1612 Why? (2/2)
The sound of Master Xiao's vertical bamboo flute became more and more fierce and full of killing intent. People were all lost in the music, and nobody noticed the danger.
Even Bu Xiangfeng and Meng Youjiang were lost in the music, too!
The song of the vertical bamboo flute did kill invisibly!
It was a unique martial art of the Sky Rhythm Clan.
'Why don't you die! Why are you still alive! Go to hell! You are useless to the world! You don't need to live!' Master Xiao shouted inside his head.
”Nobody has a propitious future in the path of cultivation! Everybody must have gone through difficulties and pain! Arouse the pain in the enemy's heart! Control his mind! Tell him to give up the thoughts of living on… You will be his god, who tells him to die or to live! No matter how powerful he is, he will never escape your manipulation!
”One's mind is the biggest weakness!
”You can do anything as long as you manipulate people's minds!
”That is what we do! That is the best thing we have in the world!
”That is the true power of the Great Song of Sky Rhythm! It kills!
”You are the most talented man in the history of the Sky Rhythm Clan. Nobody has better talent than you do… You are the only one capable of finishing the Great Song of Sky Rhythm and bring out its greatest effect…”
These were the words the elders of the clan said to Master Xiao, and they kept ringing up in his head at the moment.
His eyes looked horrible.
The horrible look in his eyes ruined his handsome face. He was like a demon. However, even though he looked like a demon, he played a song that was beautiful like an angel. That song of angels was actually death…
'I will decide his life and death!'
Master Xiao hatefully thought, 'I want him to die! I want him to die! I want him to die!'
The song was getting more and more sorrowful, and it was more and more difficult to resist the effect.
The vertical bamboo flute kept making sounds that nobody could resist. Other than that, it kept producing glittering pieces of lights, floating around Ye Xiao…
It was a little like Bu Xiangfeng's special technique. The net was made from the sounds of the vertical bamboo flute!
”Go to hell!”
Master Xiao gritted his teeth. The beautiful tune had entered its last chapter!
The last chapter was the truly murderous part!
The Great Song of Sky Rhythm was a song that could arouse people's most negative emotions in their hearts. It made the audience give in to their hatred and grudge. It led people to the path of death…
It made people feel depressed!
It killed people by taking away hope!
However, Master Xiao saw something that shocked him, so he stopped playing.
After that, he spat out a mouthful of blood. The song stopped.
Blood kept running out from his mouth, and it seemed like he didn't realize it at all. He kept staring at Ye Xiao with a pair of widely opened eyes. ”Why? How did you? How come you can get rid of it? Nobody can get rid of it! Nobody escapes the Great Song of Sky Rhythm! No! Absolutely not! Why? How come?”
He kept asking like a madman. He wanted to know the answer.
Master Xiao was broken down!
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