One Sword to Heaven

Chapter 157 The Sound of the Piano and the Howling of the Sword [First Update]

Seeing the figure of Monk Beggar go away, Wang Yan murmured: "This dirty monk has some genuine temperament."

"This man is smart and has a sense of the times."

Uncle Gui's words seemed to be praising Monk Beggar, but Wang Yan knew that he was also warning himself that Monk Beggar could disregard the blood feud between the two uncles and befriend him. I have come forward to communicate with the abbot of Jialan Temple. Under such circumstances, even if the old monk Xujue refuses to give up, he can't make much noise. Monk Beggar is nominally looking for trouble for himself, but in the end he obeyed Jialan Temple The meaning of the abbot also served as a moderation between the two factions.

This guy may be severely punished by the monk Xujue when he returns this time, but he is more likely to be valued by the abbot of the Jialan Temple. In addition, he has learned the unique knowledge of the Jialan Temple town school, and the future is limitless. What is this smart?
Wang Yan knew all these things well, but he was more willing to believe that this unruly and dirty monk had a sincere relationship with him, but Wang Yan would not refute Uncle Gui, just nodded and said: "Thank you Uncle Gui for your advice, Wang Yan will remember it. "

As he said that, he looked up to the north, and said: "It's time to meet Zhu Wuyin, maybe this Bailiqin demon has been waiting for me at the foot of Yandang Mountain for a long time."

Before the words settled down, Wang Yan tapped his feet, and his figure quickly moved towards the north. The ghost uncle understood Wang Yan's intentions when he saw it. Yunqi Qinggong is far behind Wang Yan.

Yandang Mountain is the only way from Chaoyuan Town to Jinyu City. It is only more than 20 miles away from Chaoyuan Town. Before the sky completely darkened, Wang Yan's figure appeared at the foot of Yandang Mountain.

thump thump.
Wang Yan stood at the foot of the mountain and looked around, but he didn't see anyone, but then a murderous zither sound came out from the mountain, Wang Yan couldn't help smiling when he heard it, Zhu Wuyin really didn't give up. Sure enough, he was waiting here to kill himself.

From Uncle Ghost, Wang Yan knew that Zhu Wuyin was called "Baili Qin Demon" by people in the Jianghu in the early years. It is said that this person is good at sound waves, and even uses internal force to drive the sound of the zither, although he is not as good as Baili. Exaggerated, but no one within a few miles can escape his sound waves.

Wang Yan didn't have much experience with special martial arts such as Sonic Kung Fu, but when he was still in the sect, when he met the strong man from the Da Zi Zai Sect, he was almost killed by the opponent's sound killing technique, so he The memory of this kind of martial arts is still fresh, so I want to learn more about it.

Following the sound of the zither, Wang Yan went all the way to the mountains. Not long after, he saw a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on a large rock in the air on the edge of the cliff in the north. Underneath, sometimes high-pitched and sometimes tactful qin sounds came from the guqin.

Seeing Wang Yan's appearance, the old man stopped with his ten fingers, put them gently on the strings, then looked at Wang Yan who was not far away, and said: "The old man has been waiting for my little friend here for half a month."

Wang Yan smiled coldly, pulled out Luosha, and said coldly: "If you want to take my life, why bother to talk too much, let's make a move!"

Wang Yanchangjian pointed at Zhu Wuyin from a distance, and he was not afraid of facing this majestic powerhouse in the Yuan Dynasty. Zhu Wuyin nodded when he saw this, and said: "The Blood Demon Sword really lives up to its reputation, but it's a pity that you shouldn't underestimate us. People in the rivers and lakes in the area, you are so presumptuous around the Jinyu City, killing people in the wild, this old man will get rid of you for the martial arts today!"

Before Zhu Wuyin started, he had to find a high-sounding reason for himself, but before the words settled down, the old guy hooked the strings with his left little finger, and then only heard the sound of "yin", and Wang Yan felt that the world changed. The cliffs and cliffs turned into a vast wilderness, and I was isolated holding a sword, but countless martial arts people rushed towards me like a tsunami holding swords and mountains.

"Kill the devil!"

"Wang Yan is to die!"

"Kill!"

The screams of countless people burst out, almost piercing the sky. However, facing this monstrous power, Wang Yan was fearless. He saw a red streamer on the center of his brow, and everything in front of him shattered like a mirror. Come, everything around is back to the old view, the next moment, Wang Yan heard the sound of piercing through the sky, but it was an invisible force coming straight towards him along with the sound of the piano.

bass!
Hearing a howl of the sword, Wang Yan shook the sand in his hands, and did not move his feet. He just held the sword and slashed in front of him, "Aggression". Between several soft sounds, several sword auras burst out of the air, followed by , There was a sound of explosion in the air, but it was a sword energy colliding with the invisible energy in the sound wave, and the other sword energy still cut towards Zhu Wuyin.

clang clang clang.
Seeing the ten fingers moving together, Zhu Wuyin swipe out the shadows of his fingers. In an instant, it seems that several hands are playing the piano at the same time. The sound of the piano is clanging and rushing, and only the sound of "booming" piercing the air is mixed in the sound of the piano. Like a military drum, followed closely, only a few bangs were heard, but it was the sword energy shot by Wang Yan that exploded two or three meters in front of Zhu Wuyin.

At the same time, more piercing sounds came out, and each piercing sound represented an invisible Qi force blasting towards Wang Yan along with the sound waves.

Wang Yan's eyes were fixed, and the bloody streamer on his forehead became brighter or darker. He knew that Zhu Wuyin's sound wave skill is not just as simple as invisible energy, every sound of the piano contains traces of god-slaying energy. The effect is to attack his spiritual platform. These powerful people in the Baoyuan period are really strong. If he can't get close and let Zhu Wuyin use it, I'm afraid the blood evil spirit will not be able to protect the spiritual platform for too long, and so many invisible energy are like a frenzy The waves are generally bombarding towards him, if he can't cut through the mess quickly, then this competition will become a pure competition of internal strength. Although Wang Yan is conceited that his internal strength is not weak, it is close to sixty years old, but he understands the long-term struggle. The internal strength of a strong man in the Baoyuan stage will only become stronger. If this continues, he knows that he has no chance of winning.

Boo boo boo.
The falling sand in Wang Yan's hand vibrated lightly by itself, making a soft whistling sound, as if to warn Wang Yan, Wang Yan immediately driven by his mind, a sword intent shot up from his body, followed by blood on his forehead Sheng, inspired by the two phases, a huge phantom of a blood sword actually hangs high above Wang Yan's head. This is an illusory phantom created by Wang Yan's fusion of his blood evil spirit and sword intent.

The next moment, I saw him lift the long sword, then hold the hilt with both hands, and slash forward with the sword!
Swish.
As the sword light pierced through the air, countless blood-colored sword shadows spread out along the trajectory of the sword's edge, ten, hundreds, and thousand!
The dense blood-colored sword shadows filled between Wang Yan and Zhu Wuyin in an instant, followed by a sound like surging waves from Wang Yan's body, but it was the internal force in his body that turned into endless in a short period of time. Sword Qi surged out along the sword.

At the same time, the huge blood sword phantom hanging above Wang Yan's top was blazing with blood. With endless sword energy, he headed towards Zhu Wuyin like a river of blood rushing across.

[-]% Blood Shadow Flowing Waterfall!
This sword is the strongest sword that Wang Yan has used after he has cultivated sword energy and sublimated blood evil energy and sword intent, and consumed nearly [-]% of his internal energy. The sword is more than twice as strong!
"Nine Blood Sword Styles! You really have mastered this supreme skill as rumored!"

Zhu Wuyin's eyes were full of shock. Just as he was speaking, he heard the sound of explosions in the air between the two of them. It was the burst of invisible energy he had hit before, but this did not stop the blood river at all. The momentum of surging and lasing.Seeing this, a fierce look flashed in Zhu Wuyin's eyes, and he took a sharp breath, and then opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood on the guqin, and then he danced his fingers back and forth on the strings like a madman, one by one. Dao Shajue's piano sound rushed forward with countless invisible vigor.

Bang bang bang.
Countless explosion sounds came out, and invisible Qi rushed into the densely packed sword shadows, like splashing water in a river of blood. Although the effect seemed weak, Zhu Wuyin's internal strength was strong, and the invisible Qi inspired Compared with Wang Yan, Wang Yan's sword energy is only a lot more.

However, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword shadows disappeared, and most of the mighty blood river disappeared. At this moment, Wang Yan's eyes condensed, and then he raised his sword and struck again!
"die!"

Wang Yan yelled violently, and following the yell, the illusory sword shadow above his head flew across the sky, slashing straight at Zhu Wuyin.

This is the real blood shadow waterfall!The large-scale damage caused by the fusion of sword shadow and sword energy is only to cut the body, but the illusory phantom formed by the fusion of sword intent and blood evil spirit is not only to confuse the gods and confuse the opponent, but also has the power to kill the gods in the end. The body also cuts the god with a sword, so that it can live up to the supreme prestige of the earth-level sword formula.

In the past, Wang Yan was only unable to truly display the full power of the Blood Shadow Waterfall because of insufficient strength, but this Cangshan retreat, his strength has been improved, and his sword intent is naturally more refined in the process of forming the sword embryo. The blending of evil spirits allowed him to use the technique of Blood Shadow Flowing Waterfall to temporarily give the sword intent the power to slay gods in a short period of time.

Without a sound, the phantom of the blood sword flashed across the air, and with endless power, it slashed at Zhu Wuyin!
"No!"

Seeing this, Zhu Wuyin raised his head and yelled loudly, and then pulled the strings with both hands in order to use some desperate move, but only heard two crisp sounds of "thump, thump", but it was the strings hooked by his hands It was actually broken, and the next moment, the phantom of the blood sword slashed down.

puff.
With this sword cut, the power of the blood shadow waterfall was exhausted, the illusory phantom dissipated, and everything around him returned to the old view. Zhu Wuyin raised his head and spurted a big mouthful of blood, and what was more deadly was his eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other seven orifices. A trickle of blood oozes out from within, apparently severely wounded by Zhanshen's sword.

"Let me go."

Zhu Wuyin struggled to say something, but before he could finish his sentence, a figure rolled up in front of him, and then a cold light flashed away, the head slipped off, and blood water rose from the broken neck. Quiet wind.

(End of this chapter)