Flame Ghost Eye

Chapter 237 Young Master Purple Flute VS Young Master Heartless (2)

The sound of the piano is sometimes surging like a mountain waterfall, sometimes like a vast ocean, and suddenly turbulent, like a violent wind, sometimes high and low, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, people have been attracted unconsciously, and they are intoxicated with the sound and people.

The purple flute on the opposite side is also unwilling to lag behind, even the sound of the flute is controlled to be the same as the sound of the magic sound, and it is evenly matched, but it does the opposite, you are fast and I am slow, you are high and I am low, stop with stillness, and stay the same In response to changes, the confrontation between the two has a special flavor, but the seemingly harmless sound of the piano and flute can make people feel tight in the chest and feel suffocated. Among them, one purple and one mysterious seem to be covered by snowflakes.

The heartless son, Moyin, saw that the purple flute was going in the opposite direction, and suddenly there was a surprised voice under the bamboo hat, "Huh?" Then his fingers moved the strings, and the rhythm accelerated, so fast that he could hardly see his movements of playing the piano. The murderous aura was even worse, like a phoenix piercing the sky, and the sun was at the height of the sky, the corners of Zidi's mouth curled up, and he followed closely. The trees swayed and rustled one after another, and the music collided with each other. On the contrary, it rolled up the wind and snow and swirled, which showed the depth of its skill.
The holy son of the Poison Sect sat high on it, his eyes were full of excitement, and he touched his chin with interest, "You are worthy of the same name as my son, Mr. Zidi and Mr. Unfeeling, they are really capable." ,Not bad."

The same is true for Fengying, both of their flute and qin sounds are so lethal, what would happen if his flute sound was replaced?

All of a sudden, Young Master Unfeeling flew up holding the zither, standing in mid-air, holding the qin in one hand, and playing the qin with the other hand, his fingers flew so fast that only afterimages were left behind, and Zidi also flew away And then, the sound of the flute was even worse, with a bang, all the surrounding trees cracked from the middle, as if they were cut off by weapons.

Young Master Jueqing raised his head to look at Young Master Zidi, and stopped playing the piano, "Young Master Zidi really deserves his reputation, let him pass on."

"Everyone in the world says that the sound of the unfeeling son's qin is the sound of killing and attacking. When we meet today, we are like each other."

After the words fell, both of them performed lightness kung fu and flew back to their seats, leaving only a mess on the central stage, and then there was a click, and the ring of the competition unexpectedly shattered.

Lin Zhennan took a deep breath, just sparring with each other, the two of them caused so much damage, if they were fighting for their lives...it's really hard to say.
"Hiss... who won?"

"I don't know, Mr. Zidi and Mr. Unfeeling are evenly matched, so it should be a tie?"

"It's hard to say, it's just a competition. If it's a real fight, I think Master Rueqing is even better."

"Tch, then I think Mr. Zidi is even stronger."

"Shhh...don't talk about it, you see Sheng Gongzi is on the stage."

The Master of the Poison Sect, the Sect Leader of the Poison Sect, arrived on the ring in a few short steps, shaking the black feather fan in his hand, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Feather half covered his face and said, "Since Mr. Zidi and Mr. Unfeeling have competed, I am naturally unwilling to lag behind. Master Wuyao Pavilion, I have heard that Mr. Merry has extraordinary martial arts skills. He uses leaves as weapons and flowers as knives." , Killing people never see blood, I don't know if my holy son can learn a thing or two."

(End of this chapter)