The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 2390 As for so desperately?
Seeing that Su Moliang insisted on this, Bi Yue couldn't help but smiled and shook her head, "I think you won't be beaten to death by me later, but you will be killed by your own stupidity."

"Really? Then feel the sound of me, an idiot." A sneer flashed in Su Mo's cool eyes, and he plucked the strings, and the sound waves shook the sky, and he rushed towards Bi Yue like a tsunami.

Bi Yue clasped her arms around her chest, as if she didn't intend to make a move, but as soon as she said that, she felt a terrifying force crushing towards her, she was startled, and subconsciously dodged to the side.

However, just as she escaped this wave, the sounds of clang and zither sounded one after another, each sound was sonorous and powerful, attacking with the momentum of killing the world.

Some zither sounds contained terrifying spiritual power and rushed into her mind, while others directly turned into ice swords and attacked her body.

The ice sword was wrapped with the spiritual power belonging to the early Xiantian Emperor spiritual master, but when it really attacked in front of him, Bi Yue realized that this is not the spiritual strength that the early Xiantian Emperor spiritual master should have, even if it is said to be the peak Xiantian Emperor spiritual master. Not too much.

It's no wonder that in the first round of the competition, the disciples from the Life and Death Realm and the Demon Moon Realm were defeated by Dongfang Junmo.

Even she was shocked, let alone them.

Shock is nothing but shock, but Bi Yue is a top genius at this level, even if the strength of the opponent's spiritual power is close to the peak Xiantian Emperor Healer, it is still impossible to injure her.

So facing the ice sword and spiritual power, Bi Yue still easily avoided it by relying on his extraordinary skill and speed.

It's just that Su Moliang's highlight is not in spiritual power, but in spiritual power.

Therefore, she pushed her mental power to the extreme, poured it into her fingertips, and her fingertips plucked the strings rhythmically. The movements were skillful and elegant, and the sound of the piano was swaying, step by step, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes humming, sometimes Soaring high, it seems to affect people's hearts, and then it rises and falls, falling into the sky.

Some people saw the battlefield where the flames of war raged and blood flowed like rivers; People saw the cruelty and cruelty with which they failed in cultivation, fell into the evil way, and slaughtered all the people in the world. Some people even saw their whole life from a baby who fell to the ground to old age.

Fortunately, Bi Yue was determined, so she managed to stabilize her mind, but the voice like a magic voice kept pounding her brain, making her almost collapse.

I had to sigh, "Your piano skills are indeed better than that of Qu waste, but unfortunately, if you want to confuse me, you are almost too good at it."

Qu Xinting doesn't even deserve a name in her mouth, which shows how much Bi Yue looks down on her.

Su Moliang raised his eyebrows, smiled and comforted, "This is just an appetizer, why are you in a hurry."

After all, the speed in Su Moliang's hands gradually increased, and countless notes shot out from under the strings, surrounding Su Moliang.

But everyone couldn't see the specific notes, they saw her sitting there in a long skirt, every time her fingers slid across the strings, waves of air would erupt, causing her blue hair to fly and her clothes to flutter. There is an indescribable sense of beauty.

It even seems to be much more pleasing to the eye than Qu Xinting playing the piano.

When such an idea suddenly came to mind, everyone was shocked.

That Dongfang Junmo's appearance is mediocre, and his facial features have nothing to recommend him, so why is he even more beautiful than Qu Xinting.

It seems that they were so bewitched by the sound of the piano that they couldn't even tell the difference between beauty and ugliness.

As for Bi Yue, feeling surrounded by the impenetrable piano sound, her headache was about to split, and some fragmentary images appeared in her mind from time to time, disturbing her nerves, and she almost couldn't control it.

She had to admit that this woman's mental attack was much stronger than Qu Xinting's.

Thinking about it, in order to prevent her mind from being taken away, Bi Yue didn't care about sticking to the promise just now, and finally summoned the whip cheekily.

"I have learned your piano sound, now it's time to learn my whip. I want to see if your piano sound is better or my whip is better."

From Bi Yue's point of view, no matter how strong Dongfang Junmo's mental strength was, she would still be torn apart with a few whips, begging for mercy on her knees.

So as long as the fight is quick and her hands are broken, so that she can't play the piano, she will lose all support.

Seeing that she finally made a move, Su Moliang teased with a light smile, "Why? I still can't help but make a move! Didn't you say that you want to stand up and let me hit you? If you break your promise so soon, it turns out that the woman in the life and death realm is just a liar what."

"Stop talking nonsense! Give me a whip!" Bi Yue was so angry that her breath became stagnant, and she attacked in anger.

Just now she underestimated this woman's mental attack, and now she knows she can't hold back her piano sound, if she doesn't fight back, she will let her take away her mind.

Faced with such dangers, if she didn't make a move, then she would lose in the hands of an early Xiantian Emperor spiritual master, and she would lose her face.

As soon as the words fell, the black whip was slammed over. Seeing this, Su Moliang smiled, and suddenly clapped the hand pressing Longqin, and Longqin took off.

She herself dodged, dodging her whip, and then raised her hand to catch the dragon piano that fell from the air, and hugged it in her arms. With a swipe of her fingers, the sound of the piano trembled, and the cold air accompanied by fierce His spiritual power turned into countless ice swords and attacked Bi Yue from another angle.

Because the mental attack attached to her piano sound was too strong, Bi Yue's nerves weakened and her perception decreased, so she felt the force coming from the left side after being dull for a while.

In a hurry, she had to swing the whip to resist, but the whip was just thrown in front of her, and she rushed back to help, and the whip couldn't reach it, so Bi Yue had to break out her defense and go forward with her bare hands.

It's just that she didn't expect the other party's cold air and spiritual power to be so powerful, and it slammed into her body, making her almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"How's the spiritual power of the early Xiantian Emperor spiritual master?" Su Mo asked with a smile.

To Bi Yue's ears, it was extremely ironic, and she waved her arm and whipped the whip again unwillingly, and shouted, "Ghost cry God whip! Kill!"

At this time, I saw countless dead spirits gushing out of the black whip, like fierce ghosts with claws and claws, wailing and howling, rushing towards Su Moliang.

Judging by that posture, this ghostly cry and magic whip should be Bi Yue's special skill.

No one in the realm of life and death expected that Bi Yue would actually use a unique skill against an early Xiantian emperor spiritual master. Would this be too much of a fuss?

It's just that they were not regarded as opponents by Su Moliang, and the highly lethal piano sound did not attack their brains, so they didn't know how terrible Su Moliang's mental suppression was.

Besides, they couldn't feel Su Moliang's spiritual power and coldness at close range. After all, the battle site was still far away from them.

Naturally, they didn't know that Su Moliang's every attack should not be underestimated.

As the person involved, Bi Yue is a mute who can't tell the pain of eating Coptis chinensis. In order not to be humiliated by an early Xiantian emperor spiritual master, of course she has to go all out.

Seeing her getting angry, Su Moliang laughed lightly and teased, "Are you so desperate to deal with me, a fool who is three levels lower than you?"

Hearing this, Bi Yue's blood that had just been suppressed almost spurted out again.

(End of this chapter)