She Made The Whole Cultivation World Cry

On the ring, Zuo Qiuhe was wearing white clothes and a jade crown. As soon as he came on stage, he sat cross-legged in the air, with the Hengqin on his knees and the hem of his clothes hanging down, as cold as an immortal.

He swept it casually, and the elegant and melodious sound of the piano brought out waves of ripple-like sound waves, gently sweeping across every part of the arena.

The North Pole Palace is located in the North Pole of the Ziwei Star Alliance and is a pure music cultivation sect.

The Immortal Lord of this realm is Fairy Yuxiao, who is good at music and is a music cultivator who came out of the North Pole Palace.

During the transformation stage, the male pipa cultivator Zhao Fuyi met for the first time was also from the Arctic Palace.

Zuo Qiuhe was good at playing the guqin. Jiang Yuebai looked at him on the stage and always felt uncomfortable. Ever since she met Qi Siheng when she was having a knot, she would feel numb whenever she saw the male cultivator playing the guqin.

Ge Yuchan was dressed in black, with her hair tied high and her ponytail flying, looking cool and neat. When she heard the sound of the piano, she immediately jumped up and backed away.

When the sound wave hit, Ge Yuchan disappeared out of thin air.

Zuo Qiuhe's eyes moved slightly, and he pressed the strings with both hands. He glanced around with his peripheral vision and found that his consciousness could not find any trace of Ge Yuchan.

Zuo Qiuhe was as calm as before, without any panic. He moved the strings of the piano again with both hands, making a loud noise, and the sound of the piano was sudden and urgent.

The invisible sound wave became tangible, spreading from Zuo Qiuhe's body like ripples, sweeping across every place on the arena.

The sound wave from Zuo Qiuhe's right rear suddenly depicts a human figure, and Ge Yuchan's figure is exposed.

Jiang Yuebai's heart tightened. In the first three rounds, Ge Yuchan relied on her super concealment method and her eyes that could see through flaws. She lay dormant patiently, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one strike.

But at this moment, Ge Yuchan's concealment method was invisible in Zuo Qiuhe's sound waves.

Seeing this situation, Ge Yuchan on the ring took action decisively without hesitation.

The two daggers were spinning under her palms. Ge Yuchan was as fast as lightning, and she suddenly rushed behind Zuo Qiuhe. She clenched the dagger and stabbed Zuo Qiuhe hard on the back of his neck.

Her speed was so fast that the outline of her body was still in place, and her position had changed as if she had teleported.

The silver light suddenly rose, full of murderous intent, Jiang Yuebai nervously held his breath.

Zuo Qiuhe's eyes turned cold, and he swept his hand across the strings of the piano. The chilling sound brought up the arc of the moon and hit Ge Yuchan's dagger.

Zheng!

The Jin Ge trembled, and Ge Yuchan's dagger was knocked away. He missed the blow and immediately stepped on the ground and retreated to hide his figure, as agile as a fox.

Zuoqiu He continued to play the piano, speeding up, and the sound waves swept across the arena. The temperature in the arena dropped sharply, and snow fell out of thin air. Even the surrounding protective barrier began to form frost flowers, which rapidly expanded.

Like a foreign object in the water, Ge Yuchan could not escape the sound waves.

The sound waves were not like magic and were not easy to resist. They invaded Ge Yuchan's body pervasively. The chill contained in them froze her spiritual energy, causing her body to gradually stiffen and her speed to slow down.

The longer time drags on, the worse it will be for Ge Yuchan.

Thinking of this, Ge Yuchan changed his usual tactics and took the initiative to attack. The two daggers alternated and continuously attacked Zuo Qiuhe's body at extremely tricky angles.

Zuo Qiuhe sat suspended in the air, unmoving, facing Ge Yuchan's attack like a glimpse of a giant, he frowned slightly, pulled out a series of afterimages with his hands, and swept them wildly on the guqin.

The wind suddenly rises and the music becomes more and more urgent.

Sound wave crescent moons shot out from Zuoqiu Heqin, fiercely intersecting with Ge Yuchan's daggers that kept attacking.

Sound waves are very fast, but Ge Yuchan is faster!

The former figure stabbed out the dagger, and the latter figure had already flashed on the other side.

The figure split into two, two into four, and four into eight, just like a clone, attacks from all directions, fierce winds and rains, continuous.

Everyone simply couldn't imagine how fast the eight afterimages could reach such a point.

Moreover, Ge Yuchan doesn't feel like a monk at all, but rather like a mortal assassin, full of mystery.

The fire was splashing and the wind was howling. Zuo Qiuhe's flying hair was cut off by the sound waves, and his hands that swept the strings also pulled out a string of afterimages. His forehead was tense, and it became increasingly difficult to keep up with Ge Yuchan's storm attack. speed.

In the passionate tune of war music, the onlookers forgot to even breathe, their eyes were fixed, their heartbeats were beating like drums, and their blood boiled with the fierce fighting on the stage.

It was like a wave, being pushed up by each wave, just waiting to hit the shore and crush everything.

When Ge Yuchan's figure of eight sudden attacks blurred and swayed, and gradually pulled out the ninth one, Zuo Qiuhe suddenly opened his eyes wide and stood up suddenly from mid-air.

Zheng!

A harsh clanking sound suddenly erupted, powerful sound waves swept across, the protective barrier tightened outwards, and the lingering buzzing sound was endless.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and saw Zuo Qiuhe taking half a step back on the stage, holding the guqin in front of him with both hands, and tilting his head back, shocked.

Ge Yuchan held the dagger in both hands and stopped in mid-air. The dagger pressed down hard and pierced the head of the guqin.

The tip of the dagger was facing Zuo Qiuhe's eyebrows!

Ge Yuchan's chest heaved violently and her face turned pale. She missed, but...

Between Zuo Qiuhe's eyebrows, a little blood slowly overflowed, bright red and dazzling.

Zuo Qiuhe moved his fingers slightly to pluck the strings. Ge Yuchan pulled out the dagger and retreated, then gently dropped it in the distance to calm down her breath.

She had tried her best, and if she couldn't kill him with one blow, she lost, because she didn't have the extra strength to launch another attack like that.

Zuo Qiuhe still has some energy left, so there is no point in continuing to fight.

"I lost!"

Ge Yuchan handed her over and left without any hesitation, her hair flying, looking cool and neat.

She is no longer the Ge Yuchan who wanted to be in the limelight and make a splash. Now she is used to being ordinary and dormant.

If you lose this journey, then rush to the next journey. There will always be a journey that is her world!

Zuo Qiuhe's victory was expected by everyone and there was not much surprise, but Ge Yuchan's performance in this short moment on the stage surprised everyone.

It is not embarrassing at all for a person in the early stage of Yuanying to lose to the late stage of Yuanying. On the contrary, the bright red blood stain on Zuo Qiuhe's eyebrows at this moment gave Ge Yuchan's loss a color of glory.

"Ge Yuchan, Tianyan Sect is proud of you!"

Jiang Yuebai shouted excitedly, but Ge Yuchan stopped in his tracks and ran away as if he was running away without looking back.

Tian Yanzong, Ge Yuchan.

Following Jiang Yuebai's roar, many people remembered this name.

"Junior sister Ge is really strong!"

Fang Yuxing's voice came, and Jiang Yuebai turned around and saw him standing not far away, with many tears in his clothes, looking a little embarrassed.

Jiang Yuebai couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to let Luofu Sword Cultivator see how powerful the Tianyan Sect sword cultivator is? Are you going to end so soon?"

Fang Yuxing scratched his head shyly, "Next time, definitely next time!"

"Even the Luofu Sword Sect can't beat him, but Junior Brother Fang can't."

Xie Jingshan walked out of the crowd with a stinking look on his face. Judging from his high spirits, he must have won.

"Zhuo Qingfeng is still fighting hard over there, Junior Brother Fang, do you want to laugh at him with me?" Xie Jingshan invited with ill intentions.

Fang Yuxing shook his head and refused, "I'm going to see Yu Qiuchi."

Xie Jingshan looked at Jiang Yuebai, opened and closed his mouth, turned around and walked away, towards Zhuo Qingfeng.

Jiang Yuebai shook his head and went to find Wen Jian with Lu Nazhi.

The poetry and painting competition between Wen Jian and Feng Zhuxin was exciting!