Chapter 68
After the Taishan competition test field, after Li Danqing's incident, the game was on track again.
"Shadow Arrow Sect, Wen Bu Piercing against Fallen Leaf Palace, Huang Zidi!"
When Liu Qingzhao fell, he saw a person carrying a big bow behind him, wearing a crossbow in one hand and holding a mark in the other, and a third eye was painted in the center of his eyebrows.
The person in the Fallen Leaves Palace has a flute-like weapon in his hand, and wherever he goes, he will leave behind many withered yellow fallen leaves.
"Why haven't I heard of these two palace gates?" asked passer-by A next to him.
"The Shadow Arrow Sect is a new sect in the Yan Kingdom, and it kills people invisibly with a hidden arrow in one hand, it can be said that it is a dark division with a long-range attack, and as for the Fallen Leaf Palace, I haven't heard much of it. ”
Passerby B looked at Passerby C next to him and said.
"Didn't you encounter a Fallen Leaf Sect in the first battle of Chu Yurou, and it was also from Qingping Kingdom, it was nothing more than summoning Leaves to attack, and it should be good luck to enter the finals. ”
In order to pretend to be knowledgeable, passer-by C pretended to be knowledgeable, and said in a deep voice.
But the battle in the Fallen Leaf Palace is very different from what passerby C said.
I saw the yellow flute, the flute in his hand was put to his mouth, and it was blown gently, and the pleasant sound began to spread in the competition room.
"Is this the Neon Dress Song?" The Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Domain Pavilion listened to such a moving flute and turned around and asked Chu Yuxiao.
"Yes, but the key seems to be a little lower than the normal neon song. "Chu Yuxiao is not only very high in cultivation, but her attainments in music are also at the peak of the six major sects.
"What if it's lower?" asked in a low voice, as the Master of the Dark Division was also very interested in Huang Zidi's music. For fear of ruining the beauty of the music.
"Look. Chu Yuxiao didn't explain, and directly pointed behind Wen Buchuan.
Wen Buchuang watched Huang Zidi play the flute, he wanted to destroy Huang Zidi's movements, and instantly picked up the crossbow in his hand and shot an arrow.
However, when the arrow just entered Huang Zidi's side, it was bounced away by the flute's music.
When Wen Buchuang saw this scene, he still didn't give up, and began to run around, shooting five arrows in a row.
The five arrows were shot out very quickly, and the five arrows lined up in a straight line and shot out.
Each arrow is a little faster than the previous one fired.
The fifth arrow dashed forward and hit the fourth, followed by the third...... Each arrow collides with each other, adding propulsion to the arrows in front of them.
The first arrow that rushed in front was reasoned by the four arrows behind it, and instantly turned into a black shadow and dissipated into the air.
In the next second, this arrow appeared directly at the mouth of Huang Zidi's flute, as if it wanted to penetrate through the mouth of the flute, and killed Huang Zidi with one arrow.
It's a pity that the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
The previous arrow would bounce off as soon as it touched the area around Huang Zidi, and this arrow close to the flute would not be directly exploded by the sound wave.
Sure enough, as soon as the arrow touched the flute, it was directly shattered into scum, just when Huang Zidi looked disdainful.
The arrows shattered into slag, and in an instant, four more arrows appeared out of thin air, shooting from four directions.
"It's worthy of a long-range attack, this set of combos can't be guarded against!" passerby A exclaimed.
But before he finished speaking, he saw Huang Zidi pinching the flute in his mouth to his fingertips, spinning and blowing a gust of wind.
In the breeze, many fallen leaves instantly appeared, directly blocking the four arrows to the ground.
And there was also a fresh breeze behind Wen Bu Chuan, and the breeze blew away, leaving many fallen leaves.
Although these fallen leaves seem to be weak and weak, when the first fallen leaf touches Wen Bu's body, a hole is directly cut.
After Wen Buchuang found that there was an abnormality behind him, he directly picked up the big bow behind him, slid back three steps in a row, and pulled the bow obliquely.
Although there were no arrows on the bow, everyone could see that when the bowstring was raised, the air around it formed a spiral.
An arrow of air appeared in the spiral, making people feel that the power of this arrow was like the arrow that Hou Yi shot down the sun.
Although I don't look at it, I can know its might!
"Whew!"
The string flicked and the arrow shot, and the moment the arrow was shot, the surrounding air was directly torn apart by the power of the arrow.
The arrows stopped, the leaves fell, and the ground collapsed.
The simple six words describe the scene of the entire competition field.
The arrow of air dissipated into the earth, only to be shot directly by the arrow into a huge crater, and the leaves were shattered all over the ground by the power of the arrow.
But when Wen Bu was archery, Huang Zidi did not let go of this opportunity, and gathered all the fallen leaves on the field around him, forming two voices similar to his body.
He took out two more flutes from his waist and threw them into Ye Ren's hands.
In an instant, the three of them played in unison, and the whole world played the music of neon clothes.
This music is like the joy of immortals, and when the trees that had withered heard it, they instantly returned to spring and were full of vitality.
Influenced by the sound of music, the breeze blows from afar, and the leaves of the trees are blown by the breeze and sway, adding a piece of clothing to this neon song.
And above the test field, there were also many birds of different colors flying in the air, adding a colorful vitality to the originally vast and empty sky.
The sound of gurgling water, the sound of the breeze sweeping the leaves, the sound of birds singing in the sky, and the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are all in one voice.
This sound rises to the mountains and forests, and returns to the twilight forests and seas.
The people on the field, no one paid attention to the victory or defeat of this battle, they all closed their eyes and listened to this music slowly.
No matter what troubles or troubles there are in my heart, I instantly turned into a drop of water in the Hu Bo and dissipated in the Hu Bo.
"Tick. ”
The sound of the water dripping brought them back to heaven and earth.
It's like a long road, and you have found a place to belong.
It seems that life is impermanent, and there is a good person to accompany you.
It seems that there is snow in January, spring water in February, fine rain in March, and a soft breeze in April.
In May, there are green Qingning Mountain, in June there are thousands of miles of white lake lotus, and in July there is the sun shining on the scorching sun.
In August, Lin Shen saw the deer sea and saw the whale, and in September, the fog cleared and the smoke disappeared, and I saw you again in my dreams.
And the remaining three months are all old people returning to their hometowns, lovers returning to the nest, and you returning to my heart.
All the beauty of the world is attributed to this song.
Time, all tranquility is in the present.
This song is called Ni Shang.
The work of immortals, the voice of mortals.
This match was the most tranquil of the six factions that lasted for half a month.
No cheers, no sighs. There is no noise, and there is no dead silence.
Everybody is doing one thing: listening.
Everyone is thinking about one thing: lover.
This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can it be heard in the world?
This competition, originally everyone thought that it was just a boring battle after the battle of the six major sects, but they never thought that it would become the most ornamental battle of the six sects.
This palace gate is not only the fallen leaves, but also the whole spring.
The Fallen Leaves Palace should be remembered by the world.