The woman using the huqin flicked the strings, and immediately, two sound waves burst out like flying knives. The woman didn't expect this move www.biquge.info be able to repel the enemy, after all, attack was not what she was good at, and what she was best at was the crushing of the will and the crushing of the spirit. Even the previous Wutu spirit monster was gradually lost under the sound of the huqin.

Sonorous!

Three powerful voices spread, as if the knife was cut off, and everyone's thoughts froze for a moment, and their eyes were slightly confused for a moment. Especially Galen, who was rushing forward, his thoughts were stagnant, but his body continued to rush forward under the action of inertia, and he almost fell to the ground.

At this time, the Huqin woman shook her hand, and took off a bow from nowhere, and the majestic and enthusiastic sound of the qin seemed to be the water of the river that had resumed its flow, swept over with ten times the turbulence before.

Qin Bing originally thought that this woman's performance would be a lingering and sympathetic sound, but who would have thought that the sound of this piano was as strong as gold and iron, and the blood and fire were agitated, as if the ten thousand horses galloping on the endless field were not grass and mud horses, but the kind of high-headed horses with a length of eight feet like a dragon. The clattering hooves and sonorous piano sounds blend together, indistinguishable from each other, and shake everyone's hearts.

As if there was an illusion in front of him, countless horses rushed straight at him, and the hooves of the horses hit by the bowl slammed into him like a hammer. Qin Bing subconsciously wanted to dodge, wanted to avoid.

But at this time, there was an impassioned roar from the side, Demacia!

It's Galen!

The same vision appeared in front of him, but instead of dodging, let alone dodging, he confronted him head-on. Under the trampling of the "herd", Galen's will became firmer and his fighting spirit became more and more high.

"Demacia!"

The sound of the piano is like a prosperous splendid weaving from a loom, flowing like flowing water, outlining a beautiful poetic and picturesque feeling. And Galen's voice was like the machine, which was brutally drawn on the splendid embroidery, cutting it into two parts.

The Huqin woman "hissed" and took a breath of cold air, because the strings of the Huqin jumped abnormally, the strings were extremely thin silver wires, and the fingers of the Huqin woman were as white as snow onions, and a bead of blood instantly appeared on the fingers of the Huqin woman, and then merged into a line and sprinkled down the strings.

She continued to immerse herself in her own artistic conception, and instilled her artistic conception in the enemy's spiritual mind through the sound of the piano, so as to achieve the effect of surrendering the army without a fight.

The sound of the piano became more intense, and the earth spirit monster not far away suddenly curled up into a ball and lay on the ground, and one after another earth spiritual power surged around it, slowly sinking into the ground like a stone sinking into the sea.

Yu Dainan and Shu Qiangu saw the movements of the Wutu Spirit, and both of them couldn't help but sigh, once this guy escaped, it would be difficult to catch him in the future.

Thinking of this, Yu Dainan looked at Qin Bing with resentment, if it weren't for him, he would have subdued this Wutu Spirit Monster a long time ago, how could he let it run away.

At the moment of the great enemy, Yu Dai Nan and Shu Qiangu did not dare to provoke the Wutu Spirit Monster, and set up another enemy for themselves, seeing it sink into the ground, they could only curse secretly for being hateful!

The Huqin woman improved her spiritual power, the bow rubbed back and forth on the strings, the arms showed seven or eight phantoms, the sound of the piano became more and more majestic and rough, and the galloping horses gradually gave birth to a momentum that shook the mountains and stepped on the mountains.

Under this momentum, everyone only felt that they were even more insignificant, and the big horseshoe of the bowl became the size of the millstone little by little, as if they could step on themselves and break their bones.

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As soon as the woman using the huqin flicked the strings, two sound waves burst out like flying knives. The woman didn't expect this move to repel the enemy, after all, attack was not what she was good at, and what she was best at was the wear and tear of the will and the crushing of the spirit. Even the previous Wutu spirit monster was gradually lost under the sound of the huqin.

Sonorous!

Three powerful voices spread, as if the knife was cut off, and everyone's thoughts froze for a moment, and their eyes were slightly confused for a moment. Especially Galen, who was rushing forward, his thoughts were stagnant, but his body continued to rush forward under the action of inertia, and he almost fell to the ground.

At this time, the Huqin woman shook her hand, and took off a bow from nowhere, and the majestic and enthusiastic sound of the qin seemed to be the water of the river that had resumed its flow, swept over with ten times the turbulence before.

Qin Bing originally thought that this woman's performance would be a lingering and sympathetic sound, but who would have thought that the sound of this piano was as strong as gold and iron, and the blood and fire were agitated, as if the ten thousand horses galloping on the endless field were not grass and mud horses, but the kind of high-headed horses with a length of eight feet like a dragon. The clattering hooves and sonorous piano sounds blend together, indistinguishable from each other, and shake everyone's hearts.

As if there was an illusion in front of him, countless horses rushed straight at him, and the hooves of the horses hit by the bowl slammed into him like a hammer. Qin Bing subconsciously wanted to dodge, wanted to avoid.

But at this time, there was an impassioned roar from the side, Demacia!

It's Galen!

The same vision appeared in front of him, but instead of dodging, let alone dodging, he confronted him head-on. Under the trampling of the "herd", Galen's will became firmer and his fighting spirit became more and more high.

"Demacia!"

The sound of the piano is like a prosperous splendid weaving from a loom, flowing like flowing water, outlining a beautiful poetic and picturesque feeling. And Galen's voice was like the machine, which was brutally drawn on the splendid embroidery, cutting it into two parts.

The Huqin woman "hissed" and took a breath of cold air, because the strings of the Huqin jumped abnormally, the strings were extremely thin silver wires, and the fingers of the Huqin woman were as white as snow onions, and a bead of blood instantly appeared on the fingers of the Huqin woman, and then merged into a line and sprinkled down the strings.

She continued to immerse herself in her own artistic conception, and instilled her artistic conception in the enemy's spiritual mind through the sound of the piano, so as to achieve the effect of surrendering the army without a fight.

The sound of the piano became more intense, and the earth spirit monster not far away suddenly curled up into a ball and lay on the ground, and one after another earth spiritual power surged around it, slowly sinking into the ground like a stone sinking into the sea.

Yu Dainan and Shu Qiangu saw the movements of the Wutu Spirit, and both of them couldn't help but sigh, once this guy escaped, it would be difficult to catch him in the future.

Thinking of this, Yu Dainan looked at Qin Bing with resentment, if it weren't for him, he would have subdued this Wutu Spirit Monster a long time ago, how could he let it run away.

At the moment of the great enemy, Yu Dai Nan and Shu Qiangu did not dare to provoke the Wutu Spirit Monster, and set up another enemy for themselves, seeing it sink into the ground, they could only curse secretly for being hateful!

The Huqin woman improved her spiritual power, the bow rubbed back and forth on the strings, the arms showed seven or eight phantoms, the sound of the piano became more and more majestic and rough, and the galloping horses gradually gave birth to a momentum that shook the mountains and stepped on the mountains.

Under this momentum, everyone only felt that they were even more insignificant, and the big horseshoe of the bowl became the size of the millstone little by little, as if they could step on themselves and break their bones.

To be continued.