God level funny comparison system

"What the hell is this genius doing? Why can't I understand?"

"I don't know, but why do I always feel a little cold in the back of my head?"

In the crowd, two disciples from the Red Clothes Hall of the outer sect looked at Zhang Long in the distance, discussing in puzzlement.

Yu Wenqin frowned slightly, and started to come to Wentian's side, fixed his eyes on Zhang Long's direction, and said in a low voice: "Master, he is going to kill someone, please pay attention later, you probably won't be his opponent."

"What?" Wentian was also looking at Zhang Long in the distance suspiciously. When he heard this, he jumped and looked back at Yu Wenqin. Seeing that it didn't look like a joke, he laughed dumbly. Although Long Zaitian is a genius, but he has no cultivation, and he has only come to Tianmozong for a few days, how could he not even be a match for himself, the majestic leader of the outer sect in red?

"Plop." At this moment, Zhang Long suddenly threw the travel bag in his hand on the ground, and with a cigarette in his mouth, he reached out and took the rectangular thing wrapped in black cloth in Shang Gu's hand.

"Brother, stand aside and watch the show." Patting Shang Gu on the shoulder again, Zhang Longxie said with a smile.

Everyone's heart trembled. Zhang Long's high-pitched voice made them involuntarily have the illusion that they had suddenly become pork on the chopping board.

"Brother Long, I will cheer for you." Shang Gu smiled and took a step back.

"Wow!" Zhang Long waved his hand, and the black cloth fluttered up, the sun was blocked, and a shadow appeared. Under the shadow, a gorgeous and strange Changqin appeared.

Red and green as the base, carved with red flowers and green grass, and the bloody skull hidden in the red flowers... Sharp triangular protrusions, flowing silver light, criss-crossing energy matrix, each dark green strings.

Everything is beyond the reach of ordinary Changqin, even most people have never seen such a Changqin.

When the black cloth was flying up, it accidentally touched the strings and made a sound of exhortation, but the simple sound of the piano made a large void suddenly condense, and I saw the flickering eyes, flickering The flowers and plants, as well as the slightly flowing wind, all suddenly stopped in the sound of these two exhortations, and when the stillness came into motion again, everything would not be the same as before.

Green mountains and green waters, a hundred flowers blooming, the blue sky, the bright sunshine, all of a sudden, all of these became a lot thicker.

There was also the shadow covered by the black cloth flying in the sky, fluttering continuously as the black cloth fell, until the appearance of the long piano was presented in the sunlight.

As a result, the two colors of blood red and dark green erupted brilliantly. From a distance, the Changqin was shrouded in such a palpitating ball of light.

The air became thicker, the temperature dropped sharply, and people felt their hairs stand up involuntarily. The fluttering black cloth made people involuntarily think of the military flag on the battlefield.

A cold murderous aura permeated the air invisible.

Finally, when the black cloth fell to the ground, everyone felt something in their hearts, a danger, a danger that made them involuntarily stand in awe, and all looked at Zhang Long with vigilant eyes.

Zhang Long sat cross-legged on the ground, and placed the Changqin on top of the flowers and plants in front of him. The lush flowers and plants trembled, blurring Zhang Long's appearance behind him.

"Sister Yuwen, don't you want to hear me play the piano? I will play a piece for you today. It doesn't matter if you want someone to listen to me play. After I finish killing them, you can get your wish."

Zhang Long's voice came out, with ups and downs, not inferior to that of the piano, and the large expanse of flowers and plants swayed like a sea, with red and green waves.

Yu Wenqin tightened the sword in her hand, and there was a trance drifting in her beautiful eyes. This day has come, but it is far from the day I thought.

"Heavenly Magic Qin?" The leader, Lei Hufa, and the two elders finally saw what the Changqin in Zhang Long's hand was. Forget about it all.

"It really doesn't take much effort to come, haha... bring it!" Regardless, an elder laughed and rushed towards Zhang Long, staring at the Tianmoqin in Zhang Long's hand with a pair of round eyes, and his eyes were full of twinkles. Xing Xing's mouth was wide open, almost drooling, without any precautions at all, and he didn't pay attention to Zhang Long, a guy with no cultivation.

"Be careful!" Yu Wenqin, who was in a trance, his eyes trembled, and he yelled instinctively.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The black robe flew up, and with a black afterimage, the old man came to Zhang Long in an instant, sweeping up the petals all over the sky and dancing.

"Hula!" The body suddenly leaned forward in front of Zhang Long, and the skinny palm like an eagle's claw suddenly protruded, as if to grab the Tianmoqin in front of Zhang Long.

Zhang Long's hands were already placed on the strings, feeling the sharp wind pressure from the old man's arms, Zhang Long's sword eyebrows slightly turned, and a look of disgust floated on his face.

"Zheng..." Turning his face slightly, Zhang Long's face was full of anger, and he swung his hands in an extremely unhappy way. His fingers swayed across the strings, and an ear-splitting sound burst out.

Such as the Sanskrit sound outside the sky, like the magic piano from hell, although there was only one sound, everyone present gasped, their hearts trembling violently, as if what Zhang Long had just plucked was not the strings, but their hearts.

"Hoohoo!"

When the wind suddenly picked up, a semicircular air wave swayed from the Tianmoqin, passed through the old man's body in an instant, and rolled up towards the distance.

The important thing is that in front of this thick air wave, people can vaguely see a few shimmering rays of light, the brilliance reflected by the transparent crystal-like blade in the sun, dazzling.

The few rays of light fluttered across the grass, and large areas of flowers and plants were neatly cut off, and the remnants of flowers and grass filled the sky for a while, and then were blown away by the rumbling air waves coming from behind.

Protector Lei narrowed his eyes, and the elder's eyes widened, while the rest of the people waved their robes one after another to resist the tyrannical blast.

But in the blink of an eye, the tide receded, and everything was quiet again, deadly quiet.

There was a ticking sound, which attracted people's attention, and then a large group of eyes focused on the elder who was fixed in front of Zhang Long.

He had been motionless for a long time, and kept leaning forward, with one hand stopped in the void less than one meter in front of Zhang Long, and in his eyes, the look of happiness had long been frozen, and there was extreme fear Reconciliation surged from the bottom of his eyes.

Although the number six and seven people couldn't see the old man's face, they could see his back. A trace of blood was emerging from his black clothes, and when the foot-long blood appeared, the black robe Then with a bang, it automatically split along the bloody line, forming a regular opening.

And in the bloody lines, blood was hissing out, dripping down the hem of his robe and onto the grass. Under the sunlight, the blood glowed red, becoming more and more vivid.

"Get out!" After a short silence, Zhang Long yelled violently, and swept the strings with his backhand again.

"Boom!" It was like a shell exploded.

A majestic air wave burst out, hitting the elder's body heavily, the whole person bowed suddenly, and then flew backwards with a huff.

It flew directly into the sky, but in the swaying air waves, more than a dozen dazzling golden threads suddenly jumped out, chasing after the old man in the air like a dragon swimming out to sea.

"Hiss..." the voices of people stared and gasped.

At this moment, people finally saw those dazzling rays of light clearly. They were not rays of light at all, but solid sword shapes condensed by handles, but because they were transparent, it was difficult to see them clearly under the sunlight.

In the sky, the chest and back of the old man who was flying upside down had been pierced by a sword shape. The fear and all expressions in his eyes had disappeared, and he just stared blankly at Zhang Long who was getting farther and farther below. Several sword-shaped holes flying from all sides pierced through.

"Shua la la!"

The figure of the old man was broken and fragmented.

When more than a dozen sword shapes collided, his entire human figure in the air was completely dismembered, and there was no sound, only the splashing blood made a rain-like sound, followed by pieces of rotten flesh, broken limbs and severed arms. The muffled sound of falling in the grass.

Looking at this scene, the faces of the leader Lei Hufa and the remaining Elder Bai all became gloomy, while the rest of the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, except for the black and red halls of the inner sect, the disciples of the outer sect Everyone's face was pale, and their slightly opened mouths trembled violently, almost urinating in fright.

"Are you from the Zhang family?"

The red-haired Hufa Lei took a step forward, squinting at Zhang Long, with a low voice.

"Wow!" Zhang Long laughed, his laughter was surly and exaggerated, showing his unique dominance.

"Is your brain easy to use? That's right. My brother is from the Zhang family. His surname is Zhang, and his name is a dragon." Proudly raising his head, Zhang Long pointed his nostrils at the guardian thunder, and his hearty voice swayed. , the corner of the mouth naturally draws a sinister and evil arc.