Seeing Su Moliang insisting on doing this, Bi Yue couldn't help but smile and shook her head, "I think you are not beaten to death by me later, but to death by myself."

"Is that so? Then feel the sound of the idiot's piano." Su Moliang's eyes flashed with a sneer, and after that, he plucked the strings, and the sound waves shook the sky, pounced towards Bi Yue like a tsunami.

Bi Yue also wrapped her hands around her chest, looking like she was not going to take action. Unexpectedly, she felt a terrifying force crushing towards her as soon as she finished speaking. She was shocked and subconsciously dodged to the side.

However, as soon as she escaped this wave, the sound of the piano sounds sounded one after another, and each sound was strong and attacked with the momentum of killing the world.

Some of the piano music contained terrifying mental power, which crashed into her mind, while others directly turned into ice swords and attacked her body.

The ice sword was covered with the spiritual power of the early innate emperor spirit master, but when he really attacked in front of him, Bi Yue realized that this was not the spiritual power strength that the early innate emperor spirit master should have. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the peak innate emperor spirit master.

No wonder in the first round of the game, the disciples in the Life and Death Realm and the Demon Moon Realm were defeated by Dongfang Junmo.

Even she was shocked, let alone them.

Even though he was shocked, Bi Yue was at least an extremely powerful genius at this level. Even if the opponent's spiritual power was as strong as the peak, it would be unlikely to injure her.

So in the face of ice sword and spiritual power, Bi Yue still easily avoided it with her extraordinary skills and speed.

But Su Moliang's highlight is not spiritual power, but mental power.

Therefore, she urged her mental power to the extreme and injected it into her fingertips. Her fingertips rhythmically thrust the strings, with skillful and elegant movements. The sound of the piano gradually progresses, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes low, sometimes high, as if touching people's hearts, and then ups and downs, falling into the darkness.

Some people saw the battlefield where wars were fired and blood flowed, some saw the tragedy of the world where wives and children were separated, some saw the tragic experience of their genius but died young, some saw the tragic experience of their failure to practice, fell into the path of demons, and slaughtering all the world. Some even saw their life from birth to old age.

Fortunately, Bi Yue was determined and stabilized her mind, but the sound like a demonic sound kept hitting her brain, causing her to almost collapse.

I had to sigh, "Your piano skills are indeed better than those of the music waste. Unfortunately, I almost did it to confuse me."

Qu Xinting didn't even deserve a name in her mouth, which shows how much Bi Yue looked down on her.

Su Moliang raised his eyebrows and smiled and comforted, "This is just an appetizer, why are you in a hurry?"

After saying that, Su Moliang's hand gradually increased, and countless notes burst out under the strings, surrounding Su Moliang.

Everyone could not see the specific notes, but saw her sitting there in a long skirt. Whenever her fingers scratched the strings, a wave of air burst out, which made her hair fly, and her clothes flew, and her every frown and smile exuded an unexplained beauty.

It even seems much more pleasing than Qu Xinting's piano playing.

Everyone was shocked when they suddenly had such an idea.

Dongfang Junmo looked average and had no advantage in his facial features. Why was he more beautiful than Qu Xinting?

It seems that they were bewitched by the sound of the piano and could not even tell the beauty and ugliness.

As for Bi Yue's feeling the airtight piano sound, her headache was broken, and some fragmented pictures appeared in her mind from time to time, interfering with her nerves and almost made her unable to control her.

She had to admit that this woman's mental attack was indeed much stronger than Qu Xinting.

Thinking that in order to avoid being really robbed of his mind, Bi Yue didn't care about sticking to the promise just now, and finally summoned the whip with shameless face.

"I have learned about your piano sound. Now it's time to learn about my whip. I want to see if your piano sound is powerful or my whip is powerful."

In Bi Yue's opinion, no matter how strong Dongfang Junmo's mental power is, she will have to beg for mercy if she whips down a few times.

So as long as she fights quickly and breaks her hands and makes her unable to play the piano, she will lose all her reliance.

Seeing that she finally took action, Su Moliang chuckled and teased, "What? You still can't help but take action! Didn't you say you wanted to stand and let me fight? You broke your promise so quickly. It turns out that a woman in the realm of life and death is just a lie."

"Stop talking nonsense! Take my whip!" Bi Yue's breathing was so angry that she stopped and attacked her in anger.

She just underestimated the woman's mental attack. Now she knew that she could not withstand her piano sound. If she did not fight back, wouldn't she let her take away her mind?

Faced with such danger, she would not take action again. At that time, she would lose at the hands of an early innate spiritual master. Is she still worth it?

After saying that, the black whip shook over. Su Moliang curled his lips and smiled, pressed Long Qin's hand and slapped it suddenly, and Long Qin soared.

She herself flashed, dodging her whip, then raised her hand to take back the Long Qin falling from the air, and hugged it in her arms. Her fingers fell down the strings. The sound of the piano trembled, and the cold cold air accompanied by fierce spiritual power turned into countless ice swords, attacking Bi Yue from another angle.

Because the mental attack accompanied by her piano sound was too strong, Bi Yue was nervous and her perception decreased, so she was slow to feel the power from the left.

In a hurry, she had to wave the whip to resist, but the whip was just thrown in front of her and suddenly returned to the rescue. The whip was beyond reach, so Bi Yue had to burst out defense and faced it with bare hands.

But she didn't expect that the other party's cold and spiritual power were so powerful that it crashed into her body, causing her to almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"How does the spiritual power of the innate emperor spiritual master taste like in the early stage?" Su Moliang asked with a smile.

Bi Yue heard it, and she was extremely sarcastic. She waved her arms and whipped her whip again unwillingly, and shouted, "Ghost Crying and God Whip! Kill!"

At this moment, countless dead souls were instantly gushing out of the black whip, like evil spirits with fangs and claws, making waves of ghosts crying and howling, and pounced towards Su Moliang.

Judging from that posture, this ghost crying whip should be Bi Yue’s specialty.

No one in the realm of life and death did not expect that Bi Yue used his unique skills to deal with an early stage innate emperor spirit master. Will this be too much of a problem?

However, they were not regarded as an opponent by Su Moliang, and the high-destructive Qinyin did not attack their brains. They did not know how terrible Su Moliang's mental suppression was.

In addition, they could not feel Su Moliang's spiritual power and cold air up close. After all, the battleground was still a long way from them.

Naturally, they didn't know that Su Moliang's every attack should not be underestimated.

As the person involved, Bi Yue was a mute who had no choice but to suffer from Coptis chinensis. In order not to be humiliated by the early innate spiritual master, she had to do her best.

Seeing her being ruthless, Su Moliang chuckled and joked, "Do you work so hard against me, a fool who is three levels lower than you?"
Chapter completed!