Jing Lingyu didn't wait to get up, and there was a change in the formation.

Cang Shuilan, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly stood up, his silver hair fluttered, his big sleeves flew, his fingers were like a wind, he played in the air, and the syllables changed from the turbid and heavy palace sound to the high and loud business tune, the piece of guqin floated in the air, hanging in his hand, the strings vibrated and flew, let it add his fingers to the top, and it did not fall to the ground.

Gu Weixin was secretly frightened, knowing that the piano floated in the air, not because of any magical suction, but when the strings were in contact with the fingertips, they were supported by force points, similar to inserting their fingers into the cup and shaking it, and turning the cup around their fingers, but the general wine glass was lighter, and it was easy to play with this hand.

The roar of the samurai in the formation protruded, and with the transfer of the sound of the piano, the sword momentum also changed, from a soft and dense reel, to an earth-shattering assault!

The sound of the piano and the sword are in harmony, and a magnificent movement is played in the solemn murderous atmosphere.

The steep increase in sword momentum forced Liao Gushi into a desperate situation, and the ** of the movement is the death of the enemy!

The three people on the ridge of the hall were thrilled, and it was too late to come to the rescue at this time. I saw Liao Gushi turn around quickly, the warbler's resentment was blue and swirling, rippling away, ding ding on the tip of the attacking sword, blocking the attack in the first wave, when the sword was exhausted, he shook his hand suddenly, wrapped around the sword body of a samurai, slammed it, and brought the samurai to the flying ball, and the samurai became his meteor hammer, and the huge body flew in the air, smashing towards the second wave of attacking samurai, only to hear a miserable scream, dozens of swords in the samurai's body in the air, broken limbs flew one after another, and it was like a water bag exploded in the air, blood was scattered and splashed, splashing like rain！

However, when the samurai was moved, the momentum of the Ying's resentful sword had slowed down, and several samurai behind him were bullied, the soft sword flew into the flowers, and Rao is Liao Gushi avoided it quickly, and there were also a few openings on his back, and blood burst out.

Use the warbler's resentment to entangle the enemy's soft sword, this is a life-threatening way of playing, Liao Gushi killed the red eyes, and he didn't care about it, he waved his hand backwards, and the blue light flashed, rolling the soft swords of the few warriors, and the internal strength urged, throwing a few people away, and the rest of the warriors saw that he threw several people in the air with the strength of one person, and couldn't help but be shocked!

At this time, the sound of the piano suddenly changed to a tone, and it was anxious and angry, like a fire swallowing a forest, and it was extremely violent.

The samurai were accustomed to moving with the sound, as if the sound of the piano controlled their brains, and they all listened to the sound and attacked each other!

A few soft swords were wrapped around the warbler's resentment, but they were self-knotted, and it was difficult to get rid of them, and Liao Gushi had no time to care, a sword was swung out, and several soft swords at the front end of the sword tip bloomed like scattered flowers, as if waving a big broom, the power suddenly increased, and more than a dozen soft swords were entangled in it in an instant.

Liao Gushi was overjoyed in his heart, it turned out that he had been afraid that the sword would weaken, and he did not dare to touch the enemy with the sword, so as not to be entangled in the soft sword and difficult to get out.

Within a few counts, three or four out of ten of the soft swords in the hands of the samurai were wrapped around his broomstick, and the victory and defeat were reversed!

Jing Lingyu stood on the ridge of the hall, his face was full of joy, and he smiled at Chang Sihao and said, "If you say that you underestimate my brother, you are underestimating." Look at the current situation, are you still stubborn?"

Gu Weixin praised: "Putting him to death and then being born, Liao Gongzi's martial arts have changed, and he is indeed very human." ”

Chang Sihao's expression did not move: "His current appearance is like an ant picking a peony flower that grows bigger and bigger, no matter how strong the ant is, there are times when he can't move, not to mention that now he is still injured, he won't last long, the enemy only needs to change to the defensive, surround him, and then consume it, and he will definitely win." ”

As soon as the sound of the piano turned, the horns and feathers suddenly merged, warm and clear, relaxed and happy, the offensive rhythm of the warriors also slowed down, and the people who lost their weapons gradually retreated to the periphery with the change of tone, and the whole large array turned from a storm to a blue sea and a sunny day, and for a time the waves were gentle, advancing and retreating at will, and the sword momentum was ethereal, and wanton.

They followed Liao Gushi's attack and killing, retreating or defending, merging or breaking, as if the veneer dance danced by the uncivilized savages, and they did their best to stick and consume soft energy.

The sound of the piano is getting lower and lower, soft and gentle, and the seven-tone cloud water array is becoming more and more erratic, like a mighty river, shrouded in a layer of fog, flowing slowly and silently.

The blood on Liao Gushi's body was mixed and flowed with sweat, and the blue shirt was soaked early, and every time he took a step, a few drops collapsed with the placket.

Jing Lingyu saw it from a distance, and those blood spots seemed to suddenly magnify ten million times, and they fell heavily and slowly on her heart like huge meteors. She already understood that what Chang Sihao said was true, and she didn't have to wait too long, and Liao Gushi would run out of gas.

"Brother Xiaohei, please ......"

When she looked to the side, Chang Sihao was gone.

He's done!

Cang Shuilan was engrossed in commanding the big array, and suddenly felt that the wind behind him was not good, and he plucked the strings with his four fingers, and flipped forward on the tip of his toes, and released his fingers in the air, and four white lights flew out backwards with the sound of the piano, shooting towards the enemy!

These four white lights are fast and abnormal, taking the head, chest, abdomen, and knees, and the sound of breaking the air is as sad as a devil crying!

Chang Sihao made a mistake under his feet, and the white light passed by, and he made three cuts on his clothes, and the skin near him was hot and painful. Cang Shuilan shouted: "Who is it?" The three words were spoken, and three white lights broke through the air and shot out ——, two ribs of Chang Sihao's chest. At the same time, several samurai who had lost their weapons jumped up and attacked with their palms raised.

The seven-tone cloud water array suddenly lost the control of the piano sound, and the formation was slightly chaotic, but the moment's hesitation in front of the master was fatal, Liao Gushi's sword and broom swung rapidly, screaming and screaming, and the bodies of the seven warriors had been crushed by the chaotic sword, the skeleton was fragmented, and the five organs were in the sky.

Chang Sihao ducked over the attacking palm, reached out with both hands, held the ankles of the two warriors, and flew the two of them up, collided in the air, and burst into a crack, and at the same time the white light attacked, hitting the bodies of the two people, and with a bang, the corpses were cut into four pieces, and flew away diagonally!

When Chang Sihao looked at it, there were only two bloody thighs left in his hands, and the white light fell to the ground, it turned out to be a crescent dart that Cang Shuilan shot out with the piano as a bow, and he secretly screamed in his heart!

There was no room for it, Cang Shuilan's fingertips flicked, and six white lights broke through the air and came. Chang Sihao used the two human legs as two long swords, and he was full of strength to make the future open. There is still blood dripping from the broken legs of these two people, and the white bones are out, and the stubble is as sharp as a sword!

Chang Sihao opened his arms, his internal strength urged, the blood was like mist, and the sky was crimson!

I only heard the sound of snorting into the flesh, and the six crescent darts all hit the "human leg sword", cutting the white bones and cutting the flesh one after another.

Chang Sihao shouted, rushed forward to attack, the two leg bones and swords pierced the internal strength, and stabbed forward like a white shadow covered with rain, like a cold star.

Cang Shuilan raised his arm to pluck the gear, turning a piano like a wheel, only listening to the sound of tuk tuk in a piece, mixed with the sound of strings buzzing and piercing.

Chang Sihao attacked dozens of "swords" in a row, and suddenly stepped down, causing Cang Shuilan to retreat and shoot up violently, and the two legs went up and down, taking the key point of his throat.

Cang Shuilan didn't have time to catch his breath, knowing that this blow was unavoidable, he shouted sharply, and his body protection qi instantly rose to the top, grasping the strings with both hands, and Bailongqin was erected in the air, blocking most of his body.

With a loud sound, the body of the paulownia wood had already been pierced, and the two leg bones were fleshed and wrapped in blood, and they came out of the back of the piano!

Cang Shuilan's arms hurriedly twisted, the body of the piano was rounded, Chang Sihao couldn't hold it, his wrists were loosened, and the two legs were twisted and flew into the sky.

The two of them each took a step back, their bodies fell silent, their eyes met, and they did not move like a mountain.

The moonlight came through the holes in the body of the piano, imprinting two round highlights on the black robe of Cangshuilan.

The sound of the miserable scream behind suddenly sounded!