The sound of the guzheng is rapid and powerful, as if it is swept by a storm, giving people a sense of crisis that is about to come.

Qiang –

A melodious roar sounded, as if countless swords were unsheathed, and the killing intent was amazing.

The white-haired woman's slender ten fingers moved rapidly, and the sword killing intent hidden in the music became stronger and stronger.

The golden spear in the hand of the golden armor man stabbed out again, the barrel of the gun was soft and domineering, like a willow in the wind and rain, moving with the wind, but there was no trace to be found.

Nan Bodhisattva's expression became extremely solemn, and above his hands, a strong internal force was entangled, like countless poisonous snakes, revealing snake letters, domineering and incomparable.

- Stack Thunder Kill!

Suddenly.

The power above the hands burst out, like a raging flood, rushing into the void, the fierce power is like the layers of tides in the ocean, more and more rapid, in the terrifying power, the low roar continues to sound, like the rolling thunder in the summer, which may tear the void at any time, sweep down, and bombard the living beings.

Bang –

Bang –

……

The golden spear is like a sailboat in the ocean, constantly jolting, and the swept internal force continues to sweep and drown the golden armor people.

The body of the golden-armored man couldn't help but fall backwards.

The white-haired woman's hands were stunned.

The sound of the guzheng suddenly stopped, and the hall returned to calm.

The gold-armored man stood still.

With guns in both hands, the cold light in his eyes revealed and he slowly took a step forward.

Qiang –

A short, powerful voice rang out.

The body of the Southern Bodhisattva stood still, his expression was full of solemnity, the killing intent in his eyes was incomparably strong, and the powerful internal force on his body was like a swimming dragon, swimming.

The Golden Armor took another step.

Qiang –

The sound of the guzheng sounded again, short and powerful.

"Kill—"

The golden-armored man let out a roar of rage, and his body rushed out quickly, and the golden spear in his hand whipped down from top to bottom.

Qiang Qiang Qiang –

The sound of the continuous guzheng sounded, as if the water of the surging river was rolling away, and like the big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, the crisp sound sounded continuously.

The spear that fell heavily smashed on Nan Bodhisattva's shoulder blade, and the sound of broken bones rang out clearly.

As soon as the body moved, Nan Bodhisattva's body suddenly rushed forward, and a fierce punch smashed on the chest of the golden armor man, and the domineering force made it clear that the golden armor was dented.

The sound of the guzheng has changed again.

It seemed to be the rapid sound of a silver bottle bursting through the slurry.

The gold-armored man changed his attack again, quickly and swiftly, and a shot stabbed straight out.

Nan Bodhisattva's expression changed in shock.

In the body, the majestic internal force swept out, and the huge and incomparable phantom behind him reappeared, this time it was incomparably solid, as if it was real, the hands were flying, making complex handprints, strong, low and depressed power continued to derive, as if the beast was gradually waking up, and it seemed to be the demon god in hell exerting power.

- Lightning Slash.

The hands were suddenly stacked together, and a fierce murderous aura erupted, and then suddenly separated, and the hands were like knives, slashing down fiercely.

Qiang –

Qiang –

Qiang –

……

Just as the Southern Bodhisattva burst out with a strong might, the sound of the guzheng suddenly changed, like countless war horses galloping, starting a fearless charge, and as if countless sharp arrows burst out, piercing the sky.

Nan Bodhisattva's expression couldn't help but change.

The rhythm of music is like a knife, taking people's lives in the midst of nothingness.

At this moment, the sound of death was evident in the sound of the zither, and the ubiquitous sound of rhythm seemed to take away his name.

The body moves.

Nan Bodhisattva stepped back, and the powerful power in his hands suddenly slammed into the white-haired woman who was playing the zither.

In a blink of an eye.

The body of the white-haired woman playing the guzheng floated in the air, her hands quickly moved the guzheng, and the sonorous sound came out continuously, as if countless swords came from the air, attacking and killing the Bodhisattva to the south.

In the air, a continuous explosion was heard.

Two incomparably powerful forces clashed in mid-air.

The golden-armored man let out a long shout, and his feet were like divine help, and he suddenly jumped up, and the domineering golden spear stabbed out again, this time directly to the throat of the Southern Bodhisattva.

Nan Bodhisattva's expression became hideous.

The internal force in the body swept out, and let out a roar.

- Four elephant killing.

Suddenly, the phantom behind him disappeared cleanly, and his hands continued to form a miniature mountain.

In the mountains, there is a powerful power, constantly exuding a hot and violent atmosphere.

There was a sneer in Nan Bodhisattva's expression.

With a movement of both hands, the mini mountain is directly pushed out.

The spear has arrived.

Crashing into the mountains.

The mountains shattered, and the powerful power directly swept away the golden armor people.

The sonorous sound of the guzheng became more and more urgent.

Nan Bodhisattva's body kept falling backwards.

Practice the thirteen steps of exit.

Nan Bodhisattva finally settled his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out involuntarily, and his whole person suddenly looked a little sluggish.

The white-haired woman was still floating in mid-air, her hands moving rapidly, and it was dazzling to look at.

Nan Bodhisattva's eyes looked at the white-haired woman, and her expression became extremely fierce, the strength of this white-haired woman was not under the strength of the golden armor, and even her internal strength was a few stronger, she poured all her cultivation into the sound of the guzheng, the sonorous voice seemed to be the sound of a knife and axe, almost pervasive, and everywhere made him feel extremely depressed from his heart.

Step out.

Nan Bodhisattva's body rushed out, and his fist was wrapped in domineering power, like a cannonball, and smashed into the white-haired woman.

Bell –

A metallic sound rang out again.

The Xuan on the zither suddenly shattered.

Hands are waved forward.

Strings as thin as a hair burst out.

Nan Bodhisattva couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and his body flew backwards.

Looking down, five obvious blood holes appeared on his fist, and blood was oozing out at the moment.

The moment the white-haired woman's body hit the ground, she swept out, and the guzheng in her hand suddenly swung out, as if it was a powerful weapon, and smashed directly at the South Bodhisattva.

Nan Bodhisattva's arm raised.

The guzheng was smashed suddenly, and debris flew everywhere.

Nan Bodhisattva's body fell backwards again.

His expression became extremely ugly.

Nan Bodhisattva looked at the white-haired woman and asked slowly, "Who are you?" ”

The white-haired woman said softly, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I know who you are." ”

Nan Bodhisattva said, "It seems that you are hard-hearted. ”

The white-haired woman smiled, nodded, and said, "You can choose to break it yourself, so you can save a lot of time." ”

There was also a hint of a smile in Nan Bodhisattva's expression, he shook his head and said, "If you want me to make my own decision, what is the reason?"

(End of chapter)