"Then do you know what other things are going on in the entire Qidu Sect?" Xuanmu once again sent a spiritual thought.
"I, I don't know anything else." Xu Chong's Nascent Soul said tremblingly.
"Do you really not know anymore?" Xuanmu has been hesitating whether to destroy Xu Chong's Nascent Soul. It would be really dangerous if it remains immortal in the storage ring.
"I really don't know anything." Xu Chong said again with a determined tone.
"Then you can die." As soon as Xuanmu's divine thoughts were transmitted into his storage ring, the killing sword in his storage ring immediately started to move. The killing sword flashed red.
At that moment, it quickly sank into Xu Chong's body.
At this time, Xu Chong's Nascent Soul trembled violently, and then turned into a white light and quickly integrated into the Killing Sword.
After killing Xu Chong, Xuanmu finally flew towards the Giant Sword Peak with confidence. Half an hour later, the annual competition of the entire Miaoyin Sect began. In every year's competition, the Miaoyin Sect had some beginners.
Disciples compete with junior disciples, and lower-level disciples compete with lower-level disciples.
When he came to the square where the fight was taking place, Xuanmu saw a group of disciples sitting or standing around the square. Since there were not many disciples in the Miaoyin Sect, all of them seemed to be lazy, and some were quite lazy.
They were all gathered around talking nonsense.
These disciples were quite happy, but the leader, Xu Yunchong, had a gloomy look on his face. He looked at these incompetent disciples and shook his head in despair.
Then his eyes lit up, and he walked quickly towards the ancestor, moved the corners of his mouth slightly, and said something to the ancestor. The ancestor nodded, and then didn't say much.
"Xiao Mumu, I'm here." Yang Qing's voice sounded from behind Xuan Mu.
Xuanmu would feel helpless every time he saw Yang Qing. He looked at Yang Qing and said nothing. He held the Yulan Qin in his hand and stared straight ahead.
At this time, two disciples had already gone to the Fighting Square. When the master of the Refining Pavilion said, "Start," the two disciples took out their respective magic weapons and started playing. In the flash of light, different lights appeared.
The blade was flying in the air.
This is the first time Xuanmu has seen the master of the Artifact Refining Pavilion. He is wearing soft armor that shines with golden light. This set of armor was made by himself. The golden light shines and looks quite gorgeous. And his
He looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, with a short beard.
"Why don't you say anything?" Yang Qing sat down next to Xuanmu.
"What did I say? Is there anything to say between you and me?" Xuanmu replied casually.
"Good boy, you change your face every day." Yang Qing snorted, also watching the fighting on the field, pointing from time to time.
The battle lasted almost every hour, and it was not until the afternoon that it was the turn of the battle between Xuan Mu and Shu Rou.
Xuanmu came to the stage with Yulan Qin on his back, glanced at him with a joking look, and said with a smile: "Sister Shurou, long time no see, you are becoming more and more coquettish. Haha..." As soon as he finished his words, everyone watching around him said with a smile:
All the disciples of the Wonderful Sound Sect burst into laughter.
Shu Rou's face suddenly turned green and red, and she said coldly: "Could this be the surprise you were talking about? Then I'll let you know what a surprise is." As he said that, his left hand twitched from behind and flashed red.
The pipa of light immediately appeared in his hand. This pipa and the lyre actually have the same attack method, but the pipa is easier to carry than the lyre.
The five fingers of his slender right hand quickly plucked the strings of the pipa a few times, and then a red light popped out from the pipa. This red light flashed and turned into a flame and struck towards Xuanmu.
Xuanmu's figure was not slow either. He hugged the Yulan Qin with his left hand and plucked it with his right hand. Immediately, you could see the faint green light popping out from the strings. When the green light popped up, it quickly changed into pieces.
The green petals quickly engulfed the flame.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the flame that was burning with raging fire quickly shattered into pieces, turning into countless firelights and dissipating in the air.
Then he reached the mid-air, and moved his right hand again, and streams of blue light rushed out again, transforming into extremely gorgeous blue petals, and the petals rotated and cut rapidly.
In an instant, it was about to hit Shu Rou's chest. Shu Rou's expression did not change, and she stepped back continuously. The five fingers of her right hand moved, and a buzzing sound came out of her hand, but she saw a firelight quickly coming out from the strings of her piano.
The light was so dazzling that it rushed out like a fire dragon and quickly swallowed up countless petals in front of it.
"Fuck you." Xuan Mu cursed angrily, feeling extremely annoyed in his heart. He never thought that Shu Rou actually practiced fire-based martial arts. Staring at Shu Rou and the huge fire dragon-like thing, he
Gritting his teeth, he could only use the blood spirit power in the killing sword again.
After all, with his current strength, it is impossible for him to be Shu Rou's opponent. Shu Rou started training several years earlier than him, and her cultivation level is naturally higher than that of Xuan Mu. Moreover, the opponent is a fire type who specializes in restraining the wood type.
A streak of blood slowly glowed from the five fingers of his right hand. His right hand quickly moved back and forth on the seven strings of the piano. Then, seemingly casually, he moved the horn string very quickly. The strings buzzed, and a bloody blast
The Qi slowly dissipated. It looked quite strange, at least to Shu Rou.
Shu Rou was not idle either. Her body was flying in the air, and the petals passed by her, but she easily avoided them. Her right hand flicked on the string of the pipa, and a flash of fire quickly shot out.
Condensed on the strings, his right hand continued to play, and then the flame on the strings became bigger and bigger.
The five fingers of his right hand grabbed the five strings and pulled them suddenly, causing the strings to emit bursts of harsh buzzing sounds. As the sound sounded, a ray of fire quickly rose into the sky and quickly enveloped the black wood.
"Haha, Xiaomu lost, lost." Yang Qing watched with relish, clapped her hands and laughed.
Although the other disciples were also watching, they were all communicating with each other. Only the two men led by Shen Cong were rolling dice and betting. Li Cang was there shouting: "
Big, big. I'll bet a spiritual stone."
"Small, small, small. The last one was big, this time I'll buy small." Zheng Rui roared in a sharp voice.
These three were too obvious, and they almost didn’t take the competition between these two as the same thing.
When the fire that shot up into the sky appeared, Xuanmu also suddenly placed his right hand on the strings of the Yulan Qin, and the shrill sound of the piano was emitted, as miserable as weeping and complaining, which made people feel sad when they heard it.
What makes people heartbroken is the majestic bloody light that rushes out.
The two red rays of light collided together rapidly, and the sound of roaring was endless. Then I saw Shu Rou's face turned pale, and her body retreated continuously. Her pretty face was cold, and her eyes showed a look of determination, and then radiated out from the five fingers of her right hand.
There was a layer of subtle red light. He gritted his teeth and once again plucked the strings of the red gold pipa with his right hand.
Immediately afterwards, Shu Rou's face became paler. The red light covering her five fingers also gradually dissipated, and her delicate five fingers were still stirring, and the strings were like sharp ones.
The knife cut on her jade green fingers.
But there were also balls of hot fire dancing on the strings near his fingers.
Seeing this, Xuanmu sneered. At this time, he suddenly felt a feeling of pity for the beauty. However, this thought was quickly wiped out by him. He no longer used the blood spiritual power in the killing sword.
After activating the wood spiritual power in his body again, a ray of cyan light quickly covered the five fingers of his right hand.
As Xuanmu's fingers plucked the strings, one after another green light covered the strings of the Yulan Qin. A buzzing sound sounded, and then the high and low tones of the piano continued to come out. Not only was it pleasant to the ear,
And it is intoxicating. He is still playing quickly, his eyes are always fixed on Shu Rou. As soon as Shu Rou plays, he will capture it with one palm, the sound of seven strings, the light of seven strings,
The power of the seven strings will quickly fight back together.
Shu Rou saw Xuan Mu's intention, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she suddenly grabbed her right hand, and five strings like sharp blades were caught in her hand. Then, his right hand suddenly let go. Then she saw
A large firelight flickered, ejected from the five strings, and the fire rushed straight out more than ten feet away, and was about to engulf Xuanmu dozens of feet away. Xuanmu frowned, and stepped back.
His right hand turned into a palm and condensed a piece of blood light, which was then arranged on the seven strings.
The seven strings vibrated suddenly, and a heart-piercing and harsh sound came from the seven strings. A bloody bright light quickly rushed into the sea of fire. When the sea of fire touched this bloody light, it quickly
The flames collapsed, and then the flames gradually shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the flames continued to solidify.
"Let's see how I can surprise you... Haha...!" Xuanmu laughed and jumped up. His body drew a shadow in the air, and then he waved the Yulan Qin across the air with both hands.
He played the piano in rapid succession. Green light shot out from the strings, and flying flowers all over the sky rushed toward Shu Rou.
The flying flowers all over the sky looked quite dazzling. When they were about to approach Shu Rou, Shu Rou's body stepped back continuously. At this time, her right hand was already dripping with blood, and drops of blood kept dripping on the ground.
Xuanmu didn't have any pity, and shouted: "Shu Rou, please look after me. This is my surprise for you." As he spoke, his hands kept playing.
As the voice changed, the green petals in the sky quickly moved towards Shu Rou's pretty face.
The wind howled, and I saw countless petals flying across Shurou's face. After the green light passed by, I could see an extremely ironic scene. At this time, there were wounds and wounds on Shurou's face.