Chapter 2287 Saint-level Yuanshen
Wang Teng actually fell from the Yellow River, which really surprised Mr. Wuque.
He originally thought that a humble ant like Wang Teng would not give him any surprises.
Now it undoubtedly made him look at him with admiration.
"The Nine-bend Yellow River Falls?"
Su Long's face also changed drastically, and he smelled a powerful aura and rushed towards him. He was like a leaf facing a stormy wave. If he lost, he would be washed away instantly and would be doomed.
Then he gritted his teeth hard and sneered: "Wang Teng, so what if you have the Nine-Curve Yellow River Falls? Your piano skills are not as deep as mine. Even if you have the powerful piano skills, you will have many flaws. It is not so easy to hurt me."
You must never let Wang Teng hit this blow, otherwise he will definitely lose.
"Display it for me!"
At that moment, he played an extremely rapid sound of the piano on the Longhua piano, like a sharp needle that turned into a storm and storm, sweeping towards Wang Teng.
In this case, Wang Teng's mind seemed to be greatly disturbed. When playing the second song of the Nine Songs of the Yellow River, his movements were a little unfamiliar, and the vast battlefield was gradually showing signs of disorder, which seemed to be about to collapse.
"not good!"
Zi Yue, Qiangwei and others all had their pretty faces changed drastically.
Wang Teng's piano skills are not proficient enough. Sulong interferes with Wang Teng's movements, and his vision is indeed very toxic.
If Wang Teng can't solve it, it might be possible. If the attack collapses, he will surely die.
The only thing he could threaten Sulong was the fall of the Nine-Bend Yellow River.
Zhu Lingxin couldn't help but sigh softly. Although Wang Teng had powerful piano skills, it would be difficult to defeat Su Long.
This is like a warrior, who has powerful combat skills and is very different from a master's level, so it is not easy to win.
The latter can completely put pressure on him at a strong level so that he can't even use his combat skills.
Wang Teng is facing this situation now.
If Wang Teng does not solve this problem, there will be big trouble.
"Hahahaha, Wang Teng, what else do you have to say?"
Sulong couldn't help laughing and said Shu Chang.
He saw that Wang Teng had fallen into a desperate situation and became a solution to the other party and resolve the fall of the Nine-Bend Yellow River. He felt a sense of accomplishment.
Wang Teng frowned and did not speak. The sound of the other party's piano greatly disturbed his mind, making him very uncomfortable.
Even if he played the nine songs of the Yellow River, he could not perform normally.
If this continues, he will indeed lose.
However, he was not too frustrated, because these sonic attacks were not without methods to resolve them.
"The power of the soul, come out!"
At this moment, his mind mobilized the power of the soul in his mind, and almost did his best to make the power of the soul begin to roar outward. Then, the power of the soul formed a brilliant light shield around his body, blocking the impact of the sound wave "fine needles".
However, this was a bit difficult for him.
After all, the sound wave is too powerful, even with his current power of the soul, it is not easy to compete.
After a while, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.
The only good thing is that in this way, he finally resisted the sound wave attack of 80% Sulong, allowing his nine-curve Yellow River to continue playing.
"The power of the soul, this is the holy level soul!"
Wow! Many people were surprised.
Cultivating one's body and training one's soul are two completely different ways.
Most of the current practitioners have the most important level of cultivation, and their souls are not very strong.
Wang Teng came out of a small galaxy and had the ability to compete with the geniuses in the Ten Thousand Systems Competition of the God Realm. He never thought that there would be a holy-level soul! Even in the God Realm, it was rare and rare.
Almost all of them are famous alchemists, formation masters, etc., with respect for their status.
Wang Teng works both ways and has such achievements. How can it not be surprising?
"Holy level soul?"
Sulong's face couldn't help but look ugly. His sound waves, as ordinary practitioners, have a powerful interference effect, but those with extraordinary power of the soul will have a certain restraint on it.
He didn't expect that Wang Teng's soul would be so high.
Although it has not reached the level of complete restraint, the interference of his sound waves on Wang Teng will be minimized.
This made him feel a huge chill and he realized that something was wrong.
The nine-curve Yellow River falls, its power is earth-shaking. If it really plays it, what's wrong?
He will definitely lose.
"Damn it, let me get rid of it."
Then, he gritted his teeth hard, unwilling to lose in Wang Teng's hands, his fingers were on the strings, and his playing speed was getting faster and faster, like lightning, roaring and continuous.
He almost reached the peak of his piano skills that he could use, hoping to destroy Wang Teng's soul power.
Otherwise, if the nine-curve Yellow River falls and falls, he will be doomed.
"it's useless."
However, Wang Teng sneered, with bloodshot eyes.
The holy level soul is very different from the ordinary soul.
At least, it will not be broken in a short period of time.
"The Nine-Curve Yellow River Falls, the Two-Curve Heavenly Soldiers Appear, Kill me!"
Finally, Wang Teng shouted loudly, and the sound of the nine-curve Yellow River falling piano in his hand continued to play, and it sounded with a clang, as if thousands of killing swords were trembling.
Roar! In the air, the vast battlefield is clearer and more magnificent, like an unstoppable tsunami that is about to submerge Sulong.
"No..." Su Long roared, his face turned pale. Under this blow, he noticed the unstoppable smell.
If it really comes, he might die directly and be removed from the world.
This momentum is too grand.
Rumble! As a result, as everyone expected, the magnificent sound waves came and there was nothing to stop them. Sulong collapsed directly, his body turned into shatters, and was torn into pieces! As the sound of the piano passed, the entire courtyard was rumbling, as if it was about to collapse.
It lasted for a few minutes before the sound of the piano disappeared.
Only then did the world calm down.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief and were still scared.
The sound of the piano is really amazing. Although it does not directly affect them, it feels very uncomfortable. It is only much more comfortable now.
"Sulong is dead?"
Everyone was shocked and exclaimed again.
The top thirty geniuses in the list of ones died in front of them, which was so exciting.
Zhu Lingxin couldn't help but shake her head. Wang Teng's combat power was too strong, and even she underestimated her.
The other party is even more extraordinary than everyone imagines.
"Is there anyone who is not convinced and wants to discuss piano skills with me?"
After Wang Teng killed Su Long, his face calmed down, looked around and said with a faint smile.
He just sat cross-legged in the air, the flowing piano glowing, making him look like a Qin emperor, with a transcendent style.
Chapter completed!