Chapter 839: Voice of Killing

"My kung fu is also getting better and better at protecting you. Those who assassinated you can't reach you at all ... don't drive me away ... you have a life-saving grace to me, and I want to repay you ..." Xue Yilan's remarks were so low in the dust that Ning Xuemo was a little moved when he heard it.
It turned out that Xue Yilan still had such a side at that time. It turned out that he loved this princess so much ...
Xueyi Mo suddenly became irritable: "Xue Yilan, are you bothering ?! You are also the king of the Xueling clan ..."
Before she could say this, a sharp whistle sounded suddenly from the sedan chair.
Xueyi Mo's face changed, and she looked outwards. The assassination on the battlefield outside had become fierce, and the demons had faint signs of defeat.
She frowned, and that whistle was the signal that made her play Xuanbo!
She took a breath and immediately held the Xuan Boqin next to her, placed it on her lap, and stretched out to play. Xue Yilan took away her Xuanbo Qin, and put the ordinary guqin on her lap.
"I'm coming!" He said.
"No! I'll do it myself!" Xueyi Mo reached out to grab the piano back. Now that she had decided to set him free, she must be independent and fulfill her mission.
Xue Yilan simply stood up, holding Xuan Boqin to look down at her, and smiled: "Mo Mo, this may be the last time I do something for you. Even if you draw a line with me, don't be now!"
"Oh!" The sound of the piano sounded.
Countless light waves poured from his fingertips, and flew towards those who practiced immortality.
Xueyi Mo was sitting there holding the ordinary Guqin, looking at Xue Yilan, there was light in his eyes.
Xue Yilan was probably in a bad mood. The sound of the played piano sounded like a storm, pouring towards the other side ...
"Qin Mo! Qin Mo! Shoot!" Countless shouts filled the eardrums ...
However, the sound of the piano this time is not as usual. Once the sound of the piano sounds, it can kill people like cutting grass.
The people on the opposite side did not know where to get a magic weapon to resist the sound of the piano, and they held up the magic weapon to block it.
White light flickered in succession, and those magic weapons had covered their piano sounds in a pale white cover, and the blue-colored piano waves shot on those covers, making the sound of harsh metal collisions deafening.
Xue Yilan trembled with trembling fingers, but she couldn't break through those pale white covers ...
Xueyi Mo's face changed slightly, and she suddenly stood up: "I'm coming!"
He couldn't help but grabbed Xuan Boqin and stretched his fingers to play!
After all, she possesses half the skills of the demon ancestors, and the sound of killings played is several grades higher than Xue Yilan!
The sound of her piano sounded very peaceful, even with a hint of compassion, but when Qin Bo flew out, each one was the blade of death, splitting on those people's pale white protective covers, and splitting instantly. Open cracks!
Real Devil's Piano Sound!
The originally clear sky was suddenly overcast with clouds, and the thick green forests around it seemed to have encountered a severe winter overnight. The endless deciduous leaves, Xiao Xiao, the world between Xiao Xiao! As if the wind, the cloud, and the fallen leaves have become the weapon of killing, and violently attacked the Xiuxian people ...
"Devil Ancestral!"
"Long live the ancestor!"
"Long live the ancestor!"
There was cheering in the demon camp.
Xueyi Mo's eyebrows were quiet and expressionless, her fingers falling like a flower, and she quickly moved on the strings ...