The collision between the pot and the spoon did not create sparks, but a crisp and playful sound.

No one expected that Bu Fang would choose this way to fight against Langgu Marquis.

In fact, among the three marquises, Langgu Marquis is the weirdest, of course, not because of his fake lady's personality.

But because of his rattle.

He is a soul drummer.

The rattle sways, and the drumsticks tied to the drum body hit the drum surface, which will make the rattle radiate sound waves.

This kind of sound wave not only acts on the surface, but can cause the stars to collapse and the starry sky to collapse.

The most important thing is that this sound wave will act on the human soul and make the soul fall into chaos.

So it is called the soul drummer.

The murderous methods of Langgu Marquis invisibly made many people frightened.

However……

Now, the strong men in City B have seen a scene that stunned them.

The chef, facing the rattle of the Marquis of Langdun... he did not choose to retreat and chose to resist...

Like the Marquis of Langgu, he took out the pot and spoon, and beat the sound waves shaking away...

He actually suppressed the sound of the drums of the Marquis of Langgu!

This cook... isn't he a soul gong player?

The pot is a gong, and the spoon is a hammer?

Soul gong player faces the soul drummer?

How to fight? How to win or lose?

For a moment, everyone present was a little confused and inexplicably felt a little funny.

"Huh... it's interesting! This little chef can still break the sound of sister's drums like this."

Langgu Marquis pinched the orchid fingers with his hands, narrowed his eyes slightly, as if there was a little evil spirit.

It's like a chess match, and it's inexplicably interested.

Since that's the case, my sister will play with you.

Marquis Langgu stuck out his tongue and licked his red lips.

Marquis Moti, who was leaning on a blood knife, glanced at Marquis Langdang, and felt a little disgusted.

However, she looked at Bu Fang, looking forward to this unique confrontation.

Pot and drum?

Who can be better?

Bu Fang, possessed by Qilin, was very excited to knock on the pot.

Holding the Qitian Spoon, every time you hit, it hits the center of the Xuanwu pot, forming a rhythmic sound wave.

The latter seems to be getting more and more excited, and even forms a rhythm of ups and downs.

boom!

suddenly.

The Marquis on the opposite side fought back.

His eyes froze, and the rattle flicked violently.

The drums became more and more intense, and the resounding speed became faster and faster!

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!

The dense drum beats regained control of the field. Every time it resounded, it seemed to fall on people's hearts, making people feel inexplicably jumped and inexplicably worried.

This feeling is extremely strange!

Many strong people who are less than the level of the Great Dao Saint vomit blood and fly backwards. It is useless for them to cover their ears.

Blood flows through my mouth and nose, and I feel like my soul is about to be torn apart.

Even the strong man at the level of the Great Dao Saint is also pale in his face, forcibly stabilizing his soul and not being affected by the drum beats.

Marquis Langgu smiled, raised his little finger, stretched out his index finger, and pointed straight at the square step.

"Little chef, you can see that my sister is so powerful."

Purple hair is square, and the hair is fluttering.

The sound of Qi Tianshao hitting Xuanwu pot was covered, which made him raise his eyebrows slightly.

The next moment, my hand shook.

Qi Tianshao rotated on his wrist for a week and finally gathered his strength.

Knocked and smashed down.

Duang!!!

A roar, like a thunder blew, the entire Yicheng District seemed to be suddenly vibrating at this moment.

A bang...

In City B, cracks appeared directly on many buildings.

Some strong men coughed up blood and flew backwards, and howled and knelt on the ground.

The face of Langgu Marquis also changed.

His rattle was impacted by this sound wave and flew backwards.

A crack even appeared on the drum surface...

"Are you still here? I can knock it louder..."

Purple hair step, with an evil smile.

Come on, your sister!

Marquis Langgu's face turned black, he glanced at the cracks on his drum's face, and his heart was bleeding.

I don't know how much time it takes to repair this crack...

In the sea of ​​spirit.

Bu Fang's mouth also twitched violently.

If you can still play like this, you seem to have discovered an incredible secret of the chef's God's suit.

Xuanwu hurts...

"Isn't it really a Xuanwu pot? What should I do if it is broken?"

Xuanwu has deep resentment, and it is obvious that he has been knocked like this before.

Perhaps, only the pot and the spoon can collide to create this intriguing spark.

Zifabu Fang holds a spoon in one hand and a pot in one hand.

There is no doubt that he crushed everything and gained an absolute advantage.

The Marquis of Langgu put away the rattle.

His face turned pale.

"Little Moti, sister, I'm angry..."

The Marquis of Langgu.

Marquis Moti narrowed his eyes and said, "Go together and kill him."

"I originally wanted to send him euthanasia with the sound of drums, but now... sister, I'm angry and want to tear you apart completely!"

The Marquis of Langgu.

His voice, as he spoke, became more and more rough from his original sissy.

In the end, it was hoarse and thunderous like a ferocious beast.

The slim and enchanting figure of the Marquis of Langgu suddenly surged in an instant...

The clothes on his body were torn apart and gradually turned into a hideous giant ape!

The breath was extremely terrifying, and the hideous and sharp teeth burst out with a cold light!

Demon ape!

This is a terrifying monster at the level of Chaos Saint!

No one could have imagined that when this demon ape was in human form, he became so feminine, but when he turned around, he became so fierce and irritable.

Marquis Moti's eyes narrowed.
To be continued...