"What's that?"

"What is that? Why did it blow up all over the stage?"

Outside the formation, the audience didn't know why, the noise suddenly started, and they shouted one after another, trying to find a little comfort in this moment when the heart was beating wildly.

"I see that what Yan Qingyi threw out just now seems to be a Xuanyin Thunder Bead!" someone suddenly shouted.

"Xuanyin Thunder Bead?"

"How can it be the Xuanyin Thunder Bead?"

Wang Jiuchuan heard the desperate voice of the monk beside him, "It's over, Yan Qingyi still has treasures like the Xuanyin Thunder Bead...... This, where is Duran's chance of winning?"

"It's over, I would have known that I would have taken Yan Tsing Yi, who knew that he would have such a big killing weapon!" The monk kept repeating the sound of despair, almost like a death prediction.

"Nonsense!" Wang Jiuchuan was upset by his chatter, and shouted loudly, "I can't hold my breath!

His rebuke, which was very different from the mood of shock or despair around him, immediately attracted attention.

"This kind of small scene, Du Lan can definitely handle it! Don't make a big fuss about me, isn't it just a Xuanyin Thunder Bead?" Wang Jiuchuan was actually not sure in his heart, but ...... Duran really has to give him a win! His spirit stone must come back!

"Do you know what the Xuanyin Thunder Bead is, you just say that? That's ......" Someone couldn't help but want to refute, but halfway through the sentence, they were interrupted by a commotion.

In a field of purple lightning and blue frost, a bleak mist like a dark night suddenly expanded from extremely small to extremely large, and in an instant, the entire stage was filled!

In the audience's sight, only pure darkness remained.

"What is this ......" doing?

After only half of the words, the extreme blackness suddenly contracted in an instant, returning the entire stage to the eyes of all the spectators, and finally turned into a cloud of fine sand and flew into Du Lanzhen's hands.

Du Lanzhen casually dispersed the handful of fine sand with the wind, while he was still busy fighting with Yan Qingyi.

"They were fighting in there just now? What the hell is that blocking the Xuanyin Thunder Bead? Is Duran really a treasure?"

"This seems to have been used by Duran Zhen in the scene world before, is it sand? It's the sand that sent the Kim general to confuse him when he left the world. ”

"This sand of her can directly block the Xuanyin Thunder Bead? This must at least be a doorway technique, right? How many doorways does she know?"

The audience fell into a heated discussion, a thousand times more intense on the stage than off the stage, but the two of them were extremely calm.

Under the explosion of the Xuanyin Thunder Bead and the erosion of the Heavenly Sand, they still had the slightest rhythm and did not reduce their fighting methods, and even in such a dangerous environment, their fighting methods were more fierce than before!

Yan Qingyi wanted to break the deadlock, which in itself was the result of the situation being unfavorable to him!

In Yan Qingyi's expectations, Du Lanzhen has always been very cautious, although sometimes she behaves very recklessly, but behind her every step is a careful calculation, this kind of person will always hesitate.

However, after really facing up to Du Lan Zhen and repeatedly tempting, Yan Qingyi found out that Du Lan Zhen could do whatever he wanted. When fighting, her thinking can be called an antelope hanging horns, which makes people look like no trace, and she does have an extremely outstanding talent in this way.

And what surprised Yan Qingyi the most was what kind of gaze was revealed in Du Lan's real eyes - a gaze that was no different from his!

When fighting, no matter how dangerous the situation is, she still has a smile on her face, and her expression is by no means panicked. Different from the softness of the past, her eyes are as clear as water at this moment, without waves or emotions.

She looked at Yan Qingyi, and only looked at her opponent, even if Yan Qingyi suddenly became someone else, she would only accept it calmly.

And under this incomparably calm gaze, Yan Qingyi vaguely touched an indifferent and crazy heart.

In fact, this incident would surprise Yan Qingyi inexplicably, but it would not make him slightly moved when he was fighting. For him, once he makes a move, there is only killing in his eyes.

Du Lan really didn't give an inch, pressed every step, and her incomparably strong strength, made Yan Qingyi feel the discomfort of others almost vomiting blood when facing him for the first time.

Generally speaking, Yan Qingyi should fight back with a stronger posture in the face of this situation, but no matter how hard he tries, he can only reach a close match with Du Lanzhen. He adds one point, Duran Zhen also adds one point, he adds three points, Duran Zhen also adds three points.

Yan Qingyi had never encountered such a situation. Normally, he will only meet people who completely crush him, put him at a disadvantage, or who are overpowered by him after he has tried his best. He had never been in a situation where Duran had risen like this, but he would never drown the boat.

This feeling made Yan Qingyi feel extremely uncomfortable.

Neither habit nor character allows him to wait for opportunities in such a situation - he wants to create them!

The Xuanyin Thunder Bead thrown out by Yan Qingyi is extremely rare, even if it is his identity, there are only five in his hand, in order to overpower Du Lanzhen, he directly lost three, it stands to reason that even a monk who has just entered the Golden Pill will be injured if he is caught off guard, but Du Lan is really like a leaf floating in the angry sea, a feather floating in the wind, it seems that his body is like an untied boat, but in fact, he is always as stable as Mount Tai, not only is he not injured for half a point, but he even used the strange black sand to overwhelm all the thunder light of the Xuanyin Thunder Bead!

After a blow failed, Yan Qingyi suddenly raised his head and roared, and his voice became clearer and louder, like an eagle fighting in the sky and singing, and a white crane swaying in the sky, almost making the listener's heart swaying and unable to help himself.

This whistling sound is high and low, high and low, such as flapping wings and flying high, low when such as hanging wings to nourish the comfort, high time not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, low long ambition, just listening to this long whistle, it is almost difficult for people to hold themselves, only bow their heads!

With his long roar, there was a faint stream of light in the air, like a sharp edge, roaring towards Du Lanzhen!

"This is the art of music and rhythm, Yan Qingyi is still able to understand music and rhythm?" someone murmured in the audience.

"Can't you see it, Yan Qingyi is cold and fierce, and he still understands the rhythm of sound? It feels so strange...... I don't know why, it's just weird. ”

"The art of rhythm is not only deviant, but also aimed at both the divine consciousness and the monk himself, both tangible and invisible. The vast majority of people are not allowed to enter for life, and even if they do, their power is mediocre, so they are not widely spread in the Wu world. But if you cultivate to the highest depths, it is the only weapon!"

Someone asserted, "Looking at Yan Qingyi's appearance, it is obvious that he has some research on the rhythm of music, although Du Lanzhen will definitely be able to take it, but most of the rhythm will be interrupted, allowing Yan Qingyi to break the deadlock and gain the upper hand!"

"Fart!" Wang Jiuchuan listened silently, scolding silently in his heart, "One by one, I don't know which person dares to point out the country!"

Although Wang Jiuchuan didn't understand anything, he just didn't believe that he would lose money!

Duran is sure to win!