Longmen Mountain.

There is a lot of mourning, the heroes on the mountain have different forces, how to live and how to die, it is beyond the control of one's own body.

On the mountain peak, the green dragon flag hunted and fluttered.

The Blue Dragon Society has many helpers, and it is the main road to go up and down the mountain, if it is not for the light work to reach the peak, like the waves of the waves, the clouds and the wind, destined to be unable to escape.

So no one can escape, and no one dares to escape.

Today's meeting, when it was set off, how amazing the momentum was, who didn't think that all sects and factions, all forces, had the ability to suppress the "Green Dragon Society", curb its momentum, and even capture Su Qingsheng, and divide up the huge wealth left by Shangguan Jinhong, wanting to witness a grand event.

The success or failure of a sect is not only possible with martial arts, but also with the foundation, the foundation, and then there is money. As the saying goes, a penny is not a hero, these people keep saying that they uphold the right path, and they have lived in the mountain gate for a long time to practice, but you are practicing martial arts to the sky, there is no money, the incense is still cut off, the door is withered, and people are still greedy for enjoyment.

Among them, there are countless people who left behind in the battle of Hengshan "Huiyan Peak" in the past, and these are priceless treasures, which will be blushing in anyone's eyes, and even the centuries-old heritage of the Qinglong Society.

The wishful thinking played very well.

But now, under the sound of the piano, it is really devastating, there is no suspense at all, dead and dead, crippled, who would have thought that this conference that everyone was looking forward to would be such a result.

It is said that Di Qinglin is instructing the children to help the middle school to gather all forces, and even when he looks at the broken and broken corpses in front of him, his heart is also cold, and he only has a deep fear and jealousy for the man who used to speak softly and have a soft expression.

It can really be said that you can't make a move, and a shot is a thunderous means.

It seems that that person can always give people different surprises, even horrors, and the means are endless, and no one knows who he will shock the world next time.

"What? Do you still want to resist? ”

With his hands behind his back, he looked at the remaining people who were seriously injured and not dead, Jing Wusheng, Guo Songyang, and Hu Bugui.

"Ahem, since they have been defeated, it is better to let them go!"

Coughing, Li Xunhuan carried the wine jug and tumbled down from a steep wall.

He was pleading.

But even if he didn't ask for it, as soon as he appeared, Di Qinglin didn't dare to be careless, not to mention that there was an old man from Tianji on his side, and some people who didn't make a move, the old Taoist priest of Wudang Zhenwu never made a move.

Xiao Siwu had already seen it trembling violently, he wanted to become famous, he didn't like Xiao Li Feidao even more, but now after seeing Su Qing's invincible methods, he had a fanatical respect for this gang leader, he felt that Su Qing understood him, recognized him, and supported him, so anyone who dared to disobey the Blue Dragon Society was his enemy.

The peacock is also there, his martial arts are so low that they are almost nothing, but even if he doesn't know martial arts, he only moved one step forward, and the old man Tianji couldn't help but stiffen his old face; He held the dry tobacco in one hand, and the other hand behind his back, which he had taken out, and in his hand he held an indescribable steel rod, but he didn't know how rare it was, the body of the rod was as blue as jade, and the length of the eyebrows.

As soon as this fine stick came out, the people present seemed to see hope again.

"Heavenly Machine? The old man? ”

There is also Ah Fei, he is still not famous in the world, but he has been able to stand side by side with Li Xunhuan and the old man of Tianji, which undoubtedly explains a lot of things.

"Let them go, Mr. Su will definitely agree, after all, he never worries about the life and death of the loser!" Sun Xiaohong looked at the tense situation in the field, and said cautiously: "The Demon Sect's eastward advance is imminent, and when the time comes, these mainstays of the martial arts will be of great use!" ”

It is only said that the two sides are negotiating a stalemate.

On the other side of the water.

But suddenly there was a long howl that rose to the sky.

"Ahh

This long howl was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, thundering on the ground, and rushing straight into the sky.

This is Su Qing's voice, although he is still calm and calm, but those who are familiar with him understand that this is a great enemy.

How is this possible, on Longmen Mountain, the people who made the heroes tie their hands met a mysterious enemy at this moment.

When everyone heard the shock, they turned their eyes sharply, and saw above the fragrant mountain, under the clear sky, two figures, one green and one white, like a dragon soaring into the clouds, flying cranes soaring into the sky, rising to the sky.

One person under the palm of the purple mang, one person took the piano to shoot, the palm of the wind rolled the leaves, only four or five zhang in the air, the two of them have been in the air to a palm, the waves cracked the shore of a palm, the clear sky suddenly roared thunder, the energy was agitated, even if the people on the other side, they could hear it clearly and clearly, the rivers of the earthquake were silent, and the mountains were terrified.

"Huh? This is the big purple yang hand in the Demon Sect Divine Skill Yin and Yang Intersection Great Compassion Fu! Sun Baifa's eyes widened sharply, and he said word by word.

"Demon Cult!"

Exclamations erupted.

Sun Bai was about to move to find out, but he saw that the two people, after a blow in the air, they each rested on the top of Xiangshan Mountain like a leaf and a feather, far ahead, just like the top of the mountain, there were two statues of gods.

"Wait, he hurts people with the sound of the piano, and he has not yet reached the realm of transformation, if he goes, I am afraid that he will be restrained!"

Di Qinglin scolded.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the piano on the top of the mountain in the distance was already louder, faster and more turbid than before, like a sword splitting a stone, lightning striking the earth, making people's consciousness trance, and their minds were lost, and their qi and blood were even more unstable.

"Haha, look at how I break your piano sound!"

Laughter startled.

Everyone saw the mysterious person who was fighting with Su Qing, and he said a word to himself, and the laughter in his mouth kept stopping.

"Hahahaha-"

He seemed to be crazy, crazy, raised his head and laughed wildly, his white hair flew upside down in unison, and then he drew a circle in front of his left hand, held the qi machine in his palm, and pushed it towards Su Qing.

The purple mangs are like the sun, and they are struck out of the palm.

Wild laughter was everywhere, and it actually led to the sound of whistling wind, like a lion roaring and a tiger roaring, and on the mountains, the frightened birds and beasts scattered in all directions, and the mountains and rocks trembled.

"Hahaha-"

"Shhh

On Longmen Mountain, I don't know how many people gasped.

"What kind of kung fu is this?"

Sun Baifa's face was full of solemnity, and he said solemnly: "There are thousands of miraculous skills in the world, we only know a little, that Buddhism has a lion's roar stunt, it is rumored that the great virtuous monks who have achieved cultivation are born with great power every word, and they can subdue the outer way when they open their mouths, and they have the power to subdue demons!" ”

"This demon sect originates from the Western Soil, and has a lot of roots with Buddhism, I'm afraid that what this person has performed is a stunt similar to the lion's roar, Su Qing kills people with the sound of the piano, and this person is also compared with sound waves, this is an opponent!"

On the distant mountain, the two figures are separated by more than ten feet.

In the midst of the wild laughter of the piano, the two of them fought in the air, raised their fingers and plucked, the strings vibrate, and the strength of each one was like a blade like the wind, one shock was a wisp of edge, and the eight strings were eight wisps of edge, Su Qing held the piano with one hand, and the other hand had turned into an infinite finger shadow, and it was only plucked how many times in an instant.

But his opponent is also extraordinary.

Bai Yujing broke his right arm, but his left hand has now practiced such a set of shocking palm techniques, pushing his hand to palm, the palm power is endless, and the purple will splash into the sky, turning into a purple glow.

Between the two, it is the collision of sharp palms, the laughter of the piano is entangled, the internal force of the qi is rushing, such as the storm to the waves, for a time the wind rises sharply, the mountains, rocks, grass and trees are all affected by the residual energy, and the explosions are all around, and they explode one after another.

"Su Qing's internal strength has been depleted before, and he has been fighting for a long time at this moment, but I am afraid that the situation is not optimistic!"

Li Xunhuan frowned.

He has just finished talking on the front foot, and on the back foot, there has been a change in the field.

"Wow!"

In the sound of the piano, a slight crisp sound suddenly appeared.

Suffered, cut off a string.

On Longmen Mountain, several people are not good.

But I saw Su Qing's left hand suddenly dragging, breaking the strings and continuing, hooking and picking with his right hand, the eight strings were twisted into a strand, and the eight tones pierced the heart.

"Whoosh~"

The sound of the piano suddenly changes weirdly, the brilliance flows, and the strength flies.

The qi was fluttering, Bai Yujing laughed wildly, and shouted: "Okay! ”

The purple mangs in his left hand soared, and the floating leaves around his body turned into powder, and he couldn't help but say that he had split a palm in the air, and the palm strength had met with that energy.

"Boom!"

The eight strings on the piano in Su Qing's hand were invariably the same, and they all collapsed one after another.

At the foot of the mountain, Di Qinglin and others had already rushed over.

It's just that Bai Yujing has long since disappeared, even the young man.

"How?"

He asked.

Su Qing didn't speak, but the xylophone body in his hand was melting in the wind little by little like spring snow at the moment, it was actually shocked into wood powder, scattered with the wind, raised his finger and took a few strings, Su Qing looked down silently, and suddenly opened his mouth, and a wisp of bright red blood instantly flowed down silently.

He looked at his left hand again, and the clear palm of the hand was faintly purple, as if it was rendered by purple paint.

With a grip of five fingers, Su Qing put his hands behind his back, raised his feet and walked down the mountain, and said lightly:

"Let's go!"

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