Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Lyre and the Zheng, the Two Are One
I saw dozens of people in the middle of the mansion, and Liang Tian saw the dragon at a glance.
"Cool weather, get out of here!"
The dragon roared out in the courtyard, and as soon as the dragon's voice fell, a crisp sound came out.
"In ancient times, Liu Bei looked at Zhuge Liang in the thatched house, and he leveled the world, and now you take the dragon three to break into the mansion and I have a cool day to send the stars?"
Setlong was stunned, watched Liang Tian come out mightily, and immediately shouted, "Less nonsense! Today, you return my five hundred stars, and kowtow to my grandfather a few times, grandpa, I may be merciful and spare you!"
"Tut-tut. ”
Liang Tian sighed, and then said, "How many star points are you going to send this time?"
"Liangtian, you shameless person, I won't talk nonsense with you, either give me a thousand stars as atonement, or wash your mansion in blood today!"
Liang Tian looked helpless, and muttered a few words in his mouth, "You said the same thing last time and last time." ”
But Liang Tian still gave the dragon a little thin noodles on the bright side, "In this way, if you give me another 200 stars today, how about resolving our grudges?"
Liang Tian's words almost made the dragon vomit blood, thinking, why is this Liang Tian so shameless?
"Enough, you're just a cool day, right?
Suddenly, a voice broke the words of the two, and I saw Liang Tian's eyes looking at the owner of this voice with some hollow eyes.
The outline of his face seemed to be somewhat familiar, but Liang Tian couldn't remember what his name was, and at this time, Jiang Xuan had already come over to give Liang Tian a popular science.
"Wu Xielong, Thunder Gathering Realm Five-Star! The third place in the ranking of the outer courtyard, the results of the ring competition, 745 wins, 37 losses. It stands to reason that it is stronger than the Liu Changjiang you met. ”
At this time, Liang Tian's eyes were condensed, and he began to become steady, such a gorgeous result was really amazing.
Liang Tian muttered, "This time, the dragon has found an opponent who can be seen." ”
"Hahahaha, cool weather, scared?!"
At this time, the dragon was extremely arrogant and domineering, ready to further satirize Liang Tian, at this time Liang Tian said lightly, "Since you have invited foreign aid, shut up honestly, otherwise I will have to pull you to the bottom if I die!"
Liang Tian glanced at the dragon fiercely, and the dragon was a little afraid for a while, but he didn't say anything, and then Liang Tian looked at Wu Xilong and said slowly, "Since you want to fight, if you don't have a bet, it doesn't seem interesting." “
Wu Xielong glanced at Liang Tian lightly, "What do you want to bet on." “
The corners of Liang Tian's mouth grinned, and he smiled lightly, "If you win, I will return the five hundred star points, if I win, how about you give me another five hundred star points?"
"It's a deal. “
"I don't have to toss this mansion, why don't we go to the ring?"
Wu Xielong chuckled, for Wu Xilong, if it wasn't for the dragon insisting on coming, then he wouldn't even look at Liangtian much, and now that Liangtian proposed the ring competition, it was better to teach him a good lesson in the ring.
At this time, most of the people in the mansion came to the ring.
"Is this cool day so self-conscious? Just two months after coming here, you went to challenge Wu Xielong?"
Zhan Ning said coldly on the side.
"Shut up! How can you still talk about others when you are defeated?"
Jiang Xuan naturally heard Zhan Ning's words, and immediately retorted.
After Jiang Xuan finished speaking, Zhan Ning's face was very embarrassed, and then Zhan Ning stopped talking and quietly waited for the cold weather to make a fool of himself.
Not only Zhan Ning, but almost all the onlookers thought that Liang Tian was beyond his strength, and a two-star Thunder Gathering Realm singled out a five-star poet in Thunder Gathering Realm? Not to mention the three-level leapfrog challenge, just the endless poetry could suppress Liang Tian to death.
At this time, Liang Tian naturally knew that Wu Xielong was a five-star powerhouse in the Thunder Gathering Realm, so if he wanted not to be suppressed, he could only strike first in order to have a chance to take the lead.
Airplanes!
The poetry of the cool day instantly skyrocketed, and the poetry slowly flowed out, and the approximate poetic majesty has been obvious, three thunders!
And Liang Tian knew that the three thunders were far from enough, and at this time Liang Tian continued to release poetry, and the majestic poetry had emerged, and even began to slowly spill out.
Rumble!
In an instant, the poetry of Liangtian was like a running account, and it began to wantonly absorb the poetry between heaven and earth, and in a few blinks of an eye, the poetry of Liangtian has been absorbed.
Thunder Gathering Realm Samsung!
Poetic majesty, four thunders!
At this time, Wu Xielong watched this scene quietly, and said slowly, "It's not bad, at least I'm qualified to make a move." “
Buzz!
I saw Wu Xielong wave lightly, and the poetry on his body poured out instantly, like a sea of stars, falling endlessly, and the pressure of the cool sky instantly increased.
The cool day gently surrounds the ancient pages of the whole body, and the position of the ancient pages seems to be in the sixth.
"On the seven silks, listen to the pine wind and cold. “
The lyre came out in an instant, accompanied by a pleasant melody, and slowly popped out a few notes, and the notes rushed directly towards Wu Xielong like the colorful glass.
Wu Xielong no longer hesitated, and directly showed a full ten ancient pages!
White, white, blue, blue, blue, half-violet, semi-violet, violet, violet.
The gorgeous ancient pages are basically the top ancient pages, and I saw Wu Xielong point to the first half-purple ancient page!
Out of thin air, the poetic illusion is transformed into an incomparably domineering flaming lion!
Looking at the Flame Lion, the fur color of his whole body was red, like a raging flame, and it could burn at any time.
At this time, the Flame Lion intercepted the Colorful Note halfway, and with a slight touch of the claw, the Colorful Note was instantly shattered, and the domineering Flame Lion Claw made the Colorful Note so unbearable with just one face.
Burst!
Liang Tian was directly swallowed by the poetry, and a mouthful of blood spit out at the corner of his mouth in an instant.
The corners of Wu Xielong's mouth twitched at this time, and he smiled faintly, "I don't know where you got the courage to fight against me." “
"Heh......"
Liang Tian didn't say a word, a trace of weirdness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he read a sentence silently.
"The lyre and the zither are one. ”
Jingle bells, jingle bells!
I saw that the broken colorful notes were instantly integrated, and at this time, the top of the cool sky suddenly turned from the qin to the zither, and this zither is naturally a seven-stringed zither!
At this time, the notes changed extremely quickly, and Wu Xilong didn't have time to react, and was suddenly hit by the notes.
Bang!
Wu Xielong was beaten squarely, and from a distance, Wu Xielong didn't seem to have suffered a single scar.
Wu Xielong suddenly smiled, "I'll just say, the other side is just a three-star kid from the Thunder Gathering Realm, how can he hurt me?"
At this time, Wu Xielong's Flame Lion had been dealt with by the cool sky, and Wu Xilong's expression was as calm as ever, the Flame Lion was just a half-purple one, which was harmless to Wu Xilong, and even the death of the Flame Lion did not hurt Wu Xilong in the slightest.
"It's a good idea on a cool day, but it doesn't have much substance. ”
"That's right, although I replaced a flame lion, I disappeared two ancient pages!"
"That Wu Evil Dragon's Flame Lion is just a half-purple illusion, if Wu Evil Dragon sacrifices that Amethyst Lion, Liang Tian will lose today. ”
"Don't look at it, this cold day is already a strong crossbow, and it won't last long!"
At this time, almost most of the disciples didn't see the poetry that belonged to the cool sky on the head of Wu Xie Long, and of course Wu Xie Long himself didn't see it.
"This cold day really lost the face of our mansion, if you can't do it, you have to be hard!"
Some people are born with piercing mouths, such as Zhan Ning who is speaking now, and Jiang Xuan, who is not far from Zhan Ning, did not refute, but frowned slightly, thinking about Liang Tian's next plan.
"It stands to reason that the calculation of cool weather will be accurate every time, and this time it should be almost the same. ”
Jiang Xuan muttered a few words, but when Bai Han heard this, Bai Han had no expression on his face at this time, and said lightly, "He, he won't lose." ”
At this time, Wu Xielong on the stage was already impatient, as a five-star poet of the Thunder Gathering Realm, it seemed a little humiliating to be dragged for so long by a three-star Thunder Gathering Realm with a difference of two realms, at this time, Wu Xilong's idea was very clear, and the speed was to solve the cool weather!
Wu Xielong still had a lot of poetry on his body at this time, so Wu Xilong pointed directly to the last purple page!
The disciples in the audience had sharp eyes and immediately shouted, "Look, that's Wu Xilong's signature lion, the Amethyst Lion!"
"Wu Xielong pointed out that the amethyst lion is also lifting that cool day!"
"At least I didn't lose on that cold day. ”