Chapter 230: Sound Beyond the Five Tones, Plucking Beyond the Ten Fingers

The sword light in the sky was dense, thin as cow hair, like drifting rain, flickering uncertainly.

Looking out.

There were roughly hundreds or thousands of them!

The dim brilliance instantly shone through the entire hall, the atmosphere was stern, casting a layer of frost on the surrounding rocks and trees, making one's heart palpitate.

But the zither sound did not change its tune, the rhythm was melodious and elegant, trickling like a spring, like a distant spring in Penglai, a deep and secluded valley.

Listening carefully, it was like sea wind and green clouds, the moon bright on the night islet...

At this sharp questioning, Chen Hang's expression did not move, just laughed and said:

"I did it, what can you do?"

That person's face sank like water, but before he could get angry, several noble family members around could not stand it anymore and couldn't wait to make a move, shouting:

"Madman, how dare you move weapons! Everyone, let's go together, capture him, and hand him over to the instructors of Luoyan Peak!"

Only then did it cause the miserable situation of being almost one-sided before his eyes.

Liu Lingzheng saw this, shocked and afraid, shouted loudly:

An eagle-nosed woman had not yet had time to open her treasure garment when she saw a white light flash before her eyes, and after a burst of severe pain, her arm was cut off.

When she struggled to get up and looked in horror.

She saw that her own arm had already flown away!

At this time, the hall, which could be considered grand and solemn, was already damaged, walls and pillars collapsed, and dust rose everywhere.

"I thought Brother Sima would also make a move against me. I didn't expect you to stay neutral this time?"

After a long silence, he opened his mouth helplessly:

Chen Hang smiled, returned the salute one by one, and then turned his gaze to Bai Bingde, who was hiding behind the screen, his face pale, and said:

Chen Hang took a talisman edict from it and put the small cloth bag on the table, saying indifferently:

And the noble family disciples who had broken arms hesitated, but in the end, they just turned their faces away, treating it as if they hadn't heard.

Chen Hang did not pay attention to them, his gaze turned, and he looked at Liu Lingzheng, shouting:

"..."

All the strange phenomena slowly retracted...

Chen Hang smiled.

But after just a few breaths, countless sword lights rolled over again, fighting fiercely with the smoke he issued, like rain hitting banana leaves!

At this time.

And not long after.

Facing this fierce offensive, Chen Hang did not dodge, his eyes showing a hint of coldness, just moving his narrow sleeves, lowering his head to continue playing the zither.

The smoke in front had been worn away by more than half, vaguely revealing an opening.

"You are now a high achievement of the Purple Palace realm, I am only at the third layer of Foundation Establishment. If I face you, what advantage can I have? Like those trash, losing an arm in vain, making myself suffer for a while?"

"Perhaps it is because I met Brother Liu and felt like old friends, but unfortunately I have nothing to give, so I can only use this as a gift."

Chen Hang laughed lightly.

And at this time.

"You are crazy! Chen Hang? You have already cut off our arms, why do you want to cut off both of my arms?!"

Liu Lingzheng was full of resentment, but now the situation was stronger than the person, so he could only force a smile.

Several people below had not yet reacted when a white light flashed before their eyes, instantly bringing up a spray of blood...

He did not care, just shook his sleeves, and instantly the darkness brightened, and the whole hall was clear.

And even a few Daoist arts that barely broke through the blood river transformed by the Yin-Erosion Red Water, the next moment, upon contact with the Innate Great Sun Divine Light, were easily wiped out and ceased to exist.

Only a few who had not made a move against Chen Hang had intact clothes and did not see a trace of blood on their bodies.

These people naturally knew this principle, all responded together, raised their true qi, each took out their proud means, and hit Chen Hang head-on!

Chen Hang did not want to talk much to him, took a step forward, and asked.

Seeing no one responding.

Even Wang Dian and Ji Wen had strange expressions, and their demeanor was very thought-provoking.

Although he knew he wanted to pull people to help tonight to boost the momentum.

At the same time, the sword light rose to thousands, flying like electricity in the hall, swinging left and right, making people unable to see everything.

If they had been prepared in advance, and there were several outstanding talents from the noble family here, how could they allow Chen Hang to act so fiercely?!

But many noble family disciples were too lazy to bother with Liu Lingzheng and didn't bother to get involved in this matter at all.

Ji Wen's face turned green, and he forced a strand of charcoal-colored smoke from his nose, swept it forward, and melted away the sword light within seven zhang, creating a scene of fire chips scattering, hot and flaming.

After losing this life-saving talisman artifact.

Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Changying Academy who had not made a move against Bai Bingde were all happy, stepped forward quickly, hurriedly took a talisman edict from the bag, and couldn't wait to say goodbye, looking like they didn't want to get involved in trouble.

Shaking Liu Lingzheng's head until it was empty, almost jumping up.

Chen Hang shook his head slightly and raised his hand to shake, and the Abyssal Sword flew out of his sleeve.

"Your actions are so unfair!"

"The instructors of the seven academies all live on Luoyan Peak, you—"

Bai Bingde's face twitched, unable to speak.

Chen Hang looked at the long zither lying in front of his knees, which was already broken into pieces, shook his head, and stood up with a smile.

And looking at the gaze, the blue-clothed Daoist had no bones left, only a broken blue robe mixed with broken meat and bones, shocking to the eye...

Thoughts turned like electricity.

After this remark, not only could Sima Quantong not help but narrow his eyes and laugh loudly.

Boom, it brushed past his ear!

Sima Quantong sneered repeatedly:

With just one strike, it shredded her protective true qi, and then cut through her left shoulder like cutting tofu!

Liu Lingzheng was bloodless, shocked and shouted:

Amidst that sound, clear and moist like dew rolling on mountain lotus leaves, the sword qi, fine as ox hair and filling the sky, seemed to have received some kind of command. It swept forward in unison, tearing through the various offensives as easily as tearing paper, slashing until all the light vanished.

Before the words were finished, the narrow-browed and deep-eyed cultivator named Yin She was slashed by hundreds of sword qi, fell to the ground, and his broken arm was covered in blood.

Liu Lingzheng also had to suppress the anger in his heart, lowered his head in shame, and handed over a small cloth bag with an expressionless face.

Most of the people in the hall were pinching seals with their fingers.

Instantly, a series of explosions like mountain-splitting and rock-cracking sounded in the hall, spirit energy rolled, and colorful light dazzled.

At this time, the hall was stern, noisy and silent.

"This is what Xiao Xiao Shixiong said himself."

Only the sound of breathing was rapid, and occasionally there were a few suppressed groans.

Liu Lingzheng's expression changed wildly, but he couldn't dodge in time. In his panic, he lowered his head, but the flying sword slashed like electricity, still cutting off his only remaining right arm, making him sweat profusely and his eyes split with anger.

"It is said that Chen is cold and harsh, but I see the rumors are not entirely true... However, it is not the time to talk about idle things now. Liu Lingzheng is just an ant-like figure and is not worth paying attention to, but his elder brother, Liu Guan, is a Cave-Mystic disciple of your academy and has some means."

A copper furnace-shaped talisman artifact spraying red light in mid-air was hit until its spiritual light dimmed, revealing several holes that were transparent from front to back.

Sima Quantong stepped forward, his eyes burning, bowed slightly, and said indifferently:

"Although this zither is good, it cannot bear the force, which is a pity."

"Fellow brothers, hold on! Younger brother will go find Liu Guan and Sima Mingye and the other senior brothers, and ask them to come and subdue this fierce person!"

"Is the sound just now considered a good sound?"

The disciples who heard this all felt an indescribable awkwardness, their expressions complex.

Coupled with Chen Hang's sudden outburst, it was indeed a bit unexpected, and even Ji Wen felt surprised in his heart.

Liu Lingzheng shut his mouth instantly, eyes watching nose, nose watching heart, not saying a word.

Blood river miserable, divine light dazzling—

Ji Wen and several noble family members frowned deeply when they saw this scene, just about to step forward to help, but were swept by Chen Hang, and fear arose in their hearts. Looking at each other, they awkwardly withdrew their steps, their gazes flickering.

But those people, when Chen Hang's gaze moved over, were also not very natural in expression, smiled apologetically, and took the initiative to bow and greet.

"How many arms have you cut off? Explanation? What explanation, what else can I say?!"

Finally, a song was finished.

"My elder brother is Xie Shuyin, you—"

The ground seemed to have been plowed back and forth by several powerful demon oxen, soil piled up, bricks and stones scattered.

Only by joining hands together could they barely resist!

This shout echoed like thunder in the field.

Chen Hang collected the Abyssal Sword slowly and smiled.

Ji Wen's heart suddenly caught fire, and he couldn't help but scold.

"Fellow brothers, hold on! Younger brother will go find Liu Guan and Sima Mingye and the other senior brothers, and ask them to come and subdue this fierce person!"

"Is the sound just now considered a good sound?"

The top of his head flew out a scarlet blood river of more than seventy zhang, blocking the incoming objects. Just in a moment, many pieces of scrap metal that had lost their spiritual light fell, unable to be used again.

Looking up.

"Where is the talisman edict for the Flowing Fire Macro-Transformation Cave Heaven?"

Because Bai Bingde himself was not a good-tempered person, and his reputation in the noble family had never been very good.

Ji Wen straightened his expression and said to several Purple Palace high achievements.

"Very good, then I will wait in front for Brother Sima's cultivation to improve."

She shouted in anger, raised her eyes, but saw dozens of sword lights slashing through the air.

This scene made Ji Wen's pupils shrink, and he couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.

He only had the share of bullying others with power, but rarely saw himself being forced by the situation.

Seeing this scene.

In the jade plate not far away, Ye Peng's head still remained, with a few flattering smiles on his face.

A young girl with bright eyes and white teeth was drenched in blood, looking miserable.

"Bullying in groups, I, Sima Quantong, still disdain to do it! Wait, after I cultivate to the Purple Palace, you and I will definitely have to fight!"

Looking out.

Ji Wen let out a "wow" and fell from mid-air, blood splashing like rain.

Ji Wen looked at the smoke gradually shrinking in form, and glanced at Chen Hang, secretly hating in his heart.

Besides ordinary noble families, even those like Ji Wen who claimed to have some means were exhausted, sweating profusely, and feeling unable to continue.

"The instructors of the seven academies all live on Luoyan Peak, you—"

"In this matter, Liu did it poorly, reckless and rude, offending Junior Brother. In the future, in the future, Liu will definitely be cautious in words and deeds..."

"Yin She?! You bastard, still so unloyal, you—"

Before he could finish speaking, a strand of sword light suddenly appeared between Chen Hang's fingers, swirling like a snake, the light compelling.

As soon as these words came out, it instantly ignited the emotion.

"..."

With various reasons combined.

Seeing that this person still had the usual arrogance of a noble family on his face.

Or driving talisman artifacts, or performing Daoist arts, or releasing the demon pets he raised from his sleeve bag, all hitting Chen Hang together!

But the voice was sincere, without any hypocrisy, and these words seemed to come from the heart.

The person standing beside him was startled, hurriedly used an escape technique, dodged, but suddenly screamed, his movements stalled, and his arm also flew away.

A few unextinguished candles moved dimly, pulling the shadows long and distorted, cast on the wall, like terrifying ghosts in the underworld...

"Everyone came here just for this object, right? Please."

True qi was magnificent, almost collapsing half of the hall, instantly sweeping away the blocking sword qi!

Sword qi continued to wander, light trembling—

And in Ji Wen's expectation.

In just a flash, two more Purple Palace high achievements were disabled, making everyone else terrified, their hearts even more panicked...

And the sword light did not diminish in momentum, continuing to slash past like flying electricity!

Chen Hang arched his brows and said.

When he panicked and came back to his senses, the corner of his eye only caught a glimpse of a sword qi that was originally thin as a mosquito's foot suddenly rising, instantly turning into a rainbow light flying over!

Chen Hang's expression moved slightly, and he sized up Sima Quantong a few times.

Everyone was shocked.

Since you have hurt my brother, you should withdraw early. If you meet Liu Guan, I am afraid things will not be beautiful."

"However, there is no need for the future, let's do it today."

After carefully checking it once, and confirming there were no mistakes or hidden tricks.

Chen Hang pulled the corners of his mouth coldly and plucked the zither strings with his ten fingers.

Like throwing cold water into a pot of boiling oil, it caused a roar of response!

Only seeing an escape light flying over at high speed from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, it crashed through layers of smoke and clouds!

Chen Hang raised his hand and wiped the restriction on the bag, seeing that inside were several jade talismans in the shape of carp, spiritual light flowing, bright and divine, one could see at a glance that they were extraordinary objects, making people unable to help but fix their gaze on them.

The zither tune was still a low, broad, and self-satisfied style, the rhythm elegant and melodious, making one unable to hear a trace of killing sound.

Finally angered several Purple Palace cultivators.

"..."

Everyone in the hall was holding their broken arms, their expressions ugly, their faces sinking like water.

And his sudden withdrawal also made the originally tight battle circle of the crowd reveal a gap, no longer an iron wall.

Pieces of bricks and stones instantly turned into powder, air currents surged, rumbling and attacking in all directions, the momentum was not small!

Everyone in the hall suddenly felt a sense of vibration under their feet, broken stones crackled and moved, making a mess.

A gorgeously dressed cultivator with a narrow forehead and deep eyes finally couldn't hold on, threw down this sentence, flicked his sleeves, started his escape light, and hurriedly rushed toward the sky.

And at this time.

The hall was full of sword qi, cutting the atmosphere!

Even if there was a hundred unwillingness and suffocation, but this scene, this time, this place.

The zither tune had already played halfway, exactly when the music was at its peak, trickling like a spring... ===== CHAPTER 231 =====