Chapter nine hundred and eighteenth applause and broken flute
The battle between the two parties was about to break out. The three brothers of the Yin family, who were originally the protagonists of the incident, became bystanders. Yin Da's face was a little gloomy, and his eyes were shining as he looked at the two sides in the fierce battle. And Yin Er and
Yin San stood next to Yin Da with a gloomy look on his face. There was also a shop waiter lying motionless in the street, but he didn't know whether he was really seriously injured or pretending to be so. In short, no one dared to go up.
View before.
All the disciples of Cangqiong Sect were eager to step forward, but when they saw the Taoist priest's extremely majestic energy gushing out from his sleeves, their expressions couldn't help but change. When their eyes fell on Ling Tianyun and Ling Tianyun again,
When Ye Yinfeng came to the body, they realized that the fighting power displayed by the two younger boys was far beyond what they could compete with. Besides, Yu Zhanzi was the law enforcement elder of Cangqiong Sect, and it was impossible for them to intervene.
, elders naturally have the dignity of elders.
Then, the disciples of the Cangqiong Sect turned their attention to the three brothers of the Yin family. Seeing the sudden scene just now, they themselves did not know whether the three brothers of the Yin family of the zombie exorcism clan were enemies or friends. And even if they wanted to
Facing the three Yin brothers once again, it was obviously embarrassing given their strength. Finally, they turned their attention to the waiter lying motionless on the street, their eyes filled with evil intentions.
The way forward was blocked by two pairs in a fierce fight. The three brothers of the Yin family could only watch and wait. From time to time, they looked at the battle between the Taoist priest and the genius disciple Zhuo Qingchen of the Cangqiong Sect, and from time to time they looked at the two pairs.
The battle between the young boy and the Cangqiong Sect Yu Zhanzi caused them to reach a stalemate. They were unable to move forward, let alone retreat. This dilemma made them very helpless. No one knew what was going on in Yin Da's heart.
What do you think? I can't even figure out Yin 2 and Yin 3.
The sword in Ling Tianyun's hand struck out with sharp sword light and slashed towards the blue waves of the sword energy. With the move of the sword going straight forward, the sharp and fierce sword energy was like the hot sunshine in the blue waves, exploding.
At the same time, the iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand rolled up, and wisps of sword energy formed into threads and shot wildly towards Yu Zhanzi's body. The two of them cooperated one by one Yangrou.
Wu Jian, his momentum is no less than that of Yu Zhanzi, who is highly cultivated.
The sword light condensed and turned again, and the rippling blue sword light set off a momentum like a huge wave of several feet. The blue abyss sword in Yu Zhanzi's hand was like a thunderous wave crashing and roaring into the sky. His eyes were slightly condensed, and his breath was long and long.
When the sword stabbed horizontally, it blocked Ling Tianyun's sword power and Ye Yinfeng's sword awn. He stood in the wind, his posture was as graceful as bamboo, like a master of swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship was profound and unpredictable.
The true energy is as majestic as the sea, and as the law enforcement elder of Cangqiong Sect, he must have extraordinary cultivation.
"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng" were heard in clear and crisp sounds, and the three figures suddenly staggered apart. Ling Tianyun raised the sword in his hand and his momentum increased instead of decreasing. His majestic figure was like a tiger descending from the mountain. And Ye Yinfeng
The footwork is light and the movement is like a breeze blowing by. The silhouette of the figure and the sword make a "swish" sound. Each sword is condensed with the pure and soft Taiqing Qi, and the sword light shines with a faint light.
Get up at night.
The sword in Yu Zhanzi's hand blocked Ling Tianyun's fearless sword as soon as he raised it. However, he did not look back and turned the sword, and the huge waves set off and went straight towards Ye Yinfeng. In the vast night, three figures appeared
Interlaced like swift shadows, the dazzling sword light condensed with pure fierceness, the elegant sword energy was as soft as water, and the blue waves that set off like huge waves came with overwhelming energy.
Seeing that the long battle was in vain, Ye Yinfeng frowned slightly. He quickly stepped on the "Seven Stars Chasing the Moon Footwork" and turned into wisps of shadow iron swords. The faint light appeared and stabbed at Yu Zhanzi. One after another.
The figure was filled with a cold chill, and the dark sword aura contained a life-threatening danger. Ling Tianyun saw that Ye Yinfeng had raised his aura, and the attack speed of the sword in his hand also accelerated. Both of them had one thought in their hearts, that is
Defeat the enemy quickly.
When Yu Zhanzi saw this, his face became solemn, and the Biyuan Sword reversed and spun, turning the blue waves into water drops all over the sky, and his body spun as fast as lightning. The green sword energy rose into the sky, and huge waves turned into
There was a green air curtain, which condensed with even more shocking power and went in all directions. When the long sword pointed, a drop of green jade-like water suddenly exploded, and the sword energy suddenly let out a "hissing" sound.
With a hissing sound that broke through the air, the air curtain closed, and a sudden collapse of momentum appeared.
The expressions of Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng changed. They simultaneously felt that the encircling sword energy contained huge destructive power. They kept urging the true energy in their Dantian to surge towards the weapons in their hands.
.The Biyuan Sword has laid out a blue sky and earth net, and the violent destructive power is condensed in the air curtain. The fierce sword intention surges out from the sword energy, which is the sword intention of Yu Zhanzi,
The majestic sea is irresistible.
The sword light was as faint as silk, and Ye Yinfeng's pupils shrank slightly. He felt as if he was in a turbulent space, and all the sword energy coming out of his iron sword was absorbed by the water-green curtain of energy that turned into beads.
Being restrained, the sword energy wanted to penetrate through the air curtain, but it seemed that there was an invisible force that resisted the sword energy. And the air curtain became smaller and smaller, heading towards him.
Comes enveloped.
The sword light in Ling Tianyun's hand swelled up, and he raised the sword and struck the air barrier quickly and violently several times. The unparalleled force of the sword light seemed to strike cotton without making any sound. And that sword made no sound at all.
As the long sword in Yu Zhanzi's hand was raised and swung, he clearly felt that the power of the air curtain laid down by Yu Zhanzi was getting stronger and stronger, and it was coming to surround him. After several sword strikes, the air curtain
But he didn't move at all, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.
The long sword in the hand of Yu Zhanzi, who was between Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng, swayed with layers of air curtains. The sword light that turned into beads and turned into air tore the night apart, and the only thing between heaven and earth was the "hissing"
The roaring sword energy enveloped the net. The blue billowing sword energy was as deep as the abyss, and even gods turned into smoke. At this time, Yu Zhanzi was like the god general in charge of heavenly punishment, and the sword light turned into a prison.
, the sword intent turned into infinite terror and locked the two of them.
The sinister death aura spread out, and the sword auras intertwined together, turning into a trap that could not be penetrated. At this time, Yu Zhanzi's body was full of murderous intent, and his eyes were as sharp as a blazing body.
Like electricity, the terrifying sword energy surging out of the sword in his hand became more and more dense. The air curtain transformed by the sword light contained the power of destroying the sky and became smaller and smaller. The "hissing" sword light and the sound of delivery in the night became more and more intense.
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"Boom", there was a loud sound in Ling Tianyun's dantian, his eyes were like lightning, he was running the Nine Yang Qi in his body crazily, and the three blazing fireballs in his dantian exploded like an explosion, emitting a dazzling light.
Pure Yang-like Qi roared up. The sword glowed with several dazzling lights. His body sank slightly, and he stepped forward. He raised the sword with both hands high, and the sword suddenly glowed like lightning.
There was a tremor, and then Ling Tianyun raised the sword and struck it down fiercely at Yu Zhan who was wielding the long sword.
The Taiqing Qi in Ye Yinfeng's body surged like a rushing river, and the three nebulae in his Dantian shot out thousands of stars. He completely relaxed his nerves. The more urgent the moment, the more calm he needed to be. The Lingtai began to become more and more calm.
After becoming clear and clear, he looked coldly at the cage of sword intent, and another image of himself emerged in his mind. In the boundless chaos, he saw the sword cage that enveloped him.
There was a faint gap in the mind cage. Although the gap could not be seen with the naked eye, through his spiritual consciousness, he still discovered this almost non-existent flaw.
Using the 'Seven Stars Chasing the Moon Footwork', Ye Yinfeng's body suddenly turned into a wisp of ghostly wind. It wasn't that he didn't exist, but that his movement was too fast, so he could only be seen.
Shadow. Suddenly, the iron sword made a loud sword sound, and Ye Yinfeng's body began to become distorted. The iron sword in his hand condensed the starlight spurting out from his dantian towards the sword's cage.
One stab.
The endless sword intent turned into a cage like a heaven and earth net and tightened. The long sword like a blue light was like an immortal sword in the hands of Yu Zhanzi. When he waved it, it was like a heaven and earth. Yu Zhanzi
Zhan Zi was very confident that no one could escape from the cage under his Biyuan Sword, and no one could escape from the will of his sword. He waved his long sword and stepped onto the waves, as if strolling in a garden.
General.
The dragnet woven by the sword energy began to slowly tighten. He seemed to see a trace of panic in the eyes of the two teenagers. The corners of his mouth raised slightly. In response to this desperate expression and panic gaze,
He enjoyed it very much. He didn't know how many times he had enjoyed this scene. He was the hunter, and the person trapped in the cage was his prey. He liked to watch the fight between trapped animals in his cage.
, any ferocious beast can escape extremely well.
The fortune-telling Taoist priest blocked every attack of Zhuo Qingchen with great ease. He swung his body like a horse watching flowers and swung his long sleeves at will to counterattack the jade flute that Zhuo Qingchen had attacked. There were even more at his feet.
Walking with a ghost-like footwork, Zhuo Qingchen tried his best. The jade flute sometimes turned into a sword and stabbed, sometimes turned into a knife and slashed, but was blocked by the fortune-teller Taoist priest with a swing of his long sleeves.
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With a "chirp", Zhuo Qingchen turned around and retreated. He held the jade flute under his lips, and a sharp and harsh sound came from the jade flute. The sound waves rolled like waves towards the fortune-telling Taoist priest.
Go, but the Taoist priest was turning his body around casually and comfortably. He took out his slender palms from his wide sleeves, "Pap, Pap, Pap," and he clapped his palms several times in a row.
The sound turned into a sharp energy and went towards the sound wave of the jade flute, and soon the applause drowned out the sound of the flute.
The fortune-telling Taoist priest was relaxed and comfortable, but Zhuo Qingchen was anxious. He did not expect that the Taoist priest would use this method to break his flute attack. Often the simpler the method, the more effective it is. Applause is also a kind of sound wave.
The attack method was simple and direct, which hit him hard. He concentrated on his luck, and the flute played again, but there was the sound of waves crashing on the shore, and the waves raised several lines of white foam, and as the waves crashed,
It became more and more urgent, and the sound of the flute became louder.
The fortune teller had a relaxed look on his face. His palms became more rapid as the flute played. The sound of the waves was as rapid as thunder, while the applause was like the sound of a golden drum. Applause
Intertwined with the flute, everyone's ears felt that sometimes the waves crashed on the shore and set off huge waves, and sometimes the beating of golden drums attracted thousands of troops and horses.
It is as majestic as the waves and has a magnificent scene like the turbulent waves.
For a moment, the fortune teller's applause and the sound of the flute drowned each other. Sometimes the applause was loud, sometimes the sound of the flute was sharp. The two had a long stalemate and finally came to an end. Zhuo Qingchen's face showed a trace of tiredness, and his forehead was even more...
A thin layer of sweat broke out, his hands holding the flute trembled slightly, and his lips were almost white. However, the Taoist priest had a calm and calm posture, and he waved his long sleeves comfortably.
The strength of the enemy was immediately clear. The Taoist priest obviously used the simplest and most direct method to crack Zhuo Qingchen's sonic power.
"Who are you? There are very few people who can crack the 'Blue Sea Tide Song'. Even this person from the four ancient martial arts sects cannot do it so easily." Zhuo Qingchen asked with a strong sense of unwillingness.