At this moment, it seems that the whole space is still, and time no longer flows.

Not only the girl in black, but the others also fell into a stillness at this time, and Ling Han and the three of them also saw the young man in white walking slowly, their eyes were full of horror, and they were also imprisoned.

They didn't know who this person was, but they thought about it, it should be He Qiao in Su Muqing's mouth, because they saw Su Muqing running over with the young man.

The dagger in the hand of the girl in black fell, Su Muqing broke free from her hand, she wanted to stop it, but she couldn't react in the slightest, she felt the breath of death, she felt that her body no longer belonged to her.

Her eyes could still see, but she couldn't move them.

She saw a tall young man, walking towards her step by step, the white clothes on his body were windless, and his calm face concealed the coldness.

As the boy got closer and closer to her, she felt her body begin to dissipate from top to bottom, and death was spreading.

"I'm going to die... Sister..."The girl felt her consciousness begin to blur...

"Zheng" An abrupt piano sounded.

The moment the piano sounded, the girl in black suddenly felt that her body had regained consciousness, and death was suddenly far away from her, and she seemed to have escaped.

The rapid sound of "Zheng Zheng Zheng" sounded one after another.

As the piano sounded, the entire space seemed to shake, and everyone resumed their actions.

Su Muqing turned his head in surprise and looked in the direction where the sound of the piano came from.

There, a figure sat in the void, and in front of him, a guqin was also suspended in the air.

It seemed like he had been sitting there untouched.

Everything is so natural, everything is so natural.

"Who are you?" asked Su Muqing in surprise, she hadn't noticed that there was someone there before.

"It's just a nobody, and you can't get into Miss Su's eyes. The dangling figure replied.

His voice is crisp and elegant, as if it were as captivating as his piano sound.

If it is a woman, this voice alone can charm thousands of young people.

It's a pity that he's a man.

Hearing this voice, the woman in black looked at the person who stroked the qin, the voice just now, she was too familiar, this voice was exactly the same as her own voice, not at all.

In fact, the man was mimicking her voice, and she already knew who she was.

You want to save her?" He Qiao asked, looking at the person who was stroking the qin.

He didn't know who this person was, at first, when he heard the sound of the piano, he thought it was Zhuge Qing coming, but he could feel that this person exuded vigorous vitality, he, at most twenty years old, was probably even a young man.

After being silent for a long time, the violin man whispered: "She has no malice, she doesn't want to hurt Miss Su..."

"It doesn't matter. He Qiao interrupted the violin man's words.

"He Gongzi... Please let her go, I can let her return the Demon Pill of the Poisonous Elvis. ”

"That's what you think I care about. He Qiao sneered, and stepped out, he didn't have much patience anymore.

One step out, around He Qiao's body, one weapon after another phantom appeared, with spears, knives, and swords.

You must know that He Qiao's random condensation of the spear shadow, put in Su Muqing's hands, can instantly kill the fifth-order night cat demon.

So how strong should these gun shadows be controlled by He Qiao?

What's more, this is not just a gun shadow, but a full thirty-six phantom shadows of various weapons.

The phantom of the weapon condensed and shot out instantly.

On the other side, the sound of the piano sounded, and one note after another appeared in the void, turning into sharp blades, glowing with cold light in the moonlight.

The sharp blade of the note collided with the phantom of the sword, making a crisp sound, and some of the notes burst, and some of the phantoms of the weapon exploded.

In the end, it was the continuous sound of the piano that was slightly superior, shattering all the weapon phantoms.

The note stopped in front of He Qiao, and then exploded.

The strong wind blew away He Qiao's hair, blowing his white clothes grinning.

But he was not hurt, because the violin man had left his hand, and he took the initiative to detonate the note.

One move prevailed, and the violin man did not continue to pluck the strings, but stopped moving.

"He Gongzi, stop it, I am willing to make amends for her mistakes. The sound of the piano stopped, and the person who stroked the qin stood up and bowed to He Qiao in the air, elegant and modest.

"If you can turn back the clock to before she gets hurt, then forget it. He Qiao grinned.

Fuqin man: "..."

Before the Fuqin man could speak, He Qiao continued: "Do you think you have the upper hand and have won steadily?"

As the words fell, a terrifying intent permeated the air, once again sealing the entire space, and the shattered weapon phantom condensed again, this time, a full eighty-one spear phantoms appeared, shooting towards the Fuqin people.

Seeing that the phantom of the more powerful and more powerful weapons burst out, the face of the person touching the qin was repeated, and the guqin was spread, and he was about to pluck the strings again.

The strings have just been plucked, and two notes are made.

"Roar" An angry roar came out of He Qiao's mouth, and the spatial ripples instantly twisted and reversed.

"Smack... Syllable...... With a roar, the three strings broke one after another, scratching the fingers of the person touching the qin, and the sound of the qin came to an abrupt end at the same time.

At this time, eighty-one phantoms had already arrived in front of him.

"He Gongzi, please don't deceive people too much. The strings were broken, and the figure of the fuqin man burst back, and while dodging the scattered weapon phantom, he spoke sharply.

"I, He Qiao, never deceive people" said, He Qiao had already appeared in front of him and punched over.

"Bang", with a bang, the Fuqin man flew out upside down in an instant, and the eighty-one weapon phantoms had already stabbed towards the Fuqin man who flew out upside down.

"Boom", another explosion sounded, but this time, there was no figure of the Fuqin person.

In the next moment, the person who played the qin appeared directly in front of He Qiao.

A punch was blasted out, and behind him, a huge phoenix phantom appeared, and the crimson fire phoenix illuminated the night sky red.

Between his eyebrows, an identical phoenix phantom appeared, and the crimson flames rendered his figure red.

Seeing this scene, the people below exclaimed.

"It's him!" Zhou Yu and Ling Han glanced at each other, and they both recognized the identity of this person.

The sound of the piano coupled with the phoenix phantom reminded them of a legend.

A legend about the Drunken Forest.

Legend has it that every night, the drunken forest will faintly come to the soul-seductive piano sound, the piano sound is extremely beautiful, can attract the heavenly fairy phoenix to descend to earth.

Of course, that's just a legend, and naturally there can't be any immortals and phoenixes.

However, one thing is certain, many people have heard the sound of the drunken forest and seen the fire phoenix.

When this qin and the phoenix appeared at the same time, the identity of this person was about to be revealed.

The first of the four uniques of Chang'an - the piano of the drunken forest.

Chang'an has four uniques, in the past, the four uniques also changed from time to time, but the qin of the drunken forest has always been one of the four uniques, and the only one that can compete with one is the Xiang family's heavy pupil.

As for the immortals of the Medicine Valley and the sword of Cuijing Pavilion, they have been replaced several times, and in recent years, they have compared other forces to become the four peers of this generation.

When they recognized the identity of this Qin Jue, they finally understood what level of this battle was taking place above their heads.

That is a height worthy of the vast majority of them to spend their whole lives pursuing, or rather, the vast majority of them will not be able to reach such heights in their lifetime.