Chapter 1685

Xiao Mingliang had already noticed that Yan Tianchen's mental power was particularly solid, and he seemed to have experienced the tempering of blood and fire.

If you want to fight him head-on, there is almost no chance of winning.

Only by using skill to break the power and defeat it with side-door means!

Swish swish swish swish!

Xiao Mingliang took out a pipa and played it quickly. The strong wind was pulled by the rhythm to form a blood-colored spear.

Puchi!

Then the spear broke through the void and fell towards Yan Tianchen with extremely amazing power.

Yan Tianchen's flute sounded constantly, and the blood-armored ghost general next to him took a step and reached out to block Yan Tianchen.

The spearheads of the spears were inserted into the blood armor ghosts, and their arms quickly became like hedgehogs, but before the others could even amaze, the spears were melted into blood and fire on their arms.

"I know I can't stop you!"

The bright flute suddenly changed, and an ancient song resounded throughout Langya Terrace. His body, along with the pipa, turned into a wind and flew around Yan Tianchen.

clang clang clang!

The pipagiant turned into golden lightning, and kept flying away from various angles.

And his body whistled like the wind, so fast that it could not be captured at all.

As time passed, everyone saw that the blood-armored ghost would have to be clumsy and passively beaten no matter how hard it worked.

The body was quickly pricked by lightning. After half a quarter of an hour, the blood-armored ghost general could not bear it and knelt on the ground directly on one knee.

The holes on his body burst out with blood, which lasted for a long time in the air.

But just when everyone felt that the bright Xiao tactics worked, Yan Tianchen moved!

Yan Tianchen stepped hard on the ground and banged, and a bloody light appeared on the entire Langya Platform like a wave of blood swept across him.

boom!

The next moment, accompanied by the explosion of flute sound, a blood tornado burst out on Yan Tianchen.

Too fast!

This change came too quickly, and before everyone could think about it, the flute that was whistling like the wind in the air was squeezed out.

Click!

The colorful wind on his body was constantly torn apart by a blood tornado like his wings.

Puchi!

When the colorful wind dissipated, he fell like a kite with broken strings. He roared, and suddenly a roar came.

Without any warning, the blood-armored ghost general who was kneeling on one knee on the ground furiously.

Bang!

The huge blood-colored fist, accompanied by the sound of the flute that rushed to the sky, knocked Xiao Mingliang away.

There was silence in all directions, and it was silent for a long time.

"Yan Tianchen, pass."

When the voice of the old man from the Langya Heavenly Palace came, everyone seemed to wake up as if they were dreaming.

Looking up, Yan Tianchen had already floated away in a blue shirt.

"A cruel person has appeared in Tianxiang Palace!"

"Yan Tianchen!"

A moment later, the audience recalled the shocking cry, and many people were calling Yan Tianchen's name.

He is an old music leader in the holy city of Tianyu. He became famous many years ago, but he has gradually become silent over the years, making people gradually forget his name.

When he first met, he was ridiculed by Di Qiu. His era was long gone.

It is said that Tianchen used his strength to prove that his era is still there, and his music has never been weaker than martial arts.

After several rounds, Lin Yun appeared.

Senior brother Bai Yunfei, disciple of Mingzong Zuo Yi, and senior brother Fu Ya of Wanhuagu, climbed to Langya Terrace one after another.

In addition, there are many disciples from Wanhua Valley.

Lin Yun had just stepped forward and dared to talk about great hostility. The opponent he met in this round was even stronger than Yan Tianchen had.

In addition to the two senior brothers in the Four Great Music Squares, there is also a disciple of the Holy Land Mingzong.

"Before coming up, Brother Qin asked me to take good care of you!" Bai Yunfei smiled and saw that the other people were quietly surrounded.

Lin Yun looked back and saw that Qin Hao, who had been selected as the seed player in the audience, was looking at him coldly.

"Whoever takes care of whom may be."

Lin Yun looked at the few people and said lightly that he was in a mess and had a slightly irritable mood.

After seeing the eyes of several people, a cold chill rose in his eyes.

"Haha, you dare to be so arrogant when you die. If you admit defeat now, you can still save your life!" Zuo Yi, Mingzong, said lightly.

The Lord of Langya Palace glanced over and fell on Lin Yun, wanting to know how he would deal with this situation.

Huh... There seems to be something wrong with this little guy's mood?

He noticed something keenly, and a little doubt appeared in his eyes.

"Do it!"

As soon as the referee announced the start, Bai Yunfei, Zuo Yi and Fu Ya rushed towards Lin Yun.

They each played their own instruments, and the musical sound became extremely high in an instant, and without exception, they were all the sounds of the great saints.

Rumble!

These great sages superimpose and change each other. In the blink of an eye, the Langya Terrace seemed to have become an ancient battlefield.

Buzz!

In the ancient battlefield, various rhythms evolved into thousands of arrows, roaring towards Lin Yun.

When everyone listened to these rhythms, they felt that it was quite mysterious. After so many voices of the Great Sage overlapped, they could still cooperate so well.

Lin Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he turned his hand to call out the Fengleiqin and started playing it on his own.

One big sun bloomed from behind him, and golden crows flew out, blocking these arrows with dazzling light.

Around Langya Terrace, everyone seemed to be in an extremely empty wasteland, with the ancient and vicissitudes of the wasteland.

It was an ancient battlefield!

On this battlefield, Lin Yun alone blocked thousands of troops.

What he played was the ancient songs of the sun and the moon. The ancient songs played by Zuo Yi and others were different, but they understood the artistic conception. They evolved into a battlefield, with their own piano, flute, and flute, and the sounds of different troops.

There are ferocious warriors riding ancient strange beasts, beast trainers who summon thousands of monsters, and some blow up wolf smoke and dust to stir up the battlefield and make this ancient battlefield more real.

They cooperated very well, and with the beating of the rhythm, the ancient battlefield became more and more real.

The storm is turbulent, and the smoke is everywhere.

The shouts of killing were earth-shaking, and everyone was moved by it, feeling the desolation, indifference and murderous intent.

But Lin Yun was as motionless as a mountain, and he could rush forward with thousands of troops, and there was a big sun hanging in the air.

The sound of the piano was stirring, and notes burst out from his fingertips, and the wind and thunder roared, and the lightning flashed.

A white dress was rustling.

The golden crows flying out of the sun were densely packed. In the blink of an eye, the golden crows burned the flames of this battlefield and were full of devastation.

No matter how many troops you have, I am a piano, and I am enough.

It is hard to imagine that this so-called barbarian can have such a charm.

The light of the sun bloomed at his fingertips, the golden crows were everywhere in the sky, burning the sky and destroying the earth.

suddenly!

The situation of stalemate changed. After the sun rose, a bright moon rose up behind Lin Yun. In an instant, the sun and the moon were turned upside down, the universe turned upside down, Zuo Yi, Bai Yunfei and others' rhythms were instantly chaotic.

The few people were shocked and their faces changed drastically.

kill!

But Lin Yun was unreasonable. Light on Lin Yun’s body burst out on Langya Platform, and his ten fingers suddenly accelerated.

A shocking sound of the piano changed into a storm that swept the world. The sky and the earth collapsed, and the ancient battlefield exploded into cracks. The thousands of troops and horses played by the other party made shrill wails, one by one, either directly rolled into the sky or fell into the abyss.

At this moment, thousands of charm gathered on Lin Yun, and thousands of troops were about to collapse at one touch.

No one on the ancient battlefield could compete with him!
To be continued...