LEGEND OF THE BLACK FLUTE WARRIOR
THE DEFEAT OF THIAN SAN PAI,
The protective dome not only protected him but directly protected the four of them.
The distilled voice sounded melodious and heart-wrenching, making the person who heard it become sad and want to cry.
Seventh Swordsman Thian San and his chairman were unaffected, as they had already clogged their ear holes with cotton.
On the advice of the seven Swordsman Thian San who had fought Wu Song first, they had anticipated him at this time.
They were currently concentrating on fusing together the forces forming thousands of sword shadows that merged into one trying to break through Wu Song's protective dome.
Wu Song added the power of the rhythm of his song, to the 5000 elite soldiers who had prepared to cover their ears with cotton.
They began to be affected by the rhythm of it managed to penetrate the cotton that covered their ears, one by one began to merek and shed tears.
Soon, one by one, they began to fall from their horses, and wept howling on the ground.
This condition is like a virus that quickly spread, in just a moment 5000 horsemen are now all crying rolling on the ground.
While Yang Jian Sie Jin Kui and his aide now sat cross-legged calms the mind and then added the blockage of cotton in their ears.
Seventh Swordsman Thian San had furrowed his brows, their marks were also affected.
Yang Su added cotton covering ears like giving codes and examples to his 7 fellows.
They re-enforced their attacks once the annoying flute rhythms managed to overcome.
Wu Song saw his protective dome almost translucent he deflated the spirit of trying a style that he had yet to fully master.
Because ever since he came out of the ravine on the cliff of Hua San he didn't have much time to practice.
From the corner of Wu Song's lips flowed blood, his condition slightly improved when his back was plastered by Lu Ping's palm which drained warm air helping him.
The protective dome thickened the thousands of swords that tried to break through. The 7th Swordsman Thian San who controlled the attack also bounced back.
Then each of them spewed fresh blood, they were severely injured by the counterattack force of their own attack power.
While Yang Su was only pushed back the corner of his lips dripped with blood.
Yang Su opened both of his hands to the side turning the semicircle then unleashed a forbidden secret science that he had not trained perfectly.
A giant sword shadow appeared that swirled like a drill bit, behind the sword shadow appeared an image of Taichi shining on the sword that kept swirling around.
Then the shadow slid heavily towards Wu Song's protective dome, Wu Song used all the combined strength of himself and Lu Ping to play the Pore-penetrating Rhythm Skull.
Wu Song's distilled voice instantly pierced through Yang Su's pores and onto the 7th Swordsman Thian San who was closest to him.
Following the flow of blood and up to the brain disrupts the motor nerves of his opponent's feelings.
The shadow of the sword that was sliding down and had stopped in front of Wu Song's nose suddenly disappeared.
Along with Yang Su who lost his consciousness, so did the 7 Swordsman Thian San.
Only Yang Jian, Sie Jin Kui and his aide were still safe as the effects of the moves were not yet strong.
They have not been able to reach where they are, yet,
After a state of silence, Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes he looked at the 7 uncles, aunt and father fainted on the ground.
He immediately opened the earplugs, ran towards Father and 7 Swordsman Thian San, he removed their earplugs and shouted while wagging their bodies,
"Dad.dad... Uncle.paman...
aunt...aunty..!"
Yang Jian carried them one by one towards the horse carriage, while carrying the last person of the 7 Swordsman Thian San.
Yang Jian saluted Wu Song and said,
"Thank you young swordsman Wu, for your generosity not to take their lives."
Wu Song returned his respect while saying,
Yang Jian nodded while smiling bitterly.
After that he looked towards Yi Yi who happened to be looking at him as well.
Yang Jian said,
"Yi Yi I wish you happiness, forgive us for this."
Yi Yi looked at Yang Jian with a feeling of regret and guilt then said,
"I'm sorry Yang Ta Ke, I've hurt your heart. Take good care of yourself until whenever you remain my good-hearted Yang Ta Ke."
Yang Jian closed his eyes and smiled miserably, Yi Yi Yi's soft voice seeping into his heart made his feelings mix.
There is a comfortable feeling along with that there is also a feeling of pain and sadness .
A moment later Yang Jian opened his eyes looking at Bun Houw as he said,
"Take good care of Yi Yi, never let her down.
Or I'll chase you to the end of the world."
Bun Houw smiled mockingly saying,
"My husband and Yi Yi don't need you to mix it up, just take care of your father and uncle and don't get out of the way."
Bun Houw's harsh words made Wu Song slightly furrow his brows but he said nothing.
Yang Jian was not provoked at all he just said,
"I'm just reminding you not to regret it someday."
After which Yang Jian turned his body around walking towards the carriage while carrying his 7th uncle.
Yang Jian then walked in front of Sie Jin Kui and said,
"Uncle Sie take good care of yourself, I am not a match with Yi Yi need not be forced.
May Yi Yi be happy with her choice."
Sie Jin Kui nodded as he patted the young man on the shoulder and said,
"Yi Yi did not choose you it was her stupidity, someday she would definitely regret missing a young man as good as you."
"My fate is unlucky, not a match to be a father-in-law, a man as good as you" Sie Jin Kui said in disappointment.
Yang Jian said nothing after saluting him walking towards the carriage then brought the carriage back to Thian San.
Wu Song and his entourage walked past General Sie, the soft voice of Yi Yi said,
"Dad take care of yourself..."
General Xie let out a long sigh, to reduce the feeling of regret and helpless disappointment.
General Sie realized he could not stand in the way of Wu Song's entourage.
Wu Song's entourage moved towards the Valley of the Exile God Sin Redeemer Realm.
Along the way Bun Houw was very enthusiastic and eager to learn the sciences of Wu Song.
Since he had a good talent and level of brain intelligence, he had in a short period of time almost mastered all of Wu Song's science.
What was lacking was only his profound strength, even his comprehension was better than Wu Song.
Wu Song was greatly amazed by the intelligence and talent that Bun Houw possessed.
Wu Song had to admit in his heart, he still lost to Bun Houw in both ways.
If he did not coincidentally obtain the Blood Bodhi fruit, he also could not necessarily be as strong as he was at the moment.