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Chapter 479: Who Hit Me?

Yun Qiyou and Hou Yanqing's battle has opened a new chapter for this decadent cultivation realm, and some well-informed elders have heard that in ancient times, there was a rhythm of music, which was interpreted through musical instruments to urge the true law to be powerful.

However, this way of music has been lost to the world for many years, and only sporadically recorded in some ancient texts.

Unexpectedly, after 7,000 years, the way of music and rhythm reappeared in the world, and the impact it brought to the world can be imagined, and even Yun Qiyou never thought that her competition was recorded in history.

Her original intention was to test her attainments in the way of music and rhythm through actual combat, and in her opinion, this was just a very wonderful magic method.

She didn't expect that this battle would have such a big impact on those elders and seniors.

With the interpretation of "Yangguan Three Stacks", the wind blade swished towards Hou Yanqing, but Hou Yanqing is not a vegetarian, the shadow double knife in his hand used to be a rare wind magic weapon of the righteous crape myrtle faction, although there are more and more wind blades, which has forced him to the edge of the ring, but he is still unwilling to admit defeat.

The shining light of the knife cut through the space, and it was so fast that it was almost impossible to see how he made the knife. The twin blades are like two geared fan blades, and all the wind blades that come at a gallop, no matter how many, are all shattered by the twin blades.

But that's about it.

Each wind blade is very strong, Hou Yanqing tried his best, but he could only barely block the indiscriminate bombardment of the wind blade, and if he wanted to counterattack, he had no spare strength at all.

Yun Qiyu was concentrating on the qin in the ring at the moment, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to be fused with the demon suppression guqin, and occasionally his fingers slid the strings suddenly, and countless wind blades shot out from the strings like a mechanism, crossing a beautiful long arc in mid-air, no matter how Hou Yanqing changed his position, these wind blades like water waves could accurately shoot at his location.

Everyone can see that Hou Yanqing has no chance of winning, as long as Yun Qiyou relies on this song "Yangguan Three Stacks" alone, it is enough to exhaust Hou Yanqing to death, Yun Qiyou urges the wind blade with the sound of the piano, and attacks from a distance, and is already in an invincible position.

Tens of thousands of disciples of the Righteous Demon Watching the Battle, at least half of them are now around the No. 2 ring, crowded with people, like countless wriggling ants, all in amazement.

After the song is finished, the wind stops.

Hou Yanqing gasped for breath on the edge of the ring, her hands were numb, she almost didn't even have the strength to hold the knife, and her arms and two knives were trembling slightly.

Yun Qiyou didn't speak, and she didn't attack again, she gently put the demon suppression guqin back in the qin bag, and then carried the guqin behind her back.

She just did her own thing, as before, carefully put the piano away after playing, completely ignoring that she was in the ring at the moment.

After doing all this, she raised her head and said, "I said, you don't have the strength to let me use the dust chop." ”

Hou Yanqing's face turned pale for a while, and Tie Qing for a while, the look in his eyes was very complicated, and he wanted to rush up again to fight to the death with Yun Qiyou several times, but due to the continuous chopping of his arms for half an hour, his arms were almost free of any sensation at this moment.

His heart was fighting between heaven and man, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "You won." ”

Yun Qiyou didn't speak, turned around and wanted to walk out of the ring.

Suddenly, Hou Yanqing said hoarsely: "Fairy, please stay." ”

Yun Qiyou didn't look back, just stopped and looked sideways slightly, and said, "What else do you have to say?"

Hou Yanqing said: "What kind of magical magic did the fairy perform just now?"

Yun Qiyou seemed stunned, and then said: "This is what a senior of my Cangyun Sect taught me, entering the Tao with music and urging it with musical instruments, as for the specific name, I forgot to ask that senior." ”

Hou Yanqing's face changed slightly, and said: "The way of music and rhythm? It turns out that there really exists this kind of mysterious magic power in the world, and Hou Mou is convinced of today's loss." ”

After speaking, he drooped his arms and bent deeply to Yun Qiyou's back.

Yun Qiyou lowered his head slightly, which was regarded as a return salute, and then regardless of the exclamations and exclamations of countless people around him, on his tiptoes, his white slender body slowly floated up from the ring, as if he was a fairy who controlled the auspicious clouds, and slowly fell into the crowd of Cangyun Sect disciples.

Everyone looked at Yun Qiyou with the eyes of a monster, and Yun Qiyou looked at everyone with an idiot-like look, and after a while, Yang Liudi shouted: "Little junior sister, when did you learn the way of music and rhythm? Why don't I know! It's amazing!"

The disciples of Cangyun Sect were all around Yun Qiyou, and hundreds of people were surrounded by three layers and three layers outside, and everyone was chattering non-stop.

Fortunately, Ning Xiangruo and other female disciples were gathered in the innermost, if the male disciples dared to get so close, she wouldn't mind letting the dust drink blood.

Ye Xiaochuan and Jiese were squeezed out of the crowd by a group of hot-blooded guys, and he spat at those guys.

"Isn't it just the way of music? What's the big deal!

Someone feels uncomfortable and starts saying cool things.

The precept on the side said: "Boss, this way of music and rhythm is not a small way, I heard the master say that it has existed since ancient times, and it is terrifying to cultivate to the depths. ”

Ye Xiaochuan kicked the dead fat man without hesitation, and said, "Your boss, I said it was a small way, that is a small way, if you dare to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will discount your legs!"

Jiese knew that Ye Xiaochuan was jealous at the moment, he rubbed the butt that was kicked just now, and said: "Boss, Yun Qiyou has a piano, you have a flute, do you also know the way of music? ”

Ye Xiaochuan raised his head and chest, raised his hips and abdomen, looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, pointed his nostrils to the ring color, and said: "Of course I will, but I think that the way of music and rhythm is just a wild fox Zen that does not enter the stream, so I am too lazy to cultivate, I didn't expect Yun Qiyou to use this kind of side door trick to play treasure in the ring of the Broken Sky Cliff, and won everyone's unanimous exclamation, it is really a group of turtles who have never seen the world!"

Just when Ye Xiaochuan was bragging, the back of his head was slapped on the back, and the force was not small, and it immediately turned black in front of him.

He was furious, turned around and shouted, "Who, who dares to beat Lao Tzu!"

As soon as he turned around, behind him were disciples who came and went talking about it, and he didn't know who hit him just now.

He covered the back of his head, looked at the ring in front of him suspiciously, and said, "Who hit me just now." ”

Jiese shook his head blankly and said, "No one." ”

Ye Xiaochuan jumped up and shouted: "Impossible, just now someone slapped me in the head, and you were standing in front of me, how could you not see who it was?"

Jiese is also puzzled now, it seems that Ye Xiaochuan really doesn't seem to be pretending, he shook his head and said, "I really didn't see anyone beat you." ”