"Damn...... Is there any way to be able to see the sound!" Lin Mad scolded secretly: "Actually, his sonic knife may not be denser than that rain of arrows. It's just that I can't even see it, so I can't avoid it! But then again, I can only hear the voice, and I can't see it!"

Lin Mad was struggling to dodge the attack of Dust Yutian, and when he glanced at it by chance, he saw that Zhang Wushu had fallen to the ground. It seems that although he is not dead, there is no doubt that he lost.

In this way, Lin Mad was even more embarrassed. Not only have to face the ubiquitous sound of the piano in the dusty sky, but also face this painting monarch Su Baishui.

Lin Mad almost cried angrily: "Zhang Wudi, you are special...... You're a loser!"

Lin Mad felt that Zhang Wudi should really change his name.

Ever since Lin Mad had seen Zhang Wuving, this very awesome martial artist didn't seem to have won once!

Therefore, Wujun Zhang Wushu should change his name! Defeated in a hundred battles, Zhang failed!

Although Zhang Wudi was lying down, Su Baishui's appearance was also very embarrassing. This can be seen in the deep wound on his body, which is visible to the bone.

Although Su Baishui won, there is no doubt that he has no ability to continue fighting.

Just when Lin Mad felt a little lucky, he saw Su Baishui take out a scroll of painting from his sleeve. The scroll was thrown in the air, but it was a picture of a tiger descending from the mountain.

After the tiger descended the mountain and was thrown into the air, a tiger roar immediately erupted, and the tiger actually jumped out of the picture directly.

"I'm a ...... Rinima" Lin scolded wildly: "The finishing touch is actually real?!"

Su Baishui half-knelt on the ground and kept throwing out various painting scrolls. Among them are all kinds of generals, fierce beasts, and even a landscape painting that depicts a blizzard in the sky. As soon as this painting was thrown out, Lin Mad immediately had a feeling that it was freezing and he was struggling.

"It turns out that a painter is a summoner!

Lin Mad felt that there were countless grass and mud horses in the Malegobi in his heart, singing and galloping wildly.

This battle can't be fought!

Teammates are useless, enemies are still fierce!

However, the cold and freezing environment made Lin Mad a little realized: "That's right! Although the sound is invisible, I can make the sound visible! The sound is invisible...... But the sound waves are tangible! Frost and cold aura! Thousands of miles of frost and cold!"

Lin Madness suddenly activated the frost and cold aura, and the temperature around him dropped a lot, and the snowflakes became more intense, and in the end, it was even more goose feather snow.

Although this goose feather snow is only within the range of Lin Mad's body, it is still a rare spectacle.

In a sense, this is also a snowfall in June!

After losing those paintings, Su Baishui seemed to be a little exhausted, and collapsed to the ground: "Lao Chen, I can't do it...... The rest is up to you!"

Dust Yutian nodded heavily: "I will definitely live up to my mission!"

As he spoke, the movements in Chenyutian's hands were a little faster, and the sound of the piano became more and more intense. And the sonic knives in the sky are also a little more dense.

At the same time, those fierce beasts and warriors who jumped out of the painting also attacked Lin Mad one after another. It can be said that this moment is a crisis.

However, Lin Mad clearly saw that countless trajectories were drawn in the snowstorm. The sonic knife slashed through the wind and snow, leaving a long tail mark in the wind and snow. The invisible sound finally left a visible trace at this moment!

"Hahaha! I see what else is so powerful about your piano sound!"

Lin laughed wildly, and suddenly urged the fist intent martial spirit. The power of the King of Fist Intent descended, and Lin Mad's strength skyrocketed tenfold in an instant. At the same time, the gluttonous martial soul's counterattack ability was also run to the extreme by Lin Mad.

A sonic knife flew in front of him, Lin Mad grabbed it with both hands, and actually grabbed this invisible sonic knife in his hand, which was thrown back by Lin Mad and turned to attack Dust Yutian himself.

Although Dust Yutian couldn't see the existence of the Sonic Knife, he was still aware of the existence of the Sonic Knife.

Shocked, Dust Yutian hurriedly plucked the strings and shot a sonic knife again, and the two sonic knives hit each other in mid-air, shattering them all.

However, as a result, the sound of the Dust Imperial Lyra was chaotic, and the sonic knife immediately became weaker and weaker.

Lin Mad seized the opportunity to counterattack one after another, and hit the flying sonic knives one by one on the beasts and warriors in the paintings.

Those warrior beasts were hit by sonic sonic knives, and their heads were in different places, and finally restored to ancient paintings.

Lin Mad had to admit that this Su Baishui was indeed quite weird. His paintings are indeed very profound, and they are simply lifelike. There is no doubt that these strange beasts and warriors that appear from the paintings are also very powerful.

But it's a pity that he met an even more powerful dust royal sky!

Lin Mad used the sound knife of the dust to kill Su Baishui's painting!

At this time, the sound of the piano became more and more intense, and countless sonic knives swept in. But at this time, Lin Mad had already seen the trajectory of the sonic knife clearly, and was no longer embarrassed, but took them in his hands one by one, and threw them at Dust Yutian himself.

There are more and more sonic knives shot out of the sound of the piano, and there are more and more sonic knives that are bounced back by Lin Mad as well. Until the end, an invisible aura formed between the two. Although it is invisible to the naked eye, it is extremely dangerous.

At this moment, a goshawk descended from the sky and landed between the two as if attracted by the sound of the piano.

But the moment the goshawk descended, it was dismembered by countless sonic knives and cut into strips of meat.

At this time, the sound of the piano had reached its most intense moment, and Dust Yutian was already sweating on his forehead, and his face was gradually beginning to turn pale. Obviously, playing the piano at this frequency is also an incomparably huge loss for him.

"No... cough cough ......" Chen Yutian's face turned pale, and he suddenly stood up, slammed Yaoqin to the ground, slapped the body of the piano with one hand, and played the last note.

Lin Mad was really taken aback when he saw the trajectory of the sonic knife. This sonic knife is unprecedentedly huge. It can be said that it is more than ten times larger than the previous sonic knives. If he was hit by this sonic knife, Lin Mad estimated that he would die on the spot.

At this time, there were no other sonic knives in front of Lin Mad in front of him, and it seemed that only this last huge sonic wave was left between heaven and earth.

Lin Madyuan's eyes widened and roared angrily: "How could I die under this kind of attack! Sword Emperor! Give me ...... Smash it!"

At this moment, Lin Mad condensed all the attacks he had just received into a ball and fought it out with the help of gluttonous power. The Sword Emperor's strength collided with this sonic knife, and it exploded in an instant.

The snowstorm around Lin Mad disappeared in an instant, blowing up both Lin Mad and flying out.

Fortunately, Lin Madness has evolved into a glutton, and his recovery ability is strong. After a few breaths, the injuries on his body healed a lot. Looking at Dust Yutian again, at this time, Dust Yutian's clothes are broken, and he no longer has the appearance he had before. And the strings on the Yaoqin have also shrunk into a ball, and it is obviously impossible to continue playing in a short time.

However, Dust Yutian did not die, but was supported by others.

“...... Fok Ying Shan. Lin Mad took a deep breath: "You are finally willing to come out! I thought you were going to shrink in it for the rest of your life." ”

Huo Yingshan's face was cold, and he helped Dust Yutian aside, and then said, "I can't think of it." I can't imagine that the Qincha in Wuling County is actually you!"

(End of chapter)