Bihua said that Jiu Di was no longer polite, and used his eyes to stop Chang Baye from showing his true form and carrying him on his back.
Sitting cross-legged in the air, the Mengqin also floated in front of him.
Gently pluck the strings, and the sound of fighting and iron horses ripples in all directions.
Hua Jiunan sang in a low voice to the sound of the piano.
"Even if a divine dragon rises across the sea, it is difficult to have the heroic spirit to sacrifice to Wutai. The evil slaves rise up to shout at Yao and Shun, and all the people sigh in unison for the talented people..."
Every time he recited a poem, a sword flew out from behind him and struck King Fudong.
The dazzling Chaoyang Sword, the tender Biqin Sword that wraps around its fingers... When the last two sentences were spoken, the Nanlu Sword and the Yanning Sword flew together.
Hua Jiunan secretly thought that if the two swords were slashed together, it should be regarded as one move, right?
As a senior like Fudong Tianwang, I shouldn’t mind... I probably won’t mind...
The current King Fudong didn't have time to protest even if he wanted to mind.
From the moment the piano started playing, he had already realized that it was broken!
Have you been careless? !
The sound of the fighting and iron horses actually seemed like substance, tightly surrounding him.
Not only himself, but also Dome Doji.
"Surrounded" by the sound of the piano, this thousand-year-old resentful spirit now doesn't even have the ability to "parry" and is being kicked in the middle by the little bald heads.
It was even being crushed back and forth by the Crab Chariot.
When King Fudong wanted to help, the glorious Chaoyang Sword had already arrived.
Feeling the burning sensation, Fudong Tianwang was even more sure that he had underestimated the enemy.
The boy named Hua in front of me is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!
Not daring to be careless, he quickly took off a piece of armor from his shoulders and threw it, turning into thick black mist to block the rising sun.
However, before Fudong Tianwang could take a breath, he saw Biqinjian coming to kill him again.
The blue piano is so long and soft that it wraps around the fingers.
After nimbly bypassing the black mist, he was less than one meter away from the little black face of King Fudong.
King Fudong immediately opened his mouth without hesitation and spit out a red bead.
This is his "divine core", which is similar to the divine fire on Hua Jiunan's head.
It's just a low-end version...
Seeing the Divine Core holding out the Biqin Sword, King Fudong finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Just when he was about to say something special, he suddenly saw Nan Lu and Yan Ning's swords flying towards them.
The southern dew is like fog, and the condensed smoke is like water.
Under the blending of water and mist, they are almost indistinguishable from each other.
Although "gentle" everywhere, there is also boundless murderous intent everywhere.
Something bad happened!
At this time, King Fudong has completely confirmed that the boy in front of him is a rising star. He is clearly an "old immortal" like himself!
And judging from the vicissitudes of the sword, it is even older than himself!
"Despicable steps!"
King Fudong cursed and waved his iron stick rapidly.
The phantoms of the big sticks were almost connected together, blocking him from all directions.
However, is "water mist" so easy to stop?
Amidst the patter of rain hitting the plantains, the armor on King Fudong seemed to be being corroded by strong acid - bit by bit withered and peeled off.
Not only the armor, but the little pony under him whined and fell to the ground.
It disappeared in an instant.
"Moisturizing things" is silent...
Just when King Fudong was about to go crazy, Hua Jiunan's "three moves" finally ended and he stood up.
He put away Mengqin and Bajian, and saluted King Fudong with clasped fists.
"Senior, you are really profound. Junior's three strikes can't hurt you at all."
After hearing what Hua Jiunan said, King Fu Dongtian almost laughed angrily.
Didn't you hurt me at all? Isn’t this pointing at the monk and scolding the bald man? !
Not only did you kill the war horse, but the armor on my body was also completely corroded.
Now only the green crotch cloth is left on the whole body!
In fact, after Hua Jiunan finished speaking, he also realized that something was wrong.
Fudong Tianwang, who ran around naked to the best of his ability, is now a black boy with a naked buttocks and a look of grief and anger.
That looked like Tu Xingsun who had his clothes stripped off, tied up and thrown to the ground.
It's just that Tu Xingsun is much fairer than him...
"Ahem!"
Hua Jiunan hurriedly coughed to cover up his embarrassment and spoke again.
"The king can change his clothes first, and we will fight to the death later."
The God of Incense and Fire changes clothes, unlike us ordinary people who actually change clothes.
All it takes is to re-concentrate the power of the incense and condense another one on the body surface.
It's just that the "quality" of the newly condensed armor is far inferior to the original one that has been refined for thousands of years...
