Chapter 119: Psychic City, Immortal Cultivation Test, Battle Sound

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At the moment when the referee shouted, Qing Ling took out a three-grade flying sword out of nowhere, this flying sword is a little special, a small gap has opened in the middle of the flying sword, from the sword body about ten centimeters in front of the sword handle to the sword edge, if someone in the mortal martial arts sees it, they will even doubt its hardness. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the contrary, looking at Su Zhuxuan, she tightened the pipa in her arms without hurrying or hurrying, and began to play. Su Xue didn't dare to be careless, her consciousness was fully opened, and the next moment she moved, neither stepping forward nor retreating, but a sideways, as if she was dodging some attack.

Nangong Quan on the stage looked inexplicable: "What's the matter? She attacked? Why can't I see it?" Su Xue and the others did not rush to explain, but motioned for Nangong Quan to continue watching.

Su Zhuxuan's pupils widened slightly, as if she was a little surprised, she flicked again, but Su Xue quickly dodged a few times and rushed directly towards Su Zhuxuan. Su Zhuxuan's tone changed and continued to play the song just now, while Qing Ling's face changed slightly, and he no longer moved forward, but dodged while retreating.

This situation lasted for nearly ten minutes, Su Zhuxuan's face was a little ugly, and Qing Ling's breathing was slightly faster, and her movements were not as agile as before, and she was even a little sluggish, and it could be seen that her physical strength was obviously a little weak.

Both of them stopped, but they stared at each other, and then struck again when the wind was blowing. Nangong Quan took advantage of this gap and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, why is Senior Sister dodging up and down like this? Why can't I see the attack method on the other side? The other side just played a tune, I remember that this song seems to be... Ambush on all sides, yes, that's the tune. ”

Qin Feng said to Nangong Quan in his heart: "It's really wonderful, your Qingling Senior Sister practices Yin, and the opponent is from the Lingyin Sect, so naturally she also uses Yin." ”

Nangong Quan replied: "No, the voice can kill?" Although I know that Senior Sister has obtained the true inheritance of the Great Elder, the cultivation sound and the sword, but I really don't know that the voice can also be used in battle?"

Qin Feng said: "I once read a kind of book in our world, which wrote that the voice can be used to fight in the martial arts of the mortal realm, that is, people in the Qi training period can control the voice to fight. Of course, if the general sound is too loud, it will affect people's ears and naturally have no lethal power, but the combination of sound and true qi or internal force or spiritual power is not to be underestimated. With the monks in the Qi training period alone, that is, the people in the martial arts, they can open mountains and break rocks with only their internal strength and sound. When you were promoted to the foundation building period and broke the big waves, the trick used to imitate Qingling is also a trick that combines spiritual power and sound, but people have the skill of controlling the sound, and it won't have much impact on themselves, which is like you, making yourself half-dead. ”

Speaking of this, Nangong Quan scratched his head in embarrassment, and asked again: "What about the battle they had just now?" At this time, Nangong Quan heard Xiao Hei's voice in his heart, which was far away from the stands: "You know a fart! Is this called killing people invisibly? If you were on the field at this moment, I'm afraid you would have died of a blast of internal organs." ”

Nangong Quan swallowed his saliva: "It's not such an exaggeration, then again, what are their attacks?

Xiao Hei said: "Alas, in the battle just now, your senior sister Qingling was completely passive, she never launched an offensive, she has been dodging, but the one surnamed Su has been attacking, her attacks are all in his tune, every tune, every tone She can attack, and these attacks are similar to the way a long knife slashes at you or a flying sword stabs at you, but it also depends on the technique, then again, Qingling is also quite remarkable, the surnamed Su played this song twice, and he didn't stick to Qingling." As for if you offend the people of the Lingyin Sect in the future, I suggest that you still kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, with your ability, I estimate that it will be difficult to deal with even their Qi cultivation period, don't think about running, are you sure you can run through the sound?"

When Nangong Quan heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly, no wonder this sect was only a middle-to-upper sect, but the five major sects did not dare to offend easily. At this time, some spectators in the stands were still confused, in their eyes, the battle they had just now was just one playing the piano and the other dancing, it was really not interesting, it was better to turn their heads and watch other people's games. There are moves between masters, and only insiders can understand them.

At this time, on the elder's platform, a kind old woman's eyes were slightly open, although she looked old, but from her appearance, it could be vaguely seen that she was also a little beautiful when she was young. The old woman said to Xiao Hei: "Lord Tianhu, I didn't expect there to be such a talent on a snowy day, the old body is really blind, the little girl's weapon is also quite interesting, I don't know what the name of this girl's teacher is?"

Xiao Hei recognized that this was the second elder of the Lingyin faction, as if his surname was Su, and he had a relationship before, Xiao Hei's thoughts were flying, and the wind and snow were inexplicably necessary sects, so it naturally couldn't say anything, but a lie would always involve more lies, given that they still had to stay in this psychic city, the little hacker replied angrily: "You also know," Feng Xuetian has not dealt with the Immortal Cultivation Realm all year round, and now he has sent these disciples to be close to the Immortal Cultivation Realm, they don't want to integrate into the Immortal Cultivation Realm so quickly, and I hope that Su Daoyou will forgive me, this matter, I forgive me for not disclosing it. ”

The old woman surnamed Su nodded politely, and turned her head to continue watching the competition without asking more, I don't know what to think, people who live to her age are often extremely smart, and the careful thoughts in her heart are also Cheeduo, who knows what she is thinking in her heart.

Su Zhuxuan and Qing Ling looked at each other for a while, their physical strength and spiritual power recovered very quickly, and at this moment, Qing Ling's eyes moved, and she found that the four strings of Su Zhuxuan's pipa were slowly rotating.

Qing Ling sighed to himself, and raised his sword in an instant and slashed at Su Zhuxuan, Su Zhuxuan unhurriedly helped the pipa and said: "Hehe, it was discovered, but unfortunately, it's too late." ”

I saw Su Zhuxuan's left hand pressing on the strings of the piano board, hooking the four strings with her right hand, and playing it violently: "Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng!!"

It's still a song of ambush on all sides, but the people on the field and even the people in the stands feel their hearts tighten suddenly, and a strong sense of crisis infects everyone present, as if there are 100,000 immortal cultivators in ambush outside this stand, it seems that the next moment there are thousands of monks who are going to rush into the stadium with swords and fight to the death with these people.

At this time, all the audience's eyes were focused on Su Zhuxuan, who was playing the pipa, and Xiu Wei and his mind were a little worse and even took out his weapon in an instant, but the next moment they realized that there was no enemy?

After waking up, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, this woman is so terrible, even the emotions of the immortal cultivator can be mobilized by her, you must know that the immortal cultivator requires no desire and no desire, and at the moment of building the foundation, he will see through the natural life and death, and comprehend the heaven and earth, and at this moment, just a few times they feel a strong sense of crisis, what a terrible thing.

It's no wonder that many people go to the secret realm to invite one or two Lingyin Sect people, they are not only a lot of combat power, but also can enhance the sense of crisis of their teammates, enhance the potential of their companions, and exert one hundred and twenty percent of their strength, the stronger the person, the more promotions they get.

As soon as she heard this tone, the old woman surnamed Su was shocked at first, and then shook her head, wondering in her heart: "Silly boy, exposing your strength so early, is the opponent really so strong?"

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and there was silence in the venue, but this was only for a moment, and in the next moment, the stone slabs around Su Zhuxuan began to surge like waves in the water, and the stone slabs on the ground began to shatter, and the sound wave crushed the stone slabs with Su Zhuxuan as the center of the circle and spread around, this scene was like a scene of Nangong breaking the big waves.

At the same time, Qing Ling, who rushed towards Su Zhuxuan, was also shocked, his face was full of horror, and in the blink of an eye, Kung Fu Qing Ling reacted, and the hand that took out the sword pulled his left hand suddenly, and his left hand also made a gesture to play something and stretched out in the direction of the flying sword, and the sword and fingers almost collided together.

It was too late, the slate shattered so fast that it spread to the edge of the field in the blink of an eye, and the next moment the dust in the field was stirred up. But it only spread to the surroundings around their game, and at this time, visible light curtain folds appeared in the four corners of the field, and they spread upward with the wave of broken stone slabs. The light curtain was set up so that the immortal cultivators in the venue would not affect each other, just like Su Xue's arrow, if there was no light curtain, I am afraid that I would not have known to shoot into that venue, and if there was no light curtain, I am afraid that it would endanger the competition of others.

This series of scenes was almost in the blink of an eye, and in the next moment: "!!Boom" There was an earth-shattering sound in everyone's ears, and everyone's hair rose suddenly, and those who were poor in cultivation almost fainted. Oh my God! What kind of strange attack is this? Isn't there two layers of light curtains blocking it? Why is it still so loud? It seems that their battle has affected the competition in other venues, and those who are good are only startled, and those who are not good are almost fainted, but the referee did not enter immediately, after all, everyone has been affected, and you can't bear it and you can't blame others.

Nangong Quan was also affected a little, the powerful sound wave just now made him a little distracted, but he quickly came back to his senses, and he once again fixed his eyes on the situation in the Qingling Field. The stirred up dust spread out like a wave, layer by layer, and the visibility of the venue was quickly restored.

Qing Ling is holding the sword in both hands at the moment, the sword body is standing upright, the flying sword is still vibrating, making a "buzzing" sound, and then looking at her hand, the tiger's mouth is slightly cracked, and a trace of blood flows out. Although Qing Ling closed her teeth tightly, and the corner of her mouth was still flooded with blood, in the next moment Qing Ling finally couldn't bear the injury just now, holding the flying sword in her right hand to support the ground, while her left hand covered her chest, her eyes were staring at Su Zhuxuan.

Looking at the semi-oval area behind her, the floor was not broken, which meant that Qing Ling blocked most of the attack just now, but the remaining attack of the opponent still injured her.

As soon as Nangong Quan saw Qing Ling vomiting blood, he was about to rush down the stands in a hurry, but Aotian stopped him: "Don't worry, don't forget what she said in the sect." Nangong Quan suddenly woke up, Qing Ling said that she had been practicing sound wave exercises since she was a child, and she would always suffer from large and small internal and external injuries, and because of this, she could become strong.

Su Zhuxuan was not busy attacking at this time, her face was not too good when she used the attack just now, it seemed that she herself had to bear part of the attack with that blow, she looked at Qing Ling, and couldn't help but admire: "It's really powerful, in that situation just now, you can still fencing and stand on a sound wall to resist most of my attacks, but unfortunately, you still underestimate me, ambush on all sides is one of my strongest songs, it is already remarkable that you can dodge the attack of this song three times in a row, but it's a pity that the chess is one trick..."

Qing Ling, who had always been gentle, interrupted with a cold face: "Are you done talking nonsense? If you finish speaking, I will fight back." As soon as the words fell, I saw that her figure had appeared three meters in front of Su Zhuxuan, and she raised her arm, and the flying sword was pulled horizontally.