Chapter 391: The magical sound is powerful (Part 2)

Among this "blood tribe" army, most of the nearly 13,000 "vampires" are counts and viscounts' "vampires".

This kind of "vampire" whose strength is quite different from that of "spiritual beasts", cannot remain calm in my "single" at all. Using "empty" to create their own killing is the best way. And time does not allow me to hesitate anymore, because the "Iron Blood Fort" has sent about 5,000 air troops.

Because most of the elite "air combat troops" have been transferred to the "Huaxia Alliance", the strength of this air force is not particularly outstanding, and there is no need to get much advantage in the face of these "vampires".

Of course, I would not let my subordinates lose in vain, so after I joined my angry "Zhenyin" and played it out, the entire army of "blood tribes" immediately began to harass. These "vampires" immediately changed from noble gentlemen to rough hooligans, their eyes flushed, and their originally normalized hands instantly turned into sharp claws, and they waved towards their companions around them without hesitation.

There were no screams, only the low roars made by the "vampire" attacks and injuries and the heavy gasps. Now their minds were full of killing and they had no idea what the pain was.

Those viscounts and earls are like this, even the "vampires" with strength at the marquis level. Among the entire "blood tribe" army, the only one who can remain sober, or relatively sober is the "blood tribe" leader with strength close to the duke level.

Although his eyes were also red and his emotions were very unstable, he swept away the "vampires" who besieged him, and every "vampire" who was attacked by him had no chance of survival, he spoke a series of "blood clan" language, as if trying to awaken his tribe members.

After more than a minute, after proving that his behavior had no result, he let out a shocking roar, and then a powerful blood-red energy exploded from his body, and then turned into a blood-red round cover to cover all the "vampires" in it.

In this blood-red round cover, all the "vampires" were entangled by blood-red energy ropes that spread. For some reason, once they were entangled by this energy rope, all the "vampires" stopped moving, and the original crazy expression on their faces gradually turned into calm. I had to admire that the "blood clan" still has some wonderful skills.

Seeing the only remaining "blood tribe" who was about six thousand and most injured and the marquis leader who was breathing heavily because he consumed too much energy, a sneer appeared on the corner of my mouth. Humph, do you think you can save your subordinates in this way?

I stopped playing "Zhenyin" and did not use "High Mountains and Flowing Water" to take out the "Holy Moon Knife" from the "Cantonese Ring". I drove the "Holy Moon Knife" through the "Summer Realm" to the leader of the "Blood Clan", and easily broke the energy shield that was no longer powerful on his body. The "Summer Knife" ruthlessly turned around in his body, leaving a "Summer coordinate" in it.

Like the last duchess, the marquis leader embarked on the way to death without any accident. The blood-red round cover that the marquis leader controlled was still forced to sleep according to the orders of his master. So when the air combat unit that set out from the "Iron Blood Fort" arrived at the beach, what he saw was a strange scene. If I hadn't told them the general situation of the matter, I think they might not have known what to do!

The final result is that those "vampires" who were forcibly pushed into the unique "sleeping" of the vampire, were killed by the players of the "Iron Blood Sect" without any feeling. If it weren't for the "Iron Blood Castle" sending enough people this time, each player would only need to kill two "vampires", and they would probably be lenient in killing the "vampires".

The conspiracy of the "Blood Clan" was once again destroyed by me. Not only that, I also obtained ten warships. Each of these warships with artillery was a huge fortress, and their "Iron Blood Gate" naval strength was greatly improved. This situation made the "Blood Clan" extremely angry. The "Harimaso" even openly claimed that it would give me a good look, making players despise him even more.

However, most people are just talking to each other. I think so. This is like a competition between two people in ancient China. In most cases, those who lose will make some harsh words. After all, the issue of face is very important. But no one expected that "Harrimaso" would do what he said.

Just as I solved the problem of that "blood clan" army alone, brought back the ten rare giant warships in the game, which pushed my reputation to an extremely high next day, retaliatory actions from "blood clan" came.

At that time, I asked "Mr. Bai" for piano skills at "Taoran Private School". Of course, I didn't use my "ink" identity. Just when we were in a state of great interest in teaching and learning, a murderous aura appeared in my "spiritual power" perception range, and I discovered something wrong with an oriental player who had just entered the backyard.

Although this player looks like an oriental yellow man, I always feel something wrong on his face; and the vague murderous aura on his body makes me believe in my own thoughts. The route and direction he walked told me that his target should be me. However, with the opponent's strength, it is extremely difficult to kill me unless the opponent has special equipment.

Of course, he was not the place that attracted all my attention. What I was more interested in was the "Mr. Bai" beside me. The moment I felt the murderous aura, the "Mr. Bai" also frowned, and glanced at the guy from the corner of his eyes, and then a look of confusion appeared on his face.

After a while, when the player was only a dozen steps away from us, "Mr. Bai" seemed to remember something, and suddenly his face became ugly, and he said two words coldly: "White! Pirate!"

When I heard these two words, I was slightly stunned and immediately understood the meaning of "Mr. Bai", and even more so the source of the inappropriate ones. No wonder this guy felt very uncomfortable, he was actually a little Japanese. Now I know what that inappropriate one is - slutty. Yes, it's just slutty.

Looking at the little Japanese in front of him who heard "Mr. Bai" calling him to destroy his identity, he looked frightened and continued to have a ferocious face. The word "despicable" was very appropriate to him.

He had been exposed and no longer hid. A samurai sword that had been unsheathed appeared in his hands, then shouted loudly and rushed towards us.

I was about to make some moves, but the "Mr. Bai" beside me was one step faster than me. I saw him gently tweak the guqin on the stone table with an extremely elegant expression. The clear and moist "feather sound" spread out, and there was an indescribable freedom in my ears. However, for the little Japanese, who is only three steps away from us and the samurai sword is only half a meter away from me, it is like a flood.

I saw him suddenly as if he had seen something extremely terrible, and then his whole body was unnaturally thrown upwards as if he had suffered a real flood, then landed heavily on the ground, and rolled on the ground several times in succession until the steps there blocked it.

At this time, he had already vented more and inhaled less. Through the observation of "spiritual power", I knew that all the bones on his body had been shattered in the previous moment, and the strange energy in the original dantian was also shattered. No, it should be said that the dantian and the meridians in the whole body were all destroyed. Even if he could survive, he would become a useless person.

"Let's continue." "Mr. Bai" seemed to have nothing happened and continued to explain the wonderful uses of fingering to me. While listening carefully, I found that the old man who was usually sweeping the floor in the backyard used his right hand that was so thin that he was no different from a skeleton, and then threw it into the basket of garbage like dead leaves and other garbage.

This throw directly made the little Japanese who had only breathed a sigh of relief to meet their bullshit Amaterasu. Seeing the little Japanese's cowardly death, I felt relieved; at the same time, I thought that although I hated little Japanese before, I had never targeted these guys in particular.

And this time, these guys actually bullied themselves, so don’t blame me for being ruthless, although I already understand that this assassination operation confirmed the clamor of "Harrimaso" yesterday.

Thinking back to the "Xiongba City" and "Pickup City" that have the most powerful Japanese gangs, as well as several Japanese gangs with relatively powerful forces, I smiled on my face. History is so similar, it seems that these vulgar guys always come to provoke us Chinese, and it is time to teach them some lessons.

In reality, China is not comparable to Japan's small small land; in the same way, I, "Kongkonger" and "Iron Blood Sect" will not give them good fruits. I, who made up my mind, listened carefully to "Mr. Bai"'s explanation.

I really can't tell that this seemingly weak "Mr. Bai" actually has such an excellent sound killing skill. If this matter is spread, those who come to learn the piano can probably circle the "Iron Blood City". From "Mr. Bai", do the other "Mr." also have strong strength? Perhaps, it is necessary to let "Kongkonger" arrange some people to enter "private schools" and "academics" in various places to study.

More than an hour later, I finished listening to the "Mr. Bai" course and said respectfully to him. Only then did I remember my current image, which is an unknown little person in the game. Since the other party has come to me, then the other party can see through his "seventy-two changes". In this way, my modification seems unnecessary.

When I walked out of the "Taoran Private School", I regained my identity as "ink". At the same time, I found that the street was full of murderous aura. I randomly observed it with "spiritual power" and found that most players were actually in a state of fighting at any time.

Moreover, most of them are little Japanese. Not to mention their image, the weird energy that is the same as the previous little Japanese has fully demonstrated this point.

As for the few remaining Western players, they all have a faint smell of blood, which makes me know their "vampire" identity. As for those players who seem to be without any hostility, I dare not take it lightly, because their strength has reached the "unfathomable" level.

When I discovered this, I frowned deeply. It was not because of their strength, but because their identity brought me great shock. The pure Chinese true energy they possessed made me know that they were definitely not Western mainland players with superb Chinese martial arts skills that emerged after the two continents began to communicate.

They are real Chinese players. I don’t know why these guys stay with the little Japanese and the "vampire". What I know is that no matter what the reason is, they can be named ", even if they may have a deep hatred with me.

The streets are obviously not a good place to fight, which makes me unable to fight without scruples. What's more, those players are not masters who have reached the "unfathomable" level? The five "vampires" are each of them are high-level "blood tribes" with duke level. Even if they fight head-on, I may not be able to defeat the other party, so what I need to consider is to escape.

In one second, I, who knew everything, suddenly patted my head, and seemed to remember something suddenly, and said, "Oh, I forgot to ask Mr. Bai for the piano score." As he said that, he turned around and entered the "Taoran Private School".

My actions made everyone stunned, but the next moment they immediately reacted and rushed towards me in the clamor of a little Japanese bird. Unfortunately, taking advantage of the opportunity just now, I had already returned to the appearance of "Xiaoyao Scholar" again and came to "Mr. Bai" through the "Summer Realm".

Looking at the surprised look of "Mr. Bai", I didn't say much, but said four words tightly: "Japanese pirates! Barbarians!"

"Mr. Bai" immediately looked stern, sat down leisurely, and put his fingers on the strings. At that time, the five "blood tribes" arrived first, surrounded me and "Mr. Bai", but did not attack immediately as I thought, which made me feel slightly happy.

I also sat down like "Mr. Bai", and took out the "empty" from the "Qiankun Ring" as if it were. In the crazy eyes of "Mr. Bai", I said, "Sir, it has been almost a month since students learned the piano, but I don't know what my piano skills are. So, I want to ask Mr. to give me some comments."

While I was talking, all the enemies on the street entered the backyard of the private school, and the speed was absolutely beyond my imagination. It seems that this time, "Harry Maso" and the others have invested a lot of money.

They also did not attack immediately like a few "vampires", but surrounded me layer by layer and made some arrangements in secret. They completely isolated the backyard from the outside world, probably because they did not want others to know what happened here, and this is exactly what I thought.

"That's great!" "Mr. Bai" still held the strings with one hand, and stroked his long beard with satisfaction with the other hand, not caring the masters around him at all.

"Then listen carefully." Although I have been learning piano skills with "Mr. Bai" for so long, I still have the entry-level ones, but I still master some basic things, such as basically being able to control the strength and weakness of the piano sound, and barely being able to achieve the effect of "Mr. Bai" in the past that produced different piano sounds on things in different directions, and would not hurt myself.

What's more, even if I can't control myself, I can completely resolve the ability of "Mr. Bai" with the sound of the piano. This should be completely possible from the ability he showed just now.

Under the evil spirits, I talked about "High Mountains and Flowing Water". Of course, "Huang" would not make a sound, but "Mr. Bai" beside me was very interesting. Not only did the free right hand beat the stone table, but he even said a few words "good" in his mouth. But I knew that it was definitely not for my piano skills, but the biggest possibility was to praise the "Huang" in my hands.

As for those enemies who were originally preparing to attack, they were a little dazed when they saw this strange scene. There was no sound, why did the old guy say "Okay"? And why did there be no sound? Is it a weird piano or a weird person?

As the leader of this operation, Yamamoto Ikuo's heart was filled with strange feelings. But soon he threw this weird feeling behind his head and was ready to issue orders to allow his samurai and those who were hiding in the dark and integrated into the environment to launch an attack. In terms of intelligence, this "ink" is absolutely amazing, and he is a terrifying figure who can challenge a legion with one person.

If the other party hadn't paid a commission this time was really tempting and had a total of 500 million gold coins, I would never have agreed to this plan. The only dissatisfaction was that the other party actually asked for payment after the task was successful, which made me angry for a long time.

What does this mean? Do you think that we, "Yin Heliu", cannot complete the task? Who doesn't know that the art of the Great Japanese Empire is absolutely invincible. No matter how strong the other party is, it cannot hurt ours. What else is there to be scary when it cannot hurt our enemies?

What's more, this operation not only mobilized the most powerful guard warrior of "Yin Heliu", but also mobilized all three "up" people, plus the five "vampire" dukes and some stupid ZN warriors who only know that their strength in the nest is pretty good. How could they not succeed?

Well, now everyone is in place, and the damn "vampires" have already set up the so-called "blood demon formation". It's time to launch an attack. Alas, I really don't know what that "Moshui" is doing. Are they performing pantomimes? But I have never heard of the saying "Dumiqin".

Yamamoto Izuku issued a secret code, but no one moved. Yamamoto Izuku was a little strange. As his eyes turned, his subordinates around him were all inexplicable expressions. It seemed that the behavior of this "ink" was not just strange! But this cannot be a reason for them not to take action!

Yamamoto Izuku waved his hand again, but the people around him still did not move, and even his expression did not change at all. The situation was a little strange! The long-term exercise made Yamamoto Izuku feel slightly trembling and his spirits were concentrated like never before.

After waving it, I still didn't respond. No, it seemed that the problem occurred to me. The wave of my hand just now seemed to have not moved. What's going on? I did not wave my arm, but why did I seem to have made a move just now? Why did this happen?

Yamamoto Izuku wanted to scream loudly, but his mouth was not reacting at all in his own feelings. This time, Yamamoto Izuku was completely panicked. What was going on?

When Yamamoto Ikuo was shocked, most other Japanese also had such a strange feeling. They could think, see things, and hear things, but they could not move or speak, just like stone statues standing quietly in the backyard of the "Taoran Private School".

In the eyes of "Mr. Bai" and I, these guys looked intoxicated, quietly listening to the non-existent voice, as if they were fascinated. The only thing that didn't have such an expression were five "vampires". After they were inexplicably at the beginning, they began to emit powerful blood-red energy, as if they were trying their best to prevent the invasion of "empty".

Looking at the sweat that keeps coming out of them, I know that they have worked very hard to resist, which makes me think that after a period of time, they can turn it into the same shape as those little Japanese and, when they change.

I saw that they were originally surrounded by blood-red energy, and slowly shrank under the blood-red energy, and finally turned into bats. Unlike the bats transformed by the "blood tribe" that they commonly know, these bats are covered in blood-red, and at the same time there are traces of golden threads on the edges, as if they represent their identity.

After seeing these five bats that were not affected by my "empty" at all, I stopped playing helplessly, and shrugged like "Mr. Bai" and said, "Sir, my ability is limited. These little things can only help you." I handed the "empty" in my hand to "Mr. Bai".

"It's okay. It's okay." "Mr. Bai" said this, but did not accept my "empty", but instead played his guqin on his own, and the melodious music kept floating into my ears: "Although the things in your hands are peerless treasures, the evil spirit is too heavy and it is not in line with me. But for you, it complements each other-"

Speaking of this, "Mr. Bai" paused for a moment, which made me feel confused. It complemented each other. Could it be that he said that my evil spirit was too heavy? Therefore, it matched "empt"?

"As a teacher, I pursue the way of nature all my life. Although this guqin in my hand is not as good as your baby, it is very suitable for me, so using it is more effective than the things in your hand."

As soon as I finished speaking, the sound of "Mr. Bai" stopped. At this time, I realized that the five bats that were originally flapping their wings in the air had been restored to "vampires" again, with their expressions just like those little Japanese standing on the ground and the only difference was that they were lying on the ground. As for the magic circle they had already activated, which was so powerful that I was shocked, it was silently annihilated. This is the true strength of "Mr. Bai"?!

I was greatly shocked. Perhaps this time the other party's actions against me had no flaws, but they did not consider or knew the "empty" in my hands, so that half of their combat power disappeared. And choosing the "Taoran Private School" as an ambush was even more unfortunate. Who would have thought that why was the scholar who should have been powerless to be so powerful?

Easily transformed the five "blood tribes" dukes whom I could not subdue into idiots, and even the magic circle that had been activated was absolutely horrifying to operate. This powerful ability is absolutely amazing. Perhaps, all the NPCs who teach skills in the game have such terrifying abilities. But players have never known it all the time. After all, who is so leisurely against these NPCs in normal times?

A battle that should have been vigorously ended in a hurry. At this time, the old man who was sweeping the floor came out from somewhere again, and put the "blood tribe" with an intoxicated expression on his face into the basket one by one. Surprisingly, everyone who put the basket into the basket quietly entered hell. Without the use of energy or special skills, he still grabbed it and threw it away like before, and then lost his life.

While recording the names of these dead players, I looked at the basket that seemed to be unfulfilled like a "Qiankun Ring" and widened my eyes. Who could have thought that such an inconspicuous old man's inconspicuous basket was so magical?

Looking at my expression, "Mr. Bai" explained to me: "This old man is the founder of our 'Taoran Private School'. After he retired, he volunteered to clean the private school and we were not allowed to salute him. When it comes to his name, it was known to everyone thirty years ago."

"Oh?" I looked curious.

"Think about the name of our private school." "Mr. Bai" blinked. This was the first time I saw this serious "Mr. Bai" perform such a playful action.

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