A small sapling that was bright green and invincible in the wind quietly appeared behind Lin Yi. Under the pressure of the Sanchong Mountain of Lanyu Xianyang Pass, the small saplings shaking constantly.

No one noticed this sapling, and unconsciously shared most of the pressure for Lin Yi.

Listening to the melodious and pleasant music of "Yangguan Sandie", Lin Yi suddenly remembered the Ten Mile Long Pavilion.

At the end of the Ten Mile Long Pavilion is Yangguan, which is where Lin Yi and Qianxue often visit.

I still remember the frost and snow in the ten-mile long pavilion, the towering Sanchong Mountain at the end of the long pavilion, and the vast ocean beside Sanchong Mountain...

Lin Yi's mind was already sensitive. A painting, a poem, or even a sentence could make him remember Qianxue.

It is no exaggeration to say that his love for Qianxue is a kind of faith, a kind of force that supports him to keep moving forward bravely!

At this moment, listening to the "Yangguan Sandistan" played by Lan Yuxian, Lin Yi felt that he was thinking about others and fell into a brief loss of consciousness. But soon, he came to his senses and began to pluck the five fingers of his right hand on the bowstring regularly.

Previously, Lin Yi randomly plucked the bowstrings, which seemed nonsense to others, but it was Lin Yi who was auditioning and feeling the rhythm of the bowstrings.

The two mountains of Yangguan behind Lan Yuxian have taken shape, and terrifying pressure swept across the entire arena.

At this time, Lin Yi was like a reef in the vast ocean, under terrifying pressure from all directions.

In the judges' seat, Xuan Jizi exclaimed: "I am worthy of being the master of the Six-Fingered Piano Demon. This song "Yangguan Sandie" is definitely comparable to the Six-Fingered Piano Demon of that year."

Master Bodhi nodded and smiled, "It's more than that. Now that Lan Yuxian's "Yangguan Sandie" has only two mountains, it has such power. If the third mountain comes out, its power will definitely surpass her teacher."

Thinking back then, Master Bodhi and Xuan Jizi had seen it with their own eyes. The power of the Six-fingered Piano Demon playing the piano is compared yesterday and today, and the two of them can naturally feel the horror of the Blue Feather Immortal's zither art.

In the VIP seat, Qin Zhantian finally began to pay attention to the battle on the ring for the first time. Last year, he had fought with Lan Yuxian, so he naturally knew that Lan Yuxian's extraordinary piano skills were.

Since the competition began, he had no chance to face Lan Yuxian, but through the battle between Lan Yuxian and Fu Liuyun and others, he could feel that Lan Yuxian's piano skills had improved again.

He disdained to watch Lin Yi's battle, but since Lin Yi broke the Mo Sheng's magic array, Qin Zhantian had to re-judgment Lin Yi's strength.

He felt that through Lan Yuxian, he could see through Lin Yi. Of course, the stronger Lin Yi was, the happier he was. This was like a dog he liked, biting people. The more skilled the person he bit, the more face he would be, the future owner would be, the more he would be, the more he would be, when he walked out with the dog.

Liu Fengwu had already lifted up the black veil on the hat, and she was looking at the battle on the ring without blinking.

Through the fight with Lan Yuxian, she naturally knew how powerful Lan Yuxian was. Even though she used all her methods, she was eventually defeated by Lan Yuxian.

So, Liu Fengwu was very angry.

At this time, when seeing Lin Yi and Lan Yuxian fighting, Liu Fengwu thought to herself, it would be great if Lin Yi could defeat Lan Yuxian. In this way, it would be considered a vent of anger for me.

But, can Lin Yi really defeat Lan Yuxian?

Liu Fengwu sighed slightly, and her rosy cherry lips were pursed tightly.

This idea is a bit too extravagant. You should know that Lan Yuxian is a genius who has come out of the piano holy land, and her piano skills are all the true teachings of the head of the piano holy land. Moreover, she also has a famous zither Lan Zhuoqin in her hand, and Lin Yi foolishly used a broken bowstring to fight Lan Yuxian.

This winning rate is basically close to zero, so Liu Fengwu sighs in addition to sighing.

Previously, the Thunder Blood Blade, who was knocked out by Lin Yi, Ouyang Mo, who was cut off his hands by Lin Yi, Nangong Jian, who lost his mind by Lin Yi, defeated by Lin Yi, and the Daxia prince Xia Yun, who was defeated by Lin Yi and could not afford to lose, and Wu Qingshu, who vomited blood and fell to the ring, all returned to the martial arts field.

At this moment, the melodious sound of the piano became thick, like the horns of drums and horns! The third mountain has been faintly generated behind the Blue Feather Immortal.

The terrifying pressure directly overwhelmed the guardian magic circle on the ring, and finally fell apart after a moan.

The terrifying pressure generated by the Sanchong Mountain of Yangguan is like thousands of waves, one wave higher than the other, surging, and surging towards Lin Yi in a turbulent manner.

Lei Xuebian smiled grimly and said, "I didn't expect that this little girl Lan Yuxian is so powerful. Hahaha, Yangguan Sanshan, there is no friend after leaving Yangguan, and the guillotine is coming towards you! I see how you, Lin Yi, deal with it!"

Ouyang Mo's two broken wrists were wrapped in white cloth, and the blood had stopped. However, Ouyang Mo lost his beloved hands. His hatred for Lin Yi was like the rolling water flowing east of the Yangtze River!

Seeing Lin Yi unable to raise his head at all under the pressure of the Sanchong Mountain of Yangguan, Ouyang Mo laughed wildly and said, "Lin Yi! You have today too! Lan Yuxian, why don't you hurry up and kill Lin Yi, what are you waiting for?"

Nangong Jian, who was taken away by Lin Yi's natal sword, looked at Lin Yi with a ferocious look, and he had no freedom in the past.

He said to himself: "Lin Yi, today is your death date! You will be buried under the pressure of the Sanchong Mountain of Yangguan, and even the King of Heaven can't save you!"

Xia Yun held two chess pieces in his hand and looked at Lin Yi with anger. He smiled to himself and said, "This battle will end the record of Lin Yi's winning streak. Lin Yi, your good luck is over!"

Wu Qingshu from the Holy Land of Wenshu was much more elegant than these people. He pretended to be calm and smiled: "Lin Yi, before, you talked to me about the rules. Today, Senior Sister Lan will step you under her feet and tell you what rules are. Whoever has the biggest fist is the rules!"

As for Qin Nitian, Chen Aotian, Chen Xiaoyun and others, they all looked at Lin Yi gloatingly, and Lin Yi who was almost unable to straighten his waist by the Sanchong Mountain of Yangguan.

However, despite the terrifying oppression of the Sanchong Mountain of Yangguan, Lin Yi's face was still as calm as usual. He held the bow back in one hand and plucked the bowstring with the other hand, and a melodious note flowed out of his fingertips.

At the same time, the green sapling behind Lin Yi began to grow rapidly.

The music played by Lin Yi is like rain and dew, watering the saplings evenly, covering the sky and the thousands of waves that are crushing, like the brilliant sunshine. Not only does it not cause any harm to the saplings, but it makes the saplings grow vigorously.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Listen, there is a sound that penetrates into Lan Yuxian's "Yangguan Sandie"! What is this sound? Is this the music played by Lin Yi with a bowstring?"—

ps: The second update.
Chapter completed!