"Oh no, it's a pitch attack!"

Bai Suzhen's heart tightened, her cultivation was already at the peak of the earth immortal, and the yang god was already strong and stable. Even if today's mana is suppressed and the strength is greatly reduced, it is much easier to resist this kind of rhythm attack.

Not long after Xu Xiancai stepped into the Yuanying realm, even if he accepted Bai Suzhen's cause nourishment for more than 1,700 years, allowing the Yang God to mature and grow directly, he was still still immature in comparison. Under this kind of rhythm attack, I am afraid that my mind will be unstable.

Xu Xian's state at this time was indeed not very good, and he wanted to try his best to seal his hearing and not listen to the sound of the golden cymbals. However, this voice seemed to have magical power, and no matter how Xu Xian used mana or divine sense to block it, it had no effect at all.

Originally, he could use the sword of righteousness to move the heavens and the earth, but now it is difficult to maintain even ordinary attacks.

Xu Xian naturally knew that the Golden Cymbal Dharma King would attack with sound waves, but Xu Xian didn't care about it at first. What he knew was that there was indeed a sonic attack in this world, but it was the way of the qin! Just like the way of calligraphy, after reaching a certain level, it has unimaginable effects.

How effective will this pair of golden cymbals be for the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, and they are not Guqins? I am afraid that it will be useful for some monsters who have just entered the Dao or Yin God Realm, and it should not have any effect on Xu Xian, who has already formed a primordial infant.

Who knows, the sonic attack of this golden cymbal is terrifying to such an extent.

"What should I do?" Xu Xian's face was gloomy, and he was engrossed in resisting the sonic attack, but he couldn't avoid it, and he was afraid that he would die an ugly death when he fought with the Golden Cymbal Dharma King in this state.

"Hahahaha!!"

The golden cymbal king is smiling brightly, this is his hole card, and it is where he dares to kill Hangzhou Mansion.

But before he could say anything or do anything, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Because, in the heaven and earth that were originally sprinted by "Bang Bang", a crisp voice of "Zheng" suddenly joined in.

This sound is like a spring rain suddenly falling on an arid land, and the world has become moisturized.

Mountains and flowing water are like butterflies wearing flowers, just like flowing water chasing fish.

Originally, the sound wave of the golden cymbal made Xu Xian feel painful, but as soon as this voice came out, he was immediately rescued.

Immediately after that, the piano continued to sound.

When the golden cymbals strike, the piano sounds.

"Bang Bang!!"

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!!"

For a while, the sound of the golden cymbals was completely canceled out by the sound of the piano.

"This is ......," Xu Xian's eyes lit up.

And the Golden Cymbal King was also furious, stopped his attack, and roared towards the mountains and forests in front of him: "Who is playing the piano, it is a good thing to spoil me!!"

At this time, a man in white floated in, his long hair fluttering in the wind, not tied up, holding a guqin in his hand, completely wandering and talented.

This person is the former No. 1 talent in Jiangnan who came to Hangzhou not long ago, Li Pan!

Without the intrusion of the magic sound, Xu Xian suddenly stopped feeling uncomfortable, looked at Li Pan with gratitude in his eyes, and said, "Brother Li, thank you." ”

Li Pan Shi Ran walked over, smiled at Xu Xian, and then glanced at the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, and said lightly: "It turned out to be a little monster knocking on the basin, no wonder it was so noisy that it hurt my son's ears when I heard it!

The Golden Cymbal King was so angry that he didn't know Li Pan, and said angrily: "Who are you? I advise you to leave obediently, dare to come and ruin the good deeds of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, the master of my Phoenix Mountain Village, believe it or not, I will let you die without a body!"

Li Pan smiled and said disdainfully: "The little centipede spirit dares to say such a thing, it's really unashamed!"

The left sentence is a little demon, and the right sentence is a little centipede essence, and the anger of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King is burning to the extreme.

Knowing that it was impossible to persuade Li Pan to retreat, he said sharply: "What a stinky boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, dare to insult the king of this law, then you will also accompany Xu Xian to die today!

"The little demon who relies on the magic weapon to be strong is also worthy of comparing the sound of my piano?" The guqin in his hand was horizontal, floating in front of his chest like that, Li Pan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said coldly: "Do you want to hear me play the piano? I'm afraid that after listening to me play a song, you may die!"

Listen to me play the piano and you may die!

What a domineering sentence.

The air was suddenly filled with a murderous aura, and it was no longer a wilderness, but a battlefield where millions of people were fighting, and even the leaves that had fallen in the air suddenly seemed to stop solidifying.

Li Pan was dressed in white, his long hair was flying, but he was no longer a merry and talented man, but more like a peerless swordsman, about to draw his sword out of the sheath.

Seeing this, the King of the Golden Cymbals was secretly frightened, Li Pan's piano skills surprised him, and his attainments in the piano path, this son is probably the top master in the world.

But he's not weak against the golden cymbals!

He has specialized in learning and comprehending this way, and in terms of music and rhythm attacks, he has already been perfected and entered the house. Since his debut, he has never tasted defeat, and he doesn't believe that Li Pan can beat him!

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King's heart to kill Xu Xian today is extremely strong, and he will not regress easily.

"Look who's dead!" the golden cymbal's eyes were gloomy, and then he used his mana to exert it to the extreme, and the golden cymbals on his hands began to hit again.

"Bang Bang!!" The sound of the golden cymbals colliding was like a wave of waves crashing in all directions, even the surrounding rocks shook, and the trees were blown to the point that they were about to break.

His sound was like a thousand troops charging at the same time.

Li Pan stood still, put his hands on both ends of the guqin, and suddenly plucked the strings, although the momentum was not as grand as the impact of the golden cymbals, but it made the whole space into a deathly silence, and every time his fingers plucked, he could shake your soul.

It seems that what he has in his hand is not a guqin, but a horcrux!

Knock knock!

Like the beating of drums on the battlefield, compared to the vastness of the sound of the golden cymbals, the sound of the piano is pure and concise to the extreme. The sound of the golden cymbals attacked like a sea of mountains, and the sound of the qin was like a sharp sword, stabbing straight forward, with the meaning of breaking ten thousand laws with a sword.

All of a sudden, where the sound of the piano and the sound of the golden cymbals collided, everything was strangled into powder by the sound waves, the trees were broken one after another, and the leaves in the air seemed to be slashed by thousands of knives, and they disappeared in an instant.

"It's ...... Guangling San!" Xu Xian can only say that he has a little knowledge of playing the piano, but he naturally does not know about the famous Guangling San.

The Guanglingsan of this world is similar to the earth in later generations, it is a swan song for the ages, and the content of the song tells the story of Nie Zheng, one of the four great assassins of the Spring and Autumn Period, who assassinated Han.

Therefore, Guanglingsan is also known as "Thorn Han" and "Stopping".

In this song, although it is full of Jin Ge and the aura of slaughter, there is also a kind of heroic righteousness that generously goes to death!

I didn't expect Li Pan to play such a swan song for the ages!