Facing the sound wave, Elder Black finally moved his sword.

"Uhhh

Hearing the sword groan in the hands of the black shadow old demon on the opposite side, the hearts of the three of them suddenly trembled, as if they had a close relative, and they whimpered in their ears, sensing their hearts.

And those qi blades that attacked, in an instant, intersected and resonated with the sound of the sword, and they were all swept by the black elder's sword momentum and returned to the void.

On the bank of the river, I miss the deep affection!

At this time, Mo Tianji's eyes trembled, and if there were water light fluctuations, he was disillusioned.

Lonely since childhood, how can I look forward to family affection?

But the master's back flashed in his mind......

Mo Tianji gritted his teeth and dispelled the gratuitous inexplicability.

“...... Chong crown, Changhong Xi ......"

As the song turned, Mo Tianji's fingers, above the seven strings, flicked in the air. The sound element pulled, and suddenly attracted a sharp buzzing clear sound.

In front of Yaoqin, the spear was like lightning.

Silent waves, along the shape of the spear upside down, at the end of the handle, a majestic war horse is depicted, a man stands up, on its back, the nameless knight crouches, holding a spear against it.

This sonic knight has just taken shape, and in an instant, it will turn into a rainbow that pierces the sun, attacking the body of a black shadow.

"Buzz—"

The black elder's sword moved like a dance, his attitude was gentle, and he turned into a long coil, and the blade and the tip of the spear fought at high speed, staggered and broken, shattering and shattering.

Mo Tianji pressed the strings with his left hand to take the sound, up, down, forward and back, and back...... The right hand is plucked to exert strength, wipe, pick, hook, tick......

Every time the strings are shocked, there is a body sound to rise, with the qin song, like an instrumental ensemble, the momentum is more and more heavy and strong.

In front of it, there is a chaotic dance of knights' spears, and behind it, there is a stirring sound that shakes the sky. This sound field is shocking, and those who are waiting for leisure will be frightened, dizzy, uneven, and weak in their legs and feet.

However, on the opposite side, the black elder, the sword dance was smooth and natural, without any alarm. At the same time, because of the fierce attack of the opponent, it became more and more sleek and smooth, as if he had not used the technique for a long time.

Zheng Zheng - Ping Pong -

The sound of the piano and the sound of the sword resonate, and the body sound inspires the aura.

The sound element is boiling, and he is doing it with all his might, although Mo Tianji's posture is tall and stable like a bell, but it can be seen that he also bit his lips and slowly broke out in cold sweat.

Every time the sound wave impacts, it is defeated by the opponent's sword momentum, implicating the sound source, and it will eat the strings and wave the fingertips.

This is the first time in many years that Mo Tianji has felt such tremendous pressure.

Before, he had been following his master, and he had not walked with Chen Jingning, Xie Zhen, and other junior brothers and sisters who had just entered the inner door. Naturally, because of this, I have never seen how powerful this "black shadow old demon" who suddenly attacked Xie Zhen.

Now, when he faced the enemy, he used all his skills - including one of the unique skills of "Drunken Qin Peak", "Turning the Divine Qin Song", he couldn't even win!

This is a big blow to the arrogant like him, I have to say.

“...... The cold wind, the anger ......"

Mo Tianji's heavy pupils shrank suddenly, and all the sound resounded, and since he entered the method test road, the majestic sound elements that were infused and promoted were immediately surging, making a sound like waves crashing on the shore.

At the same time, in addition to the ban on the little finger, Mo Tianji's other eight fingers flew up and down, jumped and slided, and the speed suddenly increased, bringing out the fragments, which were not extraordinary eyesight, and it was almost impossible to see the trajectory clearly.

Such an action brings a sudden and violent tension, the sound of the piano is loud, and the iron is faint.

Pressing, slipping, panning, the method of piano skills, extremely skillful, almost the way of ordinary legends.

The fairy music is curling, the clouds are flowing and the water is flowing, the wind stops and the clouds stop, and the people and ghosts are lonely.

With Mo Tianji's full effort, the attack horse became more ferocious, and the entire body transformed again, like a meteor, bursting out with silver rays visible to the naked eye, surrounding the black shadow old demon, spinning and whistling.

Faced with this scene, Elder Black did not panic, the silver sand sword rose, chanting like a dragon, circling in an instant, and countless swords swayed out, as if he was laying a sword mountain around his body, and he was not afraid of the enemy who came to attack.

At this time, everyone suddenly heard, in the seclusion, a Sanskrit sound chanting, faintly long, such as the main hall prayer, lotus pond water, pure and peaceful.

The people of the Yin Xiu Sect were all keenly sensitive, and they immediately realized that it was from the black shadow old demon, and the thin sword in his hand.

With the protrusion of Sanskrit sound, Mo Tianji's piano match was suddenly disturbed. The original indignation and unyielding heroism actually melted faintly after the inexplicable recitation, and even the behavior of stroking the qin slowed down for a moment.

The offensive and defensive momentum, one eliminates the other's strengths.

Previously, Mo Tianji took the initiative, and there has always been a sea of waves, rolling endlessly, and the offensive is continuous.

And the black elder relied on the defensive position, sharpened his sword intent, and gradually climbed, resisting the great waves of progressive layers of progress, round and without a trace.

Now that the offensive is weak and the situation is reversed, Mo Tianji has no defense, of course he can't parry, the black shadow old demon has climbed to the top, and the sword has been fighting back for nine days.

Bang Bang Bang -

The sound of the piano and the song of the aura gathered were torn apart by the sword, exploded and scattered, and turned into the aftermath of heaven and earth, endlessly.

Collapse Collapse -

The sound element is reversed, and the blood is flashing.

Mo Tianji's eight fingers were broken by the strings, and several bloody wounds were cut, and the red flowers were scattered and dripped on the body of the piano.

In the field, only the piano is playing, half of it is trembling, accompanied by the sad fragrance of flowers, and the aftersound is lingering......

At this moment, Xie Zhen outside the field, his face suddenly changed, and he was full of surprise.

Because of the sudden appearance of Sanskrit, the eyes of the two Yin Cultivation disciples have been paying attention to the black shadow old demon, the sword light in his hand. At this time, at the end of the song, he had already stopped, and the thin sword wielding like a dragon also took away the sword and was collected by the black shadow old devil in his hand.

Looking at Xie Zhen, who was the original body of the sword, he suddenly felt familiar, and there were some deep memories, which tumbled up again from his mind.

"Why, it's so similar?" Xie Zhen muttered to himself.

Elder Hei glanced at him, intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly said, "I've fought and fought, and I don't want to compare with you anymore." Do you want to leave there, or do you want to go back again?"

Xie Zhen was just about to speak, when he suddenly looked at Mo Tianji, who was still sitting on the ground.

Fighting alone, the two of them are no longer successful, and if they want to continue, they can only work together.

Mo Tianji ignored it, slowly pulled out the white silk and wrapped his hands.

"Seniors are good at swordsmanship, good at cultivating!" His eyes were heavy and blank, but he still spoke proudly, "I am not good to be a teacher, and I will not be honest!" If my predecessors are self-respecting, we will not force them to stay, please ...... yourself."

Xie Zhen wanted to speak and stopped, but also bowed his head.

These two men are both unruly and arrogant, if they want to join forces, it is estimated that it will be difficult until they are at the moment of life and death. And at this time, the black shadow old devil is obviously different from the past, it seems to be reasonable, not humiliating.

Just when he was silent, Chen Jingning behind him suddenly spoke, and his voice was crisp: "Dare to ask your seniors, is it really a 'black shadow' person?"

The two people next to him were stunned, and they all looked at each other.

Elder Black laughed strangely: "If not, who do you say I am?"