The room was scarlet and gloomy, and when the sunlight penetrated again, the room was full of dust and sawdust, the left wall of the small house had collapsed, and countless dust was flying, and there was a big hole in the roof, and the tiles were falling down one by one, and the wooden pillars were full of scratches, deep and shallow. On the cold stone floor, there were two cold corpses lying on them, and Liu Ping and Yu Feng didn't know when they were slaughtered.

There is a small blood groove on his neck, and there are spiritual arrows stuck in front of and behind him!

It's just that Mao Qingwei and Liang Kai are gone?

Chen Xiaoxiao stood up, ran outside the house, and scolded: "Bastard Mao Qingwei, I don't know how to untie this cowhide rope for me first?"

Liang Kai waved his hand, and thousands of notes rushed towards Mao Qingwei, and said: "If I wave my hand, I can get eight hundred syllables, and if I play a song urgently, it will be hundreds of thousands, boy, can your giant shield block it?"

Mao Qingwei didn't know when he had conjured a bow and arrow in his hand. I won't lose to anyone!

The spiritual power in Mao Qingwei's hand gathered, transformed into an arrow, and shot out, one just came out, and the spiritual power in his hand gathered again, and the spiritual power arrow continued to shoot out, and the arrow flew out not far, but it was also split into thousands of long arrows, which collided with Liang Kai's playing syllables, and the air rippled layer by layer, and the explosion continued.

Ruoyun Lei rushed to everyone and recited the technique of Shui Qingjue, which eliminated the spiritual power that had spread to this place invisibly. Although his hands and feet are tied, his spiritual power can still operate freely.

Liang Kai's fingering is like the wind, one song is played, and another song, and the middle tune is changed, but there is no condensation. The dense syllables were overwhelming, rushing towards Mao Qingwei.

Mao Qingwei's technique was even worse, he only heard the strings being pulled, the strings were broken, and countless arrows were shot out, and the arrows were also dense, colliding with Liang Kai's syllables.

After one song, Liang Kai and Mao Qingwei didn't move, but they didn't stop working for a while. The trees in the courtyard have long been affected by the pond fish, the leaves have fallen and the branches are broken, and the bluestone floor is also tattered and unshaped.

Mao Qingwei's eyes were like torches, and he pulled the string for the last time, this time he didn't let go, but pulled it hard, and directly ripped off the longbow made of spiritual power. This pull, as if the general gave an order, those arrows hovering in the air rushed over as if they had received an order.

Liang Kai sighed, picked up the guqin, and jumped into the sky.

Lost. Both in terms of quantity and intensity, they lost to that kid.

Liang Kai jumped in the air, simply stopped in the air, looked down at Mao Qingwei, and said, "Boy, I underestimated you a little." Tell me your name, I, Liang Kai, don't kill nobodies. ”

Chen Xiaoxiao scolded: "You fuck, just fight, fight, can you not force so much?"

A syllable exploded at Chen Xiaoxiao's feet, countless stone chips flew up, Chen Xiaoxiao obediently closed her mouth, and could only scold in her heart: Fuck your mother!

Liang Kai exhaled heavily, don't you say it? Do you think I'm not qualified enough? Why are the little ghosts of this generation all the same, the little ghosts in front of him are like this, and so is the little ghost of Fan Shengquan. Okay, I'll let you taste it, and look at the fate of the uncle!

Liang Kai played a few syllables in a row, and there were obvious traces of those syllables in the air, and he played it in a different direction like a leisurely stroll, repeating it five times, and the fingering in his hand stopped abruptly, no longer touching the guqin, and looked at Mao Qingwei and said: "Boy, you did injure two god generals last time." But you, don't be too arrogant, those two gods will be numbered lower, do you know what that means?"

The aura exuded by Mao Qingwei at the moment was a little weird, even a little terrifying, giving people a heavy sense of depression, like, death!

He didn't pay attention to Liang Kai, the bow and arrow in his hand were transformed again, and he pulled it slightly, the sound of the bowstring was clear and audible, and there were ten more bows and arrows on the string, aiming at Liang Kai and shooting over.

Liang Kai laughed disdainfully, pressed his hand on the guqin, saw that the arrow was in front of him, and pressed the strings in his hand, the guqin Yannangui made a low and hoarse sound, the sound was not over, Liang Kai had already moved to another place.

Liang Kai said: "Boy, don't think that defeating the two backward god generals will be proud, and you can't live forever." He suddenly tore off his shirt, revealing his left shoulder, with the word "wanton" tattooed on it, and said arrogantly: "Lao Tzu is the fourth-ranked god general! ”

Mao Qingwei still didn't say a word, carefully recalling the method of Liang Kai's disappearance. After pressing the strings, the person disappeared, leaving a lot of residual spiritual power in the air, a total of five residual spiritual power.

Chen Xiaoxiao laughed and said: "Okay, the four god generals, the death god general! It seems that you have a bad year, and today is considered to be dead!"

The syllables burst out again, but this time they were preempted by Ruoyun Lei, blocked in front of Chen Xiaoxiao, and dissolved them with water clearing.

Mao Qingwei shot a few more arrows, and Liang Kai moved to the other side in the same way.

Understood, he had previously left his own sound wave beats in the five directions, that is, the remnants of spiritual power, and he only needed to press the strings to transfer to any of the five syllables. Mao Qingwei smiled slightly, the next step is much simpler, you only need to find out his fighting rules, and you can successfully kill him!

Some people are used to jumping with their left foot, and some people like to eat vegetarian first and then meat, which is a habit of life. Some people like to look at the breasts when they see beautiful women, some people like to look at the face, and some people like to look at the legs, which is the habit of seeing a woman for the first time. Of course, there is also a habit of fighting.

Mao Qingwei shot several waves of arrows in a row, and Liang Kai played Mao Qingwei like a cat and mouse, just dodging and not fighting back.

Mao Qingwei's eyes were firm and he understood thoroughly. Assuming that the remaining syllables of the five strands of spiritual power are set as "Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu", since the syllables of the five directions can continue to be used after they have been used, that is, "Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu, Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu, Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu..........." will be arranged infinitely, and according to the order of his transfer just now, it will be Gong Jiao Yu Shang Zheng in turn, and the cycle will continue indefinitely.

So!

Mao Qingwei once again stretched out his bow and arrows, seemingly aiming at the direction of the "Yu" where Liang Kai was currently located, but in fact, the traction of spiritual power was shooting in the direction of "Shang".

Liang Kai laughed disdainfully again, a little ghost is a little ghost.

As soon as Mao Qingwei's hand was released, the arrow had already been shot, and suddenly a voice sounded in his ear: "I guessed wrong." ”

Liang Kai had already arrived behind Mao Qingwei, holding five syllables in his hand, and the syllables were still jumping happily, at this moment, it seemed that the world was still, and only the notes were beating.

It's just that at that moment, the notes of joy and joy became murderous, Liang Kai let out a demonic laugh, pushed his right hand forward, and the countless syllables in his hand entered Mao Qingwei's body.

Mao Qingwei screamed, endured the pain, threw forward, and rolled on the ground twice, only then did he stabilize his body, and the corners of his mouth were already overflowing with blood.

Mao Qingwei finally spoke, and said, "You deliberately transferred according to the law of the "Gong Jiao Yu Business Sign"?"

Liang Kai said: "Hehe, the selling point is flawed for you, so that you can respond to the corresponding flaw for me, isn't it?"

Mao Qingwei stood up, and although the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he still laughed.

Liang Kai frowned, puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"

Mao Qingwei said: "You think you're the only one calculating me?

Liang Kai's body twisted, and looked, there were really dense arrows gathered around him, and the arrows were aimed at him, as if they were soldiers waiting for battle, and they only needed to give the general an order to launch a charge.

Liang Kai hurriedly pressed the strings of the guqin and hurriedly moved to another syllable position.

But the syllable position was also covered with dense small arrows, almost the same as the previous one. Liang Kai couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, these arrows were not aimed at me at all, but at my syllable direction! Damn, when did this little ghost get it?

Mao Qingwei didn't like to speak, but he didn't speak until the battle situation stabilized, and only listened to him say: "Do you think those arrows I just now were untargeted? Let me remind you again, you can look farther away." ”

Liang Kai looked again, and sure enough, up and down, left and right, a barrier had been formed in front and back, surrounding himself inside.

Mao Qingwei's forte, the six-party formation!

Mao Qingwei looked up, then looked at Liang Kai, and said, "If you tell me the information of other gods and generals now, I can give you a good time." Otherwise, I want you to pierce your body with ten thousand arrows, and each arrow will avoid your vital point, and then I want you to die in the sun with festering wounds and exposure to the sun, believe it?"

Liang Kai didn't see any fear, but laughed out loud and said, "Little ghost, don't be too arrogant. The five syllables I smashed into your body, do you think there is no fame?" Liang Kai Hengqin held in his chest and continued: "Guess, if I press this string, will the syllables in your body burst?"

Mao Qingwei paused for a moment, then exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and said calmly: "I can bear it, but you can't bear it." ”

Liang Kai frowned and asked, "Try it?"

"Try it!"

Liang Kai gritted his teeth, this is like a game, of course his hole cards are more than these, this is his penultimate hole card, the last hole card, he really doesn't want to use it.

That's reserved for that man - Fan Shengquan!

He joined the Twelve Divine Generals just to kill that man, to be precise, that little ghost. Hey, it's obviously a little ghost, but he still looks like an old god, which is really unpleasant.

Liang Kai, who can only read stupidly, has become one of the twelve god generals, and the people in the small village still can't believe it. It's just that I can't help but believe that whenever Liang Kai goes back to the village every year, his belongings are worth the income of the entire village for a whole year, and he has really changed.

Liang Kai knows that this is all thanks to the guqin, Nan Yangui, and also thanks to the piano playing techniques she taught herself.

The north wind blows geese and snow. The south goose returns, the south goose returns.

It's hard.

It seems that I can't go back this year.

Liang Kai pressed the strings violently, and there was an explosion in Mao Qingwei's body, and a burst of blood mist erupted, Liang Kai pressed his fingers four times in a row, and the explosion sounded four times in a row, and the blood mist continued to erupt, and the stones that Mao Qingwei stepped on were blown into crumbs, and Mao Qingwei knelt on one knee and didn't say a word.

Mao Qingwei stood up slowly, the blood mist had not yet dissipated, and he only heard him say calmly: "I said, I can bear it." He also suddenly ripped off his shirt, revealing a Shura head.

Liang Kai said in horror: "You... You're unexpectedly.. There is a Shura seal. ”

Mao Qingwei said: "The Shura Seal took away my forty years of life, in exchange for a contract: against the twelve divine generals, I can maximize the potential of my body. Whether it's attack, speed, recovery, or everything else, you can maximize your play. Isn't it ridiculous? I only got this forty years of life. It's not funny at all! Next, I'm going to make you feel my boundless hatred. Liang Kai, let me ask you again one last time, the information of other gods, do you say it or not?!"

To maximize the potential of the body, isn't it a bit similar to my Bamen Dunjia, the development of the body by ordinary people, at most one percent, and those who cultivate martial arts, with the improvement of the realm, are about forty to fifty percent. In rare cases, such as sudden anger, such as between life and death, a person's potential may reach 10%. And the most terrifying thing about the Eight Gates Dunjia is to break through this limit value, Chen Xiaoxiao has already deeply realized that when the Seven Gates slay the dragon, they have probably reached twelve percent of their potential, he really can't imagine what will happen to the Eighth Gate?

I don't know what the maximum amount Mao Qingwei said, what is it, is it ten percent, or is it a higher breakthrough?

Liang Kai no longer held the guqin, but put the guqin on his shoulder, still so arrogant and domineering, still arrogant and fierce, and said: "Boy, who do you think of me? Lao Tzu's twelve god generals, the fourth god general, Liang Kai, the Wuxiang qin music master! Want information about other god generals? Yes, kill me, Lao Tzu will tell you!"

How can you tell me if you are dead? Liang Kai's attitude is already very clear.

"Mao Qingwei!"

Mao Qingwei also spit out a mouthful of turbidity and said word by word.

Liang Kai sighed, and finally was willing to say his name, Mao Qingwei, Mao Qingwei.

Mao Qingwei stopped talking after signing up, raised his right hand high, snapped his fingers heavily, and countless hovering arrows rushed towards Liang Kai.

The guqin on Liang Kaikang's shoulder was suspended in front of Liang Kai's eyes in a strange posture. Liang Kai recited a series of strange incantations, and the guqin glowed with a faint and strange light.

Countless arrows hung on Liang Kai's body, and blood flowed like a pillar in an instant.

Liang Kai was bleeding nonstop, but he still tried his best to look at the guqin, one last look.

In his clear eyes, there was a reappearance of the appearance when they first met.

The past is full of history, and it pours into Liang Kai's heart like a reflection of the tide.

That year, the iron horse stepped through the small village, the sound of horses' hooves, many people died tragically, Liang Kai was picked up by his grandfather from the pile of dead, and he was still holding a guqin book tightly in his arms: Nanyangui

As the child grew up, he still played wildly with Yan Nangui. Grandpa naturally couldn't afford to ask the master to teach him, but he played it indiscriminately, and it was quite beautiful in his ears.

By chance, I don't know if it was a dream or a reality, she appeared, taught him to play the piano, and taught him to compose music........

After that night, scholar Liang Kai became the pianist Liang Kai.

Nan Ke had a dream, in Liang Kai's opinion, after only one night's work, his grandfather had been dead for many days, and the already poor house was also densely covered with cobwebs and dust.

After he had buried his grandfather, he went out to the outside of the village.

Whether it was a dream or an illusion, that night was the happiest night for me Liang Kai, but unfortunately, I can't see you anymore.

I can't send you back to the south, you can go the rest of the way!

The purple qi was dense, and violent spiritual power fluctuations came, and a hand stretched out from the purple qi, a slender, extremely elastic hand, and from the purple qi, a beautiful woman actually walked out.

Sacrifice.

Sacrifice with blood.

Liang Kai's last hole card was originally against Fan Shengquan, but sadly, it can only be used once in a lifetime, because his blood has to be sacrificed to awaken the Qin Spirit in Guqin Nanyan Guizhong.

Qin Ling will be hostile to the person who killed Liang Kai!

Qin Ling glanced at Liang Kai and then at Mao Qingwei, she could hear and see everything sleeping in the guqin.

Boundless hatred? My hatred for you now is no weaker than your hatred for the twelve gods in the future.

Qin Ling waved his hands, his clothes fluttered, and he was angry at the bullfight.

Imminent.