After becoming an outcast, she relied on the system to raise her children and counterattacked.

Yin Qingxuan nodded, waved and took out the Fengyi Qin, and sat down cross-legged on a huge rock.

Ye Jingyu also drew his long sword to protect Yin Qingxuan.

As the fingertips plucked, a string of low and melodious notes flowed onto the Fengyi Qin.

The fighting in the field was fierce, and the sound of clashing weapons was endless. Everyone wanted to kill each other, but the sound of the piano was not heard.

This is the largest armed battle in decades. The Dongliu people are determined to die, and their momentum is naturally brave.

The same is true for the disciples of the sect. Every disciple will be told about this battle when they enter the sect. Everyone is proud to fight against Dongliu and defend the country. Facing so many Dongliu people, they do not care. Fear only aroused more patriotism.

Looking at the faces filled with perseverance and fearlessness, Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but feel excited and full of pride.

This is Dazhou, and it is also her home where she will grow old in the future. Naturally, it cannot be trampled by others.

The sound of the piano suddenly rose, and several invisible sword energy flew out from the piano, like sharp arrows, reaching straight to the battlefield. Several Dong Liu dwarf ghosts were unable to react in time, and were pierced by the sword energy, and they vomited blood and died.

The disciples of the sect who were fighting with him couldn't help but turn their heads.

A white figure caught everyone's eyes.

She was twirling the strings of the piano, her clothes were fluttering, and she looked stunning.

When everyone first met Yin Qingxuan in Beihai, she was dressed like this. Her white clothes were as white as snow, and she looked like a fairy from the dust.

Many people still remember Yin Qingxuan's graceful appearance when he played the Fengyi Qin. But now, the Fengyi Qin that was rumored to be broken has reappeared here, and they can't help but feel excited.

"It's Miss Yin from Shengyin Pavilion."

"She's playing the phoenix instrument!"

"That's right, this is the song of Ten Thousand Swords Shattering Stars!"

"With Fengyiqin's help, this battle will be won!"

I don't know who shouted something, and everyone started chanting.

"This battle must be won!"

"This battle must be won!"

Some disciples who didn't know what was happening also shouted, and for a moment the mountains roared and the tsunami roared with majestic momentum.

Prince Morita couldn't help but feel confused.

Didn't it mean that Fengyiqin was destroyed? Why did it appear in their hands?

At the moment of doubt, the sound of the piano suddenly became louder. Prince Morita couldn't help but feel upset, and his energy and blood began to surge uncontrollably.

He hurriedly tore off two pieces of cloth, stuffed them into his ears, and shouted loudly in their language: "Feng Yiqin is still there. We have fallen into a trap. Block our ears immediately."

Others also heard the sound of the piano, but under the attack of sound waves and sect disciples, it was not easy to plug their ears. Some people died under the sound of the piano and the light of the sword before they understood what was going on.

Prince Morita cursed Baga and said to the generals around him: "We must kill that girl playing the piano. The sword energy can not only kill people, but the sound of the piano can also disturb our minds. We can still resist it for a moment." , over time, it will inevitably be affected.”

Several people nodded at the same time and rushed towards Yin Qingxuan.

It is difficult for Dongliu to continue to survive. Only by occupying a place in the Central Plains can it continue to descend and thrive.

This time they headed north in a big way, and they also had no way out.

Ye Jingyu slowly raised his sword, and the sword edge drew a long mark on the ground.

"Well done!"

With a flick of his wrist, a loud dragon roar sounded in the air, suppressing the sound of Yin Qingxuan's piano.

Everyone was startled again and turned their heads to look this way.

Ye Jingyu had already risen up, his tall figure like a dragon rising out of the sea, striking Morita directly.