Under the cold moonlight, when he heard Liu Qingxi's question, Mr. Yan sneered unknowingly, "Humph, forbidden monster? But I'm here now, what can you do to me? How can you two be so small-minded?
You are in the eighth realm, what can you do to win over me!"
The transformed Mr. Yan seemed confident and did not take Su Pingan and Liu Qingxi into consideration at all.
Liu Qingxi also knew that she might not be able to defeat the other party with words alone, so she stopped talking and concentrated on concentrating her literary energy on the guqin in front of her. Then she played the familiar song "The Resentment of a Plain Girl" with her delicate hands.
Floating slowly in the small courtyard.
Zhengzhengzheng~~~
The sound of the piano is mournful, and the emotion is like a complaint.
The feeling of sadness in the small courtyard suddenly became stronger, as if a simple girl was weeping and calling her lover's name softly.
This kind of mournful song, lingering in the dark night atmosphere, actually added a bit of horror, so that Su Ping'an behind him couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body, and whispered: "Listening to it in the middle of the night
This kind of thing is just like dancing in a cemetery, just for excitement. It’s too immersive!”
Even Su Ping'an felt this way, let alone Mr. Yan Yao, who was directly impacted by the music.
As soon as Liu Qingxi's piano music started to play, Mr. Yan's spirit fell into a trance.
At that moment, he felt as if he saw a woman crying for him, and his heart began to feel sad unconsciously.
But after all, Mr. Yan is worthy of being a demon cultivator comparable to the realm of scribes. He only dazed for a moment, and then he immediately woke up with his strong willpower. Then he used his energy to resist the impact of the music, and said with a gloomy expression: "Huh,
"Su Nu's Resentment" is nothing more than a low-level harp music. If you want to deal with me based on this, it would be too much of a dream!"
As he spoke, the sheep demon, carrying the harassment of the music, actually took a step forward and gradually approached Liu Qingxi.
Seeing this scene, Liu Qingxi's expression changed drastically.
Although Su Nu Yuan is a low-level introductory song to music, it is the song she has practiced the most and has the best effect. In the past, this song alone was enough to deal with others.
Now, I never thought that this demon cultivator was so powerful that he could easily wake up from the illusion created by the music. It was really a glimpse of the leopard, and it was obvious.
Under the pressure, Liu Qingxi bit her silver teeth lightly and had to change her technique and changed a song in the blink of an eye.
In an instant, the mournful mood in the courtyard subsided, and was replaced by a sonorous and powerful song that seemed to contain a powerful and powerful song.
Order to march!
This is a war song!
It was also a war drum song commonly used by the army of the Daxuan Kingdom, but it was later adapted into Qindao music.
Although compared to the sound of war drums, its sound lacks some grand and exciting flavor, its sound is still exciting.
Rumble…
Suddenly, Mr. Yan immediately felt the energy and blood in his body rushing involuntarily. In front of him, there seemed to be a scene filled with yellow sand and two armies fighting.
Changge, war horse;
Blood, corpses.
The scenes are intertwined together, making people feel excited and excited.
Mr. Yan seemed to be trapped in it at this moment, and his feet stopped involuntarily.
Seeing this scene, Su Ping'an couldn't help but feel happy, "Success!"
However, Liu Qingxi continued to play, her body energy was constantly being consumed, and there were even beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.
For her, playing such a war song in the eight realms of scholars is still too taxing for her. Although it is not a manifestation, it is just using the music to influence people's minds, but it is already very impressive to be able to do this.
It's easier.
But before Su Ping'an could be happy for too long, the sheep demon just stopped and immediately lifted it up again.
"What, how could he..."
Liu Qingxi and Su Pingan were shocked at the same time.
Looking up, he could see the sheep demon's eyes were red, and the evil energy around him was like boiling water, constantly steaming. It was obvious that he was trying to compete with Liu Qingxi's music, but it was impossible to really stop him.
"Both of you... must die!"
Mr. Yan has an extraordinary will and extraordinary strength.
He broke free from the illusion, and the murderous intention in his heart became stronger and stronger.
There were still seven or eight steps away from Liu Qingxi, so he suddenly took action and shot a demonic light from the air, quickly attacking Liu Qingxi in an attempt to interrupt the latter's music.
"careful!"
Seeing that Liu Qingxi was in crisis, Su Ping'an gritted his teeth and took action again. He accelerated and rushed in front of Liu Qingxi, and then raised his hands to face the oncoming demonic light.
It's like kneading dough from a distance.
What's even weirder is that when Su Ping'an was kneading the dough, the demon light that came towards him actually hit the sheep demon again as soon as he kneaded it.
When Mr. Yang Yao Yan saw this scene, his eyes almost bulged out, "Teach someone the same thing as the other person?!"
Mr. Yan almost went berserk!
This is already the fourth fucking technique, are you still finished?!
Doesn’t this guy even have the skills to show off his skills?!
Besides, how did you, a little literary disciple, get so much literary talent?
boom!
In anger, Mr. Yan tore the demon light with both hands, and then his eyes almost burst out with anger. He stared at Su Ping'an and gritted his teeth: "I must kill you, I must kill you!!!"
"
You can lose the competition, but Su Pingan must die!
This thing is so fucking annoying!
Moreover, this guy is so outrageous now. If he breaks through the scribes in the future, wouldn't he become even more evil!
Therefore, Mr. Yan's murderous intention towards Su Pingan reached its peak almost immediately.
When Su Ping'an heard this, he looked like he had a toothache and complained: "Oh, you are blind. There is such a beautiful woman next to me. Wouldn't it be nice for you to kill her? Why do you have to stare at me?
, you really have no vision, you deserve to be single!"
"..."
Beside him, Liu Qingxi had a black line on his forehead.
Is this human language?!
If she hadn't been unable to take action now, she would have wanted to strangle Su Pingan to death.
Su Ping'an also seemed to feel Liu Qingxi's threatening gaze. His desire for survival suddenly rose, and he quickly changed his tone and said: "Of course, it is wrong for you to kill anyone. Since you want to kill me, then I will simply kill you first today.
Bar!"
Complaints are complaints, but Su Pingan is still serious when it comes to doing business.
Seeing that the sheep demon was trapped in Liu Qingxi's music and unable to move, Su Ping'an couldn't help but take a deep breath, then used all his strength to mobilize all the remaining literary energy in his body and began to condense it in the palm of his hand.
At that moment, the wind noise in the small courtyard seemed to have subsided, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense and full of oppression.
The sheep demon had also sensed danger from the surrounding atmosphere. He suddenly looked up and saw Su Ping'an posing in an exaggerated pose.
I saw the latter standing on a horse with his feet folded, his hands folded together, and then his palms facing outwards. A surging literary energy quickly gathered in the palms, forming a rumbling sound, which was both like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and like thousands of people.
The galloping horse makes people's hearts lift up unconsciously.
Su Ping'an looked solemn as never before, and this emotion even infected Liu Qingxi next to him.
Liu Qingxi stared at this scene with wide eyes, waiting for Su Ping'an's shocking blow.
But……
After waiting for a while, Su Pingan was still posing there, and the tension and emotions that had just been brewing seemed to be trapped there for a while.
This scene made Liu Qingxi's forehead darken, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "What on earth are you doing?!"
The sheep demon also looked impatient.
It seems to be saying, you can't fight yet, you have to fight quickly, I'm going to have a heart attack if you hang around like this.
Su Ping'an turned around and smiled awkwardly when he heard this, and explained: "I'm sorry, I forgot how Qiao Feng used his posture when making moves. I also wanted to look more handsome, but since I can't remember, let's just leave it like this..."
"..."
Liu Qingxi no longer knew what to say.
Could you be any more unreliable?!
But the next moment, the Wen Qi in Su Ping'an's palms was finally pushed out.
In an instant, a bright yellow dragon shadow nearly five to six meters long was seen. With a roar, it rushed towards the sheep demon with an unparalleled and domineering force.
And this attack, no matter the momentum, shape or dragon shadow, was much more fierce and powerful than all Su Pingan's previous attacks.
It wasn't until the dragon shadow was about to hit the sheep demon that Su Ping'an's voice slowly came through in the dark night.