When the sound of the piano first sounded, neither the Heijia Army nor the Xiaoyao Army realized the difference.
It's just that Xiaoyaojun vaguely felt that his physical strength seemed to be endless.
But with their cultivation base, they couldn't fully understand and accept the general's command.
However, with the melodious sound of the piano.
They felt that their sea of consciousness began to expand in a short period of time.
The accuracy and sensitivity of the divine consciousness are also improving unconsciously.
On the other hand, the Black Armored Army began to become sluggish one by one, with heavy and stiff hands and feet.
Obviously everyone's cultivation base is higher than the opponent's, but they can't even display 70% of their strength.
Wei Mian turns his head to look at Muyan in shock.
For a while, he even forgot to command the army to fight.
He has always known that his city lord is a powerful musician.
Can heal, can fight, can assist.
It was precisely because of Muyan's assistance that the battle with Lingbo Palace was so devastating.
But the strength of Lingbo Palace is much worse than that of the Hundred Thousand Xiaoyao Army.
Only one-third of the army participated in the battle itself.
The defending champion is confident that even without support, he can still win.
So much so that he never thought that the assistance of a musician would have such terrifying energy.
That's... It's even more heaven-defying than a general like him.
Defending vaguely remembered.
A long time ago, my teacher once said when he taught me to become a warrior.
There are such a group of musicians in the world.
They are more terrifying than warriors.
One person controls ten thousand people.
One person left battle.
Across the three realms, invincible and invincible.
Master once said, what are those musicians called
Wei Mian's eyes were wide open, staring blankly at the girl with fluttering clothes under the scorching sun.
Master's voice flashed in my mind.
"Like a god, like a demon, pampered by heaven, with a piano in hand, peerless."
"People separated the musicians of this discipline and gave them a title."
"It's called Kagura Master."
"It was once prophesied that if one day the strongest warlords can unite with the strongest Kagura masters, then the army commanded by them will be invincible and invincible."
Wei Mian still remembers that when he was young, he heard the excitement and asked Master, where is the Kagami
Young and frivolous, fearless, he wants to find such a musician and work with him to build an undefeated army.
However, the master told him: "Perhaps it's because the heavens are jealous of talents. The Kagura school was completely destroyed 20 years ago. There will be no more Kagura masters in the world, and there will be no undefeated army."
I only feel regretful about defending the title when I was young.
Later, when I came into contact with real musicians, I found that it was already barely enough for one person to assist dozens or hundreds of monks.
So Wei Mian felt that Master was exaggerating, and secretly laughed at his youth and innocence.
However, at this moment.
The words Master said appeared in his mind word by word.
The long memory, and the feeling of boiling blood revived little by little in the body.
Could it be that the lady is a Kagura teacher
Didn't Master say that Kagura masters have already been destroyed
But if not, how could there be such a miraculous scene.
Zheng!
A high-pitched musical sound exploded in the defending champion's mind.
He shivered and woke up.
Meeting Muyan's smiling face.
The young girl's blue hair fluttered and her clothes fluttered, like a nine-day mysterious girl who descended from the sky.
She didn't speak, but those peach blossom eyes seemed to be telling him: "General Wei, why are you still standing there? This is your battlefield?"