Seeing this scene, everyone in Qingyan Square was stunned and couldn't open their mouths in surprise.

How is this possible?

Just the sound of a flute suppressed the Night Sword Array of Hundred Ghosts. The swordsman in green robes walking in the array caused hundreds of swordsmen in black robes to wreak havoc just by playing the jade flute in his hand.

With one against a hundred, he in turn suppressed all his opponents.

"this……"

Feng Xiaoyu, who was on the flying platform, had a look of emotion flashing in his eyes, and his face was extremely embarrassed.

The sound of the flute is faint, and the meaning of the sword is like an immortal.

Under the gaze of everyone, the artistic conception in Lin Yun's flute music changed again. He was clearly standing on the ground, but it felt as if he had flown above the clouds, overlooking the people and looking down at the world.

Where did the flowers come from, where did I come from.

The empty mountains and rivers are long, and the wind and wind are blowing in the leaves.

The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the silk rain is as thin as sorrow.

The suddenly changing sound of the flute caught everyone off guard, as if they were in a dream, and the next moment they were immediately substituted into the artistic conception of the flute sound. One moment, they were in the vast river, and the other moment they saw fallen leaves drifting in the lonely wind.

The top of the empty mountain.

How light the flowers are, like a beautiful dream. How thin the rain is, like the melancholy of autumn.

Sword light, blood mist, screams, all accompanied by the sound of flute, appeared in the Hundred Ghosts Night Sword Formation in the center of Qingyan Square.

Will you die if you don't draw your sword?

I'm a beautician!

A chill flashed through Lin Yun's heart. He blew the purple jade sacred bamboo flute, murderous intent arose in his heart, and his eyebrows were as sharp as blood.

I come from heaven!

Flowers rise from the palm of your hand!

I have nothing in this world, so I give you white horse hooves,

Phew!

In an instant, every flute sound bloomed, and a black-clothed swordsman was blown away. Blood flew everywhere, and countless black-clothed swordsmen let out shrill screams. They were injured horribly. Each of them tried hard to hold on, but they looked incomparable.

So strenuous.

"kill!"

These black-clothed swordsmen are very crazy, like dead soldiers, even though they were injured horribly.

After landing, they still rushed forward without fear of death, hoping to take advantage of the moment when Xiaoyin's artistic conception ended, swarm up and kill Lin Yun directly.

court death!

Lin Yun's eyes surged with light, endless sharpness blossomed on him, silver beams of light burst out, and his long hair spread out like a waterfall.

A single thought emanates light from the dust, illuminating thousands of mountains and rivers!

Countless ice crystal flowers glowed with silver luster, flying out from Lin Yun's body, like fairy flowers in full bloom, bursting out with unimaginable dazzling light in front of everyone.

Bang!

Hundreds of swordsmen in black were all blown away in an instant, and their clothes and masks on their heads fell apart.

Before these people could fall down, Lin Yun inserted the jade flute into his waist, stretched out his hand and said: "Burial flowers!"

Clang!

The funeral flower inserted on the ground turned into a stream of light and was held in his palm in an instant.

Now that he has broken his heart, there is no need for him to show mercy. Your kindness is just condoning the evil thoughts of those people.

The lingering sound of the flute was still lingering, Lin Yun flicked his wrist, and the long-suppressed funeral flower completely burst out.

Bang!

The devastating sword energy flew away like lightning before the hundreds of swordsmen landed, cutting through their protective essence, and many bodies burst like bubbles.

Limbs were broken, bones were torn apart, blood splattered, and all living things were wiped out.
Chapter completed!