"Young Master Li, don't come and help me!" Liu Zongmin finally couldn't keep his mind. This battle of cutting flesh with a blunt knife has become a confrontation between the body and the spirit. Whether it was the young girls' lack of physical strength that caused the sword formation to collapse, or Liu Zongmin's mental collapse, it was finally clear at this moment.

Li Yan decisively took out a flute from behind his waist, swung it gently, and approached his mouth. A cool flute sound suddenly flowed out of the flute tube, gradually rising and almost falling into the sky.

The sound of the flute fell into Qian Yiqun's ears, and he suddenly felt numb all over, and he thought to himself: This sound of the flute is definitely not something that is artistic and playful...

Sure enough, when Liu Zongmin heard the sound of the flute, he immediately shouted loudly, and the two swords in his hand became more and more fierce.

A blue energy like a phantom flew out from the blades of the two swords and shot directly at Xu Fo who was supervising the battle.

Xu Fo turned his waist and two long fans appeared in his jade hands in his long sleeves.

She spread her long fan with a "pop", revealing the fan surface of the big red silk, and putting it together one by one, covering herself up and down.

Almost at the same time, the light blue sword aura hit the fan, and with just two puffs, Xu Fo's wrist trembled lightly, and he took the long attack.

Xu Fo shook his fan and shouted loudly: "Nine-tone shocking strings!"

Two rows of singers walked out of the back hall, each row of nine people, holding gongs, drums, cymbals, pipa, zithers, erhu, flutes and flutes in their hands... and played with Xu Fo's big fan.

"The wonder of this formation lies in resonance with nine kinds of tones, using the sound of the piano to deceive the enemy, and the string energy hurts people, whether high or low, or slow or fast, making people confused. The string energy is erect and confusing the mind and hurts people invisibly. It is really a wonderful formation in the martial arts world!" Mr. Feng shook his head and stroked his beard and exclaimed.

Qian Yiqun didn't say anything, but felt that his ears were quite noisy. After a while, he clarified the nine-toned tones one by one, and finally he would not be bewitched by the piano.

"Mr. Qian, what do you think?" Mr. Feng said to himself that he was not satisfied and grabbed Qian Yiqun and asked.

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: I am not Yuan Fang... What are you doing?

Zhou Zhengqing gently pulled Qian Yiqun's sleeves: "Do you think you can win when you return home?"

"That Li Yan hasn't really taken action yet, and he probably has a helping hand." Qian Yiqun thought for a while and said to Zhou Zhengqing.

With the combat effectiveness that Liu Zongmin has shown so far, it is not enough for the two of them to go to their hometown to "rob" their kin. Li Yan is not like that arrogant idiot, and it seems that this person is Li Zicheng's second-level master, so he must have a backup plan.

The female swordsmen in the Huayue Lingfeng Formation changed the formation with the Jiuyin, and waves surged towards Liu Zongmin like a tide. Liu Zongmin's legs, which were originally nailed to the ground, couldn't help but tremble. They were beaten back a few times, and the advantage they had just established was gone.

Seeing that the battle was unfavorable, Li Yan interrupted the flute song and pulled out a sharp high notes.

The high notes are not a tune at all, they are just simple noise and pure spiritual aggregates mixed in it, which shocked several scholars with extremely low cultivation to faint.

Qian Yiqun frowned slightly, tightened his mind, and pushed the sound attack down. Looking at the old Mr. Feng beside him, he was sweating all over, almost leaning against him, Zhou Zhengqing shook and stood firm.

The difference between strength and weakness is indeed not in the appearance of age.

With Li Yan's flute sound, the outside quickly became noisy. These people had long been involved in the chores on the dock. They could only come in from the back door to get wages, but they were not qualified to stay in the yard. Because of the Yuxu Shadow Formation, they could stay in Guijiayuan openly, enjoying the hospitality of the chores in the chores, while scolding Guijiayuan for not letting them go home.

Now, these people are feeling comfortable after eating and drinking, and they take out their hidden weapons and start doing serious business.

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