Jiang Liu knew that someone was talking to him with the advanced skills of transmitting sound, so he listened intently and identified the source of the voice as Tang Yunjin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Seeing that Tang Yunjin was nodding at him with a smile, Jiang Liu knew that he had recognized him, and also nodded to him, indicating that he was Jiang Liu.

Xiao Xiao snorted heavily, and gave Xiao a slam look. Xiao Meng stepped forward quickly and said sharply: "Boy, let me ask you, where is the masked man who rescued you now? What about the person he kidnapped?" He didn't want everyone to hear the name of "Lin Yan", so he replaced it with "that person".

Jiang Liu shrugged his shoulders and said with an innocent smile: "Where is he, how will I know." It's strange that you didn't ask him, but you came to ask me!"

Xiao Meng saw Jiang Liu pretending to be stupid, and shouted angrily: "Jiang Liu, you don't give me a poor mouth, if you don't tell the whereabouts of that person today, you don't want to get out of this hall." ”

Jiang Liu smiled coldly and said, "Then you might as well try it and see if I can get out of the hall." ”

"Do you think I don't dare?" Before the words could be spoken, Xiao Meng raised his right palm and slapped it with a slap! Jiang Liu did not dodge, waved his palm to meet it, and with a "bang", the two palms stirred each other. Xiao Meng couldn't help but be surprised, he had fought with Jiang Liu, and knew that his skills were much worse than his own, how could he not see him for a few days, and his skills were so profound. He naturally didn't know that Jiang Liu had an adventure since he left Juxian Villa, and his whole body strength had increased greatly, even if he was compared with Xiao Meng, it seemed to be stronger.

Seeing that Jiang Liu took Xiao Meng's palm hard, and it didn't seem to be down, everyone in the hall was shocked, and they all thought in their hearts: "This young man is so powerful." Xiao Meng missed, shouted, and his palms came out together, attacking forward, making it a family legend of the dragon palm technique. This dragon palm technique came from him, but it was much more powerful than the Xiao Congwen brothers' moves. Everyone saw the shadow of their palms flying, and the human figure swayed, enclosing the river in it.

Jiang Liu held his breath and condensed, using the heavenly incense palm technique, concentrating on resisting the enemy. In the past few days, Xiao Meng has been the strongest master he has encountered, and after three moves, he has fallen behind. Although Jiang Liu's internal strength is extremely profound, his palm moves and experience against the enemy are more than a step behind Xiao Meng, and his back suddenly hurts, and he has been slapped by Xiao Meng.

Fortunately, Jiang Liu's skills are profound, and the body is really turbulent, and most of the strength has been removed, although the back hurts, it will not be injured. But after a dozen more moves, he was slapped twice, his skin and flesh opened, and he gradually couldn't support it. Tang Yunjin saw that the river was staggering, and he couldn't resist the enemy, so he couldn't help but shout: "Xiao Meng, you are also a famous hero, how can you get along with a teenager and kill the killer?"

Xiao Meng sneered: "If you have no grievances with me, I will not embarrass him." If you want protection, go along. He still thought that Jiang Liu and Tang Yunjin had a deep friendship, and as soon as he finished speaking, he was even more ruthless, a move was as fast as a move, Jiang Liu couldn't support it, and he was about to be injured under Xiao Meng's palm.

Jiang Liu knew that his martial arts moves were still a little short of the fire, sighed in his heart, and thought: "My life is over!" Tang Yunjin's extremely thin voice came into his ears again: "Jiang Liu, concentrate on your breath, forget about things and me." Keep the Lingtai clear, the enemy moves, the enemy does not move, I do not move, and the rear strikes. It turned out that Tang Yunjin saw that the situation of the river was critical, and his identity as a Tang sect was not easy to do, otherwise he would have a hatred with the Hehuai Alliance, so he used the sound transmission to guide the river.

Jiang Liu's expression was greatly invigorated, and he carefully understood the meaning of Tang Yunjin's words, and concentrated on Xiao Meng's shot. But seeing that his moves were wide open and closed, and his moves were fierce, he was in danger, as if he was trapped by shackles, tired of parrying, and after a while, he was slapped again and spit out a mouthful of blood. This mouthful of blood spit out, Jiangliu's spiritual platform was blank, and he only felt that Xiao Meng's move speed had slowed down a lot, and he took advantage of the situation to punch, and actually hit Xiao Meng's chest with a punch.

Xiao Meng's body was shocked, he took a few steps back, and looked at Jiang Liu with a shocked face, he really couldn't believe that he could hit himself. Everyone also felt incredible, they were about to fall down when they saw Jiang Liu's bloodstains, but they actually hit Xiao Meng inexplicably. They didn't know that in this short period of time, Jiang Liu had explored the wonders and interests of the world, and suddenly penetrated through them, and his martial arts had improved a lot.

Xiao Meng was stunned at first, and then he became angry, in front of everyone, especially in front of the disciples of Juxian Villa, was it unbearable to be humiliated by this strange humiliation? Jiang Liu was defenseless and couldn't resist, and with a "whoosh", a piece of his sleeve was cut off. Another sword stabbed Jiang Liu's forearm, and Jiang Liu made an "ah" sound and avoided it sideways.

Tang Yunjin saw that Jiang Lian was about to die under Xiao Meng's sword, and he was also anxious for him in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. He doesn't have a deep relationship with the river, so he can't offend Juxian Villa for the sake of a river, not to mention that Xiao Xiao has been eyeing him from the side, if he makes a move, Xiao Xiao will not stand idly by.

Suddenly, Xiao Congwen shouted loudly: "Third Uncle Xiao, he is my savior, please be merciful." He shouted so loudly that everyone could hear it clearly, but Xiao Meng looked like crazy, and he only cared about the onslaught, and he didn't seem to hear it at all.

At this moment, a melodious piano sound suddenly came from outside the hall, and a red silk flew in from outside, entangled the girder in the hall, and then a figure like a Lingbo fairy stepped on the clouds, and with the power of the red silk, it fell lightly on the girder. It was the evil Lin Chengyun who was still holding an antique lyre in his arms.

Everyone was amazed to see a beautiful man in a purple robe standing at the head of the beam. But the two people who were fighting on the ground had no time to take care of it, and they still fought by themselves. Lin Chengyun saw the river and said softly. Suddenly, he sat down and plucked the strings lightly, the sound of the piano was very soothing at first, and the rhyme was melodious, as if flowing from winter to spring. After a while, the sound of the piano suddenly became desolate again, low and mournful, and everyone seemed to be attracted by the sound of the piano, and listened quietly.

Even Jiang Liu and Xiao Meng seemed to be confused by the sound of the piano, and unconsciously slowed down. Everyone only felt that their bodies were like following the long wind, fluttering, drunk like a dream, and then the sound of the piano suddenly changed like a storm crashing on the shore, and it was fierce and scattered in the hall. The people who heard it only felt a chill, but they didn't wake up awe-inspiringly, their chests seemed to be hit by a big hammer, and they were depressed, and there were several disciples of the Hengshan Sect with low martial arts and warriors from the Hehuai League, who vomited blood and fell to the ground, seeing that they couldn't live.

Xiao Meng couldn't attack for a long time, he was very angry, and he was most easily induced by the sound of the piano. He only felt that his blood was churning, and his heart was not uncomfortable, and there seemed to be countless birds chirping in his ears, which made him have a headache. Xiao staggered violently, and his sword was out of order, slashing and stabbing indiscriminately.

Not only him, but most of the people in the hall seemed to be controlled by the sound of the piano, and their faces were angry or angry, crying or laughing. Tang Yunjin secretly shouted in his heart: "It's not good, this is the Heavenly Demon Sound!"