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Chapter 1745 Guzheng Wuhun: Playing the music of killing

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    The scene of "Ling Xiao"'s body breaking into pieces made everyone frightened and dumbfounded.

    ¡°Haha, hahahaha, idiot, I¡¯ve told you before, I¡¯ve encountered it before, there¡¯s no way you¡¯ll survive.¡±

    When Fan Ruolin saw Ling Xiao being killed by the bomb, he couldn't help laughing and seemed to be in a good mood.

    "It's interesting. Your Fan family's martial spirit is actually a musical instrument. This is a rare martial spirit."

    Ling Xiao has seen musical instrument martial arts before, and that was when he was in the Yuehua Sect.

    However, the musical instrument martial arts seen at that time were unable to exert much power because the warriors themselves were too weak.

    Not like now.

    With a slight movement of Fan Ruolin's martial spirit, he can release terrifying sound waves that are enough to destroy the enemy, making it difficult for people to guard against it.

    Hearing Ling Xiao's voice, Fan Ruolin's entire face became extremely funny.

    As if he had seen a ghost, he suddenly turned back and looked at Ling Xiao, who was standing there intact.

    "You! Are you a human or a ghost?"

    "Nonsense, of course I am a human being. I have always wondered how a big family like yours, the Fan family, could have a martial spirit that is not known to outsiders. Now it seems that if it is such a martial spirit, it is really easy to hide it.  ah.

    It¡¯s a pity that it can¡¯t be hidden from my eyes.  "

    Only Ling Xiao¡¯s Tai Chi Eye can see through the appearance to the essence, and discover what Fan Ruolin¡¯s real killing move is.

    "Okay, now that you've seen it, I don't need to hide it."

    While Fan Ruolin was speaking, a shadow of a guzheng appeared behind him.

    The guzheng is antique and looks quite beautiful. It is covered with special lines, as if there is a soul living in it.

    It¡¯s really amazing.

    "The piano demon strikes!"

    The moment the martial arts spirit was revealed, the sound of terrifying music came at the same time.

    This time, Fan Ruolin rose into the air, and as the music was released, the entire arena exploded.

    Although it was not completely destroyed due to the special material of the arena, it was already riddled with holes and was in a state of disrepair.

    "Change the stage!"

    The host shouted, and a brand new arena was replaced.

    "These two are so scary. No matter who they are, we are no match."

    "Yeah, it's a battle that puts equal emphasis on wisdom and strength. Both of them are so weird."

    "If we were to go up there, we probably wouldn't survive one round, right?"

    "A rendezvous? I don't think I can last even half a round."

    "Today's young people are really terrible. I guess there will be more jaw-dropping battles in this White Tiger Tournament. I feel excited just thinking about it."

    "Yes, this is just Young Master Fan. I really don't know how powerful the Four Heroes of Hai were that day?"

    Everyone was excited. From the beginning they were completely hostile to Ling Xiao, but now they actually have some admiration for Ling Xiao.

    ¡°After all, Xuanjie is a place where strength is important. Whoever is stronger will have more say.

    Ling Xiao¡¯s ability is truly admirable.

    Naturally, they won¡¯t be completely one-sided in their insults.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT?OUT out of the gate, they can witness a duel between geniuses, and it¡¯s not a waste of time for them to have lived through it.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Natural selection, how many of the so-called geniuses can really survive and perform miracles, it¡¯s really hard to say.

    The arena was changed, and it was a better arena. It was covered with magic circle patterns. It was obviously to deal with the powerful attacks of these two people.

    Ling Xiao gradually saw through Fan Ruolin's path, and traces of black energy began to emerge from the long sword in his hand.

    At this time, he no longer intends to waste time.

    Fan Ruolin also clearly felt the fighting spirit and murderous intent that filled Ling Xiao's body.

    He also wants to fight his most beautiful battle!

    " In this battle, if he can destroy Ling Xiao, he will reach a higher level. Even if it is Jun Mochou, he will be able to defeat him.

    However, if he loses, Fan Ruolin is afraid that not only will he become a laughing stock, but he himself will also be depressed for a long time.

    ??Maybe this will affect the showdown at the White Tiger Conference.

    "Ling Xiao, come on, use your strongest moves. In this battle, I will make you defeated!"

    Fan Ruolin roared loudly.

    Ling Xiao couldn't help but smile to himself.

    Just rely on Fan RuolinWith his strength, he is really not qualified to use all his strength.

    Let alone Fan Ruolin, even Jun Mochou is not worthy of him using all his strength.

    The sword in Ling Xiao's hand is condensing terrifying black energy.

    Behind him is the dark night.

    Above his head, a dark magic sword hung.

    Then, he actually threw away the long sword in his hand, grabbed the dark magic sword directly, and looked at Fan Ruolin.

    Using the dark magic sword to deal with Fan Ruolin is really overkill.

    However, it is necessary to hone combat skills in such a battle, so Ling Xiao still wants to use it.

    What's more, the dark magic sword has different powers to deal with Fan Ruolin in front of him.

    The problem can be solved with the last move of "The Art of Demonic Destruction".

    As soon as the dark magic sword came out, the entire arena suddenly became eerie and terrifying, as if some monster had arrived.

    Um?

    Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, because he clearly felt that something was calling him in the hell tower.

    That kind of energy is very similar to the ancient demon, but there are some differences.

    But it is definitely pure energy of darkness, the secret of shadow.

    "Forget it, don't think so much first. After solving the battle in front of you, think about other things."

    Ling Xiao shook his head and looked at Fan Ruolin again.

    At this time, Fan Ruolin was suspended in the air, with a guzheng in his hand.

    If you look carefully, you will find that the guzheng does not have a physical body, but is transformed by his martial spirit.

    "The music of killing begins!"

    As Fan Ruolin¡¯s voice sounded, a chilling music was released from the guzheng, gradually filling the entire arena.

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    "Dark Demonic Sword¡¤Destroy the Body!"

    The dark magic sword in Ling Xiao's hand has also been thrust out.

    The terrifying black sword energy spurted out from the dark magic sword like a fountain, centering on his body and spreading rapidly to the surrounding areas.

    Within the entire sixty-ninth floor, almost all was filled with the black sword energy.

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    Fan Ruolin's figure flashed, constantly dodging Ling Xiao's attacks, and at the same time stimulating the music.

    At this time, he was already in a miserable state. His clothes were in tatters and stained red with blood. He looked very miserable.

    However, there was a winner's smile on his face.

    "Explode! The music of killing!"

    At that moment, all the musical symbols in the entire arena exploded at the same time, and the arena instantly turned into a terrifying battlefield.

    People can even see thousands of troops charging towards Ling Xiao, trying to tear Ling Xiao into pieces.

    "It's useless! Your power is too weak!"

    Ling Xiao still just stood there, suddenly waving the dark magic sword in his hand, and the sword energy that was originally released condensed together in an instant, forming a huge black sword.

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