The sound of the piano and the sound of the recorder are counterparted, both of which are undulating and at the same time seem to blow the horn of battle.

Haoran's aura began to permeate the heavens and the earth, and the people of Confucianism and Taoism made a move, condensing words into sentences and attacking the disciples of Dawang Mountain.

And Xiao Yihan and the others also fell into a state of rage in an instant, and the spiritual power around them was running to the extreme, and the fight was inextricable.

For a while, the battle was endless, and above the void, the spiritual power was tumbling and overflowing, making the space vibrate.

"Bu Dawang Mountain Disciple Formation!"

Xiao Yihan's voice was cold, and suddenly came, and all the disciples of Dawang Mountain changed their bodies at this moment, and they instantly became one.

Confucianism and Taoism dispatched a full three masters this time, and the rest were all good players, with extraordinary strength, and the disciples of Dawang Mountain had a shallow foundation, and they couldn't bargain at all under the melee, so they could only compete with the formation.

"It's so powerful, Dawang Mountain can already compete with Confucianism and Taoism!" Everyone who watched the battle sighed, the growth of Dawang Mountain was seen in the eyes of the entire divine domain, and this speed was really chilling.

"This formation is really wonderful, one is prosperous, one is lost, it can condense everyone's spiritual power into a little attack, and some people will be injured and others will share his injuries. ”

"Confucianism and Taoism are still too angry, and the intention of killing is not strong enough. ”

......

Everyone talked about it and commented from time to time.

However, more people's eyes fell on Mo Daru, who had not yet made a move, and he stood there with a calm face, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes, as if he was hesitating.

Looking at the fighting scenes around him, he finally sighed lightly, his fingers slowly stretched out, and Haoran righteousness began to condense words in the void:

The catkins are light in the wind, and the pear blossoms are in thin rain.

This sentence was formed, but the sky suddenly blew a light wind, and the drizzle was hazy.

This was an extremely beautiful scene, however, the rain was like ice thorns in the wind, shining with cold light, pervasively, and shrouded towards the disciples of Dawang Mountain!

However, just as the poem was about to dissipate into the void, the cold light suddenly brightened, and a kitchen knife cut through the sky, directly cutting the sentence from the middle, and there was no artistic conception at all.

Mo Daru's fingers trembled slightly, and his heart rippled.

"Hey, now that the two of us haven't made a move, we might as well watch them fight. Gan Bao looked at him, still holding a mediocre kitchen knife in his hand, and spoke.

"You can cut through the trajectory of the law, little girl, you are very surprising. Mo Daru looked at Gan Bao with a smile, "I also invite Dawang Mountain to be a guest in our Sage Pavilion for a period of time, and I will definitely not hurt anyone until we find out about this matter!"

"Then there's no need to talk about it?" Gan Bao rolled the kitchen knife in his hand, already in a posture of attack.

Laugh at!

At this time, the battle between the disciples of Dawang Mountain and the people of Confucianism and Taoism has become white-hot, you come and go, and there are colors on your body, Xiao Yihan slashed a sword on a master, and at the same time, he was also injured by a palm, and all the disciples of Dawang Mountain were slightly shocked.

The injuries are shared, which also causes all the disciples to have injuries, but the people of Confucianism and Taoism are not much better, and everyone also has knife wounds or sword wounds on their bodies, which looks very tragic.

Yun Hong was still attacking the stone frantically, and the whole person began to turn a little pale because of excessive blood loss, but on the other hand, the stone was unscathed, and he persuaded a few words from time to time, making Yun Hong even more crazy.

Hongling's recorder sound is still echoing, but compared to the murderous intent at the beginning to provoke the battle, her power is now greatly reduced, obviously just perfunctory, her beautiful eyes are staring at the battlefield, and her eyes are flashing with inexplicable colors.

"Stop, this matter was not done by Dawang Mountain!" At this moment, Luo Qingyin said.

Her complexion had become extremely red, and her delicate body had been trembling violently, as if she was enduring something extremely painful, and she was drenched in sweat, forcibly stabilizing her mind before she spoke.

Her voice was very subtle, but it was heard by Mo Daru, who slowed down slightly, and said, "Everyone stop!"

With his fall, the Confucianism and Taoism qi in the void all encircled the Confucianism and Taoism people, like arms, pulling them in.

"Mo Da Ru, the performance of the disciple of Dawang Mountain just now has already said everything, why do you want to stop?" Yun Hong couldn't help but ask, his hatred was still boiling.

Mo Daru looked at Luo Qingyin, but heard Luo Qingyin speak: "There was a problem with this song just now, and the emotions are completely opposite, even I have been counterattacked." ”

She glanced at the stone, and continued: "If he hadn't stopped it in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable." ”

"But it can't be proved that this matter was not done by the people of Dawang Mountain!" Yun Hong still did not give up, he was extremely eager to take revenge, otherwise he would be safe in his heart.

Mo Daru was silent, he glanced at everyone, whether it was a disciple of Dawang Mountain or a person of Confucianism and Taoism, the injuries on his body were not light, after all, when he reached this realm, every move and style was not a small fight, if he continued to fight, it was very likely that he would die, and then it would really be a situation of endless death.

And Luo Qingyin's injury is even more serious, and it is impossible to play another Sacred Heart Song for testing.

"Hehe, otherwise, I'll go with you, and the battle will settle down first......" At this moment, Shi scratched his head and said with a smirk.

"No!" the disciples of Dawang Mountain vetoed almost in unison.

Xiao Yihan even said: "Our disciples of Dawang Mountain advance and retreat together, and we have never been in the habit of being hostages!"

"No, no, don't get me wrong! I can't be a hostage!"

Shi waved his hand frantically, thought for a while, and then smiled: "Either I am the envoy, the so-called war between the two countries will not kill the envoy, just let me go to negotiate peace." ”

He looked at the people in Dawang Mountain with a smirk, still stupid, but his style of acting was not stupid at all.

"Still can't work!" Xiao Yihan shook his head directly without hesitation, "If you want to fight, you will fight, our Dawang Mountain has never been afraid of anything!"

"That is, our disciples of Dawang Mountain will not take the initiative to negotiate peace regardless of their identity!" Chu Xiaoyao also said.

Shi hugged his fist towards the disciples of Dawang Mountain, "Senior brothers, I only know that you also care about me, but my life is very hard, and I can't die at all." ”

"And the king didn't say it, try to value harmony as much as possible, and there are ......"

There was a hesitant look on his face, and he was actually a little embarrassed, he quickly scratched his head, and quietly glanced at Luo Qingyin, "I think the music played by that girl is very good, and I can ......hear it from time to time."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and everyone opened their mouths slightly, stunned on the spot.

"Cow ...... Awesome!" In the crowd, some people couldn't help but exclaim, and they spontaneously felt a sense of admiration for the stone.

At times like these...... This is...... Vindicate?!

(End of chapter)