Chapter 508 The Power of the Double Piano

The battle between Xie Hui and Jingfeng has reached white-hot. From the beginning, the two did not test the moves of the surname. They are both real, and the attack and the defense are extremely fierce.

Half-step martial arts master, half-step eight-order piano master. Once the confrontation is made, the scene is gripping, showing the trend of the strong. After rounds of attacks, Xie Hui finally broke the opponent's defense and attacked its key points.

Seeing that Xie Hui was about to gain a slight advantage, unexpectedly, the long-planned Jingfeng immediately turned to attack. The blue-green wave rose to the sky and changed from more than a dozen meters to nearly 100 meters in an instant. After swallowing the offensive of Xie Hui, it turned into a shocking tsunami wave and counterattacked against the other party.

The appearance of this scene suddenly stunned countless audiences, secretly marveling at the amazing piano cultivation and the power of the Kuanglan five-stringed lyre.

Obviously, Xie Hui was uncomfortable with the sudden difficulty of the wind. He quickly withdrew the offensive, waved the long whip in his hand at the same time, and followed by a black light nearly 100 meters long from top to bottom, as if cutting off the water with a knife.

I have to say that Xie Hui's reaction ability and combat skills are extremely excellent. The tsunami-like blue-green wave was directly broken from the middle.

Without any hesitation, Xie Hui's body reached a parallel to the ring, and his body told him to choose. He drilled in through the crack in the middle, and the long whip in his hand turned into a spiritual snake, attacking the Shenqin played in the opponent's hand with the momentum of breaking the wind.

The hearts of the disciples in the team of Tianqin Sect and Xie Yuanmen couldn't help but be raised, and everyone could see it. Xie Hui intends to destroy the rhythm of the other party's playing the piano. As long as the rhythm of the pianist is messed up, the probability of winning will directly drop to two or three layers.

Xia, the general in the crowd, nodded secretly and affirmed Xie Hui's judgment. However, in his opinion, Jingfeng is definitely not so easy to deal with.

Sure enough, just when Xie Hui's long whip was about to touch the Kuanglan five-stringed piano. Jingfeng hooked the string of the highest tone with his right index finger, "ceng!" With the deafening sharp sound of the piano, I saw a solid sound wave force on Xie Hui's body.

The latter's mind suddenly shook, and his movements couldn't help slowing down by half a beat. But it was such a short half beat that created time for Jingfeng. The wave and tsunami behind it just now, under the control of the sound of the piano, actually merged together again and rushed back.

At this time, the faces of the disciples of Xieyuanmen all changed. Even Xie Hui's face couldn't help flashing a trace of panic. Now he has fallen into a state of front and back. He gritted his teeth, and the long whip in his hand still tore the space to attack the Kuanglan ukule.

"Boom!"

The two intersect heavily, and a circle of violent force fluctuations vents around the ring in the center. However, to the surprise of the audience, the rhythm of the shocking piano only slowed down a little, not much confusion. It's still like water, and it's unobstructed.

Everyone calmed down and couldn't help taking a cold breath. At this time, Jingfeng was playing with only one hand, and the other hand actually grabbed the end of Xie Hui's long whip.

In an end, the whole audience fell into a slump, playing with one hand, and ensuring that the rhythm and momentum were not chaotic. I'm afraid there are few people in this middle state.

"Yi Hui, you are so careless." Jingfeng raised a cold and strange smile at the corners of his mouth. The next moment, the 100-meter storm behind Xie Hui rushed over like a flood and beast.

Xie Hui's face changed dramatically, and he could no longer maintain any calmness, "Ah!" With a fierce shout, a strong black light burst out all over his body, and a cold evil spirit suddenly appeared on the ring. When the blue-green wave flooded, it was separated from both sides.

"Rose it!" Xie Hui was full of strength, and the blue veins on his arm burst out. He waved the arm holding the long whip fiercely, and the long whip returned to a flexible state again. Jingfeng, don't take yourself too seriously. I'll let you taste my strength.

This time, even the two powerful people on the high platform, Xie Yihu and Yateng, pinched a cold sweat. You know, these two people can be said to be the best young generation in the sect. If they can win this victory, it will definitely be a matter of face, but there is only one winner. It remains to be seen who it is.

Under the different eyes of tens of thousands of people in the audience, Xie Hui stood firmly in the violent power, and the strong black atmosphere lingered around it, and the space was twisted and cracked. The surging half-step martial arts momentum broke out without reservation.

"Ah!" Xie Hui roared loudly, and a substantial black beam of light rose to the sky. The aura of the 30 arenas in the audience was completely occupied by him alone. But seeing that the black beam of light directly collapsed a small piece of space, with the breath of destruction, it rushed to the wind at full speed.

Some of the poor audience were already shocked by this scene. Those who thought that Jingfeng would win before are already out of their hearts.

"Yan Hui is indeed a rare talent." Jiang Xia shook his head. Although his mouth was full of praise, his eyes showed a little regret.

At this critical moment, Jingfeng suddenly turned out a dark red lyre with a circle of ripples. Everyone was shocked, and several people couldn't help shouting.

"No phase seven lyre!"

"Another Shenqin?" ......

Shui Jie, a middle-aged man of mysterious forces on the high platform, also clenched his fist in no choice but show obvious surprise on his face. He didn't expect that Jingfeng could really play two pieces of Shenqin.

The phaseless lyre and the kuang��lan lyre are suspended on the left and right sides of the wind respectively, and their flexible hands quickly brush the strings. In an instant, the momentum of the wind soared.

It was at this moment that the beam of light emitted by the evil glow bombarded solidly, like a meteorite crashing into the sea, the sky changing color and the ground trembling. The airflow around the No. 3 ring was chaotic like a tornado sandstorm, and the power fluctuation in circles spread out one after another, forming dense space cracks wherever it went.

At this time, the wind was submerged by the black beam of light, but everyone knew that he was fine, because his piano sound was still steady and the rhythm remained unchanged.

On the high platform, Xie Yihu and Yateng couldn't help standing up. The audience stretched their necks one by one and tiptoed, as if they could see more clearly.

Ling Lin, Ruoxue, Jin Kun, the four yin heroes, Fei Ze and others all look solemn. Are you all thinking about the result now? Jiang Xia's face was relatively calm, and she smiled with Yueer beside her. The two of them may already know the answer very well.

With less than a few blinks, Jingfeng's position suddenly burst into a violent power fluctuation. "Boom!" The black beam burst in an instant, and Jingfeng reappeared in front of everyone again.

There were no obvious scars all over his body, and he didn't even fold his clothes. He stroked the piano with his hands, and a thick protective layer appeared outside his body.

"Yi Hui, it's all over. You lost."

The shocking tone was full of strong contempt and disdain. His hands quickly crossed the two pieces of Shenqin at the same time, and then the wave higher than just now was set off in an instant, patting the evil ray with the overwhelming momentum.

The latter finally panicked. Unexpectedly, he tried his best and did not cause any damage to the other party. At this moment, he deeply felt a great sense of powerlessness.

"Boom!"

A wave of up to 100 meters came. After a brief resistance, Xie Hui's defense was broken without any accident. I suffered a strong blow both physically and mentally.

"Poo!" With a mouthful of red blood, Xie Hui's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken line.

All the disciples of Xie Yuanmen were shocked. Xie Yihu on the high platform frowned like two dead silkworms, and his face was extremely ugly. Yateng, the suzerain of Tianqin, showed a surprised expression.

As for the teams of the six major forces under the high platform, everyone's expressions are different. Long Bo's eyebrows tightened, and there was a feeling of sadness, because his own strength was similar to that of Xie Hui, which also meant that if he played against Jing Feng, the end would not be much better.

However, Xiaoyue is still the most calm one, with his hands around his chest, rubbing his chin with one hand, and a faint joke between his eyebrows. "Hey hey, it's really good, Jingfeng, you are a little qualified to be my opponent."

The evil breath showed weakness, and the action was already slow, and the wind still did not mean to let go of the other party. Circles of sound wave power spread out and launched an impact on the other party.

"Boom!" Every time he suffered the impact of sound waves, Xie Hui would spit out a mouthful of blood, and the severe pain spread all over his body, almost making him faint.

"Ha ha, Xie Hui, how do you feel? If you beg me, I can spare your life. Jing Feng said sarcastically, with an objectionable sneer on his face.

"Cough!" Xie Hui finally stabilized his body in mid-air, covered his chest with one hand, and cursed in a low voice, "The despicable and shameless hypocrite, if you want to kill, don't say more."

"Looking for death." A chill flashed in Jingfeng's eyes, gently stir-upted the strings, and a circle of condensed sound wave power crossed the void and roared towards the other party.

Bang! Xie Hui, who was seriously injured, could not stop such a blow. His body was violently shocked, his blood sprinkled on the blue sky, and he quickly fell under the ring.

"Big brother!" Ming Ruo and a group of disciples of Xie Yuanmen hurriedly surrounded him. The former held the other party in his arms, and tears fell down like a pearstorm.

"Big brother, you support me. You'll be fine."

"Big Brother,"

Perhaps before the battle, victory or defeat is doomed. Fight for dignity, for honor, for the sects on your body, and also for yourself. In a cruel world, strength is respected, and the law of cannibalism has remained unchanged in the past.