At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already understood that the opponent's attack power changes with his own attack power, so as to reduce the consumption of mental power.
"This song "Tears of Departure" is indeed very sad, but it is during a battle, so I don't have the heart to appreciate it." Yu Wen Zhouyuan said lightly: "Take my Creation Divine Fist."
"One punch breaks the mountains." Yuwen Zhouyuan's momentum changed in vain, like an overlord overlooking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. He punched out, shattering the mountains and rivers, and the entire space trembled, as if he was about to surrender to Yuwen Zhouyuan's momentum.
The energy that destroyed the world condensed into one force and attacked.
"Fellow Taoist Yuwen, since you don't have the heart to appreciate such sad tunes, then just listen to the tragic music." Following Yang Liuqing's words, his slender hands played faster and faster, and the sound of the piano was high-pitched, full of bloody murder.
.
It's still the same picture, but the sweetheart left to join the army. The picture changed. The sweetheart was wearing armor, holding a spear and leading thousands of people to fight against the enemy. The drums made people's blood boil, the shouts of cruel killings, etc.
It formed a scene of brave fighting.
Suddenly, a spear stabbed his sweetheart, and the sound of the piano changed, mourning and mourning. Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was integrated into this scene, felt as if the spear had stabbed himself, and he seemed to have become that person.
Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that this was all an illusion, and his eyes flickered, but when he saw that his punch was dispersed and disappeared by invisible force, Yang Liuqing's face turned pale.
Yang Liuqing played the piano, but it was filled with sadness, sadness and pain. The beautiful woman had been waiting for several years, and what she received was indeed a corpse. Her grief and pain, the sad voice, and the crystal tears seemed to be printed on
In people's hearts, it infects everyone.
The wind suddenly rose, and it was extremely turbulent, as if the power turned into sadness surged towards Yuwen Zhouyuan. Although he was integrated into it, Yuwen Zhouyuan was still able to see through everything. His fist completely turned into glass color, and when he waved it out, the whole world
There were fist shadows everywhere, and those heavy fist shadows suddenly disappeared, as if they had melted into Yuwen Zhouyuan's fist.
Lands collapsed and the ground cracked, the power of destruction was endless. The power of Yuwen Zhouyuan's punch collided with the attack of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth triggered by the sound of Yangliuqing's piano. The energy exploded and spread to all sides.
The sound of the piano stopped, the song "Tears of Leaving People" was played, and the battle between the two ended, and the winner was determined.
A song of tears of separation, played the tenderness in everyone's heart, and performed a heartbreaking and painful parting and reunion. The sound of the piano, melodious and sweet, touched everyone's heart, but it contained the supreme meaning
How many people can see the murderous intention!
Although the sound of the piano has stopped, the lingering sound still echoes throughout the world. Everyone in the stands is still immersed in the lingering and melancholy sound of the piano just now. The scene of parting, the scene of the bloody battle on the battlefield, and the sight of the beautiful lady
The image of the beloved's corpse still flashed in everyone's mind.
Unknowingly, there were two lines of tears left in some people's eyes. They were sad and sad tears, and there was some unspeakable sadness in their hearts.
At this time, on the Tianzi Arena, Yuwen Zhouyuan stood quietly, his face a little pale, and his internal organs were strongly shocked, but it was not serious. In front of him, Yang Liuqing was wearing a plain white dress, half holding a guqin, and a touch of white
The veil is dotted with bright red flowers, like plum blossoms embroidered on it.
"Fairy Yang, are you okay?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked. He saw Yang Liuqing's delicate body trembling slightly. He had broken Yang Liuqing's attack at the last moment, causing Yang Liuqing to be seriously injured, not only physically, but also
Spiritually.
Physical injuries are easy to recover from, but mental injuries are extremely difficult to recover from.
"Fellow Taoist Yuwen, I'm fine. Thank you for letting me finish the song "Li Ren Tears." Yang Liuqing shook his head slightly and said.
"You're welcome, I also want to try your rhythm attack, but it seems that you haven't come up with a special rhythm attack yet." Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"It's no longer necessary. With your strength, you can definitely break it. I lost this battle." Yang Liuqing said lightly.
After speaking, Yang Liuqing's body moved, like a smart musical note, and returned to his seat on the ice. Yuwen Zhouyuan also returned to his seat in a flash of arc.
"The artistic conception of your song "Tears of Departure" is still a little lacking, otherwise everyone in the stands would shed tears without them knowing it." After returning to the ice seat, Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
.
Yang Liuqing did not answer and was recovering from his injuries.
On the Tianzi Arena, it took a long time after the two figures disappeared before everyone in the stands reacted. They walked out of the sad picture just now, with a chill and anger in their hearts.
Only then did they realize how terrifying the music was, which made them unable to help but fall into it. It was simply an invisible attack.
Who won the battle just now? Many people thought in their hearts and asked the people around them who had high cultivation level.
Everyone has stopped watching the battles in other stands. They have no feeling at all and are numb. In the past, there was a violent and exciting battle between Yuwen Zhouyuan and Wu Yueheng. Now there is an invisible rhythmic battle between Yang Liuqing and Yuwen Zhouyuan, killing people.
The two battles showed fortitude and tenderness, and Yang Liuqing vividly expressed the tenderness and pain with the sound of the piano.
These two battles have left a deep mark on everyone's heart, which is lingering. Looking at the other battles now, it seems that there is no exciting part at all.
After the competition between Yuwen Zhouyuan and Yang Liuqing, a new round of battle ushered in the Tianzi Arena, the battle between Wu Yueheng and Shangguan Piaoxue.
The two of them are equally powerful, but if analyzed carefully, Shangguan Piaoxue is more powerful. Their attack types are different. Wu Yueheng is good at large-scale attacks, while Shangguan Piaoxue is a point attack.
In the following battle, Yuwen Zhouyuan explained to everyone around him, analyzing the situation of each opponent, how to deal with changes in the situation, etc.
Soon after, the winner was determined between the two in the Tianzi Arena. Shangguan Piaoxue really won. After the battle between the two, the Tianzi Arena was empty, and no one came on the stage again.
After several battles, Che Jianan has realized that his strength is the lowest among the five, and his heart is full of thoughts of not admitting defeat. This incident is a lesson for him, warning him not to underestimate anyone.
.
Now there is no need to compete with others, fifth place is fifth place, except that the first place is still somewhat interesting, other rankings are not that important anymore.
Wu Yueheng and Shangguan Piaoxue did not challenge Yang Liuqing. When they fought with Yuwen Zhouyuan just now, when Yang Liuqing played Li Ren Tears, they also fell into that kind of picture. They thought in their hearts that they were no match for Yang Liuqing, let alone
Yang Liuqing is still recovering from his injuries. If there is a competition, even if he wins, he will still be defeated.
The battle on the Tianzi Arena ended like this, and the rankings were also arranged. Yuwen Zhouyuan was the first place. Everyone turned their attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan, with different lights flashing in their eyes.
After more than three hours, Yang Liuqing opened her eyes. Her mental strength had been restored. She glanced at Yu Wen Zhouyuan with a complicated look, flashing with a strange light. She was recalling Yu Wen Zhouyuan before she healed her injury.
What to say.
It took two full days for all the battles in the arena to end. The True Emperor Realm master asked to see if there was anyone left to challenge the others.
Through many games, these handsome young men from the eight human realms have become clear about their own strength and the strength of others. They all have a plan in mind, and no one dares to challenge others.
Rumble... there was a loud noise, and the five arenas, together with the central round platform, merged into one, forming a huge round platform. The round platform rose out of thin air, and the icebergs around the height were dozens of feet tall.
A group of True Emperor Realm masters stood on the round platform, looking down at everyone. The voice of the True Emperor Realm master came again: "This Tianzhu Martial Arts Competition has been successfully concluded. Now we will announce the top ten and the rewards. The first place Yuwen
Zhou Yuan was rewarded with twenty thousand-year elixirs, sixteen anti-aging elixirs, eight bottles of ten thousand-year rejuvenating elixir, and entered the Langhuan Holy Land to practice for a hundred days; the second place, Yang Liuqing, was awarded ten of the elixirs just mentioned.
Five pills, ten slow-aging elixirs, six bottles of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Restorer Liquid, eighty days into the Holy Land of Langhuan; the third Shangguan Piaoxue has ten pills, six slow decline pills, and four Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Restoration Liquid.
Entered the Langhuan Holy Land to practice for two months; the fourth place is Wu Yueheng, the fifth place is Che Jianan, the sixth place is Xing Luoye, the seventh place is Situ Liang, the eighth place is Bufan, the ninth place is Cui Haoran, the tenth place is Gu Juqi, you guys
Three elixirs for seven people, two anti-aging elixirs, and they will enter the Holy Land of Langhuan to practice for a month."
After the master of the True Emperor Realm finished speaking, Shi Chengzi, the leader of the Renxin Sect, said: "As for the matters of the Langhuan Holy Realm, we are not allowed to ask. Even if you ask, I will not tell you. You will naturally know when the time comes. Except for this.
Ten of the ten were surprised, and the other eleven to twenty-five monks were rewarded with a Slow-Degeneration Pill and entered the territory of Langhuan Saint to practice for ten days. This is part of the reward for you in this Tianzhu Lunwu.
Don’t underestimate these rewards, the rewards this time are much more generous than in previous years, you will know when the time comes.”
A strong True Emperor man with a chill all over his body came out and said: "The Tianzhu Martial Arts Competition is over. Now it's time for you to compete. There are only ten battles. As long as you are in the stands, you can challenge them at will. Each time, you can challenge them at will.
A pair of monks can fight, but remember not to hurt your life, otherwise a life will pay for a life."
As soon as he finished speaking, the words of this powerful man in the True Emperor Realm were filled with murderous intent, and a terrifying aura seemed to descend from Haotian.
Everyone was trembling with unspeakable fear in their hearts. The breath only stayed for a few seconds and then disappeared. The round platform slowly descended and returned to the height of the five arenas just now. The center of this large round platform was,
It suddenly rose up and formed a small round platform, which was ten feet higher than the large round platform below.
"Now the competition of martial arts begins." As the true emperor master finished his words, a figure appeared on the round platform. It was Geng Jianxin who hated Yuwen Zhouyuan to the core under the instigation of Che Jianan, Niu Zhenyu and others.