Others can also hear the sound of the piano with a sense of loneliness and emptiness, and faintly feel the majestic power contained in this piano sound, but they are not in the piano domain, and they can't see the starry sea.

For Achill, the sound of the piano seeped into his mind, and when he saw with the only eye he had left, he saw the brilliant galaxy across the sky, which was incomparably spectacular.

"Xinghe San?!" Yuan saw that the spirit body trembled when he saw this move, and a fear spread from the deepest part of his heart, making his soul feel a slight tingling, and in an instant, this anger turned into crazy anger, and he shouted: "I died under this trick in the first place, and you still want to kill me again today?" ”

"Yuan descends, kill him!" The one-armed Achill narrowed his remaining eyes and shouted, "Let's avenge the shame together!" ”

The monitor lizard rushed wildly, and Yuan Chuan jumped up, landed on the monitor lizard's back, and rode the monitor lizard to rush and kill it.

Jiang Ling and Zhou Yu have been integrated, there is no need for instructions, the two have the same mind, and in the face of the fierce Yuan Descending, the only sound of the piano is opposite.

A song of stars crossed the sky, the stars twinkled for thousands of miles, and those stars were like countless eyes, watching the Yuan Descend above the canopy, with an unpredictable coercion, turning into a substantial force.

The monitor lizard's galloping pace slowed suddenly, as if it were walking in a swamp, and it struggled to move forward against the sound of the piano.

Jiang Ling was preoccupied, and he had no time to care about it, this spent a precious scale of the monitor lizard, and the former deacon of the Divine Court, Chang Yuan, had a strength far beyond most of the Heavenly Transformation Upper Realm, and it was completely impossible to underestimate.

Jeanne d'Arc took a step back, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth, and the luster of the jewel on the tip of the staff in her hand dimmed.

"Sure enough, it got stronger." Joan of Arc hurriedly glanced at Jiang Ling's situation, just now there was still enough strength to interfere with Jiang Ling between Klendia and her opponent, but she could not resist Klendia's attack.

Kelendia didn't mean to speak, he also glanced at Achill, although Achill's current state was very miserable, but it was obvious that Jiang Ling was already at a disadvantage, and he didn't need to worry about it.

But on the other hand, Huang Lie was already on a par with Li Jiuxi, and with the arrival of Jing Rong, Li Jiuxi was immediately suppressed.

"This damn martial spirit!" Li Jiuxi took a step back, looking at Jing Rong, who was dressed in black and holding a long sword, with resentment in his eyes, he scolded: "You ghost, how can you always understand my moves. ”

After a short battle with this martial spirit, Li Jiuxi found that the moves he used were almost the same as the Jingmen swordsmanship he had learned, and he was even more skilled than himself. Although the strength of this martial spirit itself does not have to be strong, it suppresses itself in terms of moves, making Li Jiuxi unable to speak.

Li Jiuxi had just paused for a moment when an arrow came, and the speed of the arrow was extremely fast, and although he tried his best to dodge, he was still cut through his left sleeve by the arrow, and a bloody mark was cut on his arm.

And Jing Rong really seized the opportunity to kill the general, and this time, he pulled out the saber that he had not used.

With a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, Jing Rong's face was cold, and he slashed it mercilessly.

"Spring Sword and Autumn Sword, this is a move that only the Jingmen clan is qualified to learn, you are really a person from Jingmen!" Li Jiuxi swung his sword to resist and retreated again and again.

An arrow slashed again, and Li Jiuxi turned his head to dodge, but the arrow cut through his left ear, and the roar of the arrow that pierced the air also made half of his head buzz.

Jing Rong fell with a knife, cutting through the tough soft armor, leaving a three-inch-long wound on Li Jiuxi's chest, dripping with blood.

Huang Lie stretched out his bow and arrows again, and muttered, "My brother sent a martial spirit to help me, but he fell into it

I can't afford to waste my time on you. ”

Huang Lie's pupils contracted, his eyes became like eagle's eyes, and his fingers holding the bowstring twisted slightly, recalling in his mind the posture when Dongfeng shot the arrow that soared into the sky.

At this time, Jiang Ling stubbornly resisted the monitor lizard and Yuan Descending with his qin song, Joan of Arc was forced to retreat again and again by Klendia, Dongfeng and Jinshu had been worn out under the repeated battles, even if it was two against one, they were beaten by Dian Jinglun and could only barely support, and even the situation on Wei Yeqiu's side became very bad.

Huang Lie knew that although he was the weakest of these people, he had to do something at this moment to help turn the tide of the battle.

This arrow, which was ready to be launched, condensed Huang Lie's strongest blow at this time.

At this moment, Joan of Arc's face changed, and he hurriedly raised his staff, mobilized his whole body mana, and pointed at Klendia. She suddenly shouted, "Be careful! ”

Klendia raised her left hand flat, holding up a mental qi barrier to face Joan of Arc, while her right hand was raised, stretching out a finger, pointing at Huang Lie, and a large amount of invisible mental power quickly gathered at her fingertips.

At the tip of the staff of Joan of Arc appeared a long sword that lit up with white light, and the sword seemed to have fine lines on its body, but if you looked closely, you would see that it was not a pattern, it was a myriad of slightly beating electricity.

Jiang Ling quickened the speed of playing the qin, blood was already flowing from his fingertips, and this song had reached the last stage.

Archer gasped and stared at Jiang Ling viciously, Yuan descended on the monitor lizard, which was already close to Jiang Ling, and the halberd in his hand was about to be swung down.

At this moment, all six players stared at their opponents, and the voices of the outside world seemed to fall silent.

At this critical moment, Huang Lie and Joan of Arc both changed their eyes.

Klendia used her fingers, and her majestic telekinesis compressed into one point, rushing out like a meteor.

Huang Lie suddenly turned his head and shot an arrow that was originally aimed at Li Jiuxi to the other side.

But he wasn't trying to use this strongest arrow to fend off the astonishingly powerful point.

The little finger that came to him was stopped by the little starlight when he walked through the passionate sound of the piano, and the little cang finger broke through one star after another, but it was a whole galaxy that countered it!

As the target of Xinghesan shifted, the monitor lizard suddenly accelerated, and it crashed into Jiang Ling's body. But no matter how fast it is, it can't be faster than lightning.

A long sword with a flash of white light galloped forward, shot into the monitor lizard's left eye, passed through the monitor lizard's head, and struck Yuan Zhu's chest.

"Huh?" Klendia's complexion changed suddenly.

He watched as Huang Lie's air-tearing arrow pierced through Achill's head.

......

The monitor lizard still crashed into Jiang Ling's body, and Yuan Zhen endured the hole in his chest that was pierced by the thunder and lightning sword, his eyes were about to split, and he was about to slash at Jiang Ling's head with a short halberd.

But with Achill's violent death, the source of spiritual power supply was cut off, the monitor lizard he sat on dissipated in an instant, and Yuan's spiritual body quickly dimmed.

Jiang Ling hugged the Chixin Guqin and rolled backwards twice, avoiding the short halberd.

Yuan descending spirit body gradually dissipated like smoke and dust, he stared at Jiang Ling's eyes in front of him, looked at the other soul in Jiang Ling's body, and said with resentment: "I must meet you again, I must take revenge Xue..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Descend dissipated into the air.

Jiang Ling was about to stand up on the ground, but suddenly his feet went soft and he spit out a mouthful of blood. The strength of the monitor lizard's final impact was still too strong, and Jiang Ling clearly felt that he had broken two ribs. If he hadn't killed Archill in time, if it weren't for the power of Joan of Arc's thunderous sword, he would have been a dead man by now.

Klendia narrowed her eyes and looked at Jiang Ling, and actually nodded slightly, "This is your idea." ”

"That's right, haven't you learned horse racing?" Jiang Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up from the ground with difficulty.

Just now, several people were aiming at their opponents, and the moment the move was ready to be launched, Jiang Ling suddenly transmitted a message to Huang Lie and Joan of Arc, asking them to change their targets.

Resist Klendia's attack by himself, Huang Lie goes to kill Achill, and Joan of Arc helps him resist Yuan Descend and the monitor lizard to create an escape space.

At this time, Jiang Ling thought of the best plan in a few seconds.

The results proved to be very effective.

Cundia defended Joan of Arc's attack with one hand and tried to hit Huang Lie with the other, but Joan of Arc didn't attack him, his defense failed, and his attack was stopped by Jiang Ling.

Achill had no idea that the arrow would fall on his head and be killed instantly.

Although Jiang Ling was injured, this sudden change of tactics successfully reduced the opponent's number by one person, which was already an excellent reversal in the current disadvantaged situation.

"Very good." Klendia glanced at Li Jiuxi, who was doing nothing, and said calmly: "It's not impossible for me to beat the three of you one by one." ”

"I really don't treat my teammates as people." Huang Lie spit out a bad sentence and aimed his arrow at Li Jiuxi again.

Joan of Arc quickly came to Jiang Ling's side and asked in a low voice, "How is it?" ”

Jiang Ling shook his head slightly, but this shaking did not indicate that he was fine, but that he was about to reach his limit.

Could it be that the three of them are no match for Klendia?

Joan of Arc turned his head and glanced behind him, glancing at Wei Yeqiu's situation at this time.

Seven or eight of the more than twenty deacons of the Divine Court had already fallen, but their two fists were invincible to their four hands, and the speed of seeing the peach blossoms falling had slowed down a lot.

There were already one hundred and twenty-six pieces on the chessboard.

"Don't push it!" Wei Yeqiu snorted, the brilliance around him flashed, and a shadow appeared, which was Wei Yeqiu's martial spirit Qianchuan.

Asakawa looks thin, but in fact, her muscles are tight and she hides strength, and she rushed forward without saying a word, and with only two fists, she knocked away the two deacons of the divine court who had been killed, which was very strong. But seeing that it was several deacons of the Divine Court rushing over.

"I'm okay!" Peach Blossom gritted her teeth and dropped again.

Wei Yeqiu's brows tightened, and he glanced at the other battle situations, his eyes flickering, thinking about how to deal with it.

Jiang Ling and Wei Yeqiu's expressions were almost indistinguishable, but because he had not been exposed to spiritism, Zhou Yu's soul was still in his body, and at this time, a trace of strangeness suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Huh?" Jiang Ling couldn't help but glance back at Wei Yeqiu's martial spirit, the woman with a toned body.

"Could it be... Zhaoling Star Officer? Jiang Ling wondered.

Zhou Yu has a vague memory, but he feels very strongly that he has a deep impression of this woman.

Jiang Ling was afraid that Klendia would make a move, so he didn't dare to delay time, and wanted to look back, but he was surprised to see a golden point of light appear in the sky behind Wei Yeqiu.

The point of light expanded rapidly, like a comet falling.

A slight but fierce gust of wind followed.

The wind is wrapped in the pressure that hits the heart.

At this moment, it was not only Jiang Ling, but even Joan of Arc was also sensed and trembled.

"Who's that?!" Such a thought flashed through Jiang Ling's mind.

And Zhou Yu's voice sounded in his consciousness.

"This familiar aura... It seems to be the master of the Divine Court. ”