Now that the real sound of killing has come out, there is absolutely no possibility of turning back.

When Nie Yan reacted, it was too late to stop it, listening to the passionate tune coming out, watching that force directly hit Wanwan's back.

As if silently, the bowl fell in the heavy rain.

'Wanwan', Nie Yan whispered in his heart, but the worried words were choked in his throat, and he couldn't scream.

Wanwan turned around, with a trace of blood on the corner of his lips, just for a moment, seeing that it was not Nie Yan who made a move, a trace of unknown happiness flashed in his eyes, and he actually stood up like this and continued to walk forward.

"Good." The young man who had only plucked out one note before couldn't help but comment arrogantly, and then, one hand fell on the guqin, but this time two more passionate tones jumped out of the guqin one after another.

At the same time, Nie Yan took out his sword.

The figure rushed forward like the wind, and where the sword fell, the note full of power was actually cut off by Nie Yan, leaving only the empty aftermath and no longer lethal.

The young man's ten fingers fell on the strings, raised his eyebrows and looked at Nie Yan, a wave of anger did not start, but it was quite powerful: "Why are you stopping me?" If you want to brave the world's condemnation, as a human cultivator, do you stand on the side of the demon clan? ”

"I, Nie Yan, don't need to explain to you. What does heaven have to do with me? She wants to die, not under the sound of your piano, but only under my Nie Yan's sword. Nie Yan stood in front of the young man, and he didn't have the slightest intention of backing down, but said clearly word by word.

How could this conversation not reach Wanwan's ears, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but tears kept sliding down her eyes.

Like a flower that has not yet bloomed and is about to wither, it blooms in the mountain wind, full of sorrow.

Nie Yan naturally couldn't see her expression.

Just as she couldn't see Nie Yan's figure blocking the young man's body.

"Good." When the young man heard Nie Yan's words, his expression suddenly turned cold: "Why do you say it so high-sounding, it's just obsessed." You can't bear this demon girl, but I want to kill her, what can you do with me? ”

As he spoke, the young man waved his hands, and three impassioned tones floated out of the piano in a row.

Nie Yan snorted coldly, his body moved, and the three notes were all ready to slash in the air.

A trace of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by the usual arrogance, but his expression had become solemn: "It rains heavily tonight, but it is my next song "Flying Rain and Falling Flowers" The best time to come, speaking of which, this song is the advantage of the time, so I open my mouth to remind you that at the end of the song, there will be a real killing sound, which is secretly in line with the killing of the Heavenly Dao, if that tune comes out, you have no possibility of survival, if you can survive this song, and then say that wild words?" ”

As he spoke, the young man regained his usual expression, just squinting at Nie Yan and not looking at people squarely.

Then he said slowly: "You should be glad that tonight is in the mountains and forests, if you are on the banks of the lakes and rivers, with the help of the will of heaven and earth, if this sound of killing changes to the sound of water, you are not even qualified to fight with me." ”

Nie Yan's face was expressionless, silent as a stone, but the horizontal sword on his chest had already indicated what he was thinking.

Emperor Tong's words were originally meant to be about to fight, which showed that it was powerful, if Nie Yan retreated between words, he would naturally continue to chase and kill Wanwan.

If Nie Yan doesn't retreat, there will be a battle between the two.

Nie Yan's unflinching attitude made Emperor Tong a little shocked in his heart, he didn't know where this young man from the mountains had the courage to fight with the head of his dignified Tong family.

You must know that he is a young genius, and at the age of ten, he can play the killing sound that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Tong family, and it is stable and in accordance with the will of heaven, and it is completely different from the half-hanging killing sound played by that people.

Three years later, the uncle abdicated to make way for Xian, and at the age of thirteen, he sat on the position of head of the Tong family.

In the past few years, he has walked the rivers and lakes, killed dozens of evil demons, and even fought with the big demon, although both defeats were injured, but it can be regarded as a glorious record.

In the circle of demon hunters, it can be regarded as a small statement.

The young man in front of him aroused the proudest bottom line of the young man in the green shirt of the water boy's family, and in front of Nie Yan's horizontal sword, he was no longer polite, and his hands fell on the sound of the strings, and the rain in a radius of half a mile actually followed the sound of the piano, and he was stagnant.

Then, the young man's ten fingers together, and the sound and melody were like real rain falling from the sky, overwhelmingly towards Nie Yan.

And those stagnant raindrops, every note that fused, turned into killing weapons, and they also flew towards Nie Yan.

Nie Yan's expression was solemn, the young man in front of him was outstandingly talented, and he could be regarded as a brilliant person, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a powerful ability at such a weak age, this was really the first fierce opponent in Nie Yan's life.

Everywhere the soul power passed, Nie Yan's legs were like wind, and at the moment when the raindrops hit him, his body moved with his heart, and he had already abruptly dodged half a mile away.

With a sword in one hand, he slashed down the raindrops that came from the attack, but with the other hand, he pinched the trick, and quickly gathered soul power in his palm.

The boy was slightly shocked, but his fingers moved faster, and the strings were plucked, like a heavy rain in the summer when it finally fell.

The raindrops in the sky unexpectedly gathered into an overwhelming mass with the sound of the piano, and went towards Nie Yan like a whirlwind.

This is definitely not something that Nie Yan's sword can block.

Seeing that the killing rain was about to envelop Nie Yan, at this time, Nie Yan, who had words in his mouth and changed his hand repeatedly, finally became in shape.

A stream of soul power floated out of his palm, seemingly light and fluttering without any power, but if you look closely, the thin layer is just a layer wrapped on the outside, and the inside is like a substance, I am afraid that a touch of blue light that ordinary people can see is to show that the soul power is compressed to the extreme, and it will have such an effect.

In just an instant, the overwhelming rain came into contact with this inconspicuous soul power light cluster.

At first, it was dull and silent, like a casual touch.

But in an instant, the light burst open, and thousands of thin and hairy soul power needles shot out from it, and each thin needle collided with every bit of killing rain!

For a while, there was a 'bang' collision and thousands of splashes!

If other demon hunters were here, their hearts would be shaken! What level of battle is this? Is it the kind of battle between young people that should be child's play?

But it's like a real adult demon hunter, or the kind of battle that can break out if it's still excellent.

"Good!" The young man in the green shirt didn't want the young man in front of him to have such amazing soul power, so he couldn't help but fight to the end, and shouted happily.

"Come!" Nie Yan also shouted when he was fighting.

The next moment, the sound of the young man in the green shirt suddenly stopped, and then he saw that the waving of his hands became faster, as if he was crazy, and he actually brought the sound of the wind breaking through the air.

The tune also changed from the intensity of the heavy rain falling at the beginning to a kind of explosive tone.

It is like a heavy rain in the mountains and forests, which suddenly ushered in a storm, wrapped in rapid rain, and suddenly turned into a storm like a natural disaster.

Nie Yan didn't dare to take it off at this moment, and under the pinching of his hand, his soul power swung away, turning into an armor-like wrap around his body!

I saw that the previous raindrops turned into water arrows and shot towards him.

Nie Yan's hand changed, an invisible shield appeared in his hand, and he dodged, blocking the water arrows that shot from him, and the explosion shook and made his entire soul tremble a little.

But how could he only be beaten passively, and at the same time, a grand soul power was injected into the long sword in Nie Yan's hand, one sideways, and between swings, a fierce sword intent also shot towards the young man in green shirts.

The sound of the young man in the green shirt was stunned, and a large part of the water arrows in the sky turned around and collided with the fierce sword intent.

With a 'boom', a column of water erupted from the broken grove, like a lake being blown open and rising into the sky, with an astonishing sound.

Nie Yan felt the pleasure, let out a long howl, and rushed towards the young man in the green shirt.

And the sound of the young man in the green shirt has exploded to the highest point, just like the torrential rain has finally been swept into the flowing water of the mountain stream, forming a torrent of rapids, overwhelming the world.

The rain also responded in time, and a powerful column of water was formed by the water arrows in the sky.

The water column was controlled by spiritual power, but it implied a burst soul power, and it swept towards Nie Yan like this

Before the powerful torrent, Nie Yan was like a fluttering boat, it seemed so precarious, weak and powerless, but at this moment, Nie Yan stood abruptly, all his strength was concentrated on his hind legs, and his sword-holding arm opened a huge arc towards the rear.

A sky-high momentum erupted from Nie Yan's body, condensing above the sword body!

'Boom', the water of the torrent mercilessly finally attacked Nie Yan, and at this time, Nie Yan's momentum accumulated to the peak, and he who originally looked weak suddenly looked like a giant!

At the moment when the flash flood rushes over.

Nie Yan shouted 'Kill'!

In an instant, an incomparably powerful sword intent slashed through the torrent, and the entire grove was instantly still!