The people on the field were also shocked, they didn't expect He Nanan to have such a method, they had never seen him use it before, and they must have been specially reserved to deal with really powerful opponents.

The body is invisible, and naturally it has a huge advantage, but the Sikong music seems to be uncaring, everything is under control.

The rhythm of the jade flute in his hand changed, and the music became solemn, as if countless soldiers were fighting, closing his eyes, it seemed that the shouts and swords on the battlefield were displayed in front of everyone.

Liang Qiuwu is also a rough sound rhythm, I didn't expect that there are also people who practice music rhythm in this immortal gate, and it can also be used to fight the enemy, so I have time to ask for advice.

The battle on the field continued, Sikong Leyin's flute turned into invisible sound waves, invisible sound waves attacked everywhere, even if He Nanan was already invisible, but he couldn't prevent this almost invisible attack.

He Nanan was soon recruited, and he was pecked by geese all the year round, such things are actually common, but as a party he will always forget about himself.

His body was attacked, and his stealth was quickly broken, but it was just a trick, not a grand show.

He Nannan's figure appeared, he looked very embarrassed at this moment, there were several wounds on his body, he hugged his fists a little frustratedly and said: "Thank you for your mercy, the outer door Qixiu is really good, and he is willing to bow down." ”

After saying that, he left the ring and didn't dare to look at it again.

Sikong Leyin continued to guard on the stage, and everyone's enthusiasm for challenging disappeared a lot, and only people of the same level as the outer door Qixiu were sure.

There are also a lot of stunned young people who go up, but in the end, of course, they can't get any benefits, and finally they return with hatred.

Everyone knows that only people of the same level can drive them out of the ring, and only Outer Gate Qixiu can defeat Outer Gate Qixiu, and it is impossible for others to do it at all.

For a while, no one dared to go on stage, and the scene suddenly became cold. are waiting for people with seven shows outside the door to go up.

The outer gate Qixiu did not appear, Liang Qiuwu came to power, and everyone felt a little helpless, like the power of being defeated, but the situation of people is so ridiculous, no one is so ridiculous.

No one would think that an unknown kid would be able to defeat the famous Outer Gate Qixiu, which was simply impossible.

Liang Qiuwu walked to the stage and said to Nakong Leyin: "Senior brother, I also know a little about music, can you ask for advice after the competition." ”

Sikong Leyin didn't raise his head, but said indifferently: "If you can get by with three tricks in my hands, I will consider telling you." ”

He didn't take ordinary outer disciples like Liang Qiuwu in his eyes at all, in his opinion, only the other outer disciples could be on an equal footing, and the rest were all mediocre people.

Liang Qiuwu felt the arrogance of the other party, and also felt a little angry, there are many such high-ranking people in the world, and they must let them know how powerful they are.

I practiced all the way in order to let these people know how powerful they were, and see the anger of ants in their eyes.

With a grunt, he drank a large sip of wine, and the Baizhi Sword came to his hand, a slight drunkenness appeared, and the sword light danced, and soon enveloped Sikong Leyin.

Sikong Le Yin blew the jade flute, and an invisible sound wave appeared, and Liang Qiuwu's sword move hit the invisible sound wave, dissolving it into an invisible one.

After drinking, Liang Qiuwu seemed to have gained some kind of special spiritual sense, and every time he could always detect the location of the invisible sound waves, he preemptively transformed them. Seeing that Liang Qiuwu was getting closer and closer to him, Sikong Leyin had to retreat, and at the same time, his flute sound became more poignant, as if the Jin Ge Iron Horse was rushing towards him.

The sound wave also became more and more violent, crisscrossing Liang Qiuwu, who felt like a boat in the sea, in danger of capsizing at any time.

The sound waves were invisible, and they were getting denser and denser, Liang Qiuwu took another sip of wine, and his comprehension of the drunken sword reached a higher level, touching a higher level of realm.

The swordsmanship used is not so jerky, but it is integrated with his own will, and the sword goes with his heart, and his intention is to the heart.

If the previous sword moves were one-size-fits-all, the current one is more natural, as if it is integrated with the surrounding environment, achieving a more superb level.

The surging sound waves were like waves, but after all, they couldn't knock down Liang Qiuwu's stubborn stone, Sikong Leyin saw sweat on his forehead, but he didn't expect that this would not help Liang Qiuwu, it seemed that he was underestimating him.

"It seems that you have some ability, and it is worth my use of real means to press the bottom of the box. Sikong Leyin said quickly.

The momentum on his body swelled for a while, it seemed to be some kind of strange change, and the jade flute in his hand suddenly floated in the air, and no one played it, but there were many notes from it.

This turned out to be a spiritual weapon, which can have special power, which is naturally much more powerful than a magic weapon, which is also his adventure, and it is also a great opportunity to be able to obtain such a treasure.

Liang Qiuwu also felt that the foundation of this outer sect Qixiu was much stronger than that of ordinary outer disciples, both in terms of cultivation and magic weapons.

It's not a level at all, it's not like an ordinary outer disciple at all, only the most basic martial arts weapons, and there's nothing to get hold of.

It's just that people's power is so ridiculous, no one can know their helplessness, they are all a little bad, but such things are a little helpless.

Liang Qiuwu doesn't believe in these things, although the qualifications are different, and the circumstances are also very different, but it does not mean that they can be high up and despise these people whose qualifications and circumstances are not as good as them.

Liang Qiuwu often felt inferior to himself because of his status as a shepherd boy, and when he saw the streamer in the sky, he would sigh at the mana of the cultivators, and wanted to be like those people, who could swim in the vast sky.

This shouldn't be their ability alone, they can do it themselves, thinking of this Hundred Folds Sword in Liang Qiuwu's hand suddenly let out a long roar, and it turned out to be slashing towards the Seven Spirit Flute in mid-air.

It turned out that he wanted to use a magic weapon to deal with a spiritual weapon, it was simply whimsical, it was not a level thing at all, and he couldn't even bear the aftermath at all.

The four spirits guarding around naturally did not let their bodies be violated, and soon came to stop them, first of all, a huge turtle, wanting to use the turtle shell to block the sword in Liang Qiuwu's hand.

There are complex and rare lines on the turtle shell, representing indestructible power, but Liang Qiuwu also has the belief that he will win, no matter what kind of obstacle it is, it must be broken.

It's just a hypocritical spirit, but the tip of the sword stabbed on it and actually sent out bursts of sparks, Liang Qiuwu suddenly used force, and it really pierced this layer of turtle shell, and the Xuanwu phantom dissipated.

Passing through the shadows, a dragon with teeth and claws and a fiery red bird came at them, and they were going to join forces to stop themselves.