When Mr. Wushuang showed his sharpness, Lin Yun on the cliff also practiced Wan Jianyi to the level of incomprehension.
Above the realm of transformation, it is meticulous and meticulous.
Rush!
On the flat ground of the cliff of Thoughts, Lin Yun's thoughts moved slightly, and thirteen figures popped out of his body.
Almost instantly, a circle without any flaws was completely formed.
Unlike in the past, this circle contains the majestic sword intent, and dozens of different visions are superimposed on it.
clang clang clang!
When Lin Yun was about to set off his sword, the entire Siguo Cliff was shrouded in his sword intent.
Waiting for a sword to stab, a little firefly light at the tip of the sword, bursting out like life.
Bang!
On weekdays, the air around the world cracks into many fragments like a mirror, which is extremely terrifying at first glance.
"This is another trick."
Bai Xiao frowned outside the cliff. I have to say that Ye Qingtian is really a swordsman.
These days, the other party has been practicing Wanjianyi, improving rapidly, and the speed of his sword is getting faster and faster.
Until now, it is completely a state where the sword moves with your heart, and before it even moves, the artistic conception makes people creepy.
"Wuchen Palace."
Lin Yun took his sword and walked over. When he heard the sound of the piano, he looked up and knew that it was coming from the direction of Wuchen Palace.
"Has the banquet started?" Lin Yun murmured to himself.
"What's wrong?"
Bai Xiao cleaned up the shock in his heart and smiled and said, "You don't really think you are a burial flower dam, don't 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 competing with Hua Hua Gong, or am I not worthy of fighting with Mr. Wushuang?"
Bai Shuang was a little stunned. He was surprised to find that Lin Yun today seemed to be much more transparent than before, and a sharp edge condensed between his eyebrows.
He was actually suppressed in his momentum, and after a while, he said, "I don't deserve it."
Lin Yun did not argue with him and said, "Brother Bai, you once said that I could go out, so you wouldn't stop me, right?"
Bai Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, not knowing what the other party was going to have to bite the bullet and said, "I have only said that if the young master cultivating Huahua would definitely not be able to trap him in this Youlan Sword Formation."
Lin Yun continued: "Have you said it?"
"Forget it, let's say it." Bai Xiao said guiltily.
Lin Yun sighed, then smiled and said, "Actually, I have been hesitating whether to go out. In fact, I still have no answer now. There are some things in this world that cannot be cut off with one sword."
Bai Xiao said, "Then don't go out."
He is a little weak now. He did say that Lin Yun would not stop him from going out, but Lin Yun was really leaving, that was his responsibility.
Lin Yun seemed to have not heard it, and his smile gradually calmed down and he said coldly: "I didn't understand whether he should go out, but there is one thing that I understand the more I think about. What a shitty young master Wushuang, he really doesn't deserve it!!"
Click!
Bai Xiao's face changed slightly, and he was surprised. The orchids growing in nothingness were constantly withering one after another.
...
"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, but all of you, just go one by one!
"I'll do it."
When the people of the Tiandao Sect were filled with righteous indignation, a lightning flashed. 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 in the Dragon List. He was proficient in the thunder path and his cultivation was unfathomable. He had practiced the four-yuan Nirvana very early.
Now that the cultivation level has reached the level of five-enterprise Nirvana, the realm seems not high, but the Nirvana aura is extremely terrifying.
He is a famous ruthless man from the Tiandao Sect, and many saints of the Seven-Yuan Nirvana are extremely afraid of him.
"Are you sure? I'm afraid that you will accidentally hurt you with this level of cultivation." Mr. Wushuang said with a "kind" smile.
"Isn't qualified? Haha, that's enough."
Ouyang He smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then suddenly opened his hand, and a thunder storm broke out in his palm.
Bang!
This lightning turned into lightning, which was thousands of feet long, and went straight into the sky to illuminate the square in front of the palace.
"Sixth-grade Thunder Will!"
Everyone's expressions were slightly shocked, and they instantly realized that they knew where Ouyang He's confidence was.
Mr. Wushuang shook his head and smiled and said, "If you can make ten steps ahead of me, I will lose."
Everyone's eyes flashed. This guy was too arrogant.
Ten steps forward to you?
Even if you are Mr. Wushuang and come from the Shenle Family, you are not so strong.
"I think so much!"
Ouyang He's face was slightly dark. He suddenly started to walk wildly, and a thunderous pressure filled his way, as if the sky had changed.
In the square in front of Wuchen Palace, the wind was howling and thunder exploded.
Nie Wushuang's expression was indifferent, and his ten fingers plucked the strings. His piano sound was also a blast, like thunder thunder on the ground.
The sound of thunder actually suppressed Ouyang He's thunder pressure.
Not finished yet!
Nie Wushuang closed his eyes directly and played an extremely rare ancient song, killing him without mercy!
Rumble!
There was another thunder sound explosion in the square in front of the hall, but Ouyang He kept pushing over, and everyone was surprised to find it.
Ouyang He was bathed in lightning all over his body, and even the clouds in the sky were affected by him, and he continued to release terrible lightning.
"It's worthy of being Ouyang He. Although his cultivation is not high, his martial arts will is rare among his peers."
Everyone looked at Ouyang He who was approaching and saw the true strength of this saint. The Tiandao Sect would definitely avenge his previous shame.
Because in the eyes of everyone, Ouyang He was indeed pressing step by step, and was not blocked by the qinyin of Mr. Wushuang.
Ouyang He continued to approach the other party, and he condensed his handprints and activated some kind of exercise.
With the blessing of Nirvana, the thunder vision became even more terrifying, and the power of thunder that moved between heaven and earth.
It condensed into countless purple airflows, rumbling, and these airflows were like evil dragons, and they shouted angrily as Ouyang He approached.
Mr. Wushuang seemed to have not noticed it, and his eyes were still closed and his ten fingers were twisting the strings.
The sound of the piano is like thunder, sonorous and powerful.
But everyone did not notice that a white cold air overflowed slightly at the tip of his fingertips of the piano.
The invisible murderous intent is accumulating wildly, like a volcano is about to gush.
"Ouyang He stopped!"
Suddenly, everyone was surprised to find that Ouyang He could not make any progress after he advanced ten steps.
His unstoppable momentum seemed to have encountered an invisible obstacle beyond these ten steps.
Whether it was the thunder vision or his own aura, they were blocked.
The two forces were fighting wildly, and the sound of the thunder explosion became more and more amazing, and the square in front of the hall was suddenly shrouded in a terrifying aura.
The Holy Disciple of the Shendao Pavilion sneered, and the Tiandao Sect was surprised. Is this Nie Wushuang’s confidence?
Ouyang He frowned slightly. The thunder vision he activated with his secret technique was actually blocked by the other party.
I was going to do my best to crush the other party directly and forcibly interrupt the other party's piano sound.
At that time, no matter what wins and loses, at least Mr. Wushuang will lose face.
He could severely defeat the opponent's arrogance, but now he can't catch it for a long time. The sound of the piano is as magical as it is even more terrifying than his thunder pressure.
call out!
At this moment, Mr. Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes. He looked like a Bodhisattva in hell, lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly. Damn the evil ghosts surrendered.
He played the finger, and the strings trembled, and the sound of the piano broke through the mad clouds in the sky, causing the ten-mile thunder cloud to crack a ferocious gap.
A golden sunlight fell, and at the same time, his fingertips colliding with the strings burst out with a bloody fog.
boom!
The blood-colored terrifying geese, which was purely composed of murderous intent, flashed in a flash, and Ouyang He's thunder vision collapsed at the touch.
"How is this... possible?"
Ouyang He was shocked.
clang clang clang!
But the sound of the piano was not stopped, and each sound was accompanied by a blood-colored terrifying geek, but in a moment Ouyang He's vision was completely collapsed.
The tune of Mr. Wushuang suddenly accelerated, and the sound of the piano burst out like a sword and a weapon.
Puchi!
Ouyang He had many blood holes on his body, spitting blood in his mouth, and his body flew out directly, shattering a table on the spot.
As for him, he couldn't even get up.
"A song of killing will be merciless, and the demons will be killed and exterminated."
Mr. Wushuang smiled and stopped slowly, and the square in front of the hall was silent.
"continue."
Mr. Wushuang looked at the many holy legends of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and his smile on his face made everyone breathless.
Too scary!
I really didn't walk ten steps, and I was only one step away, but I just couldn't step in.
"Fifteen steps seem too difficult, so thirty steps. No matter who you are, as long as you get close to the next thirty steps, even if I lose, it's okay to go together." Nie Wushuang said with a smile.
"This guy is too bullying."
"It's so crazy!"
"There is no one in Tiandao Sect that bullies me?"
"Ma Dan, don't you understand some music, I don't believe it."
Many saints of the Heavenly Dao Sect have never been underestimated so much. They are all suddenly angry and people are constantly appearing.
"Good come!"
Nie Wushuang laughed and continued to kill all directions. One song was killed without mercy and no one could stop him.
His murderous intent completely exploded, his body was covered in blood, and the sound of the piano exploded and made people shudder.
Almost not long after, they won eight games in a row and almost all of them were defeated.
After defeating another person, Nie Wushuang's piano sound reached an unrivaled state, and his ten fingers were beating heavily on the strings.
Bang!
Many people were shocked before they even appeared. Many people on the Tiandao Sect’s tables were broken and their wine glasses were shattered, and their terrifying murderous intent roared wildly in all directions.
Nie Wushuang smiled and said, "Who else?"
With a shout, there was no one talking in the world.
"Ye Qingtian, aren't you here?"
Prince Yue showed an anxious look on his face, and his right fist was clenched, looking extremely angry.
The Tiandao Sect, all of them looked at Ye Qinghong, Bai Yizhou, Zhang Kui and others involuntarily.
They are the young people who are all in the past. If they are willing to take action, they will definitely not be so arrogant as Mr. Wushuang.
But these people had a deal with Nie Wushuang, and they were all old gods, and they had nothing to do with them, as if they were not a saint of the Tiandao Sect.
Everyone was so angry that they gritted their teeth, but they were helpless.
This guy is too arrogant, will no one be able to control him?
"Who is pretending...ah, who is playing the piano, Ye wants to hear it too."
Huh!
At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air came, and a figure fell on the eaves outside the square.
The man had a smile on his face, a lazy look, and a playful look on the corner of his mouth.