"I understand." Ye Chen nodded and could not help but look at the lower platform.
On the stage, Ji ningshuang still plays the string lightly, and the whole body is lingering in the jade haze. Under the divine color, it looks like a cold fairy, far beyond reach.
Taking his eyes away from Ji ningshuang, he looks at the opposite Yang Bin.
As he expected, Yang Bin stood there with tears in his eyes and a confused look. Maybe even he didn't know that the spirit sword in his hand had fallen off from his hand, and even the spirit tool with his head hanging had lost its luster.
I don't know when, Ji ningshuang stopped, but the song of jiuxiao is still lingering in the world.
Slowly, the three disciples woke up from the immersion and looked at the battle platform in horror.
"What kind of music is this? It's too evil."
"It feels like a dream."
"Why am I crying?"
"Nine you fairy song, this little Xuanling girl, is not simple!" In nothingness, Donghuang's heart is too long.
"The girl is going against the sky Below, Zhuge old man son sobbed a sound, still don't forget side head to see Bi you beside, "you lose to her, lose not unjustly, you are not in a level."
Biyou pursed her lips, but she was unwilling.
"Yu'er, do you know what it means to have someone out of people and have a heaven out of the sky now?" Shangguan home Shangguan Bo has a look at Shangguan yu'er.
Yeah! Shangguan yu'er nodded gently, and her eyes were full of shock.
On the high seat, Cheng Kun and others looked around at the direction of hengyuezong and Qingyun Zong, and gave a faint smile. "This is just a musical sound, which makes you fascinated, not to mention Frost's many other secrets."
Poof!
The four sides were astonished. Yang Bin, who stood stupidly on the battle platform, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood. The whole person was half kneeling on the ground. His face was as white as paper. The disordered breath was eliminated directly to the extreme.
The scene was filled with horror.
"This... The body of Xuanling is not so strong! It's the seventh true biography of Hengyue that he failed even one move. "
"That strange music of Qin is too evil."
"Look, I'll tell you! Just one round. " In nothingness, Donghuang is too lazy to lie on the chair. She also takes a look at the Fu cliff beside her body with great interest.
"She's still underestimated." Fu cliff sobbing stroked his beard.
"She gives hope of three unification." In the near future, there will be a rare smile in the future
Below, Yang Bin has been taken back to the seat of hengyuezong.
Yang Bin still looks pale, and some delirious, sometimes there will be two lines of tears across the cheek.
"The soul is wounded." Chu ling'er points out Yang Bin's eyebrows and helps Yang Bin get rid of the strange power lingering in his soul.
"Martial uncle's meaning, the music of Naji ningshuang's Qin is a secret skill for attacking the soul?" Situ Nan looks at Chu ling'er tentatively.
Chu ling'er gently nodded as he healed Yang Bin. "You are just a spectator. After listening to the music, you will lose your mind. What's more, Yang Bin, we should be glad that Naji ningshuang didn't scare her hands to death. Otherwise, a musical sound would be enough to let Yang Bin do all his accomplishments."
As soon as the words came out, situ Nan and others took a cold breath one after another.
On the other side, Ji ningshuang has returned to her seat under the attention of the public. She has never said a word from the beginning to the end. Her face is covered with plain yarn and her expression is indifferent. It seems that the disturbance of the world can not make her mood ripple.
"I don't know how likely I am to win against you." Looking at Ji ningshuang quietly, ye Chen's eyes light has become uncertain.
Ji ningshuang's strength is far beyond his expectation. Only his former lover can give him such pressure from his contemporaries. He has a feeling that these three big matches will surely meet in the battlefield.
"What's on your mind." On his side, Chu xuan'er put her jade hand on him.
"Nothing." Ye Chen smiles.
A piece of music, the audience is still in the air.
On the other side of hengyuezong, Nie Feng, the second zhenzhuan of zhenzhuan, has already got up, while Zhou Ao, the first disciple of Qingyun sect, also rises immediately. The next battle will be a fight between them.
Under the attention of the public, Zhou AO and Zhou Ao stood up. However, they did not see Nie Feng, but took a glance at Liu Yi who was still in his seat. As the first true biography of Qingyun, what Hengyue Zong could make him value was Liu Yi, the first true biography of Qingyun.
"Liu Yi is half dead. It seems that you are the one who supports the scene." With a smile, Zhou Ao moved his eyes to Nie Feng.
Nie Feng didn't say a word. He looked indifferent. He stood quietly on the battle platform, like a statue, but his breath was rising rapidly. His temperament was like a sword that was about to leave his body.
"You're far from it." Zhou Ao sneers, and his breath rises at the same time, and an abnormal domineering air has covered his whole body and condensed into a piece of armor."Congenital Qi." Seeing Zhou Ao's vigorous armor, Dong Huang couldn't help but look sideways. She said that she had a funny look at xuanchen on her side. "Xuanchen, this secret method, you're not unfamiliar with it!"
Hearing this, xuanchen sighed to himself, "he should be the descendant of Guanglong, the second disciple."
"At such an age, you can gather the vigorous Qi into armor. No wonder you can be the first true disciple of Qingyun." One side, Fu cliff leisurely stroked his beard.
Pound! Bang!
As the three men talk, the battle below has begun.
Nie Feng, who burst out of his peak momentum, is really like an out of body sword. His moves are fierce and incomparable.
Zhou Ao on the opposite side is more powerful and powerful. He also has a faint pressure on Nie Feng. His whole body is bright and his hand is even sharper.
Both of them were the true disciples of Qu Yizhi, the head of their sect. They both possessed many secret methods. From the beginning of the battle, the brilliant and mysterious magic light covered the whole battle platform and attracted the eyes of the four sides of the battle.
On the seat, ye Chen opened his eyes again, squinting slightly more than once, staring at Zhou Ao's vigorous armor.
"That strange armor is really not generally strong!" Ye Chen murmured, "elder martial brother Nie Feng's sword is unmatched, but he can only make sparks on the vigorous Qi armor every time."
"That's congenital vigorous Qi." On one side, Chu xuan'er seems to know ye Chen's doubts and says a long way.
"What's the secret of this secret method?" Ye Chen can't help but look at Chu xuan'er.
"this is a kind of occult inside and outside, and the so-called congenital Gang Qi is the energy from the beginning to the Yang, the energy of lifting the bone, the essence of taking force and Qi, which is very close to quenching, and the square becomes masculine." Chu xuan'er said slowly, "although congenital vigorous Qi is also Qi, it is far different from true Qi and spiritual power. It is more pure. It can protect the body by lifting Qi. It is the best secret method in defense of metaphysics. If we say that Zhou Ao's attack is not the strongest among the three disciples, his defense is recognized as the first. Naturally, Xuanling's body is not included."
"Master, you seem to know this innate vigorous Qi very well."
Chuxuan'er chuxuan'er said with a smile, "when I was traveling, I heard that the elder hermit had said one or two, just skin."
"Then you didn't try to practice?" Ye Chen smiles.
Chu xuan'er shook her head slightly. "Congenitally vigorous Qi is as strong as Yang, which is not consistent with my body. Moreover, this kind of secret method is the best for men to practice, and women are not allowed to use it, but will be injured."
"I see." Ye Chen said, looking at the battle platform again.