Soul Emperor Martial God

"I heard that Xiao Yi Hall Master's swordsmanship is amazing, and he has a terrible record. When I saw it today, it really deserved the reputation."

"Of course, it's just now, it just made me feel a little bit stressed."

Young Master Qingshan said lightly.

Xiao Yi has taken off the ghost mask and wiped the corners of his mouth with one hand.

The sharp eyes scanned the earth that was burned by Long Yan.

The earth is desolate, with no vitality.

Such a breath, such a look, how familiar.

Xiao Yi pointed with a sword in one hand, "Leave your name."

There is no doubt that Xiao Yi has regarded this young man in Qingshan as an approved opponent.

There are not many young people who can make him recognize.

The strength of this person is by no means inferior to Beiyin Invincible, nor inferior to his Xiao Yi.

And this young Patriarch of the Eastern Family has always been low-key and rarely shows up. His name may not be a secret, but he knows very little.

At least for the secular and secluded.

Young Master Qingshan chuckled, "You have fought Beiyin invincibly, and you won."

"My name, you are qualified to know."

"East...indifferent."

"Oriental indifferent?" Xiao Yi frowned slightly when he heard the words.

Young Master Qingshan, that is, Dongfang calmly noticed Xiao Yi's expression and chuckled, "Why, but do you think the name is very vulgar?"

"It's vulgar." Xiao Yi nodded slightly, "The name seems to be taken from the mundane."

"You are incompatible with your identity as one of the Young Patriarchs of the Eight Ancient Sects."

"Incompatible?" Dongfang's indifferent eyes flashed a little surprise, and nodded.

"Hall Master Xiao Yi, seems to be an interesting person."

"Back then, Beiyin was invincible looking for me in a battle, full of arrogance and noise."

"Today, Palace Master Xiao Yi sought me out for a fight, but he said nothing in my mind."

Xiao Yi said nothing.

Dongfang calmly took the palm of Bai Zhe's hand slightly, "I am a member of the Eastern family, who have always been strong-tempered, without exception."

"Only I am a different kind, diametrically opposite to the tribe, and it has been the case since birth."

"Exactly, it doesn't fit in."

"The name of indifferent, although popular, but also the most suitable for me."

"The name is derived from the secular, very vulgar, but maybe..." Dongfang lightly smiled, "Hall Master Xiao Yi will soon feel that apart from this name, there is no other name in the world that can be the name of my life, Dongfang Dan. "

"Perhaps not bad." Xiao Yi said coldly.

"Oh?" Dongfang said lightly.

Xiao Yi didn't answer, but asked, "How did you know that I was invincible against Beiyin?"

Dongfang calmly raised his green shirt slightly and waved his hand slightly, "Hallmaster Xiao Yi, don't misunderstand."

"Beijing Wudi has searched for me in the future."

"I, just when Palace Master Xiao Yi took off your mysterious mask, in you, I heard the breath of Beiyin invincible, and heard the words that belonged to him."

"Listen?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Heard the breath? Heard the words?

Dongfang lightly smiled bitterly, "The battle spirit in the eyes of Palace Master Xiao Yi is much stronger than before."

Xiao Yi's eyes were sharp, and his fighting spirit was indeed amazing. "There is no fighting spirit in your eyes."

But Dongfang was indifferent, his face still light, "But that doesn't mean I won't take it seriously."

"Of course, I dare not take the challenge seriously."

"It's just that the Hall Master Xiao Yi can defeat Beiyin Invincible, but he may not be able to defeat me."

"It ended in a tie, that's it." Dongfang calmly paused, leaving behind the most indifferent but confident eight characters.

Hum...

The voice fell for a moment.

Dongfang indifferently, Bai Zhe swept the strings with his palm, "Same sentence, end the battle as soon as possible, and return me clean."

The sound of the piano is instantly curled up.

"This piano is called ‘free and free’."

"It ranks among the ancient treasures, and is equal to Beiyin's invincible black and white emperor halberd."

Wow...

Surrounded by the sound of the piano, Dongfang Danran concentrated his soul power behind him, and then eight rays of light appeared.

"This is my martial soul, the Promise Eight Music."

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, "The development of Wuhun is more than 70%, close to 80%."

The eight rays of light, like strings, are arranged tangentially.

The first seven paths are all exuding golden light that is neither strong nor weak.

The eighth way, the same golden light, but extremely thin, almost invisible to the naked eye.

"Promise Eight Music?" Xiao Yi frowned more tightly.

In his eyes, he couldn't even recognize what this Martial Soul was.

He even hadn't heard of the name Wuji Bayin.

"Let's fight." Xiao Yi didn't say much, but the intent to fight in his eyes was far longer than before.

Qiang...The Purple Lightning Sword came out quickly.

Dongfang Dan's face was not afraid, but his face was still light, and his hands touched the piano again.

The curled piano sound once again floods the world.

Within the sound of the piano, Dongfang's indifferent words slowly spread.

"Since the beginning of heaven and earth, there have been eight sounds of heaven and earth that tremble the continent."

Cang...

At this moment, the Purple Lightning Excalibur arrived in an instant, with sharp sword intent.

Dongfang Danran pressed his fingers on the strings, and the sound of the piano screamed.

The Purple Lightning Sword was forcibly blocked by this invisible piano sound. It was only a few inches away from the piano body table, but it couldn't get into it anymore.

The sound of the piano screamed and desolate.

Dongfang's indifferent words still spoke slowly.

"The first way is when the ten wild beasts ravaged the world, the Yanlong erupted with a dragon flame, swept the earth, and the ten wild beasts were wiped out.

"However, no one knows that before Yanlong erupted that terrible dragon flame that swept the earth, there was a sound of dragons."

"This is the first voice of heaven and earth, the voice of Yanlong."

Hum...

At this time, the ancient majestic roar reappeared in the sound of the trembling piano, and within the sound of the piano, Long Yan burst out instantly.

The eruption was still the same as before, sweeping the earth, and Long Yan spread all the way.

Xiao Yi's purple electric sword was forced to retreat continuously.

Long Yan whistling, under this sound like a longine, and like a roaring fire wave, along the way, the earth is hot and desolate.

Xiao Yi stepped back, the sword in his hand was like a dance.

The fire beast in the body was instantly touched.

Boom... On the sword body, a wave of dragon flame condensed.

"Long Yan? I have it too." Xiao Yi yelled violently, and the sword and fire merged.

With a sword, once again the sword divides the dragon flame.

With a straight sword, the force passed along the way was like a broken bamboo, and the dragon flame continued to collapse.

If the piano sound dragon flame is ancient and desolate, primitive; then Xiao Yi's sword dragon flame is fierce and unimpeded.

"Awesome." Dongfang calmly stroked the piano and nodded slightly, looking at the purple electric dragon flames coming like a broken bamboo, but he was not afraid.

Hum...

The desolation and scorching heat above the sound of the piano are instantly gone.

Instead, it is extended and moist.

The sound of the piano fills the world, and the world seems to have become an abyss of the sea.

A sound of the piano lingered around Xiao Yi, gathering around the sword edge of the Purple Lightning Sword.

The sound of the piano is densely packed like icy ocean currents.

Xiao Yi's body is instantly like a vast sea, his steps are heavy, and his momentum is like a broken bamboo.

A dense and icy ocean current vortex, densely surrounding.

The dragon flame on the sword was continuously poured out by the coldness in it, and then swallowed by the ferocious vortex.

"You are also great." Xiao Yi squinted his eyes.

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