The golden swords and iron horses transformed by sound waves and the ugly baby transformed by the necklaces are culled together, and the battle is difficult to distinguish.
The cold light kept flashing in the Witch King's eyes. He didn't expect that the Chinese warrior could actually stop Gumantong, who had been sacrificed for fifty years!
And he used a sonic attack that he had never seen before.
This ancient Chinese martial artist is obviously better than the first ancient martial artist to take action just now.
After roughly judging Shang Bohuai's strength, the Witch King activated his magic power, and the dead energy on the necklace instantly became several times stronger, covering the entire competition venue, and transforming more ferocious and terrifying babies from it.
Shang Bohuai's sword eyebrows were tightened and his hands were playing. The strings on the erhu were trembling so that human eyes and cameras could no longer capture them. With such a high frequency, the power of the sound waves increased several times, and he took over the Gumantong formation driven by the Witch King without any pressure.
"Dad, come on!" Yaoyao and Qinqin in the seat put their hands beside their mouths to make loudspeakers, cheering Shang Bohuai.
This was the first time Shang Bohuai heard Yaoyao Qinqin call him father, and he couldn't help but feel energetic and used the method of sound killing to a higher level than usual.
The Gumantong formation was defeated by the sound waves. The Witch King frowned and took out a small golden bell from his arms. After injecting mana, he shook it gently. A ringtone that only Shang Bohuai could hear passed through the heavy sound waves and penetrated into Shang Bohuai's ears.
Shang Bohuai groaned, and two blood flowed out of his nose. He felt like he was hit hard in his mind. He became dazed and the sound of the piano became chaotic.
Embarrassment!
This is one of the top-level surrender techniques of the Nanyang surrender master. The Witch King uses the Golden Bell magic weapon to perform the surrender, which is much stronger than the ordinary surrender method. Even Shang Bohuai, who is good at sound killing, was hit.
The ringtone entered his ears, causing internal injuries. Shang Bohuai's sound killing method suddenly dropped, and in an instant, several Gumantongs rushed towards him.
There was a burst of exclamation at the scene.
Seeing several Gumantongs approaching, Shang Bohuai grinned and popped out three sound waves, killing these Gumantongs into several balls of dead energy and dissipated into invisible.
bell!
The Witch King shook the golden bell again, and Shang Bohuai smiled contemptuously: "Nanyang sound kills, show off his awesomeness!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Bohuai held the ringtone that affected his mind, and his whole posture changed, from standing to sitting on an air stool, putting the erhu on one of the thighs that were mounted horizontally, and his hands were playing very fast to pluck the strings. The sound of the zither changed. Shang Bohuai actually used the strongest sound killing technique that could only be used during his peak period - "The Great River Flows East"!
For a moment, the entire Shanhaiguan was filled with the sound of the surging piano that was surging like a river tide. Countless audiences were immersed in it and were amazed at the Chinese martial arts, which was like art!
A magnificent picture appears in everyone's mind - the river flows eastward, the waves sway over the shore, the rocks penetrate the sky, and thousands of snow are rolled up!
Countless sound waves like snow-streaming swept towards the Witch King. Before the Witch King could take out his life-saving magic weapon, the skull necklace in his hand was broken, and more than a dozen skulls were turned into powder.
As for the golden bell on the other hand, it was also unavoidable, with several cracks appearing and being destroyed on the spot.
The witch king's magic power was exhausted and he was retaliated by the death energy. He knelt on the field and screamed. He kept scratching his body with both hands, but he could not stop the strong death energy from eroding his flesh and blood.
After a while, the Witch King turned into a mummy and died in front of the whole world.
Shang Bohuai swallowed the blood that was about to be spit out. He didn't want his wife and daughter who were watching the game to see the tragic situation of his vomiting blood.
"Okay!" The Chinese audience in the seat applauded, cheered and ecstatic.
Western audiences looked ugly, they had lost two games in a row.
Shang Bohuai walked back to his seat as usual, and Lianshan Atractylodes immediately came over to stabilize his injuries.
After the witch king's body was carried down, the third battle began.
"The Chinese master of practice Yin Chonghua, against the Nanyang master Luang Po, please come on the court!"
After the host introduced the two, he realized that the two women who came up had a very strong yin energy, which made him shudder.
Among them, Yin Chonghua has the most yin energy. Although she has a very beautiful appearance and is extremely charming, the host dared not look at her more and quickly slipped out.
Luang Po is actually from Xiangdao. By chance, he practiced the art of surrendering with an extremely powerful surrender master. After learning it, he moved to Nanyang and dominated the country. His cultivation level was even more profound than that of the Witch King.
"I have asked someone to ask about the women with extremely yin constitutions in Xiangdao, one of them is Chu Qingqiu, the wife of Xiang's family. I wonder what Miss Yin and Chu Qingqiu have to do with each other?" Luang Po asked with interest while slowly taking off the amulet on his neck.
Yin Chonghua didn't expect that Luang Po actually knew Chu Qingqiu.
Although she is the dominant body now, her face is still very similar to Chu Qingqiu, so she was recognized by Luang Po.
However, Yin Chonghua was too lazy to explain a word. Her five fingers with her right hand were put together, and the rich yin energy lingered around her fingertips. The Xuanyin Soul-Devouring Claw immediately appeared!
Seeing that Yin Chonghua's attack was so fierce, and as a practitioner, he did not cast spells at a distance, but fought in close combat. Fortunately, the god told her that Yin Chonghua was one of the two or three most difficult people among Chinese masters. Therefore, he was mentally prepared and calmly stimulated the power of one of the amulets. A tiny ghost with black body jumped out of the amulet and stabbed Yin Chonghua with a steel fork in his hand.
Shang Bohuai just said that the Witch King used sonic attacks in front of him, which was a show of his avatar, and now Luang Po is more in line with this term!
Her amulet sealed the little ghost who had been fed for decades. This little ghost is not only powerful, but also good at soul attacks. He shot out a long tongue, and specifically sucked the three souls and seven spirits of ordinary people.
But Yin Chonghua is not an ordinary person? She specializes in cultivating souls and Yin Souls. She is recognized as a soul-controlling master by Chinese practitioners eight hundred years ago!
Although his cultivation has fallen to the foundation-building stage, Yin Chonghua is equivalent to a killing knife against a mere Nanyang Jiangtou Master who raises ghosts with a side sect.
Seeing the little ghost jump out of the amulet, Yin Chonghua snorted disdainfully, pinched a magic trick with his left hand, and a yin energy hit the little ghost. He used Xuanyin Soul-Devouring Claw with his right hand and grabbed it to Long Po's shoulder.
Luang Po originally thought that Yin Chonghua was careless and did not take the little kid she raised seriously, but the next scene shocked Luang Po!
The magic tricks produced by Yin Chonghua not only worked, but also had an effect that Luang Po could not believe.
She was fed a little ghost with a stranger for decades, but was beaten to ashes by a small yin energy!
In shock, Luang Po raised the amulet to block Yin Chonghua's five fingers and shouted: "My amulet has been dedicated to the yin cultivation of you for decades. Don't try to show off your ability in front of you!"
"Noisy!" Yin Chonghua bent his five fingers and grabbed the amulet. The Yin Qi was released. With a click, Luang Po's life-saving magic weapon was instantly crushed!