Longmen Mountain.

……

Bell!

Piano!

Waves!

At this time, a miracle is formed.

The sound of the bell and the sound of the piano, the sound of the piano, the sound of the bell rises, the waves rise and fall, the sound of the bell is difficult to distinguish from each other, and it has gradually become a brilliant and vast trend.

The shouts of killing rose together.

The situation has reached such an incompatible situation, the Qinglong Society and the martial arts factions are destined to coexist, who lives and who dies, and who dominates the ups and downs, should be in today's situation.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Wait for me to kill!"

……

It's just that these shouts of killing were instantly drowned out by the sound of the piano.

On the top of the Buddha, the masters of all factions rushed towards the person who plucked the strings at the end of the piano.

Seeing that the Blue Dragon Society helped everyone retreat, these people had no way to hide their thoughts, let alone retreat.

No matter how strong you Su Qing is, how can you defeat more than 100 people, 1,000 people, two fists are invincible to four hands, you are still flesh and blood, even if you are really immortal, you will die under the knife today.

A long howl and shouting rang out.

On the Longmen Grottoes, the people who were watching quietly also changed their faces at this time.

Li Xunhuan is among them, he wants to save and go, Ah Fei is also among them, the old man of Tianji and Sun Xiaohong, and some famous and nameless, these people are all regretful, sighing, mourning, and there is no shortage of people with amazing eyes, some sneer, and some are silent.

With one person, and the enemy hundreds of good players, masters, and even top masters, in today's battle, whether it is victory or defeat, his name Su Qing is destined to be famous in the martial arts.

Hidden weapons, knives, swords, guns, halberds, sticks, sticks, in an instant, eighteen kinds of weapons were exposed on this mountain, no matter what tricks change, these people even if one person and one move, the whole world, no one can be invincible, can take care of the front can not take care of the back, can take care of the bottom can not take care of the top.

There are figures and weapons in all directions.

The long wind swept through the mountains, and the dust flew in front of you.

Suddenly, there was a startling sound.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng—"

Piano.

Unimaginable piano sounds.

The sound of the piano burst out from under Su Qing's fingers, and a pair of jade hands quickly turned into countless afterimages, which were difficult to see with the naked eye.

The terrible sound waves, almost like a circle of visible ripples, from him as the center, to all directions, all over the mountains, cathartic out, such as a torrent crossing, Longmen Mountain when flying sand and stones, dark sky.

The traces of slashing and axe-like knives fell silently to the ground, shocking, and the arc-moon-like energy jumped and flew out under Su Qing's fingers, with an unmatched edge, taking people's lives.

Under the piano note.

"Ahh

The screams rose sharply.

This scream was just one sound, and the screaming person's body was full of energy, and in the next moment, the meridians were broken inch by inch, the dantian exploded, and the body was torn apart in the air.

It's like opening an outlet.

Those people in the rivers and lakes who were coming towards Su Qing and getting closer to him were bleeding one after another, spurting blood from their mouths and noses, and their inner veins had been broken by the sound of the qin.

The sky is full of blood mist.

"The world of bones!"

Na Na muttered to himself.

The person who plays the piano is always calm, under the flow of his eyes, his eyes seem to be covered with a mist, he raised his eyes to see, what he saw, this people all over the mountains and fields, all of them are skin and flesh, turned into bloody white bones and skeletons, into his eyes, no blood, no flesh, no life and no death.

It was the white bone view.

The sound of the piano has been able to hype the soul, under the sonorous sound of the piano, the majestic bell, but it has gradually been unbearable, the bronze bell is driven by the sound of the piano, although it is not Su Qing's hand, but the resonance trembles, "bang", the bell body is cracked first, and then like those flesh and blood, it explodes out of thin air.

"Ahh

"Quick, destroy his piano!"

"Kill!"

"Spare your life!"

……

The sound wave is endless, the human wave is also endless, some people die, but there are also people who attack in front of Su Qing, the sword is coming, Su Qing fingers the sound of the piano from the sonorous sound of gold and iron, suddenly turn sharply, turn into feminine, treacherous changes, these people are bent into the ears, such as hearing the sound of the glamour, like the heavenly demon hook, the heart demon dementors, the mind is in a trance, the offensive has slowed down.

didn't have time to wake up, but saw Su Qing raise his sleeves and wave, his fluttering sleeves were as flat as a blade, and with a flick of a flick, everything in front of him was as brittle as paper paste, split into two, and there were countless casualties in an instant.

"Bang bang bang!"

Everywhere the sound of the piano went, a sound of detonation and rumbling was endless.

The bronze bell exploded one after another, and on Longmen Mountain, the mountains shook like a sway, and in the hustle and bustle, I suddenly saw several cold lights approaching Su Qing's thorns, as fast as lightning, and a flash of shock.

Sword light.

Jing Wufang's sword, Hu Bugui's sword, Guo Songyang's sword.

The three swords came from three directions, and the sword qi was constantly pouring on the sword body, and the cold sword intent was imminent.

There was even a person who swung his halberd sideways, like a thousand pounds, with a terrifying roar, and took the opportunity to smash it on the stone Buddha under Su Qing's body.

The rubble dispersed, and the stone Buddha shook with a bang, and a huge crack had cracked, crumbling.

Suddenly.

The piano sounded sluggish.

The blade of the sword was in front, Su Qing stopped under his fingers, and at such a critical juncture, his hands changed, and he snorted coldly, and he actually struck the strings with both hands, looking like he was going to destroy the piano.

However, when both hands struck, the strings and body of the piano almost startled a deep low sound at the same time, and a solid ripple like a tide swept out, Su Qing stood in a radius of four or five zhang like a thunderbolt and crushed down, and the mountains and rocks were all shattered, which was the stone Buddha under him, and in a deafening air explosion, the Buddha's head was shattered in response to the sound, and it was no longer complete.

And those who poured in, in this earth-shattering roar, their bodies were like being divided by five horses, turned into powder, and blood splashed on the dragon gate.

The hustle and bustle is like fog.

A cyan figure rose to the sky, Guo Songyang and others behind him were covered in blood, and a long howl followed, like a bird through the forest, several people had a sword light, and they had already slashed dozens of moves in the air, hundreds of swords, the sword qi rushed into the sky, and the sword was swallowed.

Su Qing turned his head to look back, his eyes fluttered, holding the piano with one hand, and turning the strings lightly with the other.

"Whew-"

The vigor was violent, like thunder and fire.

There was another shock, the two sides dispersed with a touch, the sword qi collapsed one after another, Guo Songyang vomited blood and flew upside down, Hu Bugui staggered to the ground, Jing Wusheng's left hand was broken at the elbow, and Lu Fengxian was even more bleeding and fell to the ground with serious injuries.

When Su Qing Shi Ran fell, he stood with the piano in his arms, turned around and waved his big sleeves, and raised his eyes to look.

The ground was full of blood, flesh and bones, stumps and broken arms were soaked in pools of blood, some people fell to the ground and wailed and did not die, some people were lucky not to die, and there were also people who were bleeding from the seven orifices, with a stupid smile on their faces, crazy and crazy, and their minds were damaged and they had become wastes.

Those who were just bystanders were now even more frightened, each sitting cross-legged on the ground, resisting the sound of the dementor piano, vigilant, frightened, and terrified.

Although the seven factions have not gathered, and although the background of the door has not been exhausted, no matter how few masters there are this time, there are hundreds of people, but now, most of them are buried under this short piano sound.

My heart is even more chilled, what kind of evil martial arts is this guy practicing?

And the piano in Su Qing's hand, most of the eight strings have been broken, and six of them have been broken.

The corners of the mouth are red dripping, dripping bits and pieces, splashing on the body. Su Qing was about to raise his hand to wipe it away, but he saw that among the corpses all over the ground, a few people came up and acted violently, like a thunderbolt.

The elders of those factions didn't want them to pretend to be dead and hide in the corpses, and wanted to take advantage of the loss of his skills to make a sneak attack.

"Whoosh!"

One person has his hands in unison, but he is a person from the Tang Sect, and the secret weapon is like a shower of stars in the sky, and it is a lifeless cover, flashing with a blue glow

The rest followed.

Su Qing didn't look at it, didn't think about it, and while retreating under his feet, his five fingers were dragged and flicked, and six broken strings stretched out in an instant, as light as hair, floating like a thin willow, which was silent, turning in the air, killing invisibly.

There were a few more broken corpses on the ground.

But at this moment, Su Qing's eyes burst into fine light, and he turned around and flew down Longmen Mountain, swooping down like a flying swallow, crossing the river and water, treading the waves, and rushing to the Xiangshan on the opposite bank.

"Gather the power!"

The people are gone, but the sound has not yet dispersed.

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