If the disciple is too sandy

Chapter 100 Chanting Sutras with Suona vs Sound Wave Kung Fu! (five more)
"What is this old man doing? Showing off his little pipa?"

"Who knows, we'll just watch it here, it's just a plot anyway."

"Don't tell me, Jin Yiwei's clothes are really pretty."

"Is there something wrong with your focus?"

"..."

The players watched this scene with a lot of discussion, not knowing what to do next.

But Zhou Yuntong's blocking was already one step too late.

Old man Wang raised his hand and waved lightly, the gray nails on his slender fingers swept across the strings of the small pipa.

"Zheng-!"

A piercing sound came from the little pipa.

This thing looks small and exquisite, but the sound it emits makes people feel uncomfortable all over.

Even the internal force in the body began to appear chaotic changes.

"stop!"

Zhou Yuntong quickly covered his ears and scolded.

But the old man Wang said with a sneer: "This old man is just following orders. Zhou Qianhu had better not stop him. It's not that this old man has never killed a master before. Your two masters of artistic conception can't stop this old man!"

After saying that, he flicked his fingers again.

The sound of pipa followed closely behind, harsh and unpleasant.

After just two strokes, Xu Nian felt that his internal energy began to lose control.

It's as if the internal force has been affected by something and wants to rush out of his body.

Is this the sonic skill?
"Hold the grass, this old man is poisoning!"

"Don't talk about Wude, how old are you to attack a group of young people like us?"

"Who knows music, go buy some musical instruments and play against him!"

"I can't stand it anymore. What's the difference between the sound of the pipa and the sound of fingernails scratching the glass? My grandma's playing with her feet is better than his playing with her hands!"

"..."

The players couldn't hold on any longer, they covered their ears and glared.

Torment!

Too tortured!

This old man's little pipa is completely torturing them.

All of a sudden, in the entire Xuanhuang Sect, the sound of pipa rang out wave after wave, and everyone in front of the entire hall felt a splitting headache.

They wanted to stop it, but it was already a step too late.

Under the influence of the sound waves, the body seems to have no strength at all.

"Dengdengdengdeng..."

At this moment, a rush of wooden fish sounded from where the players gathered.

The interrupted pipa sound also stopped suddenly.

Old man Wang looked over in surprise.

Didn't expect that there are people in the little Xuanhuang sect who know the rhythm?

Among the players, Pindao Xuanqing sat on the ground, holding a wooden fish in his hand and knocking rhythmically.

Immediately after...

"Eastern Emperor of Jade Treasure Emperor in the East, Heavenly Lord of Xuanzhen Wanfu in the South, Heavenly Lord of Taimiao Zhiji in the West, Heavenly Lord of Xuanshang Yuchen in the North, Heavenly Lord of Immortals in the Northeast, Heavenly Lord of Good Life and Life in the southeast, Heavenly Lord of Tailingxuhuang in the Southwest, Heavenly Lord of the Northwest Infinite Taihua Tianzun, Yuxu Minghuang Tianzun above, Zhenhuang Cave God Tianzun below..."

Pindao Xuanqing sat on the ground, rhythmically began to mutter to himself.

There is another player next to him, following the rhythm, playing a small gong from time to time.

But this tune is awkward no matter how you listen to it.

"Hiss—isn't this the scriptures that are only recited during funerals in the village?"

"Be good, Xuanqing actually came for the truth?"

"Defeat magic with magic!"

"This old man is not a human being, Xuanqing directly arranged for him to have a funeral? Arrange a funeral in advance?"

"..."

It has to be said that Pindao Xuanqing's move really caught everyone by surprise.

Even Xu Nian was dumbfounded.

this tune...

It's the tune that only comes from chanting sutras when we're having funerals.

Obedient.

Second test player Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

Not to mention him, even old man Wang frowned, looking at Pindao Xuanqing strangely.

Without internal strength, it is not considered sonic power.

But this tune has an indescribable taste.

Weird!
"Clearly--"

He raised his hand to play the little pipa again, and his whole face became more solemn, as if he had encountered some opponent.

At this moment, someone from the player's side stepped forward again.

A player named Bainiao Chaofeng directly exchanged for a suona in the Contribution Hall, and blew it hard at old man Wang.

All kinds of musical instruments, hooligan suona.

As long as you think about this thing, no matter what you are playing, you have to stop for me.

Old man Wang was affected by Suona's sudden attack, and he stood in place completely messed up.

Who are these people?
It's fine to knock on a wooden fish and chant scriptures, but now we have come up with such a thing.

Are you serious?

The playing of the suona really caught Old Man Wang by surprise.

why?
This thing is too unreasonable.

There is no way to get your rhythm up, and you will be completely taken astray.

Coupled with the sound of wooden fish and chanting scriptures in the middle, even old man Wang, a first-rank martial artist, doesn't know what to do at the moment.

"Hey, kid looking for death!"

Old man Wang yelled, put away the little pipa and was about to start.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuntong rushed to stop him.

But before he could stop old man Wang, a figure rushed over like lightning.

This speed made even a master like him fearful.

"boom!"

The figure kicked out.

Old man Wang's body was like a tattered sackcloth, and he fell towards the distance, his internal organs bursting in an instant.

One kick!
The old man Wang of the first rank martial artist was directly kicked to death.

And the person who did it was Xu Nian, the head of the Xuanhuang Sect!
"I don't do it, do you really think I'm dead?"

Xu Nian narrowed his eyes, turned his head and said, "Zhou Qianhu, you brought him here, so you can take him down."

Zhou Yuntong hadn't recovered yet, and there was nothing but shock in his eyes at the moment.

This is the strength of the Seventh Prince?

Old man Wang is a first-class martial artist who has been famous for a long time, and has even killed existences in the realm of masters.

Even Jin Yiwei like him should be afraid of him.

The results of it?
To be kicked to death by the Seventh Prince?
How terrifying is the power of the Seventh Prince's kick, can he block it by himself?

"Yes... the humble post obeys!"

Zhou Yuntong nodded in a daze.

Xu Nian continued: "Go back and tell Shen Rongyin that if she really wants me to die, she will come to the Xuanhuang faction to kill me herself, don't send this kind of cat or dog here, the trash that even my disciples can't fight, has no right to treat me Do it!"

is not that right.

Old man Wang is famous all over the world, and the sonic skill of the little pipa makes people frightened.

But now?

When he arrived at the Xuanhuang Sect, he was forced by several ninth-rank and eighth-rank disciples to kill him directly.

Bullying the small?

Live to a dog at a young age?
If you can't beat others, you don't even want your face!
"Yes!"

Zhou Yuntong responded with a bitter face.

He can't do it unless he agrees to this kind of fairy fight. He can't afford to offend both sides. He only hopes that these two can end as soon as possible.

"By the way, go back and tell Shen Rongyin that the person she sent has scared my disciple, and ask her to bring the money next time, otherwise she won't even be able to climb the mountain!"

Xu Nian turned his head and said, "Dung beetle, you will go down the mountain to stew excrement from today onwards. If a woman with outstanding appearance comes, just sprinkle it on her. If something happens, the boss will take care of it for you!"

(End of this chapter)