Chapter 25 Strange Fighting

Lan Xin's strength has always been a mystery. There are many rumors in Tianjianmen, but few people have really seen her take action.

"The sword is broken, and the sword is broken!" The man moved slightly, and his breath disappeared from the ring in an instant.

The next moment, a huge sword shadow cut down and split straight to Lan Xin below.

Seeing this scene, countless disciples on the field all guessed how Lan Xin would deal with the man's full sword.

The shadow of the sword split above her head, Lan Xin didn't seem to realize it, but she didn't even look at it. Her face was calm, as if it was not a sword shadow split on her head.

"This~" looked at the approaching sword shadow, Lan Xin did not move at all, and everyone was surprised.

You should know that Lan Xin's opponent is also the practitioner in the later stage of Jindan. As soon as he took action, the powerful sword was broken. With all his strength, even the disciples of the Yuanying period did not dare to be so big. After all, although the body of the practitioner is powerful, it is not enough to fight against the full blow of the middle-quality spiritual weapon.

"What the hell does Lan Xin want to do!" Qin Bing's face also changed slightly. Even if he practiced star refining, his body was more powerful than practitioners in the same realm, and he did not dare to ignore the attack of medium-grade spiritual weapons.

Just when everyone couldn't figure out why Lan Xin had not yet done it, the huge sword shadow on the ring suddenly stagnated, as if it had been frozen, and stopped above Lan Xin's head.

"What the hell happened? Why did the sword shadow suddenly stop?" Qin Bing frowned. Like all his disciples, he also didn't see how Lan Xin took action. But he knew that Lan Xin had already done it.

"What the hell did Lan Xin do!" Duan Peng's face was also extremely ugly, and even he didn't see how Lan Xin took action. If you don't even know how the other party takes action, how to prevent and deal with it.

"This..." Seeing this strange scene, everyone looked at Lan Xin in the ring in disbelief.

"What's going on? How did the attack suddenly stop?"

"It's so horrible. This is Lan Xin's strength!"

"It's not a level at all. I didn't even see how to take action. Have any of you seen it?"

With Lan Xin's action, almost no one could see through the disciples on the field, but the faces of Elder Xu and his group of Yuanying practitioners in charge of the fight became extremely solemn. These infancy practitioners, both in strength and eyesight, are not comparable to ordinary disciples.

"The blue girl is indeed the most dazzling genius in this generation. I'm afraid that even the cultivation in the middle of Yuanying will be careless." Elder Xu looked at Lan Xin, who had never fluctuated in the ring and sighed.

On the high platform, Qin Tian and others nodded and smiled, "The blue girl is a little bullied."

Hearing this, Lan Yu couldn't help smiling awkwardly. Lan Xin's means were indeed extremely special, and there were rare rivals among practitioners at the same level. It is indeed a little suspected of bullying other disciples to let her participate in this sect meeting.

"Hum~"

Just as everyone was talking, there was a sound of swords on the ring, and the stopped shadow suddenly shattered and dissipated. On the ring, a figure slowly appeared, which was the previous disciple who used the sword.

At this moment, the man's face was blank, his eyes were empty, and his breath was extremely stable, as if he were asleep. Seeing this scene, the disciple who had been paying attention to this ring was shocked again.

Who knows that it is absolutely impossible for a man to fall asleep in such an important game, and obviously he has suffered some special attack.

"What kind of attack is it?" Duan Peng looked a little anxious. Even now, he didn't see that Lan Xin had used a nightmare after all, which made his opponent fall into a deep sleep. Facing an opponent who didn't know anything, Duan Peng finally became a little anxious.

"What a strange means. If it's me in the ring, can I stop it?" Qin Bing knew that if it was him on the ring, he would also block this strange attack.

"Group 123, Lan Xin, win!" There is no suspense in this game. From Lan Xin's appearance, everyone has known the result. At least everyone was shocked that Lan Xin's victory was so strange that no one could see through his means with so many disciples on the court.

"Ah~" Just as Elder Xu's voice sounded, the man in the ring also woke up and looked around blankly, as if he had no idea what had happened before.

"You have lost." Lan Xin said lightly, and his body moved slightly and disappeared from the ring in an instant.

"Lost?" Hearing this, the man frowned and couldn't help thinking of his previous moment of loss, and his face suddenly turned pale. He naturally understood that his previous distraction must have been Lan Xin's masterpiece. Fortunately, such a strange way of fighting is just a fight. If he is an enemy, I'm afraid he doesn't even know how he died.

"Sister Lan, you won." Xiao Jian looked at Lan Xin, who had returned to his side and smiled slightly.

"Win." Lan Xin didn't seem to have much joy, just a faint smile, "Unfortunately, it's too weak."

Hearing this, Xiao Jian couldn't help smiling bitterly and said, "Sister, I have learned your means. Even if I'm not careful, I will be punished by you. I'm afraid I'll be disappointed than you this time."

"If I had known that Zongmen was so boring, I would not have participated." Lan Xin shook her head and sighed, "I hope I can meet a disciple worthy of my action in the next game."

"Hope." Xiao Jian smiled and echoed, but he was a little disapproving. Up to now, the first round of competition has been two-thirds of the past. Among the disciples who competed in the competition, Duan Peng is still have some strength. The remaining one-third of the competition is difficult to produce another Duan Peng-like disciple, not to mention a stronger disciple.

"Xiao Bai, can you see it?" Qin Bing looked at Xiaobai beside him. Xiaobai's spiritual knowledge was better than his. He could not detect many subtleties, but Xiaobai could easily detect them.

When Xiaobai heard the words, he shook his head with a wry smile.

"You didn't even see it!" Seeing this, Qin Bing's expression suddenly sank.

"Is this the strength of the first disciple?" Looking at the direction of Tianjian Peak, Qin Bing couldn't help muttering.

Although the previous Xiaojian and Duan Peng were extremely powerful, even Qin Bing himself knew that the odds of winning against the two were extremely small, but he could still see the difference between the two, but Lan Xin was different. Lan Xin showed strength and the strangeness of the means, as if they were two different levels of people, which made people unable to see through the gap between the two sides. On this point, not only Qin Bing and Duan Peng have such a feeling, but also the disciples of the other two peaks have the same feeling.

"What, boy, are you scared?" Just as Qin Bing sighed, an old voice sounded in his mind.

"Senior Qingyan, is that you?" Hearing this sound, Qin Bing couldn't help but enter the body in an instant.

"It's not me." Qingyan rarely said and laughed.

"Senior, do you also know what happened before?" Qin Bing quickly asked that Lan Xin's method was so strange that he couldn't help pinning his hope on the well-informed Qingyan.

"I know." The sound of Qingyan came.

Hearing this, Qin Bing couldn't help but be overjoyed and said quickly, "Senior, what means did Lan Xin use to be so strange?"

"sound attack!" Qingyan's voice came faintly.

"sound attack?" Hearing this, Qin Bing couldn't help frowning and said puzzled, "But I didn't see Lan Xin take out weapons such as piano and clock?"

The sound attack is also very powerful among practitioners. Weapons such as piano, drums and bells are indeed extremely powerful with the pervasive sound. In the estimation of Tianjianmen, there is a record in this regard. In the practitioners, there are even several sects specializing in sound attack as the main practice.

"Who told you that sound attack must be a musical instrument?" Qingyan sneered disdainfully.

"But without a musical instrument, how to perform sound attack?" Qin Bing frowned.

"Do you have to use a gun to use a gun?" Qingyan laughed.

"No, I have reached the level where everything is a gun. Everything can be a gun in my hands, but if there is a gun, my combat power will be stronger." Qin Bing shook his head, and as he spoke, a fine light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Senior, what do you mean?"

"The sword has a sword, a gun has a gun, and a knife has a knife. How can't the sound have its own realm?" Qingyan said lightly.

"The artistic conception of sound?" Qin Bing secretly smacked his tongue. In his previous life, he had heard of musical artistic conception. He was just a joke, but he didn't expect that there was really an artistic conception.