The Legend of the Young Swordsman: A Prequel - A Phantom Melody Embarks on a Journey Through the Mar

"Those who kill will always be killed!"

Faced with such unreasonable words from her enemy, Yueyao responded coldly, her face expressionless. This so-called reply only earned her the enemy's disdain, and she was even used against them.

"He who kills will be killed in return? Very well, since you've killed people, it's understandable that we kill you too. Prepare to die!"

As soon as the sound faded, several people standing outside rushed into the temple hall, wielding long knives and swords that gleamed coldly. The group split into two parts and attacked the two men.

Faced with such close-range attacks from the enemy, Helian Yun Shen directly used illusion magic.

The people closest to him suddenly felt a sense of disorientation, and their attacks paused for a moment, taking advantage of this opening.

He kicked the people in front of him several times.

He kicked these people so hard they were knocked over, and after completing this attack, he stepped on the pillars and ran directly from the main hall to the roof.

"Damn it, what trick did this guy use?"

The group of people who had been kicked felt a sharp pain in their chests, but they recovered from their dazed state and looked at Helian Yun Shen, who had run to the rooftop.

He was so angry he was grinding his teeth, and he said it viciously.

Without pausing, he used his lightness skill to rush from the main hall to the roof, relentlessly pursuing Helian Yun Shen.

Meanwhile, on Yueyao's side

Compared to Helian Yun Shen using illusions to deceive these people, she had no choice but to confront them with real swords and spears.

Swords flashed and clashed throughout the hall.

The fight escalated from inside the main hall to outside. Yueyao, seeing this, gritted her teeth and remained silent.

In my heart

'Damn it, these people are almost as strong as the ones who chased me back then, and there are even more of them. How am I supposed to escape?'

above the roof

Helian Yun Shen kept using his movement techniques to evade the enemy's pursuit, and when he saw the situation on Yue Yao's side...

"Miss Yuexi, are you alright?"

"Young Master Helian, I've dragged you into this. You should leave quickly; these people are after me. They won't chase you."

Faced with Helian Yunshen's concern, Yueyao felt guilty, after all, she was the one who had dragged him into this matter. She couldn't bear to see such a naive young man, who had just entered the world of martial arts, lose his life because of her.

"Miss Yuexi, don't worry. I won't stand idly by when the strong bully the weak. My master taught me that I must stand up against injustice and bullying, otherwise my martial arts skills will go to waste."

He Lian Yun Shen responded to Yue Yao's words with a sincere smile. Yue Yao was at a loss for words, while the enemies pursuing He Lian Yun Shen laughed loudly.

"What your master taught you will only make you die faster. The martial world is not a place for you to play the hero. This day next year will be your death anniversary."

"I may not know about the rituals for the anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, but have you ever seen an army of a million men?"

Helian Yun Shen simply smiled at their mockery, turned around, and asked them with a smile still on his face. At the same time, he had already placed the jade flute to his lips.

"A million-strong army? You little brat, you've never even been a soldier, and you're talking about a million-strong army? Are you trying to make us laugh to death?"

Or are you planning to play a tune on your jade flute to cheer us up before we release you?

Ha ha ha ha!!!!!"

These people had foul mouths, and even as they finished speaking, they continued to mock Helian Yunshen with sharp laughter.

At this moment, Helian Yun Shen did not speak, but had already started playing the jade flute in his hand.

When the jade flute sounded, it wasn't the melodious and captivating tune it once played. Instead, a murderous aura spread throughout the world, and the surrounding air seemed to grow colder under the sound.

"what happened?"

This change left everyone present puzzled.

Yueyao was also extremely puzzled, unable to understand why playing the jade flute at this time would cause such a situation.

Helian Yun Shen continued to play the jade flute in his hand.

A series of sounds like clashing swords and galloping horses reached people's ears, and behind these sounds, a terrifying scene appeared.

With a whoosh, the iron horses neighed, swords clashed, and the soldiers surged forward like a tidal wave, their momentum overwhelming the enemy's thousands of troops. Cavalrymen weaved through the ranks, their movements producing soft, booming golden sounds as they charged forward, spreading this terrifying battle aura even further.

The imposing and magnificent military formation constantly assaulted everyone's vision, just as Helian Yunshen had said, a million-strong army was already before their eyes.

As the rhythm of the jade flute played in his mouth quickened!

As the war drums thundered, the million-strong army, which exuded an aura of impending death, began to move, charging towards the enemy before Helian Yunshen with a terrifying, all-consuming momentum.

The neighing of warhorses, the thud of iron hooves on the ground, the shouts of soldiers, and the clanging of swords and shields constantly reached everyone's ears.

"what is this!"

"Why can't I kill him!"

"Damn it, I don't want to die!"

The last sounds these people uttered were drowned out by the clashing swords and iron hooves of a million-strong army. These people were also completely swallowed up by the clashing swords and iron hooves, leaving behind only a few corpses bleeding from their seven orifices.

The mighty army that had devoured the enemy did not disappear; instead, it turned its attention to those who were besieging Yueyao.

"This kid's really weird! Let's get out of here!"

Seeing this, how could these people dare to stay any longer! If they didn't leave, they would all be devoured by this terrifying million-strong army in the next moment.

Watching these people leave, Helian Yun Shen finally couldn't hold on any longer. The melody of war and battle played on the jade flute stopped, and the million-strong army vanished completely the moment the music ended.

"It seems I still can't perfectly embody the image of warhorses and cavalry!"

Helian Yun Shen had only played half of the piece when he felt his true energy and spiritual power being completely exhausted, leaving him powerless to continue.

He muttered this to himself.

He then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, at which point the jade flute slipped from his hand.

Seeing Helian Yun Shen's condition, Yue Yao used her lightness skill to quickly reach his side. She caught the collapsing Helian Yun Shen and also caught his jade flute.

Seeing Helian Yun Shen so exhausted, Yue Yao felt very grateful, but also shook her head helplessly.

"Your master did teach you the right things, but your selfless consideration for others will harm you in the future."

After saying this, he took Helian Yun Shen back to the main hall, gently placed Helian Yun Shen on the dry grass, and then rekindled the extinguished fire.