Not only because these hooligans do whatever they can, but also because of the woman who plays the piano up there.

Her music kept ringing under the night sky and nobody cared at first.

When the reaction comes, it's too late.

They found that their Xuan Qi operation had become stagnant, while the other side had become more courageous in Vietnam. It was obvious that it was lower than them, but Xuan Qi seemed to be inexhaustible.

“Elder, hurry up... kill that woman! Otherwise we'll be doomed! ”

“You... you go to the back of the mountain to inform Ancestor, even if you blow the stone door open, you must invite Ancestor out! ”

This is the moment of their heavenly life and death.

Thirty-two elders looked at each other and realized it.

Despite fears of severe poisoning in their bodies, it can be delayed so long that even if it is not poisoned, it will never end well.

“Spell it!” One of the congenitally satisfied elders bit the tooth canal, “Everyone together, kill this witch, in any case, my Tiandaozong millennium foundation, must not be randomly destroyed once! ”

Thirty-two people looked at each other and nodded together.

It then vacated at the same time.

However, they did not wait until they approached Muyan, and a sword splashed across them, drawing a gorgeous arc in the night sky.

The mighty Xuan Qi shook them all back and fell back to the ground.

And what shocked the elders was that the sword was forcing them back, not someone else, but... but that little boy, four or five years old?

That sword, it is obvious, is more than innate.

But a 4-5 year old innate, how is that possible?! Are you kidding me?

Bao jumped from the sky and stood in front of the stone columns where Muang was. The young milk froze: “Formation! ”

“Yes, my lord! ”

Almost at the moment of Baobao's order, the four men flew from the battlefield.

They were accompanied by the captains of Tiger, Changyu, Snowgoose, Fang Jingya, Lao Tao and other battalions.

A dozen people split apart and surrounded the thirty-two elders gathered in the center.

Above the stone column, Muang's music has begun to change.

The original leisurely tangle turned into a rush.

[Shocked by feathers] The range of lockouts becomes smaller.

Bao and others seem to have been crossed by a layer of golden light, whether it be speed, Xuan Qi operation or attack damage, etc., which has improved a grade.

Opposite the thirty-two elders, it's an ugly face, because they can feel their meridians strangled like they're strangled by some kind of force, and Xuan Qi can't function smoothly.

But that's not enough.

With the success of [Feather Shocked] utility.

Muang's fingers jumped faster and faster on the strings, like a shadow.

And the sound of the violin is more like a storm, making it impossible to tell if there are syllables.

[Drawing ground is jail], [Floating dreams] simultaneously start.

Thirty-two elders want to disperse and destroy Bao and others.

I find myself trapped in a small area, unable to move at will.

At the same time, those who had been repaired to low, but only felt faint in the head, constantly appeared in front of him the hallucinations that frightened him.

There are women who have been destroyed by them, infants who have been cut out and eaten by them, and countless unjust souls who have died.

“Don't... don't come over! I didn't kill you, don't kill me... ahhh...! ”