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Chapter 1909 You are not good at it!(2/2)

The sound of the piano was heard violently, and Lin Yun opened his eyes fiercely, with endless edge hidden in his deep eyes.

"The voice of the sages!"

Everyone was shocked and their expressions changed drastically. They did not expect that Ye Qingtian actually played the sage's voice.

Moreover, the melodiousness is not inferior to his opponent at all, and he is much better than Zhou Xu who played the piano before.

Boom!

The strange phenomena in the music of the two men collided, making a violent sound, and a radius of fifty miles was filled with darkness.

Lin Yun's piano sound actually suppressed the opponent at this moment.

Nie Wushuang frowned slightly, a cold look flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that the other party was actually quite capable.

"Little tricks!"

Nie Wushuang snorted coldly, and immediately burst into the voice of the Great Sage. Cold air condensed on his fingertips, and he gradually began to act seriously.

Above Lin Yun's head, he saw dense clouds and howling winds, and the lightning condensed by the voice of the Great Sage fell directly.

Everyone's hearts suddenly trembled. Zhou Xu had been defeated by this attack before. Can Ye Qingtian block this attack?

Lin Yunsi was not afraid. His fingers quickly plucked the strings, and the sound was like a sword, gathering edge to cut off everything.

"What about the Great Sage's Voice? I know how to do it."

Lin Yun smiled, and when his bloody lightning was about to fall, he hooked his fingers sharply.

Bang!

The electric light shattered in response, like bloody fireworks, scattering in all directions.

"The Voice of the Great Sage!"

Everyone's expressions changed again, what happened to Ye Qingtian?

It’s just that he can master the sounds of the sages, but he can also master the sounds of the great sage. Could it be that he is also a musical prodigy?

"What's going on?"

Bai Shuying was also extremely surprised. She looked at Lin Yun with doubts in her eyes.

Is this still the Ye Qingtian she remembers?

But the situation on stage did not really change the outcome just because Lin Yun showed his sage voice.

The airflow gathered above Lin Yun's head continued to rage, and the bloody lightning was still swimming wildly.

Vaguely, an extremely terrifying bloody vortex was slowly taking shape.

Lin Yun seemed not to feel it, and was not disturbed by the other party's music. The sound of the music was like the wind on his body.

Those winds seem to have spirituality, dancing under the music of the piano, not violent at all and extremely gentle.

But it was this artistic conception that made Master Wushuang unable to find any flaw, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

How on earth did this guy do it?

His musical attainments, even among the top ten Kagura families, are comparable to those of truly influential figures.

At this moment, Lin Yun entered a certain state. Amidst the laughter, the sound of the piano continued like the water of a river.

The sound of his piano continued to rise, and everyone was shocked to find that Mr. Wushuang really seemed unable to suppress Ye Qingtian.

The originally shocking bloody vortex seemed to be disintegrating little by little, and the lightning became much weaker.

"The wind rises for nine days, and the clouds are drunk in all directions!"

Lin Yun laughed loudly, and the sound of the piano suddenly went wild. The momentum that had been accumulated for a long time was like a sharp sword, soaring into the sky along with the sound of the piano.

Click!

The layers of dark clouds above his head were cut through by this sword, and the sunlight fell through the cracks, turning into beams of golden light and falling on him.

His long hair was dancing wildly, his clothes were fluttering, there was a smile on his lips, and the look in his eyes was crazy.

"Nie Wushuang, your piano music is not very good." Lin Yun said with a smile: "Is it my turn to play?"

Hahaha!

Amidst the laughter, Lin Yun's piano music shattered all the dark clouds above his head, and the vast roaring storm of piano music turned into thousands of troops and horses roaring away.
Chapter completed!
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