As he spoke, Cheng Tie's piano tone became a little calmer. The rhythm is not slow, mixed with a lot of trills, so that people who hear it can't help but have some heart palpitations.

An Xueruo saw that her jade flute was being caught behind Cheng Tie's back, her heart moved, and she said loudly: "This time I'll come first." ”

She had only used one spell just now, so she still had some strength.

Seeing her red figure in the moonlight, she took three steps forward, and took out her jasper flute from the void with a flip of her hand.

In the bright moonlight, it is like a touching spring color, like a thorny rose blooming in the night.

The night wind blew An Xueruo's long hair and clothes. An Xueruo at that moment was so beautiful that it was like a fairy descending into the mortal world.

Cheng Tie was still playing the piano, and the sound of the piano was deeper, like a prelude before the climax.

Fan Tian and Liang Muyi both looked at An Xueruo and Cheng Tie very nervously.

At this moment, Cheng Tie's fingers moved, and five sword qi flew towards the three of them.

But at this time, An Xueruo also completed the gathering, and at this time, the faint green light on the jade flute flickered, and the cold air was pressing.

An Xueruo saw the aura coming, and swung her sword to meet it.

As soon as the two sound waves came into contact, a violent explosion immediately occurred, changing the tune of the two of them.

Cheng Tie's face was steady, the rhythm in his hand accelerated, and the rhythm of the music immediately accelerated at the same time.

The moment his fingers made contact with the strings, he injected aura into the strings, and the sound blade was quickly ejected.

Cheng Tie's sound blade fired continuously, and immediately shot out several rays of qi, exploding continuously.

When the sound of the explosion stopped, the sound of the piano still echoed in the night sky. And An Xueruo's mouth overflowed with blood.

"Xue Ruo, how are you?" Fan Tian asked with concern.

"It's not a big deal. ”

Fan Tian took a step forward, waved the Kunpeng sword in his hand, and said, "Look at me." ”

Hearing the words, Cheng Tie couldn't help but look at Fan Tian involuntarily, seeing that he didn't know when, he put on a posture ready to go.

In his left hand, he held the scabbard in front of him, and the tip of the sword glowed with white light, facing Cheng Tie.

Fan Tian's feet tensed and lunges, equipped at any time, twisted his waist and turned his hips, and released the aura of his body through the sword, turning it into a life-threatening sword.

Cheng Tie didn't think so in his heart, except for a little cold at the tip of the sword, there was nothing surprising, and it seemed that Fan Tian didn't mean to strike first.

This made Cheng Tie a little stunned, and in the fight, he was the first to strike.

Thinking of this, Cheng Tie had some amusement in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to laugh at Fan Tian for a few words, but suddenly saw Fan Tian's entire body rushing forward, as if he had been detached from the string.

The galloping catapult from the opposite side came quickly, making Cheng Tie's face change.

The rhythm of the piano in his hand is also a little messy. But his performance was originally improvised, and he changed the key a few times. So this time, even An Xueruo, who is proficient in music, didn't hear it.

Cheng Tie hurriedly flicked his fingers, and another sonic blade met Fan Tian. Just as Qi Mang was about to hit Fan Tianshi, suddenly his body split into two.

With a slight shake of his shoulder, he transformed into two images holding swords, stabbing straight from the left and right sides at the same time with the same move.

Cheng Tie's evaluation of Fan Tian in his heart was three points lower, in front of a master like him who is so sensitive to sound, using a phantom clone, isn't that looking for death?

He only had to prick up his ears to tell a real person from the sound. Only this real sword will have the sound of weapons breaking through the air. Phantoms don't make the slightest sound.

But when Liu Zhengfei pricked up his ears to listen, he found that there were voices on the left and right, and secretly said in his heart: "Could it be that this guy is so old that he has cultivated the true phantom of the legend." ”

Liu Zhengfei didn't have time to think about it, and released two sonic blades in a row to pop up at the two Fan Tian.

After the first sonic blade hit the target, there was a thud, and the phantom disappeared instantly.

The second sonic blade flew again. At this time, Fan Tian didn't have the need to pretend anymore, and immediately sacrificed a strict barrier and took over the sonic blade.

But Cheng Tie's keen ears heard the sound of breaking the sky, and he didn't stop, but continued. He took a good look at Fan Tian, and was hit by his anger, but at the same time, the Kunpeng sword flew towards him, he hurriedly raised his hand and grabbed the flying Kunpeng sword, and the blood slowly dripped from his hand, but he didn't let go of the blade of the Kunpeng sword, but grabbed it tighter, because there was a more painful injury than his hand.

He was a step too late, and the Kunpeng sword had blinded him in the right eye.

If you go in one more inch, you can end Cheng Tie's life.

Liu Zhengfei grabbed the Kunpeng sword with his left hand and pulled it out.

Seeing An Xueruo and Liang Muyi in this process was shocked, and no one could imagine how painful it was for the tip of the sword to pierce the eyes. But this Cheng Tie is really a tough guy, he didn't scream. When he pulled out his Kunpeng sword and threw him on the ground. Covering his eyes, he asked, "What the hell is going on!"

Fan Tian was injured by the sound wave blade, he got up from the ground, and immediately patted Tudao: I already know that you people who are proficient in music will use the method of listening to sound to distinguish between real and false clones. So this time the doppelganger, I used half-truths. ”

"Half-truths?" Cheng Tie had some questions.

"What is a half-truth. ”

Not only Cheng Tie has such questions, but An Xueruo and Liang Muyi also have such questions.

Fan Tian said with a smile: "The illusion I cast this time, the phantom on the right, the Kunpeng Sword is real. The phantom man on the left is real. ”

Now, Cheng Tie has thrown away his original contempt for Fan Tian without a trace, and he can still think of such a plan in the middle of the battle, and such a mind is the most terrifying weapon.

The fight with Fan Tian is no less dangerous than a life-and-death fight with a fierce opponent on his own.

Although his cultivation realm is not high, the cooperation between him and his partners with a high degree of tacit understanding, as well as unexpected tactics, indeed forms a soft combat power.

Although one eye couldn't see, Cheng Tie pricked up his ears and listened intently, trying to judge the opponent's next move from the sound.

Because his left eye was closed, and his right eye was only half open, he shook himself in front of him, followed by a sharp sound, mixed with a cold wind, which came towards him from the direction of the front.

Fan Tian's assassination, Cheng Tie was not only not panicked but happy in his heart.

The opponent's methods are really still a little naïve, if Fan Tian's blind spot from his perspective sneaks up and harasses him, he is only afraid that he will really have some worries, but such a swaggering attack from the front, what is so terrible, at this moment he still has an eye that can see Fan Tian's movements clearly, and even if he doesn't look, with his ability to hear the wind and distinguish sounds, not to mention the sound of a sword breaking the wind, it is a toothpick flying, he can also hear it clearly.