"That's right, life is the most important thing, just blow it."

Xu Yan showed a satisfied smile.

Qian Huan Mage is very aware of current affairs.

The change happened so fast that Du Yuying didn't even react. Qian Huan Mage was defeated?

Moreover, why do you have to listen to Qian Huan Magician playing the flute!

Looking at the handsome young man beside her, Du Yuying's heart suddenly beat faster and her face turned slightly red.

"Should I learn to play the flute?"

An idea suddenly appeared in her mind.

Qian Huan Mage looked at three giant dragons, coiling around him, completely blocking his escape route.

If you want to escape, you must defeat the golden dragon.

However, the power of these golden dragons was extremely powerful. Even if he tried his best, it would still take some time to defeat one of them.

That mysterious boy obviously won't sit back and watch.

Therefore, now he can only play the flute obediently, look for opportunities, and escape.

So he raised the flute and started playing again.

Xu Yan listened for a while, frowned, and said, "You're playing it wrong. Where's the Thousand Fantasy Demonic Sounds? You must use all your strength to attack me with the sound-killing technique!"

"That's what you said."

Qianhuan Magician smiled coldly, took a deep breath, and blew the flute gently while his breath was stirring. His breath flowed into the flute like water.

The fierce and violent flute sound suddenly sounded, like a circle of invisible waves, surging out and impacting the golden dragon.

Xu Yan nodded, this is the real sound killing technique.

He squinted his eyes slightly and listened carefully. The power of the Dragon Subduing Palm continued to collide with the sound of killing, and he understood the mystery of it and the method of sound killing.

"Thousands of phantom magical sounds are blown out of the flute. His flute is also a treasure, which can increase the power of sound killing, and his method of operating sound killing is somewhat special...

"What I want to understand is the dragon's chant. It is different from the ordinary sound-killing technique. This is the true meaning of the dragon's chant, which cannot be compared with the sound-killing technique.

"The art of sound killing is just a method, and the meaning of the dragon's chant that I want to understand is at a level closer to the Tao."

Xu Yan realized carefully that the golden dragon was circling, occasionally opening its mouth and letting out a gentle roar. Every time it roared, the thousand phantom demonic sounds were stagnated.

It seemed to be suppressed.

Qian Huan Mage's heart was solemn. He was playing his flute while looking for a chance to break out.

Du Yuying returned to the carriage, and her maid, Cui'er, was blushing with embarrassment, as if she didn't dare to see anyone, especially Xu Yan.

Just now under the sound of thousands of phantoms, she actually had that kind of hallucination!

"Miss."

Du Yuying sat down, her expression regained her composure, and said: "I owe him four more seventh-grade elixirs, please note them down."

"Okay, miss."

Cui Er took out her handkerchief and added the amount.

"Miss, I owe so many seventh-grade elixirs, can I really use them as payment for the young master?"

Cui Er was a little worried.

Seventh-grade elixirs are very precious, and no matter how powerful the powers are, they can't produce so many seventh-grade elixirs at once.

"It's not a big problem."

Du Yuying didn't take it seriously.

"If I can't get it out, I don't think the young master will give up."

Cui'er frowned.

He can kill a grandmaster with one palm, kill people without blinking an eye, and kill people with ashes thrown away. No matter how you look at it, he is not a merciful person.

You will never be the type who can't do anything to a young lady just because she is good-looking.

"You underestimated the elixirs stored at home. This little elixir is nothing."

Du Yuying said calmly.

Through the car window, I saw Xu Yan still listening to the music seriously.

"Miss, do you really want to let Master Qian Huan Mage go?"

Cui Er asked curiously.

"He is very arrogant, and he will definitely stick to his word."

Du Yuying said solemnly.

Xu Yan listened carefully to the thousand phantom demonic sounds, and suddenly, he had some enlightenment.

"I see!"

Suddenly excited, the three golden dragons suddenly merged into one and turned into an even bigger golden dragon.

The dragon's power was mighty, his eyes were shining, and suddenly, he lowered his head and let out a dragon roar!

Ouch!

The roar of the dragon sounded, and the situation changed color. In an instant, the power of the dragon surged. Amidst the roar, the tea shed had already turned into powder, and the ground collapsed directly.

puff!

Qianhuan Magician spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned white, and he fell straight to the ground.

died!

The direction in which the giant dragon lowered its head was facing him. The roar of the dragon sounded, and the terrifying power of the dragon rushed straight into his mind. The power of the dragon's roar poured out on him.

Qianhuan Magician is playing the flute, which consumes a lot of money.

When he saw the giant dragons unite, he was instantly overjoyed and was about to run away, but there was a loud bang in his head, and a terrifying pressure came, crushing his tired consciousness.

His vision went dark, and he fell straight down, completely dead.

He didn't even have time to let out the last scream.

"Miss……"

Cui'er looked at her young lady and didn't know what to say for a moment.

A promise?

Du Yuying was also confused. Why did he kill someone suddenly?

Xu Yan scratched his head with an apologetic look on his face. He didn't want to kill Qian Huan Mage. He just understood the meaning of the dragon's roar, and in a moment of excitement, the dragon roared.

I never thought about killing Qian Huan Mage directly!

"Sorry, I made a mistake. I didn't mean to kill you."

Xu Yan sighed and stepped forward to touch the corpse.

The movements are quite skillful.

"You are a grandmaster, how can you be so weak, but just one dragon roar can kill you!"

Xu Yan looked helpless.

"Tui'er, did you see it? He just missed it!"

Du Yuying breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Cui'er stopped talking. She seriously doubted that this was not a mistake.

After Xu Yan finished touching the corpse, he was sure that Qian Huan Magician was a man.

The flute was a good treasure, so Xu Yan put it away.

I took out a few spirit tickets and found that he was richer than the previous Demon Sect Grandmaster, with several thousand spirit crystals.

There is also a music sheet.

I turned it over and took a look. One page of music seemed to be Thousand Fantasy Demonic Sounds?

"Take it back and let Master take a look while he kills time!"

Xu Yan was extremely excited.

This trip to the inner realm has yielded a huge harvest, and I have understood the true meaning of the dragon's chant.

"Master is right. Only by drawing analogies and integrating their essence into one's own body can one be a true warrior!"

Looking at Qian Huan Mage's body, Xu Yan sighed and said, "I didn't want to kill you. Since I accidentally killed you, I'll just bury you!"

He raised his hand and struck, creating a big crater on the ground.

The golden dragon waved his hand and rolled up the body of Qian Huan Magician and buried him in the big pit.
To be continued...