The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 753 Mountains and Flowing Waters

The sound of the flute is sad and echoes far away in the forest.

It sounds like a sobbing and mournful chant, but it is not a tragic song before death.

After just three or four breaths, a response came from the direction of the city.

First there was a long sound of a flute, followed by the clanging of a guqin, the noisy sounds of a pipa, and the sharp whistling sounds of a huqin!

The sound of instrumental music came from ten figures appearing from the top of the city wall.

The ten people were dressed similarly, all wearing sky-blue robes of scholars, but because they were stained with dirt and blood, they no longer looked elegant, but rather desolate and bleak.

Yiquliunian Pavilion, Tingyu Pavilion and Riyuebao were the first gangs to arrive at the southwest front to help in the battle.

When the corpses became numerous, even though the members were already few in number, with three sacrificed and many injured, everyone in the pavilion, including Pavilion Master Xue Qinghuan, still stayed on the front line despite being slightly injured.

It was not until the decapitation operation was carried out that the Yiqu Liunian Pavilion, whose gang members lacked individual combat power, was incorporated into the logistics support team and was not allowed to leave the city easily.

Everyone in the pavilion knew that the target of today's decapitation operation was extraordinary. They did not leave the city to participate in the operation, but they kept an eye on its progress.

They had heard the long cry for rescue earlier. If the Pavilion Master had not repeatedly reminded them to obey orders before leaving the city, and if other martial arts masters had not persuaded them to stay, they would have been in the team trying to fight their way out of the city.

Seeing that the team returning to the city was still far away and no help was coming, the ten people climbed up to the top of the city wall, looking anxiously and feeling uneasy.

After hearing the Pavilion Master's flute message, although everyone did not immediately understand Xue Qinghuan's intention, they all responded with music at the first opportunity.

The sound of the flute has something to tell, and the interaction of the music conveys a clear understanding.

In less than ten breaths, everyone in the pavilion who had been accompanied by Qu Le for a long time had already understood the situation of the Pavilion Master and others in front, and also roughly understood the other party's intentions.

After dealing with the zombie army for such a long time, in addition to studying ways to kill the zombies once and for all, everyone has naturally also explored and tried how to limit or interfere with the zombies' attack and mobility.

If the fighting power of the corpses can be weakened a little, everyone will be safer.

However, there has been no results so far. It can only be confirmed that the sound of instrumental music has no effect on dead bodies or corpse insects and corpse poisonous insects themselves.

This also meant that the Yiqu Liunian Pavilion's martial arts masters, who were not all known for their martial arts skills, had one less means to fight their enemies.

But the vocal intention coming from Xue Qinghuan was to use music to fight the enemy.

While everyone in the cabinet was cooperating fully, they were also somewhat nervous.

But this was the only solution Xue Qinghuan had.

These corpses are like being possessed by wild animals or reincarnated animals. To be precise, they are more difficult to deal with than wild animals and animals.

Because dead bodies have no emotions and cannot think.

Conventional methods of fighting the enemy such as provoking, showing weakness, and intimidating are all useless. Only by relying on hard power and physical strength can you fight your way out.

Foreign aid is still far away and there is no one to borrow from, so we can only borrow strength from a distance.

Music has no effect on a dead body.

But music works on people.

At least in this critical moment, the sound of music can greatly increase personal excitement and concentration. If the moves can be integrated with the music, a considerable increase in lethality can be achieved!

Xi Xia, who had already been sweating profusely and looking pale from fighting, was also well versed in music theory. When he discovered that Xue Qinghuan was multitasking while fighting the enemy and playing the flute to ask for help, he couldn't help but try to guess the true meaning of the music. In the midst of danger, he also understood what Xue Qinghuan said.

Just as he was wondering how Xue Qinghuan was going to get the brothers two miles away to cooperate, Xue Qinghuan suddenly swung his sword towards him and pushed the jade flute against his chest.

"You come!"

Xue Qinghuan, who was in a disheveled and miserable state under the hands of the army of corpses, just uttered these two words, then leaned over very casually, shoulder to shoulder, using Xi Xia's shoulder as the axis, and performed a sword style like a peacock spreading its tail, spreading out a circular sword energy and forcibly driving the corpses around the two of them back half a foot.

Then, he used his free hand to grab Xi Xia's right shoulder, and then took a deep breath to throw it upward and push it outward.

  Xi Xia went to heaven in a daze!

He stared blankly at the chaotic scene below that seemed to have nothing to do with him.

  If the tip of the gun hadn't been poking at her anus, she would probably have continued to be a carefree god in the sky. At this time, she had to be thankful that the gunman was a mindless corpse and couldn't catch this flaw. But at the moment when the tip of the gun was about to touch Xi Xia's buttocks, the coldness seemed to penetrate through her clothes and made Xi Xia shudder and instantly come back to life!

Just now, Xi Xia was puzzled as to how Xue Qinghuan could really dance with a sword in one hand and play music with a flute in the other, so how come she didn't have the strength to lead the team to break out?

It turns out that he hopes to be the "mountain" to attract the "water" of his fellow travelers in the city to resonate with him.

Compared with Xue Qinghuan, I am more agile but my fighting ability is slightly inferior.

If you don't get entangled with the dead body and just try to dodge and escape, you will naturally have enough energy to spare.

And he himself was well versed in music theory and skilled in playing musical instruments, so he could cooperate with Xue Qinghuan in performing the music while guiding everyone in Liunian Pavilion in the city to play together.

As soon as Xi Xia had a plan in mind, his hands and feet became active.

He tentatively stepped on the heads, hands, shoulders and elbows of the dead bodies, seeking the safety of being in mid-air.

After nearly falling and being dragged into the group of corpses several times, he obediently found big trees or rocks within ten feet around Xue Qinghuan as temporary shelter. After four or five breaths, he took the initiative to change his position to prevent the temporary shelter from being destroyed one by one by the corpses.

After about half a hundred breaths, Xi Xia finally got used to the rhythm of running and jumping while playing the flute.

The changes in Xue Qinghuan's response to the enemy and even her attack and ending methods were transmitted to the city two miles away through the sound of the flute.

Everyone in Liunian Pavilion felt as if they were in the scene of the song played on the city wall, and they all sang in harmony.

In order to allow Xi Xia to move around and play the flute, Xue Qinghuan had to bear the impact pressure of the corpses, and it was difficult to maintain the original beheading efficiency.

Faced with the exponentially more ferocious zombie attacks, Xue Qinghuan had to resort to more roundabout tactics, rolling on the ground more and more often. His first priority was to avoid being easily entangled by the corpses, and secondly to try to avoid being attacked from all sides.

The sound of the flute reflected Xue Qinghuan's predicament, like a lion that had been exhausted by a group of jackals and was at the end of its rope, or like a river that was blocked by a pile of rocks and mud and could no longer flow as usual. It was bleak and melodious, so sad.

The harmonious sounds of pianos and flutes on the distant city walls made people feel as if there was a heavy object pressing on their hearts, making it difficult for them to even breathe freely.

  However, it was as if a lion that was still alive was given a shot of chicken blood, and the water in the stream that had not yet turned into stagnant water was watered by the heavy rain. With the sound of music beside, Xue Qinghuan's increasingly disheveled body did not show signs of exhaustion, but became more vigorous and agile!

Dead bodies were rushing towards her from all directions and above. Xue Qinghuan almost slid away while lying flat on the ground to escape. She also broke the ankles of five or six dead bodies on the sliding route. Although it was not fatal, it reduced the movement of these dead bodies.

The sound of the flute twists and turns, then becomes straight and long.

The sounds of the piano and flute were hurried at first, and then became slow and smooth.

Seeing that Xue Qinghuan got away quite elegantly this time, Xi Xia's flute playing became more cheerful, unconsciously being guided by the lingering sound of the distant piano and flute.

When Xue Qinghuan was about to stand up, three or four more corpses were about to crash into her.

Suddenly, the sound of a flute broke out and Xue Qinghuan suddenly stepped and twisted her feet, causing her body to spin and leap up.

The sword moved with his body, and the Qi was released with the sword. The scattered sword Qi blew the corpses around him to pieces.

There were also several sharp sword energies that just happened to cut into the necks of several corpses that were climbing up with their heads held high, removing their heads one by one.

The sound of the flute is like the gurgling of flowing water, and the sound of the piano and flute is like the gurgling of clear springs.

Xue Qinghuan was like a fish in water on the scene. He managed to bring together the remaining eleven fellow martial artists who were in dire straits, forming a formation that could provide space for rest and self-protection. He himself, with the help of sound from the sky, plunged into the group of corpses and danced in harmony!

At some point, the flute sound nearby was no longer the leading music, but blended in with the piano and flute sounds in the distance.

The sounds of the flute, pipe, guqin, pipa and erhu either resonate in symphony or stand out on their own.

Xue Qinghuan might dive into the crowd of corpses like a loach to the sound of the quiet and distant flute, but none of the corpses could completely entangle him, because when he was close, the sword would stick to the corpse's neck and cut it in half silently with one sword.

Or he could unleash his sword energy unreservedly to the sound of the unyielding guqin. The corpses might not die immediately if they were touched by the sword energy, but if their arms or legs were cut off by the sword energy, their combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced.

  The sound of the pipa was as loud as heavy rain, and Xue Qinghuan's attack was like a violent storm. Even the dead bodies would not be dormant because of the intimidating aura emanating from her body, and would be beaten to pieces by her attack!

The sound of the huqin was as smooth as silk. Xue Qinghuan could wield a sword and transform into a swimming dragon, deftly and smoothly chopping down twenty dead heads without any hindrance!

The eleven chivalrous men nearby had already realized that although Xue Qinghuan was alone in the battle, he was definitely not the only one fighting.

Including Xi Xia, as well as the musicians whose music came from the direction of the city, they were all with Xue Qinghuan at this moment. Therefore, Xue Qinghuan's combat power seemed to have surpassed the top masters and was unstoppable!

Not many people near the city were familiar with the music, but they could all tell that the music was unfamiliar. It was not a well-known piece of music, but more likely the wonderful music that the musicians played to suit the situation.

  The music was getting closer, indicating that the situation was improving. The heavy burden on everyone's heart had been kicked away. Amid the music that was sometimes high-spirited, sometimes sonorous, and sometimes refreshing, everyone was full of energy and tireless!

The number of corpses is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

  Xue Qinghuan and others finally fought their way back to the city!

I wanted to write about the feeling of hip-hop dancing while listening to music, but my skills are so poor that I still can’t write it…