Chapter 840: Almost twisted air

Xue Yilan sat beside Xue Yimo and watched her play without saying a word, but she seemed crazy ...
"Ding Ding 咚咚 ..." As soon as Xue Yimo's piano sound broke through the opponent's line of protection, the other party's camp suddenly sounded.
The sound of the piano is like a spring on a gold top, like the golden flower flying down from the sky when the Buddha talked about the scripture. A few sounds of the piano dissipated the dark clouds in the sky and let the sun in the sky come out to illuminate the surroundings.
Xueyi Mo's face changed greatly! Suddenly he looked up and looked at the opponent's camp.
She saw a in white sitting on a soft cloud, a guqin on her knees, and her eyes were playing. Tianfeng aroused the wide white robe on his body and let him dye it with the blood of this bone. It became the only bright color on the battlefield.
If there was a storm in Xue Yimo's eyes, she looked at the deity in white, the wider the eyes, the slower the action of playing the piano.
She searched him for hundreds of years, but did not expect to see him again here.
I didn't expect to stand in the hostile camp with him ...
She said that the sound of the lower harp was a little chaotic, but the other's harp was attacking. The waves were like waves.
That pale piano sound light wave and her blue sound sound light wave entangled in the air ...
The blue light wave was obviously lost, and it was gradually defeated, and was slowly suppressed ...
"Mo Mo! Be careful!" Xue Yilan was so anxious that she immediately played the piano in her arms.
For one thing, his skill is really not enough. He didn't specialize in piano music. For another, the piano in his arms was not an ancient fetish, and he couldn't compete with the other party at all ...
After a few moments, his face turned pale and a spit of blood spurted out.
Seeing him vomiting blood, Xueyi Mo woke up like a dream! Some confused thoughts were immediately pulled back.
Immediately she refocused, her fingers fluttering and she drew on Xuan Boqin.
The blue light and sound of the blue piano suddenly doubled again, and it collided with the pale white piano sound to resist ...
Ning Xuemo did not expect that the two musical instruments could be so fierce. Whether it is the Xiuxian sect or the demon cult, they are desperately resisting each other's piano sounds, and from time to time someone is unable to resist and turns to fly ash on the spot ...
With the sound of the piano trembling, the white clouds in the sky were flying like crazy, and the air was almost distorted.
Countless dead branches and large stones and clods of leaves were stirred up by the sound of the piano, but were stirred in the air by invisible forces and turned into nothing ...
Probably because of full power, Xue Yimo's black hair, like being blown by the wind, flew up with her robe.
She pursed her lips tightly, and never retreated under the overwhelming power of the other's piano.
There was always a thrill of fighting in her silent eyes, and she kept staring at the man in the enemy camp outside without blinking.
She obviously did her best, and the tearing notes she played made Xue Yilan around him a little uncomfortable, and his face was whiter than her.
And the other side ... The man in white has been sitting on the cloud, moving smoothly, without seeing any stagnation, just like strolling in the court.
After stalemate with Xueyi Moqin for four or five minutes, his eyebrows suddenly moved, and a pair of eyes looked at the sedan chair over here!
Xueyi Mo was also looking at him, the eyes of the two seemed to meet in the air ...
In fact, this is the illusion of Xue Yimo, her sedan is specially made. The sedan was surrounded by enchantments, and the heavy car curtain cut off all sight. She could see him through the special way in the sedan chair, but he couldn't see Xueyi Mo ...