When Young Master Wushuang showed his sharp edge, Lin Yun, who was on the cliff, also cultivated Wanjian Guiyi to the realm of subtlety.
Above the transformation environment, meticulous.
rub rub!
On the flat ground of Si Guoya, Lin Yun's mind moved slightly, and thirteen figures popped out of his body.
Almost in an instant, a circle without any flaws was completely and completely formed.
Different from the past, this circle contains a majestic sword intent, with dozens of different visions superimposed on it.
Clang clang!
When Lin Yun was about to use his sword, the entire Siguoya was shrouded in his sword intent.
Waiting for a sword to be stabbed out, a little firefly light on the tip of the sword, as if it had a life-like explosive force.
boom!
On weekdays, the air in the four directions is broken into many pieces like a mirror, which is extremely terrifying at first glance.
"It's this trick again."
Si Guowai Bai Xiao frowned, and I have to say that Ye Qingtian is really a swordsman wizard.
In the past few days, the other party has been cultivating the unity of ten thousand swords, and the progress has been rapid, and the speed of the sword is getting faster and faster.
Up to now, it has completely reached the realm where the sword can go with one's heart, and even before it has moved, the artistic conception in it is creepy.
"Dustless Palace."
Lin Yun took his sword and walked over. He heard the sound of the piano, and when he looked up, he quickly knew that it was coming from the direction of Wuchen Palace.
"Has the banquet started?" Lin Yun whispered to himself.
"What's wrong?"
Bai Xiao packed up the shock in his heart and said with a smile: "You don't really think you are a funeral dude, don't you think about it, you are not worthy."
Lin Yun smiled and said: "What am I not worthy of? I am not worthy of Bai Shuying, or am I not worthy of being compared with the funeral dude, or am I not worthy of fighting with the young master Wushuang?"
Bai Shuang was stunned for a moment, and he was surprised to find that today's Lin Yun seemed to be much more transparent than before, with a sharp edge condensing between his brows.
He was actually suppressed in his aura, and after a while, he bit the bullet and said, "It's not worthy."
Lin Yun didn't argue with him, and said, "Brother Bai, you said that if I could go out, you wouldn't stop me, right?"
Bai Xiao raised his brows lightly. He didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "I only said that if the burial playboy is here in the Orchid Sword Formation, he will definitely not be able to trap him."
Lin Yun continued: "Did you say so?"
"Forget it, let's say it." Bai Xiao said with some guilty conscience.
Lin Yun sighed, and then said with a smile: "Actually, I have been hesitating whether I should go out or not. In fact, I don't have an answer right now. After all, there are some things in this world that cannot be cut off with a single sword."
Bai Xiao said, "Then don't go out."
He is a little empty now. He did say that he would not stop Lin Yun from going out, but Lin Yun really wants to leave, and that is also his responsibility.
Lin Yun didn't seem to hear it, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he said coldly: "I don't know if I should go out, but there is one thing, but the more I think about it, the more I understand. It really doesn't fit!!"
Click!
Bai Xiao's face changed slightly, and he was surprised that the secluded orchids growing in nothingness were withering one by one.
...
"Don't worry, come one by one."
Nie Wushuang said with a smile, he was very calm, but his words were extremely arrogant.
I'm not targeting you, I'm targeting all of you, one by one!
"Let me do it."
When the people of Tiandao Sect were filled with righteous indignation, they saw a flash of lightning, and the next moment, a figure appeared directly in the square in front of the hall.
Ouyang He!
Twenty years ago, he was the top three on the Dragon List. He was proficient in the way of thunder, and his cultivation was unfathomable.
Now that the cultivation base has reached the realm of five-element nirvana, the realm does not seem to be high, but the qi of nirvana is extremely terrifying.
He is a well-known ruthless man in the Heavenly Dao Sect, and many saints of Qiyuan Nirvana are extremely jealous of him.
"Are you sure? With your cultivation, I'm afraid I'll accidentally hurt you." Young Master Wushuang said with a "kind" smile.
"Isn't it enough? Haha, that's enough."
The corner of Ouyang He's mouth curled into a smile, and then he suddenly opened his hand, and a thunderstorm erupted in the palm of his hand.
boom!
This ray of lightning turned into lightning, and it was as long as a thousand feet, and it went straight into the sky to illuminate the square in front of the palace, which was extremely eye-catching.
"Sixth Grade Thunder Will!"
Everyone's faces were slightly startled, and they instantly realized that they knew where Ouyang He's confidence was.
Young Master Wushuang shook his head and said with a smile, "If you can advance ten steps into me, I will be considered a loser."
Everyone's eyes flashed, this guy is too arrogant.
Ten steps into you?
Even if you are Young Master Wushuang, from a Kagura family, you are not strong enough.
"I think so much!"
Ouyang He's face darkened slightly, he suddenly became violent, and a thunderous pressure filled the air, as if the sky had changed.
In the square in front of the dust-free palace, the wind howled and thunder exploded.
Nie Wushuang looked indifferent, plucked the strings with his ten fingers, and the sound of his piano also exploded, like thunder on the ground.
The sound of thunder actually suppressed Ouyang He's thunder pressure.
It's not over yet!
Nie Wushuang closed his eyes and played an extremely rare ancient song, Kill Wushe!
Boom!
There was another thunder explosion in the square in front of the hall, but Ouyang He kept pushing over, and everyone was surprised to find out.
Ouyang He was bathed in thunder light all over his body, and even the clouds in the sky were affected by him, and he continued to emit terrifying electric light.
"As expected of Ouyang He, although his cultivation base is not high, his martial arts will is rare among his peers."
Everyone looked at Ouyang He who was approaching, and they saw the true strength of this saint.
Because in the eyes of everyone, Ouyang He was indeed pressing step by step, and he was not hindered by the sound of Wushuang's son.
Ouyang He continued to approach the opponent, he condensed his fingerprints, urging some kind of exercise.
Under the blessing of Nirvana, the thunder vision became even more terrifying, the power of thunder swaying between heaven and earth.
Condensed into countless purple air currents, rumbling, these air currents are like dragons, roaring furiously as Ouyang He approached.
Young Master Wushuang didn't seem to notice, and still closed his eyes, fiddling with the strings with his ten fingers.
The sound of the piano is like thunder, sonorous and powerful.
But everyone didn't notice that there was a little bit of white cold air overflowing from his fingertips when he played the piano.
Invisible killing intent is accumulating frantically, like a volcano is about to erupt.
"Ouyang He stopped!"
Suddenly, everyone was surprised to find that after Ouyang He had advanced ten steps, it was difficult for him to advance.
His imposing aura seemed to have encountered an invisible obstacle outside these ten steps.
Whether it is the thunder vision, or his own momentum is blocked.
The two forces were madly fighting each other, and the sound of thunder explosions became more and more astonishing, and the square in front of the hall was immediately enveloped by a terrifying aura.
The sacred disciples of the Shendao Pavilion sneered, and everyone in the Tiandao Sect was astonished. Is this Nie Wushuang's confidence?
Ouyang He frowned slightly, the thunder vision he stimulated with the secret technique was actually blocked by the opponent.
Ben was going to go all out and crush the opponent directly, forcibly interrupting the sound of the opponent's piano.
At that time, no matter whether he wins or loses, at least this Young Master Wushuang will lose his face.
It can severely frustrate the opponent's arrogance, but now it can't be attacked for a long time, the sound of the piano is like magic, more terrifying than his thunder pressure.
call out!
At this moment, Young Master Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes. He was like a Bodhisattva in hell, with a low eyebrow and a small smile, and all the evil ghosts surrendered.
He flicked his fingers, the strings vibrated, and the sound of the piano shattered the mad clouds in the sky, causing the ten-mile thundercloud to crack open a hideous gap.
A golden sunlight fell, and at the same time, his fingertips collided with the strings, and a bloody shock burst out.
boom!
The blood-colored shock formed purely by the killing intent was fleeting, and Ouyang He's thunder vision collapsed at the touch of a button.
"how can that be?"
Ouyang He was shocked.
Clang clang!
But the sound of the piano did not stop, and every sound was accompanied by a bloody shock, but Ouyang He's vision was completely collapsed in an instant.
Young Master Wushuang's tune suddenly accelerated, and the sound of the piano burst out like a sword.
Pfft!
Ouyang He had blood holes all over his body, he vomited blood, and his body flew out, shattering a table on the spot.
As for himself, he couldn't even get up.
"One song kills without mercy, and the group of demons is wiped out."
Young Master Wushuang smiled and stopped slowly, the square in front of the hall was dead silent.
"continue."
Young Master Wushuang looked at the many sacred legends of Tiandao Sect, with a smile on his face, but the crowd couldn't breathe.
terrible!
It's really less than ten steps, and it's only one step away, but I can't step in.
"Fifteen steps seems to be too difficult, so let's take thirty steps. No matter who it is, as long as it is 30 steps closer, even if I lose, I can go up together if I really can't." Nie Wushuang said with a smile.
"This guy is too deceiving."
"It's crazy!"
"Bull me, there is no one in Tiandao Sect?"
"Matt, if you don't know the rhythm, I don't believe it."
How could the many saints of the Tiandao Sect ever be so underestimated by others, all of them were instantly enraged, and people kept appearing.
"Good come!"
Nie Wushuang laughed and continued to slaughter the Quartet.
His killing intent broke out completely, blood all over his body, and the sound of the piano exploded, making people shudder.
It didn't take long for them to win eight games in a row, and almost all of them lost.
After winning one more person, Nie Wushuang's piano sound reached an unrivaled state, and his ten fingers clapped heavily on the strings.
boom!
Many people were shocked and flew away before they appeared on the stage. Many people in the Tiandao Sect had their wine glasses shattered at the table, and terrifying killing intent roared in all directions.
Nie Wushuang smiled and said, "Who else?"
There was a shout, and the whole place was silent, and no one spoke.
"Ye Qingtian, aren't you coming?"
Wang Ziyue looked anxious, his right fist clenched tightly, looking extremely resentful.
On the side of Tiandao Sect, all eyes were involuntarily looking at Ye Qinghong, Bai Yizhou, Zhang Kui and the others.
They are the heads of the younger generation, and they all have inheritance exercises. If they are willing to take action, they will definitely not make Young Master Wushuang so arrogant.
But these few people had a deal with Nie Wushuang long ago, all the old gods were there, and it was none of their business, as if they were not saints of the Heavenly Dao Sect.
The crowd gritted their teeth angrily, but they were helpless.
This guy is too arrogant, no one can take care of him?
"Who's pretending... ah, who's playing the piano, Yemou also wants to hear it."
Whoosh!
At this moment, a sound of breaking the sky came, and a figure fell on the eaves outside the square.
The man had a smile on his face, a lazy expression, and a playful look at the corners of his mouth.