Chapter 1685

Xiao Mingliang had already noticed that Yan Tianchen's mental strength was particularly solid, and it seemed that he had been tempered by blood and fire.

If you want to fight him head-on, there is almost no chance of winning.

The only way to defeat it is to use clever power and side-door means!

Swish swish!

Xiao Mingliang took out a lute and played it quickly, the wind was pulled by the rhythm to form blood-colored spears.

Pfft!

Then the spear broke through the void, and with extremely amazing power, it fell towards Yan Tianchen overwhelmingly.

Yan Tianchen's flute continued, and the blood-armored ghost general next to him took a step and reached out to stop Yan Tianchen.

Those spears pierced the arm of the blood armored ghost, and the arm soon became like a hedgehog, but before anyone else could marvel, those spears were melted by the blood on the arm.

"I know I can't stop you!"

Xiao Mingliang's pipa suddenly changed, an ancient tune resounded through Langya Terrace, his body, together with the pipa, turned into wind and flew around Yan Tianchen.

Clang clang!

The sound of the pipa turned into golden lightning, and from various angles, Tianchen flew away without saying anything.

And his body is whistling like the wind, so fast that it can't be caught at all.

As time passed, everyone saw that the Blood Armored Ghosts would only be passively beaten no matter how hard they tried.

The body was quickly pierced by the electric light, and after half an hour, it was thumped, and the Blood Armored Ghost General couldn't bear it and knelt on one knee directly on the ground.

The holes in his body burst out with beams of blood, which persisted in the air for a long time.

But just when everyone felt that Xiao Mingliang's tactics had worked, Yan Tianchen moved!

Yan Tianchen stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, banging, and a blood-colored light swept over him like a wave of blood on the entire Langya stage.

boom!

The next moment, with the outburst of the flute, a blood tornado erupted on Yan Tianchen's body.

too fast!

This change came too fast, and before everyone could think about it, Xiao Mingliang, who was whistling like the wind in mid-air, was squeezed out.

Click!

The multicolored wind on his body was torn apart by the blood tornado like wings.

Pfft!

When the colorful wind dissipated, his whole person fell like a broken kite, roaring, and suddenly a loud roar came.

Without warning, the blood armored ghost general, kneeling on one knee on the ground, punched in anger.

boom!

The huge blood-colored fist, accompanied by the sound of the flute rushing towards the sky, knocked Xiao Mingliang out.

The four sides were silent for a long time.

"Yan Tianchen, pass."

When the voice of the old man in Langya Tiangong came, everyone seemed to wake up from a dream.

Looking up, Yan Tianchen was wearing a blue shirt and had already drifted away.

"Tianxiang Palace, another ruthless man has appeared!"

"Yan Tianchen!"

After a while, the audience remembered the shocking voice, and many people were calling Yan Tianchen's name.

He is an old-fashioned melody leader in Tianyu Holy City. He has become famous many years ago, but he has gradually become quiet over the years, and people gradually forget his name.

When they fought for the first time and were mocked by Di Qiu, his era was long gone.

It can be said that Tianchen used his strength to prove that his era is still there, and the temperament has never been weaker than the martial arts.

After a few rounds, Lin Yun appeared.

The elder brother Bai Yunfei of Feixuelou, Zuo Yi, the disciple of Mingzong, and the elder brother Fu Ya of Wanhuagu all ascended the Langya Terrace one after another.

In addition, there are many disciples of the Valley of Flowers.

As soon as Lin Yun went up, he dared to talk about the great hostility. The opponent he encountered this round was stronger than the one Yan Tianchen encountered.

In addition to the two senior brothers in the Four Great Orchestras, there is also a disciple of the Holy Land Mingzong.

"Brother Qin asked me to take good care of you before you come up!" Bai Yunfei smiled, and as he spoke, he saw several other people quietly surrounding him.

Lin Yun looked back and saw Qin Hao, who had been selected as the seed player, looking at him coldly.

"Who will take care of whom, maybe."

Lin Yun looked at the few people and said lightly, he was in a chaotic mood, and his mood was slightly irritable.

After seeing the eyes of several people, there was a cold chill in his eyes.

"Haha, when death is imminent, you still dare to be so public. If you admit defeat now, you can still save your life!" Ming Zong Zuo Yi said lightly.

Palace Master Langya glanced over and landed on Lin Yun, wanting to know how he would deal with such a situation.

Huh... There seems to be something wrong with this little guy's mood?

He was keenly aware of something, and he couldn't help but have some doubts in his eyes.

"Go!"

As soon as the referee announced the start, Bai Yunfei, Zuo Yi and Fu Ya rushed towards Lin Yun.

They each played their musical instruments, and the sound of the song became extremely high in an instant, without exception, it was the sound of the great sage.

Boom!

The voices of these great saints are superimposed on each other and change with each other. In the blink of an eye, this Langya Terrace seems to have become an ancient battlefield.

hum!

In the ancient battlefield, thousands of arrows derived from various rhythms roared towards Lin Yun.

When everyone listened to these rhythms, they only felt that it was quite mysterious. After so many great saints' voices overlapped, they could still cooperate so well.

Lin Yun's expression didn't change, he turned his hand to call out the wind thunder piano, and started playing it on his own.

There was a big sun blooming from behind him, and the golden crows flew out, blocking these arrows that were blooming with bright light.

Around Langya Terrace, everyone seems to be in an extremely empty wasteland, the wasteland is ancient and vicissitudes.

It was an ancient battlefield!

On this battlefield, Lin Yun stood alone against thousands of troops.

What he is playing is the ancient tune of the sun and the moon. The ancient tunes played by Zuo Yi and others are different, but the artistic conception is clear. They have evolved a battlefield, and their respective qin, flute, and xiao sounds have evolved into various types of arms.

There are fierce warriors riding ancient alien beasts, animal trainers who summon thousands of monsters, and others who play wolf smoke and dust, stirring up the battlefield and making this ancient battlefield more real.

They cooperated very well, and with the beat of the rhythm, the ancient battlefield became more and more real.

The wind and clouds are turbulent, and the wolf smoke is everywhere.

The cry of killing was earth-shattering, and everyone was moved by it, feeling the desolation, indifference and killing intent.

But Lin Yun was as unmoving as a mountain, and despite the thousands of troops rushing in, there was a big sun hanging in the air.

The sound of the piano was agitated, and each note burst out from his fingertips, the wind and thunder roared, and the electric light flashed.

Dressed in white, hunting and hunting.

The golden crows that flew out of the sun were dense and endless, and in the blink of an eye, the golden crows scorched the battlefield with raging flames, devastated all over.

No matter how many troops you have, I am enough for one person and one violin.

That calm and unhurried heart makes people yearn for it. It is hard to imagine that this so-called barbarian can have such a style.

The light of the great sun bloomed at his fingertips, filling the sky with golden crows, burning the sky and destroying the earth.

suddenly!

The originally stalemate situation had changed. After the big sun lifted off, Haoyue lifted off behind Lin Yun. In an instant, the sun and the moon were reversed, the universe was reversed, and the rhythms of Zuo Yi, Bai Yunfei and others were instantly chaotic.

Several people were shocked, and their faces changed dramatically.

kill!

But Lin Yun was arrogant, and on the Langya stage, Lin Yun's body burst into light, and his ten fingers suddenly accelerated.

An earth-shattering sound of the piano changed into a storm that swept the world, the world collapsed, and the ancient battlefield exploded with cracks. The thousands of troops and horses played by the other party uttered a mournful wailing, and one by one, they were either directly swept up into the sky, or fell into the abyss.

At this moment, thousands of Fenghua gathered on Lin Yun's body, thousands of troops and horses, collapsed at a touch.

No one can compete with him on the ancient battlefield!

The faces of the people in the audience changed greatly. They looked at Lin Yun and found that there was anger in Lin Yun's eyes.

He seemed to have an indescribable anger, which was vented through the sound of the piano. After a while, the sound of the piano was also messed up.

But under this chaos, the mood has become even more terrifying.

boom!

The hanging sun fell directly, and in the dark, the ground was bombed into devastated ruins.

There were endless flames converging into a sea, and there were many people on the spot who couldn't resist, and were all shaken out.

There is no big sun, only a moon as cold as blood hangs high in the sky!

"I'll wait and see..."

The expressions of Zuo Yi and the others changed dramatically. At this moment, they put down their musical instruments and ran towards the outside of Langya Terrace.

It's too late!

Lin Yun suddenly stood up in the sky, and before he could finish speaking to them, his body spun in the air, and the sound of the piano fell from all directions like flaming meteorites crazily.

Bang bang bang!

One by one, they vomited blood, and after falling to the ground, they were instantly seriously injured and unconscious.

Too cruel!

The three Zuo Yi who were smashed out were tattered and bruised, so miserable that they could not look directly.

It is hard to imagine that these people are all defeated by one person.

Whoa!

When Lin Yun fell, there was no one standing on the Langya stage.

Only the moon survives, only I am alone!

Lin Yun was wearing a white shirt, his killing intent was cold, and his eyes fell on Qin Hao and others.

Qin Hao's face changed slightly, and his heart suddenly sank.

"I am waiting for you!"

Lin Yun looked indifferent and said lightly.