Chapter 342 Selling out for fame?

Chapter 342 Selling out for fame?

Chapter 342 Selling out for fame?

Liu Jinghan is the eldest son of Tianyin Mansion and has his own rules for doing things.

As soon as he finished speaking, he did not give the other party a chance to speak. He raised his hand, and the guqin in his hand began to spin non-stop.

Liu Jinghan waved his hands continuously, and for a moment the sound of arguing was heard continuously.

This time, the sound of his piano was no longer peaceful, but filled with extremely strong murderous intent.

As the high-pitched notes rose and fell, it was as if a sword from heaven was descending!

Before a Tianxie cult disciple could react and figure out what was happening, he was cut in half.

The fragmented sounds of the piano are like flying knives.

It is invisible and yet can cut off people's limbs and penetrate their hearts.

Bang, bang, bang, boom, boom, hiss, hiss!
The continuous sounds made the Tianxie Cult members at a loss and they didn't know how to respond for a while.

The reason for this is that as soon as the sound of the piano appeared, murderous intent arose.

All these methods are not about generating invisible air blades at the moment of plucking the strings and then flying towards the opponent.

These murderous intentions came completely out of nowhere and penetrated the body at the most unexpected moment.

How to avoid this?
Not only that, the sound of this music even cast a layer of blood between heaven and earth.

People in it are like being trapped in a sea of ​​blood and may be annihilated by it at any time.

These feelings are truly horrifying.

Chu Qing watched from afar. The sound of the piano had no effect on him, so he couldn't see the full power clearly, but just from what he could see now, he could already see a glimpse of it.

But Ouyang Tianxu sighed softly:

“The Tianyin Mansion has a successor, which is really enviable.

"Liu Jinghan is so young that he is only second to Liu Zhaonian in terms of ability to use the [Hundred Bloods and Thousand Killings Song] to this extent."

A song of hundreds of blood and thousands of kills! ?

Chu Qing listened and wanted to ask.

But thinking about it carefully, as a member of the Tianyin Mansion camp, it seems a bit strange for me to ask people from the Liaoyuan Mansion about the martial arts of the Tianyin Mansion.

I just don't know whether this [Song of Hundred Bloods and Thousands of Killings] is considered high or low in Tianyin Mansion?
From what we have seen so far, the martial arts of Tianyin Mansion are all various kinds of music.

[Tian Xin Wan An Qu] [Song of Lost Heart and Chaos] [Song of Heartbreak] [Song of Hundreds of Blood and Thousands of Killings]...

It seems that except for his mother's [Supreme Heavenly Sound], all other songs are presented in this style.

But judging from the current situation, [Supreme Heavenly Sound] uses itself as an instrument, and can produce heavenly music with just a thought.

So, if Liu Zhaohua is proficient in all these pieces, can he present them one by one without the help of any musical instruments?

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a sigh from the Tianxie Cult, whose people were gradually falling.

It was clearly just a light sigh, but it was extremely heavy.

Still the same person, still the same leaf.

It’s still that sad and gloomy song…

But that person was no longer sitting on the stone, but was walking slowly towards Liu Jinghan.

Naturally, Liu Jinghan's zither had already fallen on his knees. He sat cross-legged, his hands dancing on the strings. His ten fingers were like flying flowers, walking lightly, but bringing with them a strong murderous intent.

The leaf blower walked slowly towards them, his figure becoming increasingly blurry.

He was shrouded in a gray mist, which was looming. Liu Jinghan's killing move [Hundred Bloods and Thousands of Killings Song] fell into the gray mist, and it was like a drop in the ocean, never to be seen again.

These two people, one played with leaves and the other played with the guqin.

The two pieces of music were completely different, neither matching nor contradicting each other, but they made everyone present feel as if two hazy objects were gradually approaching.

Once a thorough collision occurs, it will be earth-shattering!

This was a unique contest. Although the people present were all veterans, this was the first time they had seen such a match in their lives.

They didn't even care about the truth they had learned before, the fact that Tianyin Mansion was framed... Now they just wanted to see who would win or lose in the end! ?

Under everyone's watch, the two were about to collide.

A sharp edge suddenly burst out from the gray fog.

Just as the saying went, a flash of cold light came first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!

The long spear, like a silver dragon, went straight to the center of Liu Jinghan's eyebrows.

Liu Jinghan didn't even raise his head, as if he hadn't noticed this at all... Just as the spear was about to hit him, Yi Zhishang reached out his hand from the side, his five fingers like hooks, and stretched out his hand to grab it, as if grabbing a snake by its vital point.

The gun was locked instantly.

Then one beat and one press:
"come out!"

After saying this, he tried to pull it, but he couldn't. The gun was as solid as a rock.

Yi Zhishang thought that his internal strength was not weak, but he could do nothing about the spear. Instead, he heard a voice coming from the gray fog:
"Let go!"

The next moment, Yi Zhishang felt that what he was holding in his hand was not a "snake", but a "dragon"!
The dragon's head was ferocious, and its overwhelming power was impossible to resist.

He involuntarily let go of his hand, only to see the gun body sway, with the tip of the gun pointed at his throat.

Yi Zhishang took a step back and spread his arms like a roc spreading its wings. Then he opened his mouth and a sound like an eagle's cry came out of his mouth.

The sound was so loud that it was like layers of invisible walls, making the gun seem to be stuck in a quagmire, and every inch of progress was extremely difficult.

Then a sound was heard in the gray fog:
"Humph!"

The next moment, the gun tip vibrated again, buzzing!

Yi Zhishang's sound power was broken by the spear tip, causing the airflow to collapse, and then the spear broke through the air.

But after this delay, Yi Zhishang had room to maneuver.

But at this moment, the leaf blower suddenly put down the leaves in his hand.

There was still despair on his face and body, but what was truly shocking was the tears and blood that flowed from his eyes.

He opened his mouth, but what came out was a smile!
The laughter was pleasant to the ear and had unparalleled appeal. Everyone could clearly feel what kind of good mood the owner of the laughter was in at that moment.

The sky is bright, everything is fine, there is abundance and joy, and everyone is enjoying themselves.

It was as if he had already obtained the world and possessed the most beautiful and precious things in the world.

Just listening to his smile, one can't help but laugh along with him...

But Liu Jinghan didn't laugh. Not only did he not laugh, but his face showed horror.

The next moment, you heard bang, bang, bang, bang!

The strings broke and blood gushed out from all ten fingers at the same time.

At this moment, the gray fog behind the leaf blower was like a ferocious beast, swallowing Liu Jinghan and Yi Zhishang in one bite.

At this moment, no one could see clearly what changes had taken place in the gray fog.

But it was obvious that Liu Jinghan and Yi Zhishang were both at a disadvantage.

Han Yiren thought to himself that something was wrong and shouted without even thinking:
"Help!!!"

The current situation is very clear. Tianyin Mansion and Tianxie Cult are not on the same side. Tianxie Cult used Tianyin Shuttle to impersonate Tianyin Mansion and was discovered by the people of Tianyin Mansion, so now the people of Tianyin Mansion are saving them.

Once Liu Jinghan and Yi Zhishang died here, how many of their group would be able to escape from Qingquan Gorge?

As this thought was rolling, even Li Shengxing, who was in the crowd and had other thoughts, did not hesitate and prepared to rescue people. But at this moment, a black shadow had already fallen from the sky.

Carrying with it thousands of strong gusts of wind, it suddenly expanded and set off a raging fire!

The flame was unsteady, no longer a simple palm force or blade. It was like a simple raging fire, fiercely igniting the gray fog.

The gray fog jumped, but when it came into contact with the flames, it was as if it had encountered its natural enemy.

The flames and the gray fog intertwined, and the flames became more and more intense, while the gray fog gradually disappeared into thin air.

Four figures emerged from the gray fog.

Liu Jinghan was seen cautiously guarding his surroundings, while the leaf blower had a frown on his face and took two steps back, seeming to be injured.

Yi Zhishang was stabbed in the shoulder and blood fell out.

Finally, the man holding the silver spear ran towards Chu Qing as soon as the gray fog dissipated.

A hint of cold light carries a weight of a thousand pounds, but pulling it with both hands is as easy as moving four ounces of cotton.

A dragon's roar seemed to resound in the void, and the sound of an eagle's cry went straight to the sky!

It was hard to describe the sharpness in words, but he was already in front of him in the blink of an eye, with the tip of the gun pointing right at his forehead.

But the next moment, the eagle's cry turned into a rooster's crow, and the dragon's roar turned into sobbing.

Chu Qing caught the fierce gun in his palm. He looked up and shouted softly:
"Let go."

Earlier, the man with the gun said this to Yi Zhishang.

Now Chu Qing returned these words...

Of course he wouldn't let go. How could he fight without his gun?
But Chu Qing didn't care whether he let go or not. He raised the spear with one arm, spun it in the air, and smashed it towards the leaf blower with the spear.

The leaf blower suddenly looked up, and a gray mist appeared around him.

He implicated himself and the man with the gun at the same time.

The gun that Chu Qing swung out swept through the gray fog, but only a bare gun was left.

The leaf blowers and the men with guns all remained in the gray fog.

Then I saw the gray fog rolling and then suddenly retreating, as if it wanted to escape thousands of miles away.

Chu Qing smiled, turned the spear, rubbed his hands together, and the flames immediately penetrated the entire spear, followed by a flick of his hand.

The flaming silver spears shot out, one fired later but the other arrived first, and were about to pierce through the gray fog.

The gray fog suddenly dissipated, and the two figures separated and fell to the ground.

Only the spear burning with flames rolled away... The man with the spear followed the spear with his eyes, wanting to snatch it, but was worried about the flames on it and the internal force attached to it.

In the end, I can only sigh in despair.

Liu Jinghan had come to his senses by now and turned to look at Chu Qing with confusion in his eyes.

Yi Zhishang bowed to Chu Qing:
"Son."

Liu Jinghan widened his eyes and looked at Chu Qing with an expression full of disbelief.

Chu Qing always felt that at this moment, the self-important Liu Jinghan mentioned by Liu Qingyan probably had something very wrong in his mind.

He coughed and asked softly:

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

"fine……"

Liu Jinghan answered awkwardly, looking at Chu Qing with complicated eyes, sometimes wary, sometimes scrutinizing, sometimes puzzled... and with a little bit of closeness.

Chu Qing really wanted to stop the other party from writing with his eyes, but it was difficult to explain in detail in this situation.

Just then, Yi Zhishang came over, and Chu Qing pressed his acupoints with his fingers to help him stop the bleeding.

Yi Zhishang looked at the two people opposite him...

The two people who had just joined forces with the young master to deal with the situation but were at a great disadvantage were now standing there quietly.

There was blood at the corners of both people's mouths.

Obviously, they were injured in just a short fight.

I wanted to run away just now but failed.

This young man... is truly amazing!
"That gray fog...what on earth is that?"

Because of Yi Zhishang's word "Young Master", Liu Jinghan had a lot of questions to ask, but in the end, what he said was this question.

"It's internal strength."

Chu Qing said casually:

“This man’s sound power is not as good as yours, otherwise, when he and Yi Zhishang were fighting before, even if you came, it would be difficult to break their confrontation.

"When we fought just now, he was able to defeat you not because his sound skills were better, but because... he used his internal strength to bully you."

Liu Jinghan was stunned when he heard this:
"I thought he created the gray fog by blowing leaves...

“It turns out not to be.

"Relying on internal strength... um..."

He originally wanted to say that he was relying on his internal strength to bully others... But if he said that, wouldn't it mean that his internal strength as the eldest son of Tianyin Mansion was not as good as that of an unknown little figure from the Tianxie Cult?

Chu Qing saw what he was thinking at a glance, and said with a smile:

"This kind of thing is very common. The Tianxie Cult has extraordinary means, and each of its disciples has profound inner strength, far beyond the reach of ordinary people."

He said this, took a step forward, and asked the leaf blower while Liu Jinghan was mumbling about how he could be considered an ordinary person:
“With your inner strength, I’m afraid you’re not even good enough to be one of the Twelve Holy Kings.

"Are you one of the twelve holy kings?"

The leaf blower had a look of despair on his face and spoke in a difficult voice:
"You don't doubt... that I am the Lord of Arms's man?"

“Although we haven’t had much contact, the people under the lord of soldiers use spear skills externally and practice the [Slaying Sutra] internally.

"Your inner strength is obviously not the [Murderous Skill]."

Chu Qing glanced at the man with the gun:
"He is the soldier's man...

"It's a small ambush, but I'm a little surprised that there are two masters like you."

After Chu Qing finished speaking, the group of people behind Han Yiren looked at each other.

I always feel like I'm being scolded so badly... but for a moment I don't know how to refute it.

"It was just a small ambush, but there was actually a master like you... I am also a little surprised."

The leaf blower had blood dripping from his eyes and whispered softly:
"I am one of the Twelve Holy Kings, a disciple of Prince Xiao.

"If you want to know about Prince Xiao, you can just ask me..."

"Hey!!!"

Upon hearing this, the man with the gun immediately spoke:
"Are you trying to sell out your master for glory?"

But then the leaf blower spoke in a desperate tone:
"My despair, sadness, and pain... are all caused by him. I wish I could cut him into pieces day and night, but I am no match for him.

"Every time I have this thought, I become even more desperate!
"His martial arts skills are so high, maybe he can kill Prince Xiao. Is he selling out his master for glory? No... I want revenge!!"

(End of this chapter)