilan with a faint light in his bright eyes.

Xue Yilan was probably in a bad mood, the sound of the piano was like a storm, pouring towards the other party...

"Qin Demon! Qin Demon! Attack!" Countless shouts filled people's eardrums...

But this time, the sound of the zither was not as usual. Once the sound of the zither sounded, it could kill people like mowing grass.

The people from the Immortal Cultivation School on the opposite side got a magic weapon to block the sound of the piano from nowhere, and they all set up magic weapons to cover it.

While the white light flashed one after another, those magic weapons had already covered their piano sounds in a pale white cover, and the blue piano waves shot on those covers, making the piercing sound of metal collisions, which was deafening.

Xue Yilan's fingers flew like flying, urging the piano sound like crazy, but she still couldn't break through those pale white covers...

Xue Yimo's face changed slightly, she stood up suddenly: "I'm coming!"

He couldn't help but snatch the Xuanbo Qin, and stretched out his fingers to play it!

After all, she possessed half the skill of the Demon Ancestor, and the killing sound she played was several grades higher than Xue Yilan's!

The sound of her zither sounded very peaceful, even faintly carrying a hint of compassion, but when Qin Bo flew out, each blade was a blade of death, slashing on the pale white protective covers of those people, splitting instantly. Open a crack!

The sound of the real devil's piano!

The originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy, and the surrounding dark green forest seemed to have encountered severe winter overnight. The boundless fallen leaves rustled, and the sky and the earth were filled with death! It was as if the wind, the cloud, and the fallen leaves had all turned into murderous weapons, violently attacking the cultivators...

"Magic ancestor!"

"Long live the Demon Ancestor!"

"Long live the Demon Ancestor!"

There were cheers in the demon camp.

Xue Yimo's brows were calm, expressionless, and her ten fingers were like holding Luohua, quickly plucking on the strings...