Chapter 1383 Mere Fanyin (Third)

The sixth blood-colored sedan chair, when Shi Lingzi opened his eyes, stopped, and the four monks who were carrying the sedan chair also raised their heads in unison, staring at Wang Baole numbly with their dull eyes.

Wang Baole didn't move, his eyes met Shi Lingzi's, and his heart was full of vigilance.

He knew very well that Shi Lingzi's law of hearing and desire had reached an astonishing level. In the entire Harmony Sect, except for Yue Lingzi and the mysterious suzerain, no one was his opponent.

Even if it is Yue Lingzi, I am afraid that it is only a brother-in-law.

If you compare it with the Appetite City's system, then Shi Lingzi should be at the level of the Gluttonous Eater. Although Wang Baole's Appetite Law is strong, he knows that once he makes a move, if he cannot kill the opponent in an instant, his identity will be exposed.

Although I have changed my appearance and changed my clothes, being able to enter the dark night of the Law of Listening Desire will also cause some trouble for myself. After all, this is a fight with a strong man of the Law of Listening Desire, not other ordinary monks.

And the most important thing is that the dawn is approaching, and it will be very difficult for Wang Baole to kill the opponent in an instant.

Therefore, this encounter was beyond Wang Baole's expectation, and it also made him have no idea of ​​making a move. So at this moment, under Shi Lingzi's oppressive eyes, Wang Baole chose to retreat.

If there is no fight, he still doesn't want to fight the opponent at this time.

But the moment Wang Baole stepped back, Shi Lingzi, who was on the sixth scarlet sedan chair, suddenly spoke.

"It's not enough to smear the sedan chair with blood. Since you came with the sedan chair, why don't you send some blood, it will save me a lot of energy." Shi Lingzi looked at Wang Baole as if he were looking at a dead person.

To him, the identity of the person in front of him is not important. No matter which sect's cultivator, if he meets himself who maintains the blood-colored sedan chair formation, it's okay to avoid it if he is far away. He has the power of life and death.

This is the rule set among the three sects of Tingyu City and all Taoists.

The scarlet sedan chair suppressed Xizhu in it, he naturally knew about this matter, in fact, the three sects and six Taoists all knew about this matter, and they also knew that it was the master who listened to the desire to refine and suppress it himself, and they were the ones who maintained the formation. The six Taoists of the three major sects take turns.

If they want to suppress Xizhu for a long time, they need regular inspection and maintenance in rotation, smeared with blood, so that the six bridal sedan chairs always maintain a bright red color.

But this time, it was him who was on rotation. Originally, he was very reluctant to sacrifice his own blood to him who was about to break through. At this moment, he actually met a person who followed, who seemed to have other purposes and concealed his identity. Of course he won't let it go easily.

So at the moment when the words were spoken, as he waved his hand, there was music and music floating out. This music was full of murderous intentions. The moment it was released, it distorted the surrounding night and night, and the heaven and the earth seemed to be in the midst of fluctuations in all directions. This moment is affected and changed.

And the music of the Hexian sect has lyrics, but at Shi Lingzi's level, his words are equivalent to the lyrics, and the reverberation of his voice is perfectly integrated with the music, forming countless echoes around him , like an accompaniment, forming a storm, rushing toward Wang Baole.

Even as it approached, a weapon seemed to emerge from the storm. The shape of this weapon was like a long sword.

As for Qu Le, at this moment, like the sound of a sword, while killing and attacking, it also contained a strong meaning of chanting the sword.

"This song is called Yongjian."

Almost at the moment when the long sword was formed, Wang Baole's face was serious. Compared with the other party, the melody of the Hengqin sect monk who was beheaded by him was as insignificant as a firefly. It is complete and has formed its own style.

When the killing power erupted, the storm rolled directly towards Wang Baole, and the Qule sword formed within it also directly pierced Wang Baole's chest. The speed of all this was too fast, Wang Baole's body was shaken and he suddenly backed away, his clothes were broken, The law of gluttony in his body quickly diffused in his body and then dissipated in an instant. While resisting the sword, his body personality also assisted in counteracting it.

That's why he didn't suffer too much injury during this retreat. Instead, he accelerated his retreat with the help of this impact, and the sky... At this moment, it also began to turn pale.

Seeing that the dawn is coming, and Wang Baole's appetite law, because the release and sealing are too fast, Shi Lingzi didn't notice it too carefully, but seeing Wang Baole actually holding his own sword, Shi Lingzi still sighed lightly. With a sound, a strange light appeared in his eyes.

"It's interesting." As he said that, he waved his hand again, and the song of chanting the sword suddenly echoed, and the second song was accompanied by it, without any conflict with each other, and the killing of this second song was even more astonishing , and even formed the appearance of a long knife.

"Second song, Ode to the Sword!"

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and as he stepped back, he finally understood what is the movement of the law of listening and desire!

The movement in the law of listening desire is composed of multiple complete pieces of music. Although these pieces of music are different, they contain the same meaning. That's why after the composition of the movement, with the appearance of one after another, the powerful It will also reach an earth-shattering level.

"This is my direction!" Wang Baole's eyes were bright, noticing that the sky was turning white, and the night had begun to dissipate. With a thought, he decided to create some fog for the other party to conceal his identity, and at the same time verify his own. Music.

So at this moment, while retreating, he waved his hands, releasing the melody called freedom composed of dozens of ancient organ sounds.

"Hengqin sect?" Almost at the moment when the ancient melody appeared, Shi Lingzi noticed it immediately, a look of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, he left the bloody sedan chair and walked towards Wang Baole, when the melody of the chanting knife came out loudly The explosion, and the ancient melody emitted by Wang Baole, invisibly touched together.

In Song Dao's song and music, Wang Baole's ancient melody is extremely fragile, and almost in the blink of an eye, it is fragmented and out of tune. This scene makes Wang Baole's complexion ugly, and Lingzi's words next make his complexion even more gloomy .

"A mere Fanyin, dare to use it to make a fool of yourself?"

During the speech, Shi Lingzi stepped forward, waving the Chanting Sword and Chanting Saber in his hands. These two complete pieces of music blended with each other to form a larger-scale storm, which was about to envelop Wang Baole, as if the sword wanted to shatter his body and spirit. off.

Although the sky is white and the night is beginning to dissipate, under the movement of Shi Lingzi, it seems that the dissipation of this area is also affected.

It seemed to be a crisis, but Wang Baole didn't feel that there was a danger of life and death. On the contrary, it was the other party's disdain and words for his melody, which made him feel like his dream was being trampled on. angry.

"Fan Yin, I'll let you see what Fan Yin is!" Wang Baole was furious, and during the strokes, the notes formed by the superposition of more than 3,000 runes in his body... played.

puff!

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