The Smiling Tiger kills people. The more elegant the profession, the more murderous it is.

Just like a famous teacher, he teaches and educates others, is a role model for others, and is amiable. Once he gets angry, the whole world may change his color, and no one dares to stop him!

The same is true for the magic sound.

The other party used chopsticks to hit the wine glass and tableware to produce such a powerful force, which showed that her mastery of the magic sound definitely exceeded her own, and was even unimaginably high!

In the past, when I met such a strong person, I would definitely not dare to say anything. I would immediately clasp my fists and admit defeat. I would hide as far as I could, but... the provocation just now was too harsh, and the other party had already dealt a cruel blow. The sound of knocking and the

The sounds of her piano blend together perfectly, like a competition of vital energy that cannot be stopped unilaterally!

In other words, once she stops, the opponent's attack will be like a flood, and it will be impossible to stop it. At least, the magic sound that has been learned for many years will be wasted, and at worst, it will be wiped out.

, his heart jumped out of his throat, and he died on the spot!

"hateful!"

He raised his eyebrows, no longer daring to look down upon him. He played the piano with both hands and stood up. Because the true energy in his body was moving too fast, white smoke came out of his head.

"Are you going to be cruel? Well, I'll help you!"

Seeing that the music of the opponent's piano was getting louder and louder, Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes and did not move. He picked up another chopstick with his left hand and knocked it on the table in front of him.

Boom, boom, boom!

The table is made of special wood. When struck, the sound is dull, like a big drum, thick and deep.

Although only one chopstick was added, the attack power was more than doubled immediately.

puff!

Baiyinshi himself was no match. At this moment, Zhang Xuan added another voice. How could he bear it? His face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he couldn't help but hit a stone pillar in the hall.

"Retreat? Can you retreat?"

Zhang Xuan made a stroke with his chopsticks, and the plate in front of him immediately sounded like a bell and a tripod.

puff!

Blood spurted out again, Baiyinshi's true energy surged out wildly, as if someone had punched her in the chest. The huge pillar behind her could no longer hold on, and was broken by her forcefully. Smoke and dust scattered from the roof.

Down.
Chapter completed!