"Hahahaha, what an arrogant tone, let me see how much strength you have!" After speaking, Mi Mou took the lead, and under the flick of his fingers, six whole notes lingered out, and the golden full notes were particularly dazzling in the night.

"Whole note, go!"

After a quick melody, the six whole notes controlled by Mi Mou crossed a long arc in the night sky, attacking Ye Xianglun at various tricky angles, and finally the whole note condensed into a force when it approached Ye Xianglun, and was about to take Ye Xianglun's life with one blow.

Feeling the strong energy of the whole note, all the pianists behind Mi Mou were a little surprised, this seemingly plain note ray, in fact, contains Mi Mou's full blow, this usually pretentious son in the eyes of everyone, when the enemy of the mountain and field violinist, he paid enough attention, this is the first time in history for Mi Mou.

Everyone sighed that it was not necessarily, and the whole note came to a place ten zhang away from Ye Xianglun at a galloping speed, Ye Xianglun, who was sitting on the top of the mountain, was not in a hurry, and plucked the strings with his left hand, a huge whole note, like a laser ray, flew straight towards the night sky, although the two note rays in the night sky were drawn in different arcs, but they collided together impartially.

"Ryu—"

After the notes collided, there was a tremor that resounded through the sky in the mountains, as if the mountains were trembling, and then when looking at the two sides of the battle, the preemptive strategy, due to the momentum of the sound waves, made the note disc suspended in the air retreat a few meters away, on the other hand, Ye Xianglun, but his body trembled slightly, as if he had not suffered much impact.

This seemingly ordinary fight, in fact, contains a game between the two sides, although the blow is not full force, but it is the fastest and fatal blow, and the arc of the six-note attack, with the melody of the strings changing, ordinary people can't judge the track of the note ray before the note hits the target.

And Ye Xianglun's seemingly random blow, in fact, there is also a game, he only used one note to face the enemy when he received the move, not intentionally underestimating the enemy, after feeling the energy of the opponent's notes, he was not sure in his heart, but if he couldn't even catch this move with a whole note, in the face of seventeen opponents with similar strength, he didn't need to fight again, and he could directly admit defeat.

Although he successfully judged the direction of the other party's notes this time, but the energy contained in the other party's notes really surprised him, after the two notes clashed, Ye Xianglun actually didn't want everyone to see as calmly, although he deliberately suppressed his own lower plate, but after the energy collided, the tremor from between his fingers rushed straight to his heart, and until now he still can't calm his heart.

The always proud Mi Mou, after his confident blow was easily defused by a mountain and wild luthier, and only with one note, his proud pride seemed to be insulted, and after he retreated to the crowd due to the reaction force, he roared with an almost distorted expression:

"I originally wanted to spare your life for my use, but this time, it seems that you will definitely die! Brothers, let me go with me, and never leave her a chance to survive!"

After the disciples of the two sects heard the order, they lined up in a circle, led by Mi Mou, and surrounded Ye Xianglun on the mountain peak in the center of the battle circle.

"It seems that this time it's either you who die, or I'm dead!" Ye Xianglun smoothed the strings with both hands and said to himself.

To tell the truth, for this solo battle of seventeen full-note Great Perfection pianists, he is only less than fifty percent sure in his heart, the two-star note conference is far away, due to the jealousy of the disciples of the sect, he may not even have the opportunity to fight for when the notes land, and he is unspeakably sad in his heart.

"Zheng Zheng—Zheng Zheng—"

The strings were plucked, Ye Xianglun no longer talked nonsense, under the plucking of the strings, all the eighty-eight full notes in his mind poured out, and the golden full notes were like stars in the sky, lingering above Ye Xianglun's head, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

"What? there are so many whole notes, it's really a freak!" everyone said in horror after seeing Ye Xianglun's whole notes.

"Brothers, all show the ability to press the bottom of the box, this time it is about two honors, and you must not have any selfish thoughts!" In the face of Ye Xianglun's strong momentum, Mi Mou once again encouraged everyone.

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the seventeen pianists summoned all the notes in their minds under the twisting of their fingertips, and the rhythm turned, and the whole notes summoned by the violinists began to fission continuously, turning one into six, six into thirty-six, and in an instant, the whole notes summoned by the violinists were like stars and moons, surrounding Ye Xianglun in the core.

"Brothers, attack with all your might!" Seeing that all the pianists had assembled the whole notes, Mi Mou kept commanding the people.

"Zheng Zheng—"

"Zheng Zheng—"

"Zheng Zheng—"

The strings under the fingers of the pianists around Ye Xianglun twisted like a swarm of bees, Ye Xianglun sat alone in the town and had the will to die, seeing the surging whole notes, he simply closed his eyes, mobilized the power of the endless thoughts in his heart, and splashed the whole notes flying in the void.

Although there are many local notes, Ye Xianglun's notes are really an odd number, each note is as big as a bucket, several times larger than the other party's notes, and he tried his best to sway like a lion chasing a herd of deer, driving everyone's notes to ten zhang away.

After a period of fighting, Mi Mou saw that such a grappling like scattered sand could not be effective, and his heart began to be a little anxious, and Ye Xianglun's side, due to the huge consumption of ideas, was already sweating on his forehead at this moment, although he knew that his thoughts would be in vain, but he had already ridden the tiger and was already reckless, and the whole note showed a state of becoming more and more courageous.

"Everyone listen to my orders, form a formation of two or three, and turn to attack from one angle!" Seeing that Ye Xianglun in the middle of the mountain range was extremely violent, Qi Ze commanded everyone.

"Good!"

In the case of an unfavorable group attack, all the qin masters had already planned to do so, and when they heard the command of the conspiracy, the nearby qin masters formed a formation of two or three, and they were like snakes winding towards Ye Xianglun. Ye Xianglun saw this, his head was big, and in this way, he had to divide and block it, so Ye Xianglun condensed his mind and mobilized eighty-eight whole notes to divide and block, and the whole notes were entangled in the night sky with one enemy and ten, like fireworks.

"Buzz-buzz-"

Every impact of the whole note in the void made Ye Xianglun's fingers tremble, and in just a few rounds, Ye Xianglun's white ten fingers had been drawn by the reaction force of the strings, and the ten fingers stained with blood were still playing like a machine.

"Poof—"

A mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, slid down the corner of his mouth into his shirt, looking at the offensive that was still changing, Ye Xianglun suddenly thought of the scene on the shore of Xiaoyue Lake, Shao Yuanqinshi fighting the ten sons of the class alone, his mind lit up, the tune changed abruptly, and the eighty-eight whole notes gathered together under the wide opening and closing of the ten fingers, and suddenly, the eighty-eight whole notes above Ye Xianglun's head condensed into the shape of a golden bell, and turned himself upside down on the peak, and the golden bell emitted a dazzling golden light to block all the notes outside the bell jar.

"Ding-ding-"

"Ding-ding-"

"Ding-ding-"

Outside the formation, the whole note energy of more than a dozen sect disciples slammed into Ye Xianglun's golden bell, making a metal-like crashing sound.

"Hahaha, the Shaolin Sect's golden bell jar was originally used like this!" Seeing that the golden bell had an unexpected effect, Ye Xianglun, who was inside the bell jar, laughed bitterly at himself.

"It's a golden bell, all the disciples listen to the order, form a note big sword, and cut the golden bell open! I want to see if your golden bell is hard, or my big sword is hard!" After seeing that the attack was ineffective, Qian Mou changed his mind and said.

"Greatsword?"

After hearing this, the disciples of the two sects were slightly stunned, the note sword is a common move of the whole note pianist, if everyone forms a big sword, the effect will not be good, if more than ten violinists form a big sword, the disciples of the two sects due to the different styles of music, there is some rejection between the notes, it is difficult to fuse perfectly, and it will definitely suffer backlash.

"The disciples of the two sects each have a sword, the disciples of the Xiaoxiang Sect, help me!"

After speaking, the notes of the Xiaoxiang Sect converged, and the shape of the note sword was first formed, and the rest of the disciples of the Xiaoxiang Sect saw this, and they all gathered their own notes towards the big sword, and the notes of the ten disciples in the Xiaoxiang Sect continued to converge, and the light of the note sword before the Mi Mou became more and more dazzling.

On the other hand, a senior brother led by the Lingnan Sect also followed the example of Qi Ze, and condensed into another note big sword in front of him, and as the notes of the disciples of the Lingnan Sect fused, the two big swords became more and more dazzling.