C633 Intercept(1)

When Ouyang Yao turned and sat down, there were already more than ten people attacking him.

The instant the Demon note guqin appeared, Ouyang Yao's cultivators fingers strummed the zither strings.

The zither music was like flowing water, and the strength was like wind blades.

A cracking sound could be heard, the weapons in the hands of the Immortal World Messenger s had all turned into dust