The piano was still spinning. Su Jiuqin took a deep breath, and his ten fingers suddenly loosened: "Listen, Xuantian Gu shoots Yang Lu Yize!" ”

The branches shook, the trees shook, and the roots of the trees buried deep under the ground trembled at the same time, almost shaking out of the earth.

The high-pitched sound of the yang rhythm, like the warm sun of dawn, echoed through the forest, like a gust of spring breeze.

And hearing the extraordinary wave of sound, before it approached, the Nine Springs were already ready.

He turned around, and suddenly his feet sank two feet in. With another lift, the blood halberd streamer broke through the dead forest overhead, flying like a turbulent countercurrent, converging into the mid-air where the blood mist gathered overhead.

"Dare to fight me, even you—impossible!" His eyes were angry, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was about to stare out of his sockets, "The blood blade is ignorant!" ”

The roar was deafening, and the scarlet tide of rage mixed with the blood mist wrapped together, instantly forming thousands of bright red turbulence scattered to the ground in mid-air, like a giant snake rolled down in mid-air, unstoppable!

The rhythm of Su Jiuqin meets the Jiji of the Nine Springs that resembles madness. Even though Su Jiuqin can be extraordinary, but in the face of Rusi's powerful power, Fang Cai's Yi Zezhengyin also fell apart.

His eyebrows widened. With both hands clenched again, a long piano out of thin air, the green jade texture was simple and unsquare, and it flashed quickly on his other side again!

The low-key jade qin, which is completely different from the Minglong Jiuhui, the string qin "Tasha Xing" is the companion who has always accompanied him when he lived in seclusion in the autumn season.

Seeing the blood waves killing, his ears were full of atmosphere. Like thunder rinsing his ears, Su Jiuqin was very unhappy.

"Xuantian Gu Shooting, Yang Rhythm Ruibin ......"

He twisted the strings of the Nine Emblems of the Ming Dragon with one hand, and while the dragon shape flickered and galloped, the other hand actually pressed the grass strings of Tasha Xing again.

The strings fluttered for a while, and at the same time, the aftermath did not stop.

And at the moment when Su Jiuqin was about to make a move, another figure flashed out of his side:

"Xuantian Gu Shoots Yang Law Huang Zhong!!"

There was no time to think, and the ears of the two of them were drowned out by the exact same sound at the same time. The tone begins at the low level of the grass stem, and suddenly changes to a high-pitched one, connecting with the sound of the fern that has just been played.

The sound wave caused a wind howl that swept in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with the move of the Nine Springs.

Suddenly, the mountains and forests fell and the trees were destroyed; A large circle of dust rolled up out of thin air, high in the sky overhead.

The blood mist was disturbed, and the distance between the woods was clear again. And at the core of the move, with the chaotic vision, the rock layer under his feet trembled several times, and all collapsed in an instant.

"Let's go!" Su Jiuqin took advantage of the chaos to grab the placket of Lu Dingmo's clothes, put away the double qin, and flew away from the place in an instant. And the Nine Springs on the other side of the smoke and dust, because the ground on which the soles of the feet were relying had begun to collapse, they had to retreat first.

The magnificent green cliff, in this less than an hour of confrontation, lost the most majestic and unbelievable mountain gate superb view.

The blood mist in the sky, like a slow, piled up cloud, slowly flowed back to its original state after being so impacted. The smoke and dust quickly dissipated, but the original mountain gate and the back forest no longer existed.

…………

On the top of the cluster peak of Qingya Academy, a cadre of Confucian students who retreated in the middle were waiting for the return of Lu Dingmo.

The surrounding book pavilions are lined up one after another, and the green pines and cypresses lean on the period. If it weren't for the path connecting the mountain gate to this place that was destroyed with the explosion, the scenery along the way would be even more unique.

With the assistance of other masters, Yi Laoxuan's condition was alleviated. While rubbing his red and swollen neck, he looked up at the direction of the mountain gate not far away.

It's that they're too weak. If it weren't for Lu Dingmo waking up in time to save the scene this time, I am afraid that most of the Confucian students of Qingya Academy would not be able to escape the enemy's poisonous hands.

My heart was pinched even tighter. Yi Laoxuan's eyebrows were tightly locked, he usually regarded himself as the leader of the group, but when he really faced the danger, he could only watch his disciples die for themselves.

"Alas......" With a muddy sigh, Yi Laoxuan's throat seemed to be covered with cobwebs, and he was old.

But at this moment, two speeding figures suddenly jumped up to the eaves, and then jumped down lightly together.

The Confucian students in the compound were startled by the two people who came down out of thin air, and thought that the enemy had killed them again. After seeing the face of the master of their academy clearly, the group breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, there was a rush of people.

Inside, there were masters and students, all of whom gathered around, praising and thanking Lu Dingmo on the one hand. In addition to being grateful to the owner for his timely rescue, it was also the excitement of such close contact with the owner for the first time.

However, looking at the group of disciples who came up silently, Lu Dingmo's face turned slightly pale, and he stumbled in an instant, and fell backwards on his back.

"Phew—" The crowd booed in surprise.

Fortunately, Jiuqin supported him behind him. Seeing his old friend like this, he quickly saw the clue and slowly laid him flat on the ground.

His lips turned gray, and his body began to ooze cold sweat. His gaze was a little glazed, but he still looked closely at the crowd on either side.

Su Jiuqin tested his pulse with one hand and held his Guan Yuan acupoint with the other. After a while, he nodded and said, "Your courtyard master has just woken up, his old injuries have just healed, his breath is vain, and after this fierce battle, he needs to recuperate—you can get out of the way." ”

Hearing him say this, the Confucian scholars gathered around realized the seriousness and hurriedly flashed a narrow passage for them.

Su Jiuqin sighed, slowly picked up Lu Dingmo's body, and walked towards the house not far away.

Including Yi Laoxuan, everyone present watched them enter the house. Su Jiuqin didn't like this kind of sight, her steps were fast, and she "snapped" to cover the wooden door after entering the house.

Only the people in the courtyard were left, and there was still a lingering gaze.

After a while, the people who were waiting outside slowly heard a melodious and beautiful rhythm, which came into their ears.

The three stacks of clean sounds, like the continuous tide, play the sheng song of the soft beach. The string tone sometimes turns high, like a crane fluttering in the air; Sometimes it drops sharply, as if a bubbling stream is flowing down a mountain stream.

The five tones are like the five flavors, and the supreme can immerse themselves in the deepest perceptions of the mind. Everyone present was fascinated by the fairy sound in the room, and they didn't feel silent, they were all stretching out their ears and leaning over, listening carefully, not wanting to miss every rhythm.

But it was still very soon, and the music was suspended. It took a while for everyone to wake up like a big dream, and some people were still unfinished, muttering to themselves in a low voice, as if it was a dream.

This kind of song can really be said to be the realm of "I don't know the taste of meat in March".

And just after the sound of the piano disappeared, in the house, Su Jiuqin waved away the Tasha line in front of him, and slowly stood up on his knees.

The law on the bed opened his eyes and quietly looked at the white jade ornament next to the bed curtain.

Entering the body with sound, this is a healing method invented by Su Jiuqin. After a try, it really worked, in addition to speeding up the recovery of Law Dingmo's injuries, it also promoted the recovery of his Qi Sea.