Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

The sonorous and powerful voice cracked stones and flowed clouds.

Everyone just felt a little tingling.

This sound went straight to their Tianling Gai, as if it passed their ears, slipped around in their minds, and then went to the sky again.

Even those older and stronger men frowned slightly.

This movement is really astonishing!

It has been so for everyone.

Qiu Feng, who was in the formation, bore the brunt, and his experience was even worse.

Under the sound of Suona, he couldn't even hear the sound of what he was playing.

It's all that head-scratching movement.

It's completely out of routine.

There are many ways to learn from ordinary phonology.

But there is none like this suona.

Sound like a person.

Vigorously miracle.

Qiu Feng only felt that the piano environment he had worked so hard to build was collapsing uncontrollably at this moment.

"Don't try to win!"

A look of unwillingness flashed across Qiu Feng's face, and then cruelty flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.

Relying on past experience, he played wildly, trying to maintain his offensive.

As long as these spiritual powers are poured out, Lin Shan will no longer be able to play.

However, it has not waited for its actual implementation.

The suona's voice was extremely high-pitched.

With the forest mountain as the center, the surrounding space is full of waves.

Wherever the waves passed.

The piano realm and its spiritual power collapsed suddenly.

Qiu Feng is still frantically maintaining.

But this wave came sweeping like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

Wherever it went, everything collapsed.

On the ground, cracks spread, approaching Qiu Feng continuously.

And that artistic conception is already in pieces at this moment.

"No!"

Feeling the waves coming, Qiu Feng's expression changed suddenly.

Right now, he was about to get up.

But still a step behind.

Under the gaze of countless people.

Waves fell on Qiu Feng.

The next moment, his body was shaken violently.

Ding Ding Deng!

On the long piano, the strings were stretched one after another.

Qiu Feng's chest heaved violently, but he saw the veins on his forehead bulge, his throat rolled, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood abruptly.

The suona sound suddenly stopped.

At this moment, everyone has only one feeling.

The rain has stopped and the sky is clear.

Such a voice, really...

The lingering sound lingers in the head, endlessly for three days.

When everyone saw the situation on the field, many people fell silent again.

"What kind of musical instrument is this? How can it be so overbearing that even Qiu Feng's strings are stretched."

"It's not domineering, it's a hooligan. I've heard so many different musical instruments, but this is the only one I've never heard of. So, can it be considered a musical instrument?"

"The most important thing about the rhyme attack is to bring the opponent into the sound realm, which directly breaks the piano realm..., uh, it fits his image quite well."

Everyone was filled with emotion.

The location of the elders of the Five Elephant Sect.

"This kid has a future."

The elder of Yanyang Peak nodded in admiration:

"As expected of my Yanyang Peak disciple."

As soon as the words fell, the Elder Bishuifeng said:

"It's okay to have a bit of face, but in front of so many people, if you say no to it, it's too much."

Seeing that the other party didn't take it seriously, the elder of Bishui Peak glanced at Lu Changzhi who was not far away, and threatened:

"Believe it or not, after you go back, go and ask Fengzhu Lu to go to your Yanyang Peak again."

"Maybe even your precious apprentice can be poached by other peaks."

"day."

When the elders of Yanyang Peak heard the words, their complexion changed greatly:

"Cheng Yun, how can you be so dirty, an old bastard!"

Cheng Yun heard this, with a smile on his face:

"Just say whether you want to let him go or not."

When the two confronted each other, the other Bishuifeng elders looked at Lin Shan and nodded with satisfaction.

This is just the prelude to the song of collapse.

Seeing Lin Shan's exhausted appearance at this moment, it seems that the ancestor's precepts of the sect have not been forgotten.

Over the sky.

Zhou Chang's eyes stayed on Lin Shan for a moment, and then he looked at the suona in his hand.

"Do you plan to bring him back to the Holy Land?"

The elder on the side asked aloud.

"No need."

Qin Jiuxiao shook his head lightly:

"Winning with sound is just heresy, it won't achieve anything, and there is no need to waste effort."

Hearing this, the elder nodded.

Qin Jiuxiao's melody is extremely talented, so what he said naturally makes sense.

........

The contest between Lin Shan and Qiu Feng successfully attracted a lot of attention.

And Qiu Feng's defeat also brought a lot of soul power to Lin Shan.

After this discussion, many people's eyes moved slightly.

Now that Lin Shan is in such a state, he should be at the end of his battle.

It is a good opportunity to take advantage of it.

However, before they could take any action, many disciples of Wuxiang Sect surrounded the lotus platform where Lin Shan was located to prevent outsiders from approaching.

The lotus platform where Lin Shan was located finally calmed down after witnessing the defeat of a large number of Qingyang Sect disciples.

But for the rest of the field, there is no sign that it will be quiet at all.

"Striving instead of using it, if this continues, the accumulated soul power will only increase."

Chen Miao glanced across the field, and finally stopped for a moment at Yuntian Holy Land and Hualingzong.

Afterwards, he voiced:

"Let the disciples not participate in the competition."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head slightly, and said in his heart:

"Using the descendants of the Eastern Territory to gain the face of your Hua Lingzong is a good idea."

After so long, Qin Jiuxiao, who is the most important person in this event, has not left to participate.

That in itself says something.

Coupled with this form on the court today.

Some things are enough to see the clues.

.......

"almost."

Qin Jiuxiao opened his eyes and looked down.

What Zhou Chang taught him just now, now he has mastered it.

It wasn't very difficult, he was confident enough to take away the lotus pond of the Divine Music of the Flower Spirit Sect.

But, here it goes...

His gaze turned to Liu Qingyan, whose expression moved slightly.

Afterwards, Liu Qingyan took a light breath, seemed to have made a decision, and said to the master of the Hualing Sect:

"Master, the Changqin left by the ancestor earlier, but you plan to give it to Mr. Qin?"

Hearing this, the Master of Hualing Sect's expression changed slightly, and he responded:

"Qingyan, Zongmen has no such plan."

"This Hualingqin was left by the ancestor of the Chuangzong. It has great significance to our Hualingzong, and its function is far from being as simple as it seems. Such a thing will not be given to outsiders, but don't worry, Zongmen has prepared other things for him, enough to show sincerity."

Hearing this, Liu Qingyan hesitated, and said:

"It turns out that Master still regards Mr. Qin as an outsider."

The head of the Hualing Sect was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"You girl, you already care so much about your address before this matter is agreed upon."

Liu Qingyan lowered her head slightly,

"Qing Yan is also working hard for the future of the sect."

After a pause, Liu Qingyan tentatively said:

"Young Master Qin asked me about the Hua Lingqin. I must be very interested in it. Why don't you just lend it to him for a while?"

"Just borrow, there will be no problem."