It had just rained, and the bluestones on the mountain were wet and slippery.
Gu Gengren's fingers were as fast as flying, and every time he plucked the strings, a faint green energy came out, with a killing intent that was inconsistent with his temperament.
With him as the center, strands of green energy spread to all directions, causing the space to fold rapidly.
And Gu Gengren is in the center of this fold point. It is not because of his current strength that he can fold the space, but because the sound of the piano resonates with the aura in the space, causing the ripples to ripple.
"The sound of a hundred strings!" He exhaled a green breath.
Before the sound fell, the ten fingers were like the most perfect works of art, beating rapidly on the strings. Every movement was just right. One more point would overflow, one less point would cause a loss, and the energy in his body Then it dissipates completely and cannot be detected even with mental detection.
As the sound spreads, this green energy merges with the sound waves on the strings.
A hundred arrow feathers condensed out of thin air in the air, twinkling with cold stars, as if they had just been fished out of the cold pool in the far north. They were cold and sharp, and seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles, including locking oneself. The shackles of the Taoist heart.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano stirred up, making people's blood boil, and it was like lava flowing in Gu Gengren's veins.
He roared loudly: "Golden armor and iron horse, Ning!"
Before the sound dissipated, a hundred large green horses wearing armor suddenly appeared in Ouyang Ming's perception, which was extremely real. The horses looked up to the sky and roared at the same time, blowing out a breath of white air from their noses. Hundreds of cavalry charged at the same time, with an unparalleled momentum, just like a hundred high-level spiritual monks condensing their momentum and crushing Ouyang Ming.
The top of the mountain was pressed down by this powerful momentum, and it became lower inch by inch.
Rocks pierced through the sky, and stormy waves crashed onto the shore.
Numerous thin and dense holes appeared on the bluestone on the edge of the cliff, and cold air emitted at the same time.
This scene is enough to make everyone under the Venerable feel horrified.
But in terms of momentum alone, even centrifugal force did not crush Ouyang Ming. How could Gu Gengren do it
With a calm look on his face, he slid his right index finger over the blazing cicada, with the shadow of cold mist reflected in his eyes, and said softly: "Cold Mist Technique!"
Immediately afterwards, all the runes beating like tadpoles on the Fiery Cold Cicada lit up, covering half of the mountain. The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and a cold mist three to four feet wide was like a hurricane, heading towards the mountain. The hundred iron cavalry rushed away, the sky and the earth became vast, and within ten feet of Ouyang Ming, snowflakes started to fall.
"Ning!" He pointed at the staff in his hand.
Suddenly, these hundred iron cavalry turned into ice sculptures in an instant.
It was like being hit by a big mountain and completely collapsed.
It's a long story, but from the time these hundred cavalry gathered together to their complete collapse, it took less than two breaths.
Gu Gengren's face turned pale, his body staggered backwards, and even his guqin fell on the top of the mountain.
"Sir, are you okay?" Mr. Mu was dressed in a black robe, with a look of panic on his face as he stepped forward.
"It's okay!" Gu Gengren shouted softly, and stopped Mu Lao's figure with his eyes. He was extremely shocked and said to himself, I have killed a peak spiritual person with this move. I didn't expect that he would kill him so easily. Guard yourself, how is this possible? This kind of spiritual power is really terrifying. If Gu Gengren knew that Ouyang Ming had stolen his master in front of a peak sage, what would he think
He covered his mouth with his hand, and when he released his palm, his palm was bright red.
We can't go on like this, we must fight quickly. He secretly thought, deep in his heart, a faint fear arose, yes, it was fear. At this moment, Ouyang Ming gave him the feeling like the bottomless starry sky. No matter how strong you use, It will all be absorbed completely.
Without hesitation, suction force burst out from his hand, and he grabbed the guqin in his hand. His ten fingers almost turned into an afterimage.
He plucked the strings at the same time, and countless weird notes echoed, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
Shouted loudly: "The sound of a thousand strings!"
Suddenly, countless rocks flew, and a thousand arrow feathers appeared at the same time. One turned into ten, and ten turned into a hundred. The entire mountain top turned into a sea of arrow feathers, and the roaring sound resounded throughout the world. Not to mention high-level spiritual beings, even peak spiritual beings can only make less than one-third of the waves.
Wen Zhou felt his lips were dry and his voice was hoarse as he said, "This move can threaten Daozi Juejianfeng."
As soon as this voice came out, Ling Yue's pupils shrank, and he secretly thought in his heart, he must block it!
Jian Chengzhe had a crazy look on his face and growled in his heart, "If I win, Qiyao Pill is mine. I knew I would win!"
Suddenly, Gu Gengren pressed his hand down and shouted in a low voice: "Quick!"
The arrow feathers that covered the sky were instantly like countless star marks piercing the sky. They were extremely sharp and aimed at Ouyang Ming to strangle him.
Even Gu Gengren tapped his toes, abandoned his harp and picked up his sword. Following the countless sword feathers, it turned into a white lightning that tore the starry sky into pieces. It was almost at its peak, and the long sword in his hand was rounded and radiating cold light. .
Ouyang Ming's face was solemn, he looked at the countless arrows and feathers that came crashing down, and said softly: "Vajra Body Protector!"
As soon as the voice fell, countless yellow haloes appeared out of thin air, thin and dense, intertwined into a network. It directly enveloped Ouyang Ming's body, and even his skin turned faintly bronze, and he looked as tough as if he had practiced physical training.
Seeing this scene, Gu Gengren's heart trembled. He quickly made a secret with his left hand, mobilized the arrow feathers with his spiritual power, condensed all the arrow feathers floating in the sky, and turned them into a golden arrow feather, making the sharp arrows fly. Sharp power, reaching the extreme.
He pushed outward with his left hand, and the golden arrow feathers exploded at a speed that was almost imperceptible to his mental strength.
The golden light on Ouyang Ming's body became more and more intense, and he used the Vajra body protection to forcefully shake the golden arrow feathers.
A sound of metal collision spread out, and the two were in a stalemate for a moment.
Just at this moment, Gu Gengren rushed over, his energy locked on Ouyang Ming's eyebrows, and he struck with a sword, fast and hard.
"Almost done!" A cold light flashed in Ouyang Ming's eyes, he secretly ran the Thought-Only Art, gathered his energy and exhaled, and roared softly: "The voice of gods and demons!"
I saw an extremely sharp sound wave blasting forward. Wherever it passed, even the spiritual energy was completely crushed, and a palpitating white color appeared in the air.
Seeing this scene, Gu Gengren felt a chill in his body.
Every cell in his body trembled, he stopped and stepped back.
"Retreat? Can you retreat?" Ouyang Ming sneered and pressed forward lightly. The speed of the sound wave increased greatly. The golden arrow feathers could not even block the slightest, and turned into golden powder inch by inch. But this The sound wave still didn't stop, heading straight towards Gu Gengren's chest.
There was a reason why Ouyang Ming used the Wei Nian Jue at this time.
First of all, the execution of the Wei Nian Jue must be unexpected, and the closer the two people are to each other, the greater the destructive power.
Secondly, Ou Yangming is a spell caster and can only assume a defensive posture. If he takes the initiative to attack, even a fool will know that there is a trick, so the effect will not be achieved.
But Gu Gengren took the initiative to attack with his harp and sword, which gave Ouyang Ming a good opportunity.
And, he had a firm hold on it too!
After seizing the opportunity, Gu Gengren was forced into a desperate situation.
The long sword in his hand kept slashing out, either violently like the eruption of a magma volcano, or as cold and abnormal as the ice and snow fields, or like the cold mist, which was like mist and illusory, incomprehensible, fast or slow, paused or stopped, Countless sword moves were merged into one, and they were slashed out at the same time, trying to reduce the sharp power above the sound wave, but they could only block it a little.
"Faster, faster!"
Gu Gengren roared in his mouth, but the Qi machine was firmly locked, how could he get rid of it
Ouyang Ming took a step forward, and his moves were like an antelope hanging its horns. It came with a bang. It was like the straw that broke the camel's back, breaking Gu Gengren's airs instantly.
The staff was pressed against his throat, and his voice was calm and without any ripples, he said: "You lose!"
At the same time, he raised his hand to break the voice of gods and demons.
Gu Gengren's eyes were blank, he was stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly, and said: "Congratulations, Brother Yu. If I lose this time, I won't lose next time. This feeling is not pleasant." He tied up the long hair on his head. , holding the guqin in his hand.
Ouyang Ming said nothing and shook his head in disbelief.
Mr. Du stepped over, with wrinkles on his face that could kill a fly, and said eagerly: "Master, are you okay?"
"It's okay. If Brother Yu hadn't been merciful and blasted away the last move, I would have been seriously injured." After saying that, he bowed heavily to Ouyang Ming.
Ouyang Ming jumped back and dodged.
Then he walked to Ling Yue's side, gently cupped his hands, and said: "Brother Ling, you live up to your expectations."
Every cell in Ling Yue's body trembled. He was so excited that there was only one voice left in his heart shouting, Qiyao Pill, this is Qiyao Pill. His mind was extremely confused!
It was only after Guanyue pinched him gently that he recovered.
San San smiled and said, "Let Brother Yu laugh!"
Guanyue's cheeks were all crimson and she was in a great mood.
But there was only one person present who was in a bad mood, and that was Jian Chengzhe. All the cells in his body were screaming, asking secretly, why? Why is Ling Yue so lucky? Why is this Qiyao Pill not his own? He hates it, hates it so much.
But except for Ling Yue, he did not dare to offend anyone present. He could only impose his hatred on this "unlucky junior brother" and made up his mind to find an opportunity to kill him without anyone noticing. , In this way, all the cultivation resources of Wen Zhou's men belong to him. At this moment, his heart is full of evil intentions.
The ferocious look in his eyes flashed away, and he followed the trail down to the top of the mountain.
Wen Zhou looked at Jian Chengzhe's retreating back and sighed secretly. His throat moved slightly, but he couldn't say anything.
He shook his head, flipped his wrist, and when it fell, he had a small porcelain bottle in his hand. He said softly: "This is the Qi Yao Pill. I will practice hard in the future and strive to break through to the first level of the spirit person as soon as possible. I can also carry one on my body." Sword box."
"Yes!" Ling Yue nodded heavily, feeling extremely hot in his heart.