God level travel in history

Chapter 270
"I'm tuning to avoid hurting you."

An Miao touched the ground with her toes, and after dodging an attack from Su Chang, she made a faint sound.

"Reciprocate, it seems that I have to control my strength, and I can't hurt you either!"

Su Chang's eyes were fixed, and there was a little anger between her brows. She thought that An Miaoyi was deliberately teasing her.

The sound fell, and suddenly, An Miaoyi opened her posture, and the five fingers of her right hand quickly changed positions on the strings.

The moment he closed his eyes, the original gentle sound of the piano suddenly became sharp and high-pitched.

It is like countless galloping horses galloping forward, full of enthusiasm.

The shadow of fleeting years, the singing of the wind, the elegance of the moon, the endless words, the broken strings, the blood of the fingers, the frozen annual rings, the sound of the piano echoes in the bleak place.

"Swordsman?!"

On the high platform, Xiao Feng was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect that An Miaoyi would choose such a piece of music as the medium for the transmission of Soul Devouring Sound.

"Sect Master Xiao, your apprentice's accomplishments in rhythm are really not shallow!"

Wang Xi of Qiu Shuizong closed his eyes slightly after repelling the attack of Soul Devouring Sound, and began to enjoy it.

At the same time, other bigwigs on the high platform followed suit one after another, with peaceful expressions on their faces.

Driven by An Miaoyi's music, they seemed to be immersed in their own world.

"Hmph! Interesting!" Su Chang shook his head and gave a cold shout.

However, as soon as his footsteps moved, An Miaoyi once again waved his fingers.

Suddenly, a strange syllable was plucked out, and then, the melody like the collision of swords and swords came out excitedly.

The next moment, the void above the ring was shaking, filled with a rushing and tense atmosphere.

The syllables fell, and the bosses on the high platform were not affected, and each of them remained calm.

But compared to before, their heartstrings are tense at this moment. It feels like a person who created the rivers and lakes alone, facing the crisis in all directions, and if they are not careful, they will be doomed.

On the other hand, Su Chang in the arena held his head in his hands with a painful expression on his face.

"what"

Su Chang screamed miserably, his mind was dizzy for a while, and he didn't notice An Miaoyi who was approaching at all.

"I'm sorry, although this song is very aggressive, it won't hurt your soul,"

As soon as An Miaoyi's calm voice fell, Su Chang's side arm was hit by a fist, and his figure flew upside down.

Seeing Su Chang landed, An Miaoyi plucked a syllable again, and the song was over.

"Okay! It's really soul-stirring!"

Huo Daozi opened his eyes, stroked his beard, and then slapped his palms continuously.

Not only him, Zhu Yi, Qiu Luo and others all had excited faces.

"The Saint Realm Arena, the first round is over!"

The majestic voice of the sanctuary envoy awakened Su Chang who was under the ring. At this moment, her neat and orderly hair had been caught in an extremely chaotic state.

At the same time, the arenas on the other two sides were still fighting fiercely, and the sound of attacks and collisions continued.

on the high platform.

"Sect Master Xiao, the performance of your three apprentices is really good! They all entered the top five!"

Luo Xuan pointed to Shi Xuan, Mo Ling and An Miaoyi successively, and praised them.

"Not the top five, but the top three!"

Xiao Feng smiled lightly and raised three fingers.

Hearing this, the leaders of all parties in the arena were taken aback for a moment, and then there was a trace of suspicion on their faces. *** Ling, Shi Xuanjun has the strength of the peak saint, and may be able to defeat He Xun in the sanctuary, but An Miaoyi There should be some suspense about He Xun.

Sensing Luo Xuan's expression, Xiao Feng raised his brows: "You look suspicious of my words, or else."

"Sect Master Xiao, just stop! I won't bet with you."

After finishing speaking, Luo Xuan gestured to the envoy who was on the stage towards the saint realm.

"Shi Xuan, Mo Ling, An Miaoyi, He Xun, Lin Yin, come to the stage to draw lots."

The Holy Envoy waved his sleeve robe, and a square box appeared in his hand again.

"Huh? There are no words!"

The corners of An Miaoyi's mouth curled up, her eyes rolled slightly, with a hint of joy.

"An Miaoyi's bye, the devil vs. He Xun, Shi Xuan vs. Lin Yin!" The envoy swept the note in the palms of the five people, his voice indifferent.

"Sister Miaoyi, your luck is also very good! Ling'er is still afraid of meeting you. If that's the case, we won't be able to win the top three places."

The little devil patted his chest. According to the rules of the Xuanhuang Grand Competition, An Miaoyi has entered the top three with the combination of strength and luck.

On the high platform, Luo Xuan, Huo Daozi and others looked at Xiao Feng in surprise.

"Sect Master Xiao, you don't have the ability to predict the future!"

Luo Xuan's complexion changed. If the other party really has mastered such great supernatural powers, she can ask him to divination the future situation of the mainland.

Xiao Feng didn't answer, but left everyone with an inscrutable smile.

Previously, the reason why he believed that An Miaoyi would enter the top three was entirely because of his recognition of her strength.

But who would have expected that the other party's luck was also overwhelming, and they directly entered the top three bye.

"Shi Xuan, the duel in the forest has begun! The rest step down!"

On the ring, as soon as the Holy Envoy's words fell, his figure disappeared again.

Almost at the same time, the three of them also jumped off the ring.

"Sister Lin, Xuanxuan didn't expect to face you. But in this battle, in order not to disappoint Master, Xuanxuan must not lose."

Xiao Shixuan's chubby face was full of sadness, and his delicate hands kept scratching the back of his head.

Looking at Shi Xuan's tangled appearance, Lin Yin burst out laughing.

"Xuanxuan, be good, my sister is not your opponent, I am already very content to be in the top five of Xuanhuang Saints list."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yin turned around suddenly and looked at Gaotai: "I admit defeat in this battle!"

Moments later, a stream of light flashed across and disappeared on the ring.

Shi Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes fell on Lin Yin's body in the audience, and he smiled silly.

"He Xun, the demon spirit is on stage!"

The figure of the envoy reappeared, and after glancing at the shade of the forest helplessly, he spoke calmly.

"Hee hee. I didn't knock you down in the knockout round, now I have a chance!"

As soon as he came to the stage, the little demon bared his teeth and smiled softly at He Xun.

On the contrary, it was He Xun with a bitter smile on his face.

"Fight!"

He Xun sighed, and then took the lead. He was no match for the demon spirit, so he naturally wanted to take the lead.

However, the demon spirit had a thorough understanding of the power of space, and fell into the void in an instant.

"boom!"

The demon suddenly appeared behind He Xun, and made a palm print.

Even though He Xun reacted quickly and blocked the blow, his figure still staggered.

"Come again, it's not over yet!"

The voice of the devil joking floated over the ring.

Boom boom boom.
One after another, traceless attacks fell, and He Xun was finally defeated and knocked off the ring.

"I knew it was the result. If I knew it earlier, I might as well just admit defeat. That would save some face."

He Xun laughed at himself. As the most outstanding saint disciple in the sanctuary, he was defeated by a six or seven-year-old girl.

(End of this chapter)