People were surprised to see it.

Ye Xun is the second in the grandmaster list and a veteran grandmaster. His strength and talent are needless to say.

But with such strength, why is he still so nervous?

When Bai Ye saw this, he didn't hesitate to sacrifice all the heavenly souls and fuse them together.

"Soul Emperor?"

Ye Xun looked stunned again.

But at this moment, the man shook the strings.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He made three strokes with his fingers, and three sonorous and powerful piano sounds came out.

Before he could prepare, Du Ya spit out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and hit a big tree not far away.

"disuse."

The man closed his eyes and muttered lightly, and Du Ya immediately realized that the terrible sound of the piano no longer had any effect on him.

At this time, another figure staggered back, blood pouring from his mouth.

It's Leng Yourong.

She struggled to hold on, but it was obvious that she couldn't hold on for long. The song had just begun...

Finally, after ten breaths, Leng Yourong could no longer hold on any longer. She opened her mouth and vomited out blood. She backed away and almost fell to the ground.

"disuse."

Men read again.

Once they came up, Leng Yourong and Du Ya lost their qualifications.

And the few remaining people were not feeling well either.

Her clothes are white, her face is white, her silver teeth are biting secretly.

Yuan Du sits cross-legged on the ground, as if he is the Immovable King of Ming Dynasty.

Qiu Jiansha pressed his sword with one hand and frowned.

The most surprising thing was that the masked woman looked calm, without any sign of pain, as if she was not affected by the music at all.

Leng Yourong and Du Ya looked at each other and looked at this person.
Chapter completed!