Tang Xin and Yun Lan's fight seemed to be a draw, and Tang Xin thought so. But Yun Lan felt that he had lost, and he was not as good as Tang Xin in hand-to-hand combat.

Yun Lan's face was a little dark, losing to this stinky girl? Absolutely not.

His figure flashed, and the coercion of the golden pill period around him spread in this heaven and earth. Stretching out his hand, the black-sheathed sword was already hovering above his palm and buzzing.

"Is this serious? Great. A trace of excitement and fighting spirit flashed in Tang Xin's eyes. Flicking his sleeves, a carillon engraved with peach blossom broken lines appeared in his hand.

Tang Xin's figure flashed, and he stepped on the lotus leaf in the air and held the piano in his arms, plucking it lightly with his bare hands.

"Zheng"

With a soft sound, the monstrous aura around it swept towards Yun Lan.

Yun Lan's toes were a little on the ground, and he quickly flew into the air, and the spiritual power attack just grazed the soles of Yun Lan's feet and struck backwards.

There was a loud "boom", and the rockery behind Yun Lan instantly shattered.

Yun Lan's eyes were sharp, holding the black sheath sword in his hand, and the murderous aura around him was terrifying. The tip of his sword pointed directly at Tang Xin, and he quickly stabbed towards her in midair.

Tang Xin held the tip of the piano in the lotus leaf, and his figure swirled in mid-air and quickly retreated, and the black sheath sword chased after him, vowing to cut Tang Xin under the sword.

For such a critical scene, Tang Xin did not have the slightest worry. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, her majestic divine sense spread, and her soft voice echoed in this world with a hint of perseverance that could not be concealed.

"In this way, the ranking between us will depend on the victory or defeat today."

When the words fell, Tang Xin's figure flashed rapidly, and the sound of the piano floated with the enchanting power of ghosts. Each syllable turned into an attack that could turn mountains and seas and slammed towards Yun Lan.

Yun Lan let go of his hand, and the black sheath sword was suspended in mid-air, his fingertips flicked on the hilt of the sword, and countless black sheath swords instantly conjured up in front of him.

A red light flashed in Yun Lan's eyes, and the black sheath sword quickly flew out and collided with Qin Yin's powerful attack, and both sides were shattered. The powerful energy fluctuations spread to the surrounding area, and Tang Xin and Yun Lan retreated to both sides the moment the explosion sounded.

When the fluctuation dissipated, Yun Lan stood above an iron bridge, the black sheath sword hovering beside him. And Tang Xin stood on the boulder not far away, and the carillon was lying obediently in her arms.

"Type 1 - Repression!" Yun Lan raised his hand to hold the black sheath sword, the blade of the sword drew a cold arc in the air, and the sword momentum locked tightly on Tang Xin.

Those who disobey, those who provoke, those who stand in the way, and those who commit crimes should all be suppressed.

The cold sword formed a huge sword shadow in mid-air, and the phantom was like a desolate ancient giant beast opening its bloody mouth towards Tang Xin.

TANG Xinbai. The two palms of the tender hand lightly covered the trumpet carillon, with a provocative smile on his face: "Let me see your true strength-palace!" ”

Ten fingers flew over, Tang Xin's index finger hooked a string and plucked it gently, and the sound of the piano formed a huge fire phoenix in the void.

"Cry!"

The fire phoenix looked up to the sky and cried. Behind him was a raging fire, which seemed to be reborn from the ashes. Qin Yin carried the momentum of commanding all beasts in the world, and slapped a paw on the sword shadow.

There was a loud bang, and the four sides of the world trembled.

The iron bridge under Yun Lan's feet kept shaking, and neither of them noticed that on the other side of the iron bridge, the tall and simple spirit tower was faintly trembling, and the spirit gathering bells around the tower jingled.

"What's going on? Why did this pagoda suddenly shake? ”

"Is it the earth?"

", Shushan is not on the ground in the void, the ground is a fart."

"What's the matter, isn't this spirit tower about to collapse?"

The Qi cultivators on the first and second floors had some panicked speculations.

Nie Dongge sat on the eighth floor. Feeling the spirit pagoda shaking more and more, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. There were only two people on the eighth layer, Nie Dongge and Mu Qing, Nie Dongge looked at the young man who had already stopped cultivating, and said:

"Senior Brother Mu, we must leave now."

Mu Qing nodded, the token in his hand crossed the void, and his figure flashed out of the spirit tower, only his light voice spread in the spirit tower.

"Everybody get out of the tower at once."

After receiving the order, the disciples who were cultivating in the tower all jumped out after a while, and the moment they came out. A powerful coercion in the sky struck with huge energy, and the spirit tower shook violently.

"Click"

With a soft sound, a crack spread upwards from the first floor, and the crack became bigger and bigger. In the blink of an eye, I had reached the eighth floor. A thick aura poured out, and everyone was dumbfounded.

The spirit tower is actually broken?!

"Type 2 - Kill!" The cold voice sounded, and the world was instantly buried by murderous aura, and the rich killing intent made people's hairs stand on end, and the kind of cool air that rose from the soles of their feet made people tremble a little.

That's when it happened. The fluttering sound of the piano is like a spring breeze blowing, but everyone can't feel the slightest comfort, it is an indescribable ghost, like a ghost floating a sense of evil.

"Shang!" A soft voice sounded, and Tang Xin's fingers plucked and hooked out two strings. The strings trembled slightly, and the surrounding aura quickly rioted, and all the surrounding mountain and stone buildings were instantly shattered.

And under this power, the already cracked spirit pagoda was wiped out at a faster speed.

Nie Dongge, who was standing under the Spirit Tower, quickly pulled Chang Zhe's disciples to dodge, but the Spirit Tower couldn't block the attack, and their weak strength had no effect at all.

"Senior brother, what the hell is going on?" Chang Zhe asked with a pale face.

Chang Min hid to the side with a pale face, she hadn't become a strong person yet, and her beautiful life hadn't started yet, so she didn't want to die: "Senior Brother Nie, Senior Brother Mu, you guys should think of a way, otherwise we will all die here." ”

Nangong Yu's eyes flashed with a solemn light, as if someone was fighting? If you're not careful this time, it's really possible to die here, who is so unscrupulous here?!

Donghuafeng looked at Chang Min, his eyes were calm and waveless, but looking at this rapid attack, he also felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, this is strength!

Mu Qing had been silent since he left the Spirit Pagoda, and his green robe looked more like a weak scholar, but his gaze fell on the riotous spiritual power - it was the coercion of the Jindan Period!

Seeing that there was no possibility of survival, Nie Dongge frowned, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Senior Uncle Ancestor! ”

When the words fell, the space around them was instantaneous, and everyone felt a mysterious force controlling their bodies and consciousness, and at that moment they were like a puppet. In a flash, everyone had already shifted places and came to the other side of the iron bridge.

The tremendous energy destroyed the entire Spirit Tower, and that piece of heaven and earth became a whole piece of ruin. The smoke and dust dissipated, the sound of the piano sounded, and it was still difficult to hide the ghostly feeling in the ethereal.

"Xiao Nie, I didn't expect you to be here." The soft voice sounded softly with the prideful pride of course. (To be continued.) )