Chapter 470: Killed halfway! Yang Qiangjing won the first place, which shocked everyone. Even the Yang family members who were mentally prepared couldn't believe it. 60th floor! That’s 49 more floors than the previous first place winner Yang Qiangzheng’s 11 floors! "Rounding off is about to pass the level. My sister is so amazing." Yang Qiangjin smacked her lips, wondering if she had been speaking too loudly because of her status as a sister. At this time, Yang Qiangjing walked out of the ancient secret realm. Swish swish! Everyone turned their heads and stared at the girl, but no one knew what to say. If it is stronger, you can praise it; if it is weaker, you can encourage it; but this one is so strong that it is beyond your comprehension. All that can be left is silence. For a moment, there was an eerie silence. Everyone seemed to be looking up to this new generation of king, as if they were seeing the future. Liu Changqing held a natural wooden stick in his hand and waved it casually. The breath of life was as continuous as today's spring. He stared at Yang Qiangjing's figure thoughtfully.

The Yin family members also saluted, with greed flashing in their eyes, thinking about what kind of powerful corpse puppet could be made from Yang Qiangjing's body. The attention of the crowd at this moment made Murong Ziyan a little dazed. She seemed to see herself fighting for the immortal road in the past. With fine clothes and fast horses, he is the best in the world. “Each generation is stronger than the previous one” Just when the atmosphere reached its climax, the gate to the ancient secret realm flashed and monk Douyang walked out. "Hahahaha! I said I was too tired last year and didn't perform well. I will make up for it this year!" "I did it!" At this moment, he looked around and everyone was looking at him in surprise, with three parts of surprise, three parts of admiration, three parts of enthusiasm and one part of fear in their eyes. Especially Murong Ziyan's expression when she saw her fellow practitioners. It was simply the greatest encouragement in these years! Everyone will understand that I, the Douyang cultivator, am not a waste! "How did she do that?" "It was still very bad last year, this improvement is too scary." “Can you share your success story?” Listening to the whispers of the surrounding monks, Monk Douyang felt his whole body steaming hot, as if it was burning! Sure enough, only the strong will be respected! I, monk Douyang, did it! He took a deep breath, assumed the posture of a master, and nodded around. "Practice more, think more, have less fun, and kill more monsters! I can do it, and so can you!" After saying that, the corner of his mouth raised into a dragon king arc. Monk Douyang felt that the whole world belonged to him at this moment!

Murong Ziyan: “?” Yang Fu: “???” Everyone: "???" "No, what is he mumbling about?" "Miss Jing, please say a few words. We are all waiting for you to share your experience!" "What exactly are we going to fight on the later levels? How difficult are they?" After listening to a bunch of words, monk Dou Yang gradually realized that something was wrong. Elder Chen Tianxiang held back his laughter and pulled at the sleeve of Brother Douyang. This was the greatest kindness he could show as a fellow disciple. The Douyang cultivator suddenly raised his head and looked towards the [Trial List]. There is no news from him! "Eh? Where's my 22nd floor? Why isn't it reported this year?" Chen Tianxiang: "Because the 100th place this year is on the 22nd floor. You are after the 100th place." "This" Monk Douyang thought that he was the only one who had made progress, but he didn’t expect that he couldn’t even make the list at level 22! "and many more!" Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the trial list. "60th floor!?" (broken voice) And when he looked at Yang Qiangjing, who had been silent, he found that she had slipped through the crowd to Yang Fu's side. "Uncle, aunt, send me back to the city! Quickly! Otherwise my life will be in danger!" Yang Qiangjing looked nervous and stared at the people from the Yin family. Yang Fuqing: "Hmm? What's wrong?" Her spirit beast observed the surroundings and found nothing abnormal among the monsters. Yang Fu's expression turned stern. It only took him a moment to understand what Yang Qiangjing was afraid of. At this time, Yang Fujian was challenging inside. He was the only pillar of the Yang family. "Brother Wuyi, come with me!" Wu Yi has not challenged yet, so there is still time. "Walk." Wu Yi didn't ask any questions. He just picked up the sword and left with Yang Fu, Yang Fuqing and Yang Qiangjing. With the cover of a group of spiritual beasts, leave directly! At the same time, he sent a message to Murong Ziyan.

"Uncle Master, please don't let the Yin family come with us. I'm afraid they might harm Xiao Jing." "Well, I'll keep an eye on them." As a fellow genius, Murong Ziyan has also encountered various assassination attempts over the years. She knows very well what will happen to a cultivator who does not have outstanding strength but shows potential far beyond that of ordinary people. So she decisively agreed to help. On the way, Yang Fu looked back frequently, fortunately no one wanted to take any action. Perhaps it was the hint of thunder and the cold and murderous look that Murong Zi Yan inadvertently revealed that intimidated most people. A year has passed, and everyone knows that Murong Ziyan has a close relationship with the deceased head of the Yang family. Just like when Yang Shi opened a market in Qingshi Town, the Yang family is now protected by Murong Ziyan, and the Liu and Yin families dare not do anything to the Yang family at will. "Ah, my Senior Sister Murong~ She is ruthless and doesn't talk much, but she is still so reliable." Yang Genshuo had just seen Yang Qiangjing's challenge, and naturally saw Yang Qiangjing's self-protection. He was still very grateful for Murong Ziyan's help. Those members of the Yin family are not good people. They all have negative merits. I don't know how many murders, robberies, and corpse refinements they have done. The group breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the Demon Wind Forest. Yang Qiangjing sat on the big fur's back, thinking about something in her eyes. "Master, wait until my brother finishes the challenge. Be sure to bring him back. My brother and I are too powerful and it's easy for villains to envy us and cause trouble." At this time, Yang Fu realized it too late. "Last year, Qiang Zheng hardly went out after the challenge. Did you specifically tell him to do that?" "Well, in front of a Jindan-stage cultivator, we are just like ants." "Um" Yang Fu let out a long "hmm", and felt more and more that Yang Qiangjing did things perfectly. The year of hiding may have helped Yang Qiangzheng avoid a disaster. This year, Yang Qiangjing has become even more famous, even more popular than Yang Qiangzheng. If nothing unexpected happens, she will not leave Guangming City in the next year. There are her computer room and formation, which can protect her. Even if Feng Yi comes, it will be difficult to kill her. In front of us, the outline of the City of Light appeared. Several people felt relieved. A smile appeared on Yang Fuqing's face. "You're scaring yourself. In fact, the Danai Dynasty is still very safe now." At this time, a sound of Tao came. "A song that breaks one's heart, a sea of ​​blood floating thousands of miles away."

hum! ! ! A captivating piano sound penetrated from the ground and resounded through the sky! The attention of all people and spirit beasts was drawn over there. Yang Qiangjing's heart suddenly erupted with endless crisis!!! "There are enemies!" She didn't believe in coincidences. This unusual piano sound was directed at her! Yang Fu's heart was shocked and he felt dazed. It seemed that a fairy palace appeared in front of him. As long as he handed the key in his hand over, the door of the fairy palace would be opened and he would become an immortal! There, there was everything he wanted. Just hand over the key in your hand. The eyeballs of all the spirit beasts turned red, and Yang Fuqing's eyes also became confused. Only Wu Yi looked clear-headed. "Hey? Who's playing the music? It sounds really nice." "It's a little familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere before." Wu Yi looked down and saw two monks wearing bamboo hats playing the piano on the road. boom! Wu Yi flew down like a cannonball. In mid-air, the knife was thrown directly towards the piano. boom! ! ! The knife has not arrived yet, but the hundred-meter-long knife energy has already arrived! The green blade energy turned into a ferocious tiger and pounced towards the two men! "Huh? Why aren't you affected by my piano playing?" The piano music was interrupted, and everyone's minds regained a little clarity, but they still had splitting headaches. 【Fukuzawa: Calmness】 Yang Genshuo directly threw down a large amount of blessings, which mostly relieved the abnormal conditions of Yang Fu, Yang Fuqing and many spirit beasts. When Yang Fu woke up again, his hand had already grabbed Yang Qiangjing like a pair of tongs and was flying towards the ground. If it was just a moment later, he would have personally handed Yang Qiangjing to the hands of the two mysterious musicians. Suddenly, Yang Fu was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. However, Yang Qiangjing did not show any abnormality at this time. She let Yang Fu hold her and think about things. "Master, are you awake?" "The unique music skills. I just asked the ancestor, it is from the ancient immortal clan Shangguan family." "One of these two is at the eighth level of Jindan, and the other is at the sixth level of Jindan. We can't contend with them. Let's go back quickly." Yang Fu wondered, "Are you not affected by this music?" "I don't have any negative emotions. His [Lost Soul] has no effect on me, just like your friend." Wu Yi was now fighting with the two monks, swinging his sword wildly, disrupting the rhythm of their playing the piano. "Fuqing, take Xiaojing back. I'll go help Senior Brother Wu!" Wu Yi is not someone who can deal with a cultivator at the eighth and sixth levels of the Golden Core Realm! Yang Fuqing didn't say much. She had a splitting headache at the moment, and the spirit beasts were all rioting. Only Da Mao, who had the best relationship with her, still retained his sanity. If she stayed, she would not help, but would harm everyone instead.

"Xiao Jing, let's go!" Yang Qiangjing nodded and grabbed Damao's neck. At the same time, he threw out two drones. "Mission: Interference". Two combat drones threw shells at the two musicians, doing their best. "It's still a little bit lacking in power for a Jindan-stage cultivator." Yang Fuqing pulled Yang Qiangjing away quickly. But the two musicians below would never let go of their target. "The sound of the piano is like a blade that cuts through thousands of troops, and the blood splatters three feet without getting on the dust." hum! ! ! Another strong piano sound came, transforming into swords, axes and other weapons in the air, and then turned into a golden torrent of weapons, slashing towards Yang Fuqing and Yang Qiangjing! "careful!" Yang Fu was unable to intercept the enemy and shouted loudly! Yang Fuqing hugged Yang Qiangjing into her arms, tears flashing in her eyes. "Giant elephant!" A huge spiritual elephant flew out from her [Demon Ascension Tower] and blocked their way. Puff puff puff! All kinds of weapons pierced through, and blood and flesh flew everywhere! Yang Qiangjing's contracted spirit elephant died in battle. "Fuck! Brother Elephant! Gah~~~ I'm going to fight him!!!" Big Hair roared. These twelve spiritual beasts have been nurtured by Yang Fuqing for many years, and they have very good relationships with each other. Especially Damao, the long-haired parrot with the lowest combat power, who had always been the object of protection by all the spirit beasts. When he saw his good brother die in front of him, he was overwhelmed with grief and anger. "Da Mao, go!" Yang Fuqing had no time to mourn for her own spirit elephant. She had to take Yang Qiangjing back to Guangming City quickly! Yang Qiangjing raised her eyebrows. "It seems that it's not just the "Lost Soul Song". There is also this song of war and iron cavalry, which turns the piano sound from invisible to visible. It's not going to happen. They are no match for these two." Next, just as Yang Qiangjing had deduced, Wu Yi and Yang Fu did not gain the upper hand in the close combat. The two men's figures were ethereal, and their hands kept playing the piano, as if there were thousands of troops charging! Wu Yi is only immune to mental attacks, but he still has to withstand this invisible and tangible attack. The two even had time to obstruct the movement of Yang Fuqing and Yang Qiangjing and prevent them from leaving. Yang Fuqing failed to break out and her eyes were filled with anxiety. "What should we do now? Ancestor, please help me!"

"I called for help." At this time, a dark cloud covered the sky and an angry voice sounded in the sky. "How dare you hurt my family!!!" Yang Feng, here he comes! "Great Dark Sky, Hand of the Cloud Demon!" Two giant hands stretched out from the black cloud and grabbed the two people playing the piano. hum! ! ! A ray of piano sound vibrated, and Yang Feng felt as if his soul was hit. His hands moved slower, and the black cloud hand was about to dissipate. "Heart Fire Technique: Suppress!" Yang Qiangwei's voice echoed from behind him, and a ray of purple light enveloped Yang Feng's mind, forming a mental barrier. As a couple, Yang Feng's strength can be increased by 50%! boom! A raging black fire burned in the dark clouds! "die!" Yang Feng's pair of big hands crushed everything with ease! Wu Yi and Yang Fu below felt a strong sense of crisis and dodged to the side. Ding ding ding! A more intense piano sound rang out, and Yang Feng's black cloud hand was constantly decomposed, and finally turned into pieces of black cloud and fell down. But Yang Feng transformed into a big dark cloud demon, with rolling black clouds, long-lasting dark spiritual power, and extremely high strength! With the Heart Fire Technique and the ancestor's blessing, he fought together with the two of them! "Okay! Xiaofeng, hold them back! When Uncle Murong comes, no one can escape!" Yang Fu and Wu Yi swept along the side and continued to attack. But the main focus is on Wu Yi, as Yang Fu is too seriously disturbed by the sound of the piano, and even with [Fukuzawa·Tranquility], he can only exert less than 100% of his strength. Yang Fuqing seized the opportunity and took Yang Qiangjing away from this place. At this moment, Yang Keun Suk's expression suddenly changed. "Oh no, Murong Ziyan can't come! No one else can help you either." Yang Fu frowned. "The demons are attacking?" "That's right. The demons are here too, and they're fighting over there!" "No problem! The three of us are enough to fight them on equal terms." Yang Feng is still strong! Working together with Yang Qiangwei, a sixth-level Jindan cultivator is not at a disadvantage against an eighth-level Jindan cultivator! At this time, Yang Qiangjing had already seen the clues. "It was the Feng family who planned today." "It's funny that it's directed at me."

"But these two people don't seem to be enough." "If I'm not mistaken, there's another person." Just as Yang Qiangjing finished speaking, another sound of piano sounded, like a dream, as if it washed away all the fatigue. Yang Fuqing's eyes became confused and tired. "I'm so sleepy." Damao also became drowsy and fell from the sky. Yang Qiangjing fell from the air and was caught by someone. And then, the other two people playing the piano burst out with strong music at the same time. "Broken string!" Buzz! ! ! ! ! ! The sound of the piano swept across ten miles! A crack appeared in the dark clouds in the sky! Yang Feng's real body was swept out. The mysterious man grabbed Yang Feng with his other hand, jumped up, and fled towards the space crack. "Haha~ Two tasks completed at once. Great." (End of this chapter)