The final result made Zhang Mingxiao almost rebellious with his wife, and he hated his cultivation. In an internal trial at Tianyin Villa, he finally ended up being unable to even enter the list because he was negligent in practicing.

But Zhang Mingxiao was proud of this and told the elders of the family that he was not the material for practicing, and he had a big fight with his wife. He said that as long as he could be lingering with his wife, he would be willing to be a mortal.

As a result, his wife left a suicide note that night, saying that she had delayed Zhang Mingxiao's practice and caused his generation of geniuses to even have the idea of ​​being a mortal, so she committed suicide to apologize in order to awaken Zhang Mingxiao.

Zhang Mingxiao was indeed awakened. He held his wife's body and looked at the suicide note. He turned white all night long. He was finally willing to pick up the practice, but he cut off the string of the natal magic weapon Jade Phoenix Piano, which means "no longer strings". It was almost like an enlightenment in one day. In less than ten years, he stepped into the realm of the king of the realm from half a step in the realm of the king of the realm! What is even more rare is that the Zhang family's "Seven-Stringed Piano" must use the seven-stringed Piano to exert all its power, but it can only cut the six-stringed Piano to display powerful strength beyond the Zhang family's ancestral martial arts skills, and create the six-stringed Piano based on the Zhang family's rituals.

Zhang Mingxiao, the ancestor of Tongxuan of the Zhang family, defeated the strongest king of the realm in the family in one day. Since then, he became famous and has become a saint of music that "the sound of the qin comes out and the sound of the world"! This person has been hiding in the place where his beloved wife has been sleeping for many years. He has appeared in less than five fingers in the past century, so he seems to be not famous. Many people only know Zhang Yinsheng and the king of the Guqinjie, but they do not know Zhang Mingxiao and the king of the Tongxuanjie.

But in fact... the ancestor of the Wu family was closely watching the battle between Lin Hao and Zhang Mingxiao. He was ready. If Lin Hao was defeated, he would immediately help. Even if he fought to make enemies with the ancestors of the King of Realm here, he would have to protect this great-great-grandson-in-law with a bright future.

This kid has a bright future. As long as he keeps the green mountains, everyone present will be reluctant to give him a chance when he makes a comeback in the future! At this moment, the last six rhythms of Zhang Mingxiao, the ancestor of the Zhang family, have been completely evolved. The figure of the swordsman in white robe but has no face, holding a long sword in his hand, and stabbing towards Lin Hao's black sword.

They were like souls and immortals, as if they didn't know what life and death were. In their eyes, there was only the black sword! Dong! Suddenly, Zhang Mingxiao on the top of the third peak played another sound, as if indicating the arrival of a storm. Ten fingers pressed the strings of the piano and played it lightly like an immortal.

This is a pleasant tune, and there is no fighting spirit or murderous aura. However, at the moment when the piano sounds, the figures of the six swordsmen instantly condense again, just like six real faceless sword cultivators, and there is a brave aura of fearlessness of life and death on their bodies. The murderous aura is surging. Even the six people even opened their mouths and shouted a silent word - "Kill!!"

!Clang!!    The first sword slashed the black sword blade, and the black sword made another muffled buzzing, as if the cultivator in the battle was shaken.

Immediately afterwards, the second sword followed the first swordsman, and the sword blade was connected with the black sword blade. Another sword sounded, and the black sword was like a cultivator who was injured internally, and the sword body actually trembled slightly.

The same is true for the third sword. It quickly handed over the black sword blade. The entire sword began to tremble, and the momentum of slashing towards the third peak immediately sank, as if it was trapped in the mud and unable to move.

When the fourth swordsman held the fourth sword and slashed onto the black sword, the black sword could no longer move, as if it was frozen in the sky, and the sword body was buzzing continuously, as if it was suppressed in the battle, at a disadvantage, and injured cultivator, struggling hard! Soon, the fifth sword came forward, this time, the black sword was cut back half a foot, and the buzzing of the sword body was like thunder, as if it was really impossible to hold on and fall into a disadvantage! Crack! The sixth sword, the last swordman, raised the sword, raised the sword, as if cutting off the last straw that the fighting monk grabbed. The black sword, which was blocked by eighteen musical techniques, seemed to be unable to withstand the huge power brought by these musical techniques, and the buzzing sounds on it disappeared strangely, and it seemed that the black sword seemed to be stalemate with the eighteen musical sounds, and no one could move.

But everyone present actually knew that the Black Sword was defeated! It was indeed defeated, because the next moment, the Black Sword, which was blocked by the Eighteen Music Shop, flew backwards in the direction of Lin Hao. The blade slashed the air and made a series of buzzing sounds of hunting. It sounded like the wailing of this sword! Have you lost?

No one thinks that.

Lin Hao's black sword was just one sword, but Zhang Mingxiao's rhythm was 18! Lin Hao's black sword was only half of the power when Lin Hao was driving the sword, while Zhang Mingxiao's eighteen rhythms were all the strength he could release in a hurry! Lin Hao's black sword was never blessed by Lin Hao during the battle, but Zhang Mingxiao's eighteen rhythms were played by Zhang Mingxiao in the later stage, as if a dose of cardiotropic was added, which instantly increased the power. In this way, Lin Hao's black sword was knocked away! So this sword seemed to be Lin Hao's flying sword flew backwards, as if it was a crushing defeat.

But in fact, Zhang Mingxiao, who had repelled Lin Hao's black sword from the third peak, suddenly pressed the guqin with both hands, stopped the music, and looked at Lin Hao with a serious look. After a long time, he sighed: "Young people are terrifying."

Can it be unafraid?

His eighteen rhythms only defeated the black sword.

Although Lin Hao's black sword had never really been cut in front of him, only Zhang Mingxiao could see in front of him. A silver-white hair in front of him was cut out of a very subtle and invisible crack. Just by blowing a light breeze, the hair would completely break and go with the wind.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, Lin Hao's sword intent would not only have cut off one of his hair, but fell on his forehead and killed him on the spot! So at this time, he looked humble and calm, but his heart was full of surprise, and he almost shouted: "There are such a powerful monster in the world, monsters, right?

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On the other side, Lin Hao raised his hand and the black sword that flew back back immediately stabilized the sword body, flew back to him with a whoosh, and returned to his side in an instant with Xiao Lu, who had just broken the fourth peak, and suspended on both sides of him.

“The predecessors are not bad either.”

Lin Hao chuckled and responded to Zhang Mingxiao, while not forgetting to glance at the other side. Xiao Zhan, who had just sent his family's children to the foot of the mountain, curled his lips, "At least it's much better than some cowardly waste."
Chapter completed!