One thousand six hundred and eighty-five I am waiting for you!

The first thousand six hundred and eighty-five chapters

Xiao Mingliang had already noticed that Yan Tianchen’s mental power was particularly solid, and he seemed to have experienced the tempering of blood and fire.

Want to head-to-head with him, there is hardly any chance of winning.

It can only be defeated by ingenious breaking force and by side door means!

Huh huh!

Xiao Mingliang took out a lute and played it quickly, and the wind was drawn by the rhythm to form bloody spears.

Puff!

Then the spear broke through the void, and with an extremely astonishing force, it fell towards Yan Tianchen overwhelmingly.

Yan Tianchen’s flute continued to sound, and the blood armor ghost next to him took a step and reached out to stop him in front of Yan Tianchen.

The spearheads of the spears were put on the arms of the blood armored ghost generals, and the arms quickly became like hedgehogs, but before others had time to marvel, those spears were melted by the blood fire on their arms.

“I know I can’t stop you!”

The bright pipa of Xiao suddenly changed suddenly, and an ancient tune resounded through Langyatai. Together with the pipa, his body turned into wind and flew around Yantianchen.

Qiang Qiang!

The pipa sound turned into golden lightning, and from various angles, it continued to fly away.

And his body is howling like the wind, so fast that it can’t be captured at all.

As time passed, everyone saw that the blood armor ghost would be beaten awkwardly and passively no matter how hard they tried.

His body was quickly pierced by electric light, and half a quarter of an hour later, the blood-clad ghost would be unable to bear it and knelt on one knee.

A beam of blood burst out from the holes in his body, which remained in the air for a long time.

But when everyone felt that Xiao Mingliang’s tactics worked, Yan Tianchen moved!

Yan Tianchen’s soles of feet slammed on the ground, banging, and a bloody light appeared on the entire Langya stage and swept over him like a wave of blood.

boom!

The next moment, with the explosion of the flute sound, a blood tornado burst out on Yan Tianchen.

too fast!

This change came too fast, before everyone had time to think about it, the Xiaoliang who was howling in the air was squeezed out.

Click!

The colorful wind on his body was constantly torn apart by blood tornado like wings.

Puff!

When the colorful wind dissipated, he fell down like a broken kite, roaring, and suddenly a loud roar came.

Without warning, the blood-clad ghost general, who was kneeling on the ground, threw out his fists in anger.

boom!

The huge scarlet fist, accompanied by the sound of the flute rushing away from the sky, sent Xiao Mingliang away fiercely.

The Quartet was silent for a long time.

“Yan Tianchen, pass.”

When the voice of the old man in Langya Tiangong came, everyone seemed to wake up like a dream.

Looking up, Yan Tianchen wore a blue shirt, already floating away.

“Tianxiang Palace, there is another ruthless person!”

“Yan Tianchen!”

After a while, the audience remembered the shocking voice, and many people were calling Yan Tianchen’s name.

He is a veteran music leader in the celestial city of Tianyu. He has gained fame many years ago, but he has gradually fallen silent over the years, making people gradually forget his name.

When Di Qiu ridiculed him for the first time, the time that belonged to him was long gone.

It can be said that Tianchen used his strength to prove that his time is still there, and his temperament has never been weaker than martial arts.

After a few rounds, Lin Yun debuted.

Bai Yunfei, the master of Feixuelou, Zuo Yi, the disciple of Mingzong, and Fuya, master of Wanhuagu, successively boarded the Langya Terrace.

In addition, there are many disciples of Wanhuagu.

As soon as Lin Yun went up, he dared to talk about the great hostility, the opponent he encountered this round was stronger than the one Yan Tianchen encountered.

In addition to the two big brothers in the four big bands, there is also a disciple of the Holy Land Mingzong.

“Before coming up, Brother Qin asked me to take care of you!” With a smile on Bai Yunfei’s face, he saw several other people quietly coming up as he spoke.

Lin Yun looked back, and saw Qin Hao, who had been selected as the seed player in the audience, looking at him coldly.

“Who will take care of whom, maybe.”

Lin Yun looked at a few people and said lightly, his mood was chaotic, and his mood was slightly irritable.

After seeing the gazes of a few people, there was a cold chill in the eyes.

“Hehe, death is imminent, and dare to be so public. If you surrender now, you can still get your life back!” Ming Zong Zuo Yi said lightly.

Palace Master Langya swept his eyes and fell on Lin Yun, wanting to know how he coped with such a situation.

Huh… This little guy seems to have something wrong with his state of mind?

He was keenly aware of something, and some doubts arose in his eyes.

“Do it!”

As soon as the referee announced the start, Bai Yunfei, Zuo Yi and Fu Ya rushed towards Lin Yun.

They played their own instruments, and the sound of the music became extremely high in an instant, and without exception, it was the voice of the great sage.

Rumble!

The voices of these great sages are superimposed on each other and change with each other. In the blink of an eye, this Langya Terrace seems to have become an ancient battlefield.

Hum!

In the ancient battlefield, various musical rhythms evolve thousands of arrows, whizzing towards Lin Yun.

When everyone listened to these rhythms, they only felt that it was quite mysterious. After so many voices of the Great Sage were overlapped, they could still cooperate so well.

Lin Yun’s expression remained unchanged, he flipped his hand to call out the wind leiqin, and began to play for himself.

There was a big day blooming behind him, and the golden crows flew out, blocking these brightly shining arrows.

Around Langya Terrace, everyone seemed to be in an extremely empty wasteland, the ancient vicissitudes of the wasteland.

That is an ancient battlefield!

On this battlefield, Lin Yun alone stood in his way.

What he played was that the ancient tune was the sun and the moon. The ancient tunes played by Zuo Yi and others were different, but the artistic conception was clear. They evolve into a battlefield, and their respective piano sounds, flutes, and flutes, evolve into a variety of different arms.

There are fierce warriors riding ancient alien beasts, animal trainers who summon thousands of monsters, and others playing wolf smoke and dust to stir up the battlefield and make this ancient battlefield more real.

They cooperated very tacitly, and along with the beating of the rhythm, the ancient battlefield became more and more real.

The storm is raging, and the smoke is everywhere.

The sound of shouting to kill was earth-shattering, and everyone was moved by it and felt the desolation, indifference and killing intent in it.

But Lin Yun was still like a mountain.

The sound of the piano vibrated, and the notes burst out from his fingertips, the wind and thunder roared, and the lightning flashed.

Dressed in white, hunting and hunting.

The golden crows flying out in the middle of the day are densely packed and endless. In the blink of an eye, the golden crows scorched the flames of this battlefield and devastated them all.

No matter what you have, one man and one piano are enough.

It’s hard to imagine this so-called barbarian can have such an elegant demeanor.

The light of the great sun bloomed at his fingertips, filled the sky with golden crows, and burned the heavens and the earth.

suddenly!

The situation of mutual stalemate had changed. After the day took off, a bright moon took off again behind Lin Yun. In an instant, the sun and the moon were reversed, the universe was reversed, and the rhythms of Zuo Yi, Bai Yunfei and others were instantly chaotic.

Several people were taken aback, their expressions changed drastically.

kill!

But Lin Yun was unreasonable, the light on Lin Yun’s body burst on Langya stage, and his ten fingers suddenly accelerated.

A earth-shaking piano sound changed into a storm sweeping the world, the world collapsed, and the ancient battlefield exploded cracks. The thousands of troops and horses played by the other party wailed sternly, and one by one was either directly swept into the sky or thrown into the abyss.

At this moment, thousands of graces gathered on Lin Yun, thousands of troops and horses, and they collapsed at the touch of a touch.

No one on the ancient battlefield can compete with him!

The expressions of everyone in the audience changed drastically. They looked at Lin Yun and found that Lin Yun’s eyes were filled with anger.

He seemed to have unspeakable anger, which was vented through the sound of the piano. After a while, his piano sound was also messed up.

But under this chaos, it makes the artistic conception even more terrifying.

boom!

The hanging sun fell directly, and the ground was blown into devastated ruins in the dim sky.

With endless flames gathering into a sea, many people on the spot were unable to parry, and they were all shaken out.

In the absence of the big day, there is only a moon that is as cold as blood, hanging high in the sky!

“I’ll wait to recognize…”

The expressions of Zuo Yi and others changed drastically.

It’s too late!

Lin Yun suddenly stood up in the sky, without telling them to finish, his body spun in the air, and the sound of the piano smashed down like flaming meteorites from all directions.

Bang bang bang!

One by one, he vomited blood and fell into a coma after falling to the ground.

Too ruthless!

The three Zuo Yi who were smashed out were in tattered clothes and bruised all over, so miserable that they couldn’t look directly at them.

It is hard to imagine that these talents are all defeated by one person.

Wow!

When Lin Yun fell, there was no one standing on Langya stage.

Only the moon is alone, and I am alone!

Lin Yun wore a white shirt, his killing intent was cold, and his eyes fell on Qin Hao and others.

Qin Hao’s face changed slightly, and his heart suddenly sank.

“I am waiting for you!”

Lin Yun’s expression was indifferent, and said lightly.

[Two chapters are delivered, and there is one more chapter, everyone will look at it tomorrow morning. 】