After listening to what Luo Yong said, Xuan Chong Zhenren bowed his head slightly, and said in his heart: "Sure enough, as I expected, no wonder there has been no trace of the Demon Domain for more than five hundred years, it turns out that they have been inhabiting another realm. But where exactly that space is located, and how they came back to it, is still a mystery. ”

Luo Yong was already very impatient at this time, and urged Xuan Chong Zhenren: "Is it still comparable, what's the matter? Could it be that there are no disciples who are willing to compete with Lao Tzu?"

Xuan Chong Zhenren's face had returned to calm at this moment, he smiled faintly, and instructed Yan Ruyi, who was standing beside him: "Since the opponent can't wait, Ruyi, you can go and meet him for a while." ”

Yan Ruyi immediately saluted Xuan Chong Zhenren and said, "Obey the orders of the real person in charge." ”

After saying that, he slowly walked to the front of the black mist puppet with elegant steps, arched his hand, and said: "In Xia Ning Bifeng, you are as strict as one, please advise." ”

Luo Yong saw that Yan Ruyi was handsome, his demeanor was elegant, and he exuded a noble son's temperament from top to bottom, not like a cultivator at all, so he said in a mocking tone: "Although Your Excellency's cultivation should not be low, but at first glance, you look like the son of a rich family, how can you have the aura of a person who practices martial arts, today Lao Tzu wants to try what real skills you have, I hope not to disappoint Lao Tzu." ”

"Your Excellency should not judge people by their appearance, whether you have the ability to compete with you, naturally you have to try to find out. Yan said like a cloud and a light breeze, with a smile on his face, and he didn't take Rayong's humiliation to heart at all.

Luo Yong pointed to the black mist puppet standing in front of him and said, "If you can defeat this 'Shura War Warrior', Lao Tzu will admit that you are qualified enough to compete with me." ”

After that, Luo Yong stepped forward and patted the puppet's "shoulder" twice, only to see the puppet that had been standing in place without moving his steps, but at this time he suddenly rushed towards Yan Ruyi with a knife, and his actions were very agile.

Yan Ruyi's movements towards the puppet were not unexpected, he raised his right hand and put it in front of his chest, and his five fingers made a motion in the void as if plucking the strings.

The slight fluctuation caused all the air currents around it to converge between its five fingers, circling and jumping, falling into the grip of the same thing.

Seeing that the ghost-headed long knife in the puppet's hand was like a ghostly fire, it had slashed towards the door in front of him, Yan Ru flicked his middle finger suddenly, and only heard a crisp sound of "Zheng" in the air, like the sound of the piano when playing the guzheng.

"Qin Sound" caused Yan Ru's fingers to surround the airflow suddenly burst out, turning into a wave-shaped air blade that broke through the air to meet the ghost head knife, the blade of the airflow was actually close to the substance, and an incomparably sharp breath seeped out, which was terrifying!

It was the first time for Rayong to witness such a strange move, and a sense of unease gradually appeared in his heart.

The qi blade collided with the ghost head knife, and the puppet's body shook when it boarded, and it was unsteady to stand, and it took a few steps back to stabilize its body.

"How is it possible? One move made the Shura War Warriors show defeat?" Luo Yong was shocked in his heart, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

"It seems that there is no need to be tempted, and the Shura warriors must be made to use all their strength against him. In the blink of an eye, the puppet's movements changed.

I saw that the puppet also held his left hand on the hilt of the knife, holding the knife with both hands, and after raising the ghost head knife, he volleyed forward and slashed forward, and a turquoise knife qi flashed with an evil fluorescence and attacked Yan Ruyi.

As soon as Yan Ruyi saw this, he immediately popped out the "piano sound" in response, and after the qi blade and the knife qi collided, they canceled each other out of thin air and dispersed.

The puppet didn't stop after slashing out a knife qi, raising the knife and swinging wildly in the air, every time the blade crossed a trajectory in the air, a fierce blue sword qi would break through the air, and in a moment, dozens of irregular sword qi had come towards Yan Ruyi's head and face.

Yan Ruyi also did not show weakness, the five fingers continued to play the piano sound, and for a while, the space between his fingers continued to rise and fall, the air flow fluctuations alternating between light and heavy, and the plucked strings of "Zheng Zheng Zheng" sounded one after another, and the timbre was very pleasant.

The beautiful notes turned into a hidden killing qi blade, continuously entangled with the blue knife qi, messy but colorful air currents collided fiercely in the air, just disappeared and then came, the vast fluctuations were endless, and the scene was spectacular.

Yan Ru saw that the situation was deadlocked, and thought to himself: "It seems that if you don't play the music in 'Ancient Rhyme', it will be difficult to win easily." ”

Thinking of this, Yan Ruyi said aloud: "If you continue to fight like this, I don't know how long and what month it will take to be able to compare, and today I will let you see the ancient rhyme of another peerless ---- of my Sanqingmen." ”

After that, Yan Ruyi also raised his left hand to his chest, and his hands were like stroking the qin, as if a pair of guzheng was under his fingers.

"I am only shallow in my studies, and my piano skills are not good, so I am ugly here. ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Ruyi's dexterous hands moved in the void, and the beautiful and pleasant music immediately floated in the four fields.

As soon as you enter the song, you will feel like you are there.

As if at the beginning of winter, the cold is a little. In the cold air, the plum trees are faintly emerging, and the plum blossoms are waiting to be released. The cool breeze is blowing, and the flowers and trees are beginning to wither, but the cold plum has just ushered in its season.

As the notes came into the ears one after another, the wave-shaped air blades also attacked the puppet from the fingers of Yan Ruyi, and the arrangement of the air blades came from the rhythm of the qin song, which concealed a mystery.

The light and heavy of the "plucked strings", the high and low tones, and the speed and slowness of the melody all affect the arrangement rules and strength of the air blades, which can be described as extremely complex. If the opponent doesn't know anything about the music, he will definitely suffer if he responds indiscriminately, which is the wonder of "Ancient Rhyme".

Rayong was obviously not a person who knew the rhythm of music, and in the face of the Qi Blade Array that suddenly became strange in his eyes, his control of the puppet suddenly became chaotic.

At this time, the speed of the puppet's swing of the knife was obviously not able to catch up with the speed of Yan Ruyi's "plucking the strings", and in a moment, the puppet's body had been hit several times by the air blade, and the "kick and kick" retreated a few feet away. Seeing this, Rayong also jumped backwards for a distance to avoid being affected by himself, after all, he had to be fully absorbed when controlling the puppet, and it was difficult to be distracted to resist any attacks.

The Black Mist Golem's chest had been hit seven or eight times in a row by the air blade, but there were only a few white scratches on the ink-colored armor condensed by spiritual power, and there was no trace of any near shattering.

As soon as Yan Ru saw this scene, he also secretly admired the purity of Rayong's spiritual power, and said in his heart: "I once guessed that it was really good, this Rayong's cultivation must be above me, otherwise this puppet's armor would not be so strong." However, his lack of understanding of music has helped me a lot, since a song can force this puppet back as soon as it is introduced, and then the seemingly indestructible armor will also be destroyed by me. ”

The introduction has passed, the tone has changed, and the song has entered the first section.

"Plum blossoms, clear the wind. Yan Ruyi groaned softly.

As the tune changes, so does the scene that everyone feels.

Gradually winter, but not yet the cold time, although the cold is thick, not biting.

On the plum tree, the buds are beginning to bloom, and they want to hide and hide, and they want to hide and hide.

The cold wind is cold, and the plum blossoms that bloom are dancing with the cold wind, and it seems that they will be destroyed at any time.

However, plum blossoms are not affected by the harsh environment, even if they are small, even if they are weak, they still grow tenaciously.

The plum blossom represents a kind of arrogance, a kind of heroic spirit that is not afraid of hardships and dangers.

At this moment, many disciples were infected by the artistic conception of the song, moved by the spirit of plum blossoms who were not afraid of the cold, immersed in the world of music and unable to extricate themselves, and no longer paid attention to the battle situation in the square.

The increasingly complex tune made the arrangement of the air blades completely irregularized in Rayong's eyes. Originally, the qi blade that was dealing with the introduction was already very difficult, and it was even more difficult to parry at this moment, so he had to give up any chance to fight back, and ordered the puppet to spin the ghost head knife in front of him, turning into a blue light curtain, trying his best to resist the countless air blades that attacked. Even if it was so conservative, there were quite a few air blades that penetrated the protection of the light curtain and bombarded the armor heavily. At first, the armor was still able to withstand the impact of the air current, but later the air blade became denser and denser, and finally reached the limit that the armor could bear, only a crisp "click" sound was heard, and clearly visible cracks finally spread on the armor.

Zhuo Yan saw this scene, and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: "Brother Yan is above the elite conference, I'm afraid he hasn't used half of his strength, and playing the complete song is just to make the competition more enjoyable, otherwise I only need to play a sound blade with one successful force, even I will lose immediately." ”