Chapter 75 Bayin Sect, Music and Martial Arts

Wang Ce intercepted him in a ghostly way and picked up his chin: "I have to say that because of you, I hate aristocratic families and sects more and more." This is a mistake, and aristocratic families and sects will sooner or later know each other.

Two women and one man from the Bayin Sect held their noble heads: "Go away."

Yao Sihuai licked his mouth and sneered: "Wang Ce, I wonder if you still remember Zhou Shenling, that is my cousin! I promised him to teach you a lesson. Since you don't know how to live or die, then take advantage of the moment!"

Wang Ce was stunned, remembered it, shook his head and smiled. It seems that a fight is indispensable, so... fight!

The gray long gown swelled up in an instant, and the vast sword technique that was floating and changing was flashing in a blink of an eye!

For some reason, when Wang Ce used the Cangmang Sword Technique, he always remembered the simple and deadly sword technique of the Semi-Emperor Soul in the Battle of the Long Street! It seemed like a template, and the complex Cangmang Sword Technique had unknowingly simplified in that direction.

Whether it is effective is still unknown. However, the other two children of the Yao family obviously have a slightly worse cultivation level. How can they resist such erratic swordsmanship and body techniques? They screamed in tears and got several swords!

Yao Sihuai was furious: "You dare to hurt my Yao family, you are ungrateful!" The breath shook violently, and he roared wildly: "War Spirits Combined!"

A powerful battle technique suddenly exploded!

"Feel to your mother!" A clear look appeared in Wang Ce's eyes, and he was calm: "Picking chrysanthemums and Eastern Fence!"

Yao Sihuai is just a middle-level mysterious ghost fighting spirit, while Tao Yuanming is a lower-level mysterious ghost fighting spirit, and he is slightly lost. However, in an instant, a brilliant glaze shines infinitely from the gale wind!

Bloody flowers burst out from Yao Sihuai's chest, full of horror and incredible! How could he be, he is one of the most outstanding children of the Yao family, how could he lose to a young man in the court!

Could it be! Could it be... he is really not as good as those of Yao Sixin's teenagers of the same clan!

"One sound is silence!" The sound of the piano moved slightly!

Wang Ce turned around and saw a ray of air coming from the air, which actually stretched out from a string. It was recorded in the archives of the second place that the Bayin Sect was the only sect in the Northern Tang Dynasty that transformed music into martial arts!

His founder, with his eight sounds, the eight sounds are all moving, and the sounds are transformed into eight dragons, making him the best among the Liuli Wushu Sect.

"Beautiful!" Wang Ce was so itchy that he couldn't help but feel it. There were indeed countless wonderful things in the world. He rubbed his body and avoided it lightly: "The War Spirits Combined!"

"The Empire Revives!"

Zeng Guofan merged in an instant, and a beam of light that activates mountains and rivers instantly exploded the gray sky!

"Combination!" The three disciples of the Bayin Sect suddenly became solemn, and the three war spirits holding musical instruments jumped together: "First sound is volleying!"

The ground seemed to be alive, shaking continuously in the blink of an eye. Three strange auras twitched the earth and rushed towards it like a tide!

"Awesome!" The other party's methods were strange and unusual. Wang Ce was in a hurry and swallowed his breath: "I won't play with you anymore! Glazed Gold!"

The terrifying sword light swept across the thousands of troops and cut the glass. The three young men each groaned but were not injured. This was when Wang Ce was happy to see the hunt, so he showed mercy.

I didn't have time to pay attention to the three Bayin Sect and turned around. At this moment, a girl from Bayin Sect showed joy and skillfully used a little string. The two fellow disciples immediately changed their expressions, but they were one step late!

The moment he turned around, a string of piano attacked quietly like a poisonous snake, sank into Wang Ce's back heart like a sword. It was exactly the heart part, which was absolutely fatal!

Bang! Blood slowly leaching from the strings!

Countless teenagers were shocked and secretly showed contempt. Wang Ce's previous mercy was extremely obvious, and he was not a mortal enemy. This disciple of the Bayin Sect actually attacked behind his back. It was really too much, and even the other teenagers could not see it!

Zhu Haitang and others suddenly blurted out: "Ace!"

Wang Ce's figure was tall and he turned around slowly, still in shock! If it weren't for the human-level equipment he had stolen, I'm afraid he would probably have killed him in this moment.

"Everyone has a devil in his heart! Your devil is greedy, why should he be greedy for the rewards of Xiao Zhong King!"

After touching Wang Ce's heart, he was stained with blood: "I said that the weather is sunny today, and a lot of life is waiting for us to enjoy. However, it's a pity that all this has nothing to do with you!"

The gentle wind blows gently! A suffocating feeling pierces every boy’s heart!

Maybe a devil was released temporarily, and this devil was called... willfulness! A person who was paralyzed to death in his previous life would become unscrupulous and lawless once he became willful.

Suddenly, the three Bayin Sect fell into a beautiful environment, and countless colorful peach blossoms sprinkled from the peach trees! The seemingly beautiful petals floated down and turned into deadly weapons, silently cutting out scars!

The deadly peach tree, the deadly peach blossoms!

What’s even more terrible is that the gold of glass!

Boom! The girl from the Bayin Sect's face was bloodless, as if she had been drained from her blood at once, as if she was drained from autumn, and was surprised: "What's wrong? It's actually... strange!"

There is still no light spot representing Wang Ce on the light curtain. Some gentlemen seemed to have seen a scene of Wang Ce tragically dying in the ghost world, showing a smile!

Old King Xin clenched his fists secretly, his face covered with haze. Xiao King Xin looked at the light curtain expressionlessly, and a faint and complicated look appeared in the Sixth Prince's eyes!

Pi Xiaoxin and Luke and other teenagers were all together, nervous and staring in fear. Wang Duan held his hands and stared blankly at the light curtain, feeling like he fell into an ice cave. The Beizhen people beside him were forced to smile and comforting, which had no effect at all.

Xiao Zhong Wang smiled, and some gentlemen smiled!

Some people are happy, some are happy, some are worried, and some are sad. Everything is decided at this time!

Zhu Haitang walked out with a ladylike temperament, followed by Xiong Shiwu, and Wei Yaobei and others who were amused and crying. Finally, what people saw was a super large package like a hill that almost covered everyone.

The big package moved out and was thrown to the ground with a snap. The young man in gray muttered: "Flavor, it's a pity for my style!"
Chapter completed!