"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Wang Zhu plucked the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano instantly sounded into the hearts of all practitioners. The breeze was originally blowing around, and the wind suddenly stopped.

"The piano sound is quiet!" Meng Rongrong said in a deep voice.

While speaking, Meng Rongrong also reached out to take out a red guqin, with one end of the guqin, as if a phoenix head was carved.

Meng Rongrong sat down gently, put the guqin on her knees, and made a move on her hand.

"Dingdingdingdingdingding..."

Just a random wave, a strong wind suddenly blew from Meng Rongrong, and the strong wind was so strong that it looked like the surging river, rolling away when Meng Rongrong plucked the piano.

"Hmm?" Wang Zhu's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Master!" Wang Zhu said in surprise.

Wang Zhu also plucked the strings in his hand quickly.

"Boom!"

A strong wind suddenly hangs in front of Wang Zhu, just like the effect that Meng Rongrong moves. The extreme overlap of the storm is like a rushing river when Wang Zhu waves his hand, and it is like a rushing river rolling away.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Meng Rongrong and Wang Zhu kept plucking the strings, and their eyes were filled with solemnity.

The two powerful storms are like the punishment of the doomsday. Wherever they pass, gravel flies, and even the small hills separated by the center are immediately swept up by the storm.

The two masters of piano and trajectory showdown, the mainstream burst out like a river rushing, rolling away! Some after the waves rolled up ten tornados and rolled in all directions.

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"...

Thousands of cultivators who were watching were tilted by the strong wind, and retreated toward the rear again and again.

Even if you stand behind Meng Rongrong, you can feel the chaotic wind.

"The sound of the piano? What a violent sound of the piano!" Yan Chuan looked at Meng Rongrong in surprise in the storm.

"Meow?"

"What? What did you say?" Dongfeng Zhengsai shouted on the side.

The strong wind was too strong and the wind burst, and Yan Chuan's voice was hard to hear.

"Yan Chuan, let's retreat, let's retreat!" Dongfang Zhengshou roared so that the sound could be conveyed.

Yan Chuan shook his head.

"Then I'm going!" Dongfang roared and ran away as the first one ran away.

Several scholars on the side were full of contempt. This is a confrontation between Julu Academy and others, and they challenge others. As a great scholar in Julu Academy, you didn’t want you to fight, so you still ran away?

Yan Chuan looked at the center of the field.

Two mainstream storms in the shape of a river collided with each other. Although the two storms were huge, their speed was not fast.

In the past, Yan Chuan only saw stacks of sound waves. This was a pure sound river. None of the two powerful men kept their hands, and the sound river collided and left.

Before the two sound rivers were touched, a vacuum vortex formed in the center, like a wind tunnel, rotating violently.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Meng Rongrong's hand was twitching faster and faster. Two sound rivers finally collided.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A large number of mountains and rivers around him exploded under the Yin River, and the cultivators who were originally hiding aside retreated again and again.

"ah!"

"Help!"

"Oh my goodness!"

Onlookers who were blown away everywhere.

The Yin River is extremely majestic. In the center where the two Yin Rivers collided, a huge vortex suddenly appeared.

"Boom!"

The vortex rotates very slowly, but it carries the same powerful force on both sides.

"Yin Pierce the Void?" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

"Meow!" Meow Meow grabbed Yan Chuan's shoulder and struggled.

"call!"

Meow meow turned into Yan Chuan's arms, hid in his arms, revealing a pair of big eyes to secretly look at the magnificent scene.

"Dingding Dingding Dingding………………!” Meng Rongrong waved the strings violently in her hand.

In the center of Yinhe River, a huge whirlpool was roaring and slowly advancing towards Wang Zhu.

The speed is not fast, but just this advancement shows the advantage Meng Rongrong has at this moment.

Opposite, Wang Zhu's face looked ugly.

"Meng Yatou? Your piano trajectory is growing so fast? Your father is not as strong as you!" Wang Zhu said with an ugly face.

Meng Rongrong kept plucking the piano and ignored her.

"Boom!"

The huge vortex was advancing towards Wang Zhu little by little. Wang Zhu's defeat was already revealed, as if he was struggling.

A lot of sweat came out of Meng Rongrong's forehead, which was obviously very difficult.

"It's so terrifying. Even if I go in, I might be strangled soon!" Qinglong, who was standing on the side, exclaimed.

Sweat wet Meng Rongrong's cheeks, and also wet Wang Zhu's cheeks.

A vicious flashed in Wang Zhu's eyes and she gritted her teeth.

"Meng Yat-tung, I'm sorry for the great cause of the Lord!" Wang Zhu said coldly in her eyes.

"Buzz!"

Eight black lights rolled towards the opposite side along the huge Yin River.

The black light is very secret, like a thin needle, shuttled through the Yin River and sank quickly into the Yin River, making people unable to notice it at all.

"Boom!"

The huge whirlpool in the center continued to push towards Wang Zhu. Meng Rongrong took advantage of the momentum to chase the piano, and the strings in her hand were plucking faster and faster. It seemed like a pair of hands appeared on the strings in an instant, with four hands constantly playing the piano.

"What a fast speed!" Yan Chuan exclaimed.

It’s not that there are more hands, but that the speed is too fast, which makes people visually different.

"Dingding Dingding Dingding..." Meng Rongrong seemed to have not vented like this for a long time, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while.

I only know how to increase the sound power and enhance the power of the sound river.

Nothing was discovered at all, not far away, eight black lights were lurking.

Under the roaring sound river, this subtle difference was impossible to find.

Meng Rongrong did not notice it, nor did a group of Confucian scholars find it, only Yan Chuan, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

It was not discovered by Yan Chuan, but the poison ivy on Yan Chuan's left wrist to warn. The poison ivy emitted a strong green light.

"Poison? And it's very poisonous? Where is it poisonous?" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

Looking at Sifang and then Meng Rongrong, Yan Chuan didn't notice it.

"Sign it!" Yan Chuan shouted.

"call out!"

A thin vine whip suddenly appeared at the birthmark of the poison ivy. The point of the vine whip was Yinhe in front of Meng Rongrong.

Yan Chuan looked closely and suddenly saw a trace of black light. The black light flashed into the Yin River and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Wang Spider? Poison?" Yan Chuan looked at Wang Spider who was still calm in his eyes in the distance in surprise.

"not good!"

The point where the poison ivy points to is getting closer and closer to Meng Rongrong.

Save? Don't you? Looking at Meng Rongrong's excited and desperate effort to play the piano, Yan Chuan hesitated for a moment, but soon, Yan Chuan's eyes became firm.

Not to mention that we will compete for the Conquest of the Gods in Julu City next time, we can’t even watch Mr. Wenruo’s sister die!

Eight black lights were getting closer and closer to Meng Rongrong, and they were about to come to Meng Rongrong.

"Go!"

Yan Chuan took a step and threw the poisoned ivy into his hand.

"call out!"

The poison ivy quickly emerged, and it slammed Meng Rongrong's body with a bang, and Yan Chuan pulled it violently.
To be continued...