Chapter 61: Fiddle

Yun Lan also pulled his sword out of the sheath, the tip of the sword was clear and cold, as if the cold air above the snow-capped mountains.
The one suspected to be Cangyu, he didn't have to pull his sword.
The top of the mountain was already cold. At this time, the sun was blocked, like the night, the wind was violent, and it was chilling.
Lin Shu looked at the sky.
Wait for the thick clouds to get darker, like when you want to drip thick ink--
A white light opened the sky, causing a momentary glance.
Lin Shu silently counted seconds in his heart.
three.
two.
One.
The cat gave a shudder.
The thunder suddenly burst into deafness, and the whole mountain even shook slightly.
Lin Shuzhang played three times in a row, his spirits fluttered, he protected the cat, and then he continued to "Unlimited Clouds" to help the three people facing Tianlei gather their hearts.
I saw a thick purple-black sky thunder above Gao Tian, ​​chopping straight down here!
As if everything was slowing down, between the heavens and the earth, there was only a giant thunder of unmatched power.
How do you prove to the Tao that cultivation has been accomplished, the sword heart is clear, and the avenue has been verified?
Only with the extraordinary martial arts practice, to block nine roads containing the true meaning of heaven and earth!
Lin Shu shook his head, almost thinking he was back a few months ago.
He went back to seeing the sword rising to the sky, hunting down his sleeves.
The surging sword rushed into the sky and collided with the thunderbolt in mid-air!
Just this, Lin Shu can already see that his cousin's cultivation is probably on par with Xiao Shao.
The world was silent, and after a brief moment, Tianlei slowly pressed down.
Ling Xiao bounced up, her figure was shocked, and she was a knife.
After the huge thunder blast, the purple thunder calmed in the air for a while and then slowly dissipated.
The group of disciples gathered in front of the temple didn't matter which school he came from, just applaud: "Brother is a good knife!"
The cat was not so shivering too much, it seemed quite sensible.
Lin Shuqin's voice gradually lowered, and then became continuous and clear.
After all, Ling Xiao is not going through the robbery period. He resists the thunderous power. Even if it is not obvious on the surface, there will be dark injuries. Therefore, while the second thunderbolt has not come down, he will replace it with a healing song. I hope it will work.
After the half-pillar incense time, a depressed dull thunder came from the sky.
Second!
Nine sky thunder, one is better than the other.
Yun Lan's vertical sword pointed at the sky and wiped the sword's edge. With his movement, Qingguang's sharp rise suddenly, it was a sword.
I saw that under the thunder, the sword light was like snow, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal. He picked up the light body and jumped into the air, and faced and retreated with Tian Lei. The sword was extremely fast and stable. At the moment when Tian Lei was about to press on the crowd, the sword was steep and pierced towards Zi Lei!
Under the thunder, the human body seemed extremely small, but the immortal Tao practiced for many years, and with a small body, it had the power of sword against heaven and earth.
Purple Thunder, which was consumed most of the time, dissipated under that sword.
The disciples onlookers continued to applaud: "Brother is a good sword!"
The young man said, "Two brothers, you and Tian Lei are far better than me, but when it comes to defense, I'm the best at it."
Ling Xiao said: "Wait and wait."
The dark clouds rolled, the thunder thundered, and the third thunder came suddenly.
Instead of a sword, he inserted a black epee into the ground!
The thick spiritual power is centered on the epee, and the ripples are generally stirred up, then abruptly closed, and turned upwards, forming a circular spiritual cover that just protects four people and one cat. The mysterious flowing mystery is extremely intangible, but it feels like copper cast iron and cannot be destroyed.
Lin Shu confirmed that this boy is Cangyu!
On that day, Cang Ling showed such a magnificent style in his discussion with Xiao Shao, with profound spiritual control of the mysterious.
Cangyu held the sword handle in both hands, her eyes closed tightly, and her whole body was rising steadily, and that spiritual power hood became more solid.
Purple Thunder slashed straight at them!
The black cat yanked sharply, tightening Lin Shu's neck tighter, almost preventing him from breathing.
Facing Jiuxiao Purple Thunder, who was almost in front of him, Lin Shu closed his eyes instinctively.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Nothing happened.
The black cat "meowed" happily.
He opened his eyes and saw Cangyu grinning, holding his epee, even though his face was pale.
Most of the spiritual barrier was destroyed by the thunder, leaving only a thin layer. However, after all, it successfully resisted the third thunder that was stronger than the first two!
The disciples over there continued to applaud: "Master Shi has good mana!"
It's so strange that Cang's face is too small, so anyone wants to call his brother.
After a brief silence, the sky continued to thunder.
The first three thunderstorms did get off smoothly, but the power of the later thunderstorms increased exponentially.
Yun Lan said: "You and I join forces."
Ling Xiao and Cang Ling have no objection.
Ling Xiao and Yun Lan are good at confronting Tian Lei and consuming its power, while Cang Ling is better than defensive. The cooperation of the three people really blocked three Thunder.
The disciples who watched did not know how to boast, and the applause was replaced by a unified one: "Okay!"
If I only listened to the sound, I thought that Mr. Storytelling in the teahouse had spoken a wonderful clip, which attracted a lot of enthusiasts.
However, Lin Shu started to play offensive or auxiliary songs from the beginning.
He was frantically healing the three men.
No matter how talented they are, and how they can be tough, they can't hide the fact that they are still in their infancy, which is a big difference between crossing over and robbery.
Or not.
The injuries that Qin Sheng could heal were far less than the injuries they had under the thunder.
The seventh thunderbolt slowly dissipated.
Cangyu spit out a large mouthful of blood, as golden as paper, holding the epee to barely fall.
Yun Lan's hand holding the sword was also trembling slightly, apparently the spiritual power was overdrawn.
As for Ling Xiao, Lin Shu couldn't see it.
But the people of the Phoenix family have always been fierce towards themselves, so Lin Shu suspected that he had also suffered the same serious injuries, but he covered up better.
It is impossible for the three seriously injured in this way to survive the next two thunderstorms.
In this case, they can pull away, but no one wants to give up if the gentleman promises nothing.
The disciples onlookers did not applaud this time, but looked at the four people in the center silently.
In silence, a disciple of Yuan Yingxiu stepped forward and stood with them.
the second.
The third.
Then, Jin Danqi's disciples stepped forward.
Twenty-three people on the top of the mountain have stood under the thunder.
When the eighth track came down, all the disciples exhausted all their strengths, all kinds of spiritual powers were intertwined, and they blocked the eighth thunder mine together!
However, the thunder of the thunder, how can they tolerate these low-level disciples.
No one was intact and all were seriously injured.
Ling Xiao wiped off the blood on the corners of her lips and said lightly, "You spread out."
The disciples also knew that with their own strength, when the next thunder fell, it was the day of death, and they retreated silently.
Then he said to Cangliao: "You go too."
Cangyu gave him a deep look and nodded.
Under the sky, only Ling Xiao and Yun Lan remained.
Lin Shu listened to the sound of thunder from the sky, felt the terrible coercion between heaven and earth, felt very disturbed, and shouted his name: "Ling Xiao ..."
Ling Xiao turned her head and smiled at him: "I'm fine."
Lin Shu pursed his lips.
Ling Xiao asked, "Are you all right?"
With such a high-intensity playing, there is no device for finger protection in a hurry, Lin Shu's fingers have already become red and tingling slightly.
He knew that this was negligible compared to the internal injuries suffered by those who opposed Sky Thunder.
Lin Shudao: "It's all right, you ..."
Ling Xiao gently stroked the blade with his left hand and said, "Relax."
Lin Shu said "um", still a little upset.
However, he thought that although the time spent with him was extremely short, his cousin's character was beyond reproach and he was a true gentleman. If he did not have a complete grasp of the thunderstorm, he would certainly not leave Yun Lan with him and die. Let yourself stay nearby too.
Therefore, if Ling Xiao does this, he is sure that he will not die, and neither will others.
Thinking of it this way, the sound of the piano finally returned to peace.
Ling Xiao said: "It sounds good."
Lin Shu hasn't heard others praise himself for many years, and he fluttered his heart, accidentally playing the wrong tune.
Xiao Ling looked at him and smiled slightly.
A thunder blasted in the sky, more powerful than all the previous thunderstorms.
Yun Lan coughed.
The author has something to say: Brother Jianxiu: Love is affectionate and detrimental.