pound!

Clang! Clang!

The two of them moved east and west, one playing the piano and the other playing the piano. The meaning of the piano and the sound of the flute were invisible attacks, and they collided invisibly. The sound was sonorous and crisp, sparking bright sparks.

"retreat."

The spectators fled again.

Ji Hen's musical instrument is too strong, and Zi Jue's flute sound is also terrifying. Although the competition between the two melodies is hidden invisibly, it is extremely destructive. If you dare to step into that world arbitrarily, you will be hacked.

Turned into a puddle of meat.

Everyone is retreating, fearing the aftermath.

There were also those who retreated slowly, being chopped into pieces of flesh and bones by the music of the piano and the sound of the flute.

"Good boy."

Ghost Faced Yama exclaimed in his heart, astonished at Zhao Yun's state of mind. The music he played was actually changing slightly, gaining an advantage with every change, and had the ability to suppress the sound of the flute.

He could see that the elders watching the battle were also aware of it.

What more people are staring at is Zhao Yun's stone harp. It is truly worthy of the immortal family. Playing the harp with it will definitely be blessed with power. Look at the lingering immortal aura, which is indeed integrated into the sound and meaning of the harp.

What they saw was true.

The transformation of Zhao Yun's state of mind is the transformation of the Qin's meaning, which seems to have awakened the hidden spirit of Shi Qin, and unconsciously blessed the Qin's meaning with immortality. At this point, it seems more appropriate to call it Wushuang Immortal Song.

Hang a fairy character, and the music will be unstoppable.

"How is that possible?"

Zi Jue's eyes were once again filled with shock.

His long flute is also a relic of the Immortal family, and his flute music has been honed for many years. In addition to his Tianwu cultivation, he was unable to compete with a quasi-celestial Qin music in a battle with Pinyin Rhythm, which shocked him quite a bit.

Messy.

His mood was confused.

Because of his confusion, his flute sound lost some of its power.

On the other hand, when he looked back at the music, the power of the music increased sharply, and the invisible attacks were like invisible swords, destroying the dead and breaking the dead. The slashes made him stomp back, and the slashes caused his body-protecting essence to shatter inch by inch, and his Tianwu-level flesh was hit with a slash.

There were bloodstains, and the most uncomfortable thing was that Wuhun was also hacked out of the ravine.

"So domineering?"

The onlookers were extremely shocked, and there were also some Tongyin tuners among them, but they were all just having fun in their free time, or showing off at a party. After listening to Wushuang's music today, it was really eye-opening, and it was as good as the Tianwu realm.

The old Taoist Zi Jue was beaten to the point of retreat.

"Not enough, far from enough."

Ghost-faced Yama, who was also a spectator, said something deep.

Wushuangqu is very powerful and makes Zi Jue Lao Dao very embarrassed, but it is like destroying the Tianwu realm, and there is still a long way to go. Zi Jue Lao Dao is in the perfect Tianwu realm, and it is easy to defeat but difficult to kill.

"Give it to me...break it."

Old Taoist Zi Jue shouted violently. This roar resonated with the martial spirit. It was also an ancient sonic secret method. Moreover, it belonged to a forbidden method. Because of this roar, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

It is the backlash of using the forbidden method.

The sound of the piano was shaken away, and the meaning of the piano also disappeared.
Chapter completed!