At this moment, the old man stood up and suddenly bit the little finger of his left hand.

"Click!"

The little finger suddenly broke and the blood stained the guqin red.

After absorbing blood, the guqin released a strange luster.

This scene shocked everyone, not understanding what the old man was doing.

"Use blood as the guide, life as the zither, soul as the tune, and body as the law."

Liu Wuxie spit out sixteen words, each of which was full of vicissitudes of life.

"You understand the piano very much, but unfortunately we are destined to not coexist."

When the old man heard Liu Wuxie say these sixteen words, he actually smiled and spitted his little finger out of his mouth.

Losing a finger will not affect his playing piano at all, but will be more urgent than before.

A lot of blood is stained with the strings.

After the blood in Qin penetrated into her body, it released a strange luster.

The old man had already planned to burn his boats, turned his life into an guqin, his soul into a song, his body into a rhythm, and his blood to pour the body of the piano. Only the madman would do this.

The young man put his hands on the guqin, gently teased the strings, and entered the fourth section of the rhythm.

The old man is the main attack, the young man is the main defense, one attack and one defense, and the two cooperate perfectly.

"when!"

The old man waved the strings, and the sky and the earth suddenly swayed, and dense cracks appeared in the iron cage made of special materials.

It was sonorous and powerful, and after the rhythm reached the air, it continued to transform. It started with a long sword, and when it arrived in front of Liu Wuxie, it turned into a silver needle.

The penetration power is extremely strong, and Liu Wuxie's protective true energy cannot resist it at all.

The silver needle is getting closer and closer, and has approached Liu Wuxie's pupils.

It seems to be substance, but it is illusory.

If you use weapons to block them rashly, you will only die faster, because the silver needle is invisible, even if you use weapons to hit them, you will easily penetrate your weapons.

Ye Linghan's heart was about to jump out. When the old man bit his finger, many people were scared.

"The true way of music is simplicity, texture, kindness, softness, guiding people to be kind, and voice of saints."

Liu Wuxie suddenly sighed, revealing a hint of regret.

The two people in front of them have extremely high musical talent, but unfortunately they are too persistent.

He insists on killing all the music, but ignores the most essential things.

In addition to killing people, music can also guide people to be kind and encourage people to be kind.

From the very beginning, Liu Wuxie did not use the most exquisite rhythm and has always been cracking.

Since they are seeking death, they will fulfill their wishes.

If they don’t kill Liu Wuxie, the two of them will never give up. They have bound their lives to the song.

One prospers and one loses.

The blood-drinking knife hit the ground slowly, and the stones in his hand continued to hit the iron cage.

It was extremely regular, and many people actually started dancing happily with Liu Wuxie's rhythm.

The silver needle that burst into flames floated in front of Liu Wuxie and could not penetrate it.

Around Liu Wuxie, an invisible magnetic field appeared, and nothing could approach the depth of the magnetic field.

This is the wonderful use of rhythm, which can be changed at will.

The two divine bows floating in the air did not dissipate and were aimed at them.

The young man plucked the strings of his hands ten times in a row, and two dragon pythons appeared again in the void, which was a little more terrifying this time than before.

“It’s time to end!”
Chapter completed!