Chapter 5 Qingqing Beauty, Ling Ling Fuqin

Facing the red-shirted woman who stroked the qin, Han Xuanming was already ready to face the battle at any time.

However, the other party, after a conversation, didn't move, didn't speak, didn't make a move, just turned his back to the two of them, and played the yaoqin by himself.

As for the two men who spoke, there was no follow-up, and Han Xuanming didn't even look at their shadows.

The music is like water, flowing slowly, floating in the whole fairy island-like world, which is really melodious and beautiful. However, this music, when Han Xuanming heard it at this time, was really tormenting, and it made him feel furious in his heart.

I don't know how long I waited, Han Xuanming's heart became more and more anxious, and he said to Liu Yiyi next to him: "It's not a way to wait like this, I think, it's better for us to test it first." ”

Liu Yiyi glanced at Han Xuanming and nodded lightly in agreement.

Immediately, Han Xuanming raised the sword in his hand, and with a swipe in the air, dozens of sword shadows appeared, transforming into entities. With another swing of the silver spirit, the dozens of swords fell towards 0 at full speed like lightning.

After making a move, Han Xuanming and Liu Yiyi stopped moving, and paid full attention, paying attention to it to see how the other party reacted.

Who knows, the sound of the piano is not stopped, and the woman sits cross-legged and plays the piano, without moving a single bit.

Around his body, a dazzling brilliance appeared, reddish and faint, swirling and circling, so that the dozens of sword shadows stopped in the air and could not get close to him.

As soon as the red light flourished, only the sound of "pop" was heard, and the shadows of the swords, starting from the tip of the sword one by one, shattered piece by piece, turned into flying ash, and finally disappeared.

"Hiss......"

Seeing this scene, Han Xuanming couldn't help but gasp, although he knew that he hadn't done his best, but the other party's methods were indeed clever, just sitting cross-legged and not moving, he easily defused such a blow.

Liu Yiyi's eyes flickered, full of scruples, and said to Han Xuan: "It is indeed very strong, the two of us are not opponents." ”

Han Xuanming agreed: "If you can escape, don't hesitate." ”

"It's really impatient, I don't make a move, you guys do it first. Listening to the tone of this woman's voice, she should not be annoyed at this time.

With the voice of speaking, the woman finally turned around, and also let Han Xuanming see her true face clearly.

Take the flower as the appearance, the bird as the sound, the jade as the bone, and the moon as the god.

Smiling spring peaches, difficult to describe, clouds pile green buns, shining like the spring dynasty. With a slight smile, thousands of postures are revealed, such as a flower-like temperament, comparable to a fairy concubine.

Dressed in a light red dress, it is like a plum blossoming late, and a few wisps of light tulle are like Rui Xuehua Rui fluttering. The temperament is ethereal, looking at it from afar, like a bouquet of plum blossoms, blooming in the ice and snow.

The spiritual spring sinks into the water to make muscles and bones, and the beautiful jade is polished into the skin, and the skin is moist and delicate, and it is about to be broken. Ruixue is not as fair as her complexion, and when the spring rain sees it, it sprinkles nine clouds for it.

The wind blows Mei Rui's shadow and shakes, and the beads spin and Luo shirt is thin. But seeing that Ruixue lost its color, the poor spring rain fell into the sky.

Slender raised his hand and slowly moved the lotus.

0 little by little, in the direction of Han Xuanming and the two of them, forced over, and the jade Yaoqin was suspended in mid-air, acting with them.

0 smiled and nodded to the two of them, a plain white jade hand was raised, and it was gently placed on top of the yaoqin, and there was no extra movement, just holding down a string and playing it gently.

"Zheng!"

It was like a war drum beating, thousands of troops and horses galloping, just a piano sound, but it seemed to be able to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and shatter the souls of people.

A big green wave rushed out of the Yaoqin, like a joint earthquake of the mountains and the sea, and the impact of the flood pressed here, covering the heads of Han Xuming and Liu Yiyi.

Han Xuanming threw out the silver spirit in his hand, and the divine sword transformed, conjuring thousands of heavenly swords, which were also like the tide of the sea, bursting with silver light, and greeted the big waves, without giving in at all.

However, under the power of the sound waves, the silver spirit phantom, as if made of paper, turned into powder in the blink of an eye.

"It's so strong!" Han Xuanming secretly screamed.

With this blow alone, Han Xuanming already knew that he was not this woman's opponent. What's more, secretly, there are at least two people who are eyeing each other, and they don't know when they will make a move.

When I was surprised, the big wave had come, and it was unstoppable over the landslide and tsunami.

Liu Yiyi also helped, and with a twist of her palm, the clear light in her palm flowed, turning into a pear blossom rain curtain, spreading towards the place where the big waves came.

Han Xuanming also attacked again, transforming into a silver spirit and swinging a rain of swords. During the move, Han Xuanming approached Liu Yiyi and whispered to her: "Before saving people, protect yourself first and find a way to escape!"

"I understand!" Liu Yiyi responded.

After saying that, Han Xuanming's body became stronger and stronger, and he waved the silver spirit and greeted the woman in the direction of the woman. A silver horse is swinging out, like a large waterfall rushing, magnificent.

On the other hand, the red-shirted woman, at this time, stopped, and with a gesture of her hand, Yaoqin appeared in front of her.

The jade hand is slender, gently placed on the strings, a little plucking, is a quiet and elegant sound comes out, like a sweet spring in the desert, bubbling and flowing, nourishing people's hearts.

Plucking the strings lightly, the seven tones are harmonious, and the music flows through, as if it can resonate with the flowers and plants around it and grow rapidly.

Here, it is a scene of aura, ethereal, and immortal caves. And in the sound of the piano, the magical and magnificent scene has signs of further sublimation.

The sound of heaven flows, the rhyme is long, and a song of Yaoqin spreads in all directions.

Although the sound of the piano is beautiful, Han Xuanming at this time is not in the mood to listen, and the opponent in front of him cannot tolerate him being careless, and must do his best.

"Buzz!"

The silver spirit shook and slashed forward, making a buzzing sound. For a while, cracks appeared in the air, like spider webs, rapidly expanding in the direction of the woman.

Han Xuanming's target is not the woman herself, he knows that he should not be an opponent. Therefore, Han Xuanming aimed at Yaoqin in front of the woman.

As if she had seen through Han Xuanming's thoughts, the woman spoke: "It's a good idea, but it's a pity...... In the face of absolute strength, no matter how smart your mind is, it is in vain. ”

"Zheng!"

As the words fell, the woman hooked a string again.

Suddenly, there was another loud sound of the piano, and from the Yaoqin, a turquoise killing light was cut out, like a storm crashing on the shore, driving a monstrous wave of energy and rushing towards Han Xuanming.

Liu Yiyi was in the back, and he had already started his kung fu, and in the sky near him, there were countless white pear petals sprinkled down, swaying gently, flying in pieces, and bursting with fragrant fragrance.

Liu Yiyi flicked his fingers, and the petals in the air, as sharp as a blade, swirled and flew out, flashing holy light, and rushed towards the place where 0 was, forming a large net, enveloping and submerging it.

0 still didn't move, stroking the qin on the spot, but this time, she brushed Yaoqin's hands, which obviously sped up a few points.

The jade yaoqin glowed, and the turquoise light swayed, as if it contained endless vitality and power, shooting out thousands of wisps of silk, like willow branches, dissolving the rain in the sky, and pumping towards Han Xuanming at the same time.

Han Xuanming was in mid-air, moving around and moving, and at the same time trying to get closer, forcing the other party.

Between the battles, Han Xuanming glanced in that direction, but was angry to find that the woman was laughing. It's obviously fighting, but the feeling she gives people is clearly enjoying.

For Han Xuanming, who was almost exhausted in the battle, this was an invisible contempt.

"Dang!"

The blade of the sword flew horizontally, and the silver blade of the sword, coiled with a trace of fierce aura, hung downward. In between each swing, an immeasurable amount of light flies, colliding with green light waves, making a soul-stirring sound.

After repeated attempts, Han Xuanming's internal strength became agitated and violent, his eyes were like electricity, his hair was flying, he was domineering and awe-inspiring, the divine sword in his hand slashed and slashed, dancing wildly in the heavenly wind, tearing the sky dome apart.

Han Xuanming's change in mood couldn't escape the woman's eyes, he chuckled, shook his head slightly, and showed his slender posture.

But at this moment, it seemed that the woman's smile was obviously contempt, a kind of blatant contempt.

The woman whispered: "If you are not an opponent, you should think of a way, if you are like this, you will cover your head and do it brutally, and in the end, you will not gain anything, you can only lose your life in vain." ”

As she spoke, the woman moved her hands in unison, flicking the strings, and the sound of the piano sounded loudly, with circles of green ripples and ripples of water, constantly spreading out, pushing Han Xuanming farther and farther.

"Damn!

Han Xuanming became more and more violent, his eyes seemed to be bloodshot, slashing vertically and horizontally, rushing forward, and the tricks in his hands had become a little chaotic.

Of course, Han Xuanming has no feeling about his own changes.

At this moment, what Han Xuanming's mind was thinking of was to kill the opponent at any cost. During the onslaught, Han Xuanming even forgot that at the beginning, he himself had said that the main thing was to escape.

Liu Yiyi, who was at the far end, undoubtedly noticed the change in Han Xuanming, pursed her lips, and was worried in her heart.

"Something is wrong with his condition, is it because of the blood massacre?"

Liu Yiyi had never personally experienced the battle of Jinding Temple, but in Han Xuanming's description, she still knew a little. The situation in front of Han Xuanming was clearly a little crazy.

"No, if it goes on like this, let alone saving people, both of us have to die here. ”

Liu Yiyi didn't dare to hesitate, flew forward, swept out a palm at Han Xuanming in the frenzy, and said at the same time: "Don't be in love, remember what you said before, and focus on saving your life!"

But in the chaos, where could Han Xuanming hear these words, a burst of blood and qi exploded, and he didn't distinguish between the enemy and me, and even Liu Yiyi was shocked.

Seeing the situation there, the red-shirted woman couldn't help frowning and said, "Has it come to this?"

As if sensing that he had missed, Han Xuanming's body shook suddenly, and he fell directly from a high altitude, losing the sword in his hand, and feeling his head buzzing.

Liu Yiyi didn't care about her own situation, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her and asked, "Are you okay?"

Han Xuanming held his head in his hands, his eyebrows were uncomfortable, and he replied: "It must be the battle of Jinding Temple, and I ingest too much blood and qi, so I have side effects, but I don't want to, at this time!"

"The battle of Jinding Temple, now that I think about it, there are too many harms. But that's not what to think about right now......"

Han Xuanming looked into the distance, and didn't care about his physical condition, with a move of his hand, Yin Ling returned to his hand, the tip of the sword, pointed forward again, and said, "What we have to consider now is how to face a strong enemy!"