"Poof!"

Shenning, calm, the eight winds do not move.

The strings are plucked, the piano sounds, and the sword is full of energy.

After several wounds, Xu Tingxian, who was covered in blood, stroked his hands on the piano, his temperament changed suddenly, his embarrassed state suddenly disappeared, his eyes were closed lightly, and his focused expression was like the style of a holy hand in the piano.

Seven steps away, it was the most powerful range of the seven-string sword song, Xu Tingxian flicked his fingers, and a wisp of sword qi burst out with the sound of Qingyue sound.

"What about the method of the sound sword?" Seeing Xu Tingxian's battle method changed again, the Yaksha King showed a disdainful sneer, and there was absolute confidence in his smile, the gap in strength between him and Xu Tingxian could not be made up by his combat skills.

I saw that he was cold and fearless, stepped a little down, and went straight to meet the sword qi, and when the sword qi was at the end, he stepped on the rock wall and turned around. Easily avoided the sword qi, and at the same time used his strength to change direction, turned into a phantom, and stabbed at Xu Tingxian with unparalleled speed.

As long as he was close to the melee, the sword of sound killing would not be able to be used, but just as the Yaksha King was about to step into the range of Xu Tingxian's seven steps, he suddenly felt a chill.

Although he didn't turn around, the Yaksha King felt that several sharp and formidable sword qi were attacking from behind, with different directions and different strengths, but they became a tight killing net.

"No! It's an echo!"

Thinking back to the previous battle, the Yaksha King understood in an instant that the corridors in the snake cave were staggered and extended in all directions, and Xu Tingxian showed that he was fighting and retreating with calm in the previous sword fight, but in fact, he had been led to a fork in the snake cave for attention.

And just now, he dodged the seven-string sword qi on the surface, but in fact, it was Xu Tingxian's intention, and the sound waves were dispersed at the fork into each Yongdao, and then refracted and condensed by each Yongdao, and finally turned into several strands, doubling back!

The Yaksha King, who rushed forward, forcibly retracted his move, wanting to dissolve the sword qi behind him first, but he was in mid-air, and when he had nowhere to borrow his strength, he was still slow for a moment, and he was about to be hit by the sword.

"Don't think!"

At the critical moment, the Yaksha King Garuda's divine power and swordsmanship merged, and the invisible sword qi condensed two sword wings behind his back, one sword wing, volleying in the air, the sword blade blew a rapid swirling wind, and the path stone collapsed and collapsed, and the sword qi behind him was swept away.

But the front wave stopped, the back wave arrived, Xu Tingxian Fang had the opportunity to counterattack, since he seized the opportunity, the sound of the piano was swaying, sonorous shape, it was the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse, with his ten fingers flicking like flying, Confucianism is turning into a phase, and the condensed sword qi is like thousands of troops, stepping on the ground.

Even though the Yaksha King is superb, but the sword qi that dodged is scattered and turned back through the tunnel, and it is divided into many, several times and back, layer upon layer, criss-crossed, and the Yaksha King is actually trapped in the sword qi killing array for a while, even though he knows that as long as he is close, he can break the sword song, but the sword qi of thousands of horses is sandwiched back and forth, leading him to be overwhelmed, and the distance of seven steps has become an insurmountable moat.

And the commander of this "thousands of troops" is Xu Tingxian, who has his eyes closed lightly and is calm. With the help of the fork terrain and the proper tactics, it was possible to turn back the situation little by little and gain the upper hand.

The Yaksha King didn't notice it for a while, but he was forced into such a situation by the enemy he despised, and the sword in his hand was frequently used first, and all kinds of peerless skills were used in turn, but they couldn't change the decline every time, and the anger in his heart accumulated a point, and finally, the impatience in his heart exploded.

"Die!"

With a burst of shouts, the Yaksha King's winged sword feathers scattered in all directions, bursting out, colliding with the sonic sword qi that shot from all directions, and then the last thrust force before the sword feathers fell off, the Yaksha King did not dodge or dodge, and rushed straight to the sonic sword wave in front of him at an indescribably fast speed.

The sword qi collided with the body of the Yaksha King without reservation, but what was emitted was the sound of gold and iron, and it was the Yaksha King who urged the Yaksha King to use the magic power of the scale armor of the Yakuraka to vaporize the scales, condense the whole body, and block the power of the seven-string sword song.

However, the supernatural power is the strongest, but it is not able to defeat the sonic sword qi, and the scale armor can only weaken the power of the sword qi, but it cannot completely dissipate, and in the blink of an eye, the skin of the Yaksha King is open, as if he has been cut by a thousand knives.

But the Yaksha King relied on his anger and hatred, gritted his teeth, and actually rushed out of the area with the most dense sword qi with blood all the way.

I thought I could win easily, but I didn't know that I was forced into such a situation, the Yaksha King hated it so much that he swung out a sword, wanting to bury the Qin Qu Romance, and the trick he made was exactly - "The Wind and the Clouds Disperse"!

"Finally waiting for this trick!"

At the moment of the move, Xu Tingxian's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he was full of brilliance. The seven strings of "Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu Wenwu" are stretched to the fingertips, and the strings are stretched half a foot, like a full bow!

In fact, it is not easy to use the terrain of the fork to disperse and refract the sonic sword qi, and return several times, timing, angle, and the distance of each fork need to be taken into account, and every bit of it must be accurate, and the slightest bit of pitch or a little lower will bring completely different results, making the killing sword array out of control and disrupting, and only listening to the strings can only be done by relying on the superb string skills and the help of the Jinnara supernatural power, but Rao is so, and the consumption of the mind is also extremely huge.

Xu Tingxian's battle at this time, in fact, is already on the verge of the limit, if the Yaksha King chooses to fight for a while and does not fight hard, maybe it will not be long before Xu Tingxian will be exhausted and the sword array will collapse.

But at this time, Xu Tingxian's persistence finally made him wait for the only chance to win - the move of "Wind and Clouds Scattering", the flaw of the sword technique of breaking the wind and cutting the clouds!

Xu Tingxian's pupils shrunk into a line, and in his sight, the figure of the Yaksha King who stabbed seemed to overlap with Ying Feiyang when he performed the move the day before, knowing that the Yaksha King's swordsmanship was extremely fast, and the flaws were only fleeting for a moment.

With all his energy condensed on the strings, he made a decisive blow, aiming directly at the chest and abdomen where the Yaksha King was exposed!

At the end of the "!!!" song, it turned into a crack, and the sound of the strings came out with sword qi, shaking the earth and stone in the snake cave.

The two of them clashed at this moment, and then staggered past each other, facing away from each other...... The aftermath echoed back and forth in the narrow and winding dark passages, and finally became smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared......

Everything was silent again, after a long time......

"There are no flaws...... How could it be?" Xu Tingxian's face was painfully distorted, and then he snorted, the skin and flesh on his chest exploded, and the blood spurted out, and there was a shocking blood hole.

"Did you fail in your calculations?" The Yaksha King's long sword was raised diagonally, and at the top of the sword tip, there was a bead shining with Buddha's radiance, which was piercing Xu Tingxian's chest at the same time, and the Buddha's heart relics were snatched. The Yaksha King was still angry, and with a single stroke of the sword, he took the Buddha's heart relics into his palm, and turned back, wanting to see Xu Tingxian's remorseful expression when he was on the verge of death.

"Hahahaha......" but listened to Xu Tingxian pulling the broken lung lobes and making a leaky laugh, but there was no fear of death on his face, but a sudden look of relief, "I see...... That's it, so good...... Early death and early liberation, this mess...... Leave it for someone else to clean up ......"

"What I can do, I have done it, Ying Feiyang, and the rest will be handed over to you!" With this last thought, Xu Tingxian's laughter gradually stopped, and finally stopped listening......

The battle of the eight parts, and then go to one of them.

The loser walked freely, leaving the winner with a blank look on his face and a resentment that had nowhere to vent.

"I don't even care about death!What do you monsters care about!!"

The Yaksha King looked dazed and puzzled, and then his face distorted, turning into boundless hatred, he held the long sword, sword after sword, and vented as if he had to slash the false body of Xu Tingxian's soul that had returned, and the blood gradually became more hideous on his face,

"Why? What the hell are you?"

The power of the Yaksha King was transferred to the body of the Yaksha King, but it could not fill the emptiness in his heart, and the futile catharsis could not get the desired answer, and the Yaksha King lost his strength and sat down beside a pile of minced meat, with the Buddha's heart relics in his hand attached to his forehead, looking tired, as if praying to the Buddha and asking, "What about me? What am I?"

In the darkness, a sense of loneliness and sorrow pervaded, blending with the breath of blood......

At this time, two footsteps were heard to break the silent atmosphere, and they came from the front and back of the road at the same time.

Seeing the comer clearly, the Yaksha King's eyes were cold, and his crazy and dazed state was fully retracted, and he returned to his cold and cruel state, and slowly stood up, and the boundless killing intent spread again.

"Second round, it's okay, it's going to kill you all!"