At the same time, Xia Nichang took action.
Groups of cyan cyclones silently gathered towards the location. They seemed gentle, but the wind blade was extremely deadly, soft and hard, unpredictable, silent and impossible to guard against.
call out!
The sword energy was like a dragon roaring, Feng Xingyue took action again, and the long sword in his hand shot out strands of thin sword light, like a network of light, continuous and dense, covering it from all sides.
The four top young men in Snow State all set out to encircle and suppress this demon king at the same time.
His face remained unchanged, he laughed, endless dark green demonic energy rolled out of his body, and an unknown huge white animal bone stick appeared in his hand. A stick came out, whining and making wind, tyrannical demonic energy. Rolling, tearing apart all the attacks that came close to Dao, the white bones flashed, the evil spirit filled the air, and he was fighting with the four powerful men.
The blind old man who had been sitting quietly at the table seemed to have finally been awakened by the sound of the clang of fighting. He listened attentively, grinned, put his erhu on his lap, and started chirping. I tweaked it a few times and then started playing.
The music was clearly one that Ding Hao had played not long ago.
I really have a good memory for this piece. I only listened to Ding Hao play it once, and he completely understood the essence of this piece. Pulling it out from his hands, the sound of the erhu was pure and clean, faint and endless, and it was like crying. Compared with Ding Hao before The performance exceeded who knows how many times.
Groups of transparent ripples appeared silently in the air, just like a gentle breeze blowing, causing a layer of water ripples to rise on the calm lake.
Ding Hao was slightly stunned. He subconsciously felt that the sound of the erhu was extremely beautiful, surpassing all the music he had ever heard before. The word "natural sound" was not enough to describe the beauty of this sound. At first glance, It makes people want to be immersed in the sound of Erhu every second from now on.
Ding Hao had an urge to stand up immediately and dance to the music.
"That's not right!" Ding Hao suddenly became excited and exploded, isolating the overwhelming sound in his ears.
In an instant, I woke up. When I listened to the erhu sound again, it no longer had the charm it had before. Although it sounded pleasant to the ears, it no longer affected my emotions.
At this time, there was a faint sound of crying and laughing outside the Chinese character inscription formation. Ding Hao turned around and saw that among the crowd of people watching outside, some people were wailing and banging their heads on the ground, as if they had lost their parents, wives and children. Some people looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, tearing their hair and clothes, as if they had encountered the most beautiful thing in the world. The strange thing was that their eyes clearly showed extreme panic, but they could not control their emotions. and the body, making various expressions of joy and sorrow.
What a powerful musical battle technique.
Ding Hao sighed secretly and was about to take action, but at this moment, a solemn Sanskrit chant sounded again.
The red lips of Tea Listening Zen opened slightly, and she moved the beads with one hand. The golden Sanskrit characters flowed out from her red lips like clear spring water, gradually covering up the sound of the blind old man's erhu. The golden flames in the air also appeared. The ripples appeared, colliding with the light black aura coming from it, constantly dissolving and dissolving, and an unparalleled solemn and sacred aura filled the air, making people feel that their entire soul had been sublimated and solemn.
The madness of the spectators outside began to subside, and each of them woke up in horror, finding that their bodies were finally back under control.
"Don't retreat yet!" Dao Qingcheng suddenly stood up and shouted to the warriors outside who were still watching curiously: "Are you going to die here? The real battle will begin soon, and no one can take care of you."
Most people receded like a tide.
It is a blessing to be able to see many masters and strong men fighting, but if you have to pay for it with your own life, then the gain outweighs the loss.
Everyone understands that at the beginning of the battle, it was just a tentative attack by both sides, and dozens of people were already crushed into powder by the aftermath. Once the two sides used real fire, the two demon kings appeared in the form of demons, and they were afraid that they would be destroyed. With a radius of hundreds of miles, if you stay here any longer, you will die. After Dao Qingcheng's words fell, countless people left.
There are only a few people who feel that they have good strength and want to stay and watch the battles between masters and strong men, hoping to gain inspiration and break through their own martial arts bottlenecks.
In the blink of an eye, there were only about twenty or thirty people left around the collapsed tavern. Their strength was probably around the level of great martial arts masters. There were some elite disciples from various sects, and there were also some powerful wanderers who were accustomed to walking on the line of death. Warriors and casual cultivators.
Ding Hao looked at the Wenjian Villa disciple next to him who was a little pale with fright, thought for a while, and said: "Xiaolan, you can leave first. If these two monsters go crazy in a while, I can't... "
A smile appeared on Li Lan's face and she said: "It doesn't matter, I have my own way of self-defense. Watching the young generation of influential people in Selangor join forces to fight at such a close distance is a rare opportunity. I want to stay.
Seeing that he was extremely confident, Ding Hao did not force himself. He reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the disciple of Wenjian Villa. His body swayed, and the secret in it exploded. His body was like an afterimage. It was just a flicker, and it had already arrived. Outside the battle circle, they walked through the water curtain to the outside of the light wall of the inscription formation.
"Thank you, uncle." The disciple of Wenjian Villa said with a shameful expression: "I will go and inform the seniors in the sect right away."
Ding Hao nodded.
In fact, the giant monsters of the nine sects must have known that such a level of battle was taking place here, and they must have been observing closely. The reason why they did not show up may be because they wanted to use these two demon kings to hone the test. The juniors of their respective sects may have other forces restraining these master-level experts. Only when the lives of these juniors are in danger, they may take action.
Ding Hao was worried about Li Lan's comfort and immediately returned to the battle circle.
But he saw a delicate silver ring on Li Lan's wrist emitting a soft halo, protecting his whole body and blocking out all the aftermath of the battle between Feng Xingyue, the two demon kings and others. His expression was calm, He appeared extremely confident and carefully watched the battle between several powerful men.
Ding Hao breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the table again.
He did not rush into the battle.
At tea time, the battle situation began to become clear.