It had just rained, and the bluestones on the mountain were wet and slippery.

Gu Gengren's fingers were flying, and every time he plucked the strings, a faint green qi emanated, with a killing intent that did not match his temperament.

With him as the center, the green qi spread out in all directions, and the space quickly folded.

And Gu Gengren was in the center of this fold point, not with his current strength, he could fold the space, but the sound of the piano resonated with the aura in the space, which made ripples.

"The sound of a hundred strings!" he exhaled.

Before the sound fell, the ten fingers were like turning into the most perfect work of art, beating rapidly on the strings, every movement was just right, one more point was overflowing, and one less point was losing, and the qi in his body completely dissipated, even if he used his mental power to detect it, he couldn't detect it.

As the sound spread, the green qi merged with the sound waves above the strings.

A hundred arrow feathers condensed in the air out of thin air, flickering with cold stars, as if they had just been fished out of the cold pools in the extreme north, cold and sharp, as if they could penetrate all barriers, including the shackles that locked their Dao hearts.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stirred, making people's blood boil, and Gu Gengren's veins seemed to be flowing with magma.

He let out a long roar: "Jin Ge Iron Horse, Ning!"

Before the voice dissipated, a hundred big green horses in armor suddenly appeared in Ou Yangming's perception, extremely real. The horse roared at the same time, a breath of white air erupted from its nose, and a hundred iron horsemen charged at the same time, their momentum was incomparable, just like a hundred high-level spiritual monks condensed their momentum and crushed it against Ou Yangming.

The top of the mountain was pressed by this powerful momentum, and it fell down inch by inch.

The rocks pierce the air, and the waves crash on the shore.

Countless small thin and dense holes appeared on the bluestone on the edge of the cliff at the same time, and at the same time exuded cold air.

This scene is enough to make everyone under His Holiness shocked.

But in terms of momentum alone, even centrifugation didn't crush Ouyang Yangming, how could Gu Gengren do it?

His face was calm, his right index finger slid over the flaming cold cicada, the shadow of cold mist reflected in his eyes, and he whispered, "Cold Mist Technique!"

Immediately afterwards, the tadpole-like beating runes on the fire and cold cicadas all lit up, enveloping half of the mountain, the temperature around them dropped rapidly, and a cold fog three or four zhang wide was like a hurricane, rushing towards the hundred iron horses, the sky and the earth were vast, and within ten zhang of Ou Yangming's surroundings, there were snowflakes.

"Ning!" he gestured with his staff.

Suddenly, the hundred iron horses turned into ice sculptures in an instant.

It was as if I had been hit by a mountain, and it completely collapsed.

All this is a long time to say, but from the condensation of these hundred iron horses to the complete collapse, it is not enough to breathe.

Gu Gengren's face was pale, his body staggered backwards, and even the guqin fell on the top of the mountain.

"Childe, are you okay?" The old man was dressed in a black robe, his face was full of panic, and he stepped forward.

"It's okay!" Gu Gengren snorted lightly, stopped the figure of Mu Lao with his eyes, and was extremely shocked in his heart, and said secretly, I have killed a peak spirit person with this move, I didn't expect to be prevented by him so easily, how is this possible? This kind of spiritual power is really terrifying, if Gu Gengren knew that Ou Yangming had stolen the master in front of a peak venerable before, I don't know what he would think?

He covered his mouth with his hand, and when his palm was released, his palm was red.

We can't go on like this, we have to do it quickly. He secretly said in his heart, deep in his heart, there was a faint fear, yes, it was fear, at this moment, Ou Yangming gave him the feeling that it was like a bottomless starry sky, no matter how strong you used, it would be absorbed.

Without hesitation, the suction in his hand burst out, and he grabbed the guqin in his hand, and his ten fingers almost turned into an afterimage.

At the same time, the strings were plucked, and countless strange notes echoed, and the fierceness in his eyes flashed.

Shouted loudly: "The sound of a thousand strings!"

Suddenly, countless rocks flew, and a thousand arrow feathers appeared at the same time, turning into ten, ten into hundreds, and the entire mountain top became a sea of arrow feathers, and the sound of whistling resounded through the heavens and the earth. Not to mention the high level of the spirit, even if it is the peak of the spirit, the waves set off are less than one-third.

Wen Zhou only felt that his lips were dry, his voice was hoarse, and he said, "This move can threaten the Daozi of the Absolute Sword Peak." ”

As soon as this voice came out, Ling Yue's pupils contracted, and he secretly said in his heart, he must block it!

Jian Chengzhe looked crazy, and roared in his heart, I won, Qiyao Dan is mine, I know that I will definitely win!

Suddenly, Gu Gengren's subordinates pressed down and shouted in a low voice: "Hurry!"

This arrow feather that covered the sky and the sun was instantly like countless star marks that broke through the sky, extremely sharp, aimed at Ou Yangming and strangled away.

Even Gu Gengren's toes were lightly touched, he abandoned the piano and lifted the sword, followed by these countless sword feathers, and turned into a white lightning that tore the starry sky to pieces, fast to the extreme, and the long sword in his hand was round, and the cold light was shining.

Ou Yangming's face was solemn, he looked at the countless arrow feathers that burst in, and said softly: "King Kong Protector!"

As soon as the voice fell, countless yellow halos appeared out of thin air, thin and dense, intertwined into a web. Directly enveloped Ou Yangming's body, and even his skin faintly turned bronze, as if he had cultivated the body cultivation of body refining kung fu, he looked extremely tough.

Seeing this scene, Gu Gengren's heart sank, and he quickly pinched the trick with his left hand, mobilized the arrow feathers with spiritual power, and condensed all the arrow feathers floating in the sky together, turning them into a golden arrow feather, so that the sharp power in it reached the extreme.

He pushed his left hand outward, and the speed of this golden arrow feather exploded, almost to the point where it was imperceptible to his spiritual power.

The golden light on Ou Yangming's body became more and more severe, and he shook the golden arrow feather with the vajra body.

The sound of metal clashing spread out in all directions, and the two were at a stalemate for a moment.

At this moment, Gu Gengren rushed over, his qi locked on Ou Yangming's eyebrows, and a sword swept over, fast and ruthless.

"Almost!" Ou Yangming's eyes flashed with coldness, and he secretly ran the only thought technique, gathered his breath, and roared softly: "The voice of gods and demons!"

I saw an extremely sharp sound wave slamming forward, and everywhere it passed, even the aura was completely crushed, revealing a palpitating white color in the air.

Seeing this picture, Gu Gengren only felt a chill in his body.

Every cell in his body trembled, stopped his steps, and stepped back.

"Can you retreat?" Ou Yangming sneered, and pressed forward lightly, the speed of this sound wave increased greatly, and this golden arrow feather couldn't even block a bit, so it turned into golden powder inch by inch, but this sound wave still didn't stop, and it went straight to Gu Gengren's chest.

The reason why Ou Yangming used the only trick at this time was to pay attention to it.

First of all, the use of the Mind Trick must be unexpected, and the closer the two of them are, the more destructive the power becomes.

Secondly, Ou Yangming's identity is a spellcaster, and he can only put on a defensive posture, if he takes the initiative to attack it, I am afraid that even a fool will know that there is fraud, so it will not be effective.

But Gu Gengren took the initiative to abandon the piano and raise the sword to attack, which gave Ou Yangming a good opportunity.

Moreover, he also held on to it!

After seizing the opportunity, the result was that Gu Gengren was cornered.

The long sword in his hand kept slashing out, or like a magma volcanic eruption, or as cold as a snowfield, or as cold as a fog, unpredictable, fast or slow, or paused or stopped, countless sword moves merged into a furnace, and slashed out at the same time, trying to reduce the sharp force above the sound waves, but only blocking a little.

"Faster, faster!"

Gu Gengren roared in his mouth, but the qi machine had been firmly locked, how could he get rid of it?

Ou Yangming stepped forward, and his move was like an antelope hanging its horns, and it came with a bang, which was like the last straw that crushed the camel, and instantly scattered Gu Gengren's shelf.

The staff pressed against his throat, and his voice was flat and unwavering, and he said, "You lost!"

At the same time, raise your hand to break the voice of gods and demons.

Gu Gengren's eyes showed a blankness, he was stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly, and said, "Congratulations, Brother Yu." If I lose this time, I won't lose next time. It's not a good taste. He tied up his long hair on the top of his head and held the guqin in his hand.

Ou Yangming didn't speak, and shook his head undeniably.

Du Lao stepped forward, the wrinkles on his face were like flies, and he said eagerly: "Childe, are you okay?"

"It's okay, if it weren't for Brother Yu's mercy and the last move to blow up, I would have been seriously injured. As he spoke, he bowed heavily to Ou Yangming.

Ou Yangming jumped reflexively and dodged.

Then he walked to Ling Yue's side, gently arched his hand, and said, "Brother Ling, live up to expectations." ”

Every cell in Ling Yue's body trembled, he was so excited in his heart that there was only one voice left in his heart shouting, Qiyao Dan, this is Qiyao Dan, his brain is extremely chaotic!

It was still Qi Yue who pinched him lightly, and he came to his senses.

He smiled and said, "Let Brother Yu laugh!"

The two of them were all crimson, and they were in a good mood.

But among the people present, there was only one person who was in a bad mood, and that was Jian Chengzhe. The cells all over his body were screaming, and he asked secretly, why? Why is Ling Yue so lucky, why is this Qiyao Pill not his own? He hates, hates.

But the people present, except for Ling Yue, he didn't dare to offend anyone, so he could only impose this hatred on this "unlucky junior brother", and made up his mind that he must find an opportunity to kill him unconsciously, in this way, all the cultivation resources under Wen Zhou's hands are his own, and at this moment, his heart is full of evil intentions.

The fierce color in his eyes flashed, and he went down the mountain along the path.

Wen Zhou looked at Jian Chengzhe's distant back, sighed secretly, his throat moved slightly, but he couldn't say anything.

Shaking his head, his wrist flipped, and when he fell, a small porcelain bottle had been pinched in his hand, and he said softly: "This is the Seven Yao Pill, cultivate well in the future, strive to break through the initial level of the spirit as soon as possible, and you can also carry a sword box on your body." ”

"Yes!" Ling Yue nodded heavily, his heart extremely hot.