"Bell!"

Han Xiao's fingers flicked lightly on the blade of the Burning Silence Sword, and with a sonorous sound, he rushed straight into the sky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Like a golden iron horse, it vibrates out, which must be diametrically opposed to the leisurely sound of the fairy Suwen.

If you want to crack the artistic conception of the piano sound of the fairy Suwen, you must crush it with your own artistic conception.

As the blade of the Burning Silence shook, it resounded through the sky like a war drum.

Su Wen's face changed slightly, but his fingers were not slow at all, and he played with his hands continuously, and the sound of the piano was leisurely, hiding a lot of killing opportunities, and he came quietly.

To outsiders, it sounds like a natural sound, pleasant and crisp.

And the sound of Han Xiao playing the sword, although there is no order, but the blood is rushing, which makes people can't help but have a blood vein, and there is an urge to look up to the sky and howl.

The two diametrically opposed artistic conceptions, through sound waves, ripple in the void, with the vibration of the ripples, all the audience seem to be in an incomparably contradictory space, moving and still, but surprisingly harmonious.

"That Zhang Yunxiang is really a demon, even a sonic attack!"

"You're stupid, it's not a sonic attack, it's a soul attack. Through the sound of the sword, convey your own artistic conception and suppress the other party. From this point of view, the power of this Zhang Yunxiang's divine sense is by no means under the Su Wen Fairy. ”

"It's noisy and yelling, and it's annoying to death. Xuanyuan frowned, in his opinion, there is no opponent that cannot be knocked over with one punch, if there is, then two punches.

And Han Xiao and Suwen Fairy exchanged artistic conceptions, which really made his head extremely big.

"You can already burst out with such an artistic conception while still trying, and these two little dolls are really good. On the referee's bench, the original three groups of referees touched the stubble on their chins, "But if you fight like this, how long will it take." ”

The eyes of the original eight groups of referees flashed, "Look, they're going to move seriously." ”

Sure enough, before the original eight groups of referees spoke, they saw that the speed of the two people on the stage suddenly became extremely fast, and the sound waves vibrating from between their fingers became more and more dense, and the entire space was shrouded in the ripples of sound waves.

The sound of the piano that has been long for the fairy Suwen suddenly turned, becoming shocking and sonorous, like the momentum of the mountain shaking, changing the previous leisurely and turning into a surging trend.

And with the change of the sound of the piano of the Suwen Fairy, the sound of Han Xiao's sword playing actually changed suddenly, and the sound of the golden iron horse he just had just now suddenly became ethereal, light, beautiful and beautiful, which made people feel refreshed.

The sound, or the same voice, the artistic conception, but it is very different.

"What's going on?" everyone was a little confused, the artistic conception of the two of them was so synchronously changed, it was really unbelievable.

But anyone can see that the two of them have become serious.

The sound of Su Wen's fairy's piano was surging and crashing, like a flash flood, with the power of peerless vibration, but Han Xiao's sword sound was soft and light, giving people an ethereal feeling.

The battle of the sound of the piano, the battle of artistic conception, in the end, seems to have become a confrontation between the two in the sea of spirits.

Whoever has a higher artistic conception can win this battle.

Su Wen Fairy's fingers fluctuated the strings at great speed, each fluctuation was like flowing water, as fast as lightning, vibrating the ripples of the debut, as if the river was rushing, the long river entered the sea, and even people could feel the roaring sound of the sea.

And Han Xiao still sat on the ground, playing the sword leisurely, the rhythm was clear, his fingertips touched the blade slightly, and when he flicked it, it was really like flowing water, refreshing, hazy and quiet, making people immersed in it.

The audience is still like this, and the two people who clash with their artistic conceptions can naturally better understand the horror of each other's artistic conceptions.

If you are not careful, you will definitely lose the whole game.

"Zhang Gongzi is really good, let's listen to Su Wen's last que!" Su Wen's eyes opened suddenly, and his jade hand slapped heavily on the nine strings.

In an instant, the peerless artistic conception turned the virtual into reality, and behind the Suwen fairy, towering mountains and rushing seas emerged.

The sea churned, the mountains shook, and it was so shocking that it appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"The artistic conception of turning fiction into reality, this female doll is really a peerless genius!" Not only the judges of this group, but even the referees of other groups and the eight elders of the referee's seat were shocked.

Just by relying on the artistic conception of the qin sound, she can turn the void into reality, which shows that the power of her divine sense has far exceeded the level of the three realms of refining gods, and even half of the martial artists of the Heavenly Mandate Realm may not be comparable to the Suwen fairy.

Ye Canglang couldn't help but open his eyes, and said lightly, "In terms of the power of divine consciousness alone, I am not as good as her." ”

"I really can't see that she's so strong. Dai Jiaojiao secretly sweated for Han Xiao in her heart, and then looked back at Mingyue Qianlong, thinking that the power of the Holy Maiden of Qianlong was stronger or weaker than this woman?

On the entire ring, there were clouds and mist wrapped around the mountains and seas, extremely gorgeous, and the earth-shattering artistic conception was suppressed, and Han Xiao's artistic conception was about to collapse.

Boom! Boom!

The ethereal artistic conception of the bright moon and clear stream, the white moon and the clear wind built with Han Xiao as the center, collapsed, and the terrifying sound of the piano shook down, and even the ground of the ring cracked inch by inch.

A smile hung on the corner of Fairy Suwen's mouth, it seems that even if the demon is as evil as Han Xiao, he still can't match his terrifying artistic conception after all.

"Defeated, this Zhang Yunxiang is still defeated after all. ”

"As the so-called ruler is short, inch is long, this Yunxiang still has shortcomings after all, but to be able to fight with Suwen Fairy in artistic conception to this extent, this Yunxiang is still glorious even though defeated. And they have already obtained the qualification to qualify, if they meet again in the qualifying battle, Zhang Yunxiang will definitely not be stupid to compare with Suwen Fairy what artistic conception. When the time comes, it is still two to say who will win and who will lose. ”

"Makes sense. All the geniuses nodded one after another, no matter how they looked at it, Han Xiao's artistic conception had collapsed, and he no longer had the capital to compete with the Suwen Fairy.

"Roar!-"

At this moment, a dragon groan quietly erupted from Han Xiao's body.

The next moment, behind Han Xiao, the vision of ten thousand dragons taking off also slowly rose, and his had actually turned the virtual into reality, as if with a whole world, he forcibly withstood the artistic conception of Su Wen Fairy who moved mountains and seas, and knocked it away.

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

……

Countless dragon chantings resounded through the sky from the depths of the Panlong Holy City, and Han Xiao's artistic conception actually attracted the ancient dragon soul of the Panlong Holy City.

If the artistic conception of the Suwen Fairy is still just turning the virtual into reality, and Han Xiao has now attracted the real ancient dragon soul, which is already many times higher than the Suwen Fairy.

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