Chapter 842 Power (3rd)

Chu Li smiled, and they rushed straight into the formation.

Based on their cultivation, they should have sensed the danger, and rushed in abruptly. I really don't know what to say about them. This must be bloody.

Yang Ying said: "Is it the signal from Fengxian Tower?"

Chu Li nodded.

"Then why don't you go quickly?" Yang Ying asked puzzled, "Are you scared too?"

Chu Li said: "Fengxian Tower has been prepared for a long time, they can't please, just wait for good news."

"You are also a useless man!" Yang Ying snorted, pushed open the window, and jumped out.

Chu Li shook his head helplessly, jumped out of the Jiuxing Tower with Yang Ying, and walked through the air.

The two floated to the Fengxian Tower, and heard the sound of Cong Cong's piano.

Yang Ying frowned and said, "The sound of the piano is so strange, it's the art of killing music!"

Chu Li said: "You stay outside, I'll go in and have a look."

Yang Ying hurriedly said, "Aren't you afraid of the technique of sound killing?"

Chu Li shook his head and floated into the building.

The ten disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect were running desperately, round and round the hall, and the sound of Cong Cong's piano poured down like flowing water, leaving them nowhere to hide.

He stepped on a special footwork, avoided the formation, looked up and saw Baifeng standing behind a window waving at him, so he floated up and slipped into the house through the window.

Inside the room, there are four girls playing the piano with their heads bowed, Yueru is at the front, followed by four girls, forming a semicircle facing the window, all of them have serious expressions.

Bai Feng stood by with her arms folded and watched, and when she saw him coming in, she pointed out the door.

When the two came outside the house, the sound of the piano wafted everywhere.

"Your formation is really good." Bai Feng smiled: "I thought it would be a hard battle, but now it seems that it is the easiest. They will die soon, without any effort."

Chu Li said with a smile: "Whatever the cause is, what the result will be. If senior hadn't been open-minded and let me read the formation book, I wouldn't have been able to form this formation."

Bai Feng nodded lightly: "It is indeed a blessing to meet you by chance. This time you have made great contributions. Tian Luozong will not fail to express. What else do you need?"

Chu Li thought for a while, then shook his head and smiled, "This can be regarded as repaying senior for his protection."

"Your reward is too heavy." Bai Feng stared at him with bright eyes.

"The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring." Chu Li smiled.

Bai Feng nodded lightly: "Forget it."

She decided to give Chu Li a good reward.

If Fengxianlou didn't have his help, I'm afraid some of her disciples would have passed away by now, and the death of every disciple would be a wound that could not heal for her.

The two returned to the house and watched from the window the ten disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect downstairs slowly falling to the ground.

The sound of the zither became louder and more intense, shocking, and inspired the Buddhas in Chu Li's mind to speed up the chanting, much faster than before, suppressing the throbbing of the heart and not being affected by the sound of the zither.

"Senior, I have a small request." With a flash of inspiration, Chu Li turned his head and smiled.

Bai Feng hurriedly said: "Say."

Chu Li said: "I would like to ask the disciples of Tianluozong to help me practice with the technique of sound killing."

"Oh—?" Bai Feng was surprised.

It was the first time she heard that the technique of sound killing could actually help in cultivation.

Chu Li smiled and said, "I want to try and see if it works."

"Let Yueru help you." Bai Feng said.

Chu Li nodded slightly.

The piano sound suddenly became low, then high-pitched, then low again, with violent ups and downs.

"Puff puff puff..." The disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect spurted blood one after another, only the two middle-aged ones did not spurt blood, their faces turned red, and they reluctantly supported.

The sound of the piano keeps changing, and the gold and iron horses enter the piano.

Illusions appeared in the minds of the disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect, as if they were on the top of the army formation, in the melee of thousands of troops, they were injured from time to time, and finally were stabbed in the center by a long spear.

"Puff puff puff..." From time to time, a disciple of the Blood Clothes Cult spewed blood arrows, and fell limply on the ground, unable to move.

The Great Sun Tathagata Sutra in Chu Li's mind moved more urgently, and the Great Light Sutra and the Heavenly Demon Sutra also accelerated, and the lotus blossoms fell on the bodies and heads of the Buddha and the Heavenly Demon one by one, subduing the body and strengthening the body. mind.

Chu Li found that at this moment, the efficiency of Da Ri Tathagata Fudo Sutra chanting was three times that of usual, and the technique of sound killing was indeed effective. If he could maintain this efficiency, his cultivation progress would be further accelerated.

As the sound of the zither became more intense, the disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect fell one by one. Within the formation, they were already in a state of confusion, and with the sound of the zither taking advantage of the void, they really had no power to resist and could not see the slightest prestige.

In the end, the two middle-aged men also fell down.

They are top masters similar to Bai Feng, but they lie down so uselessly at this time, Bai Feng can't help but feel a little emotional, the formation is really infinitely mysterious and powerful, such masters are still powerless to fight back.

Seeing that they were about to give up, Chu Li hurriedly said, "Keep playing, those two guys are pretending to be dead."

Bai Feng said in a deep voice: "Play for another quarter of an hour!"

"Yes." Yueru and the others took orders and continued to play.

"I'm talking about Miss Bai..." Zhang Junrui opened the door and came in. As soon as he spoke, he immediately entered the formation.

The scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He must have fallen into a formation. When he heard the sound of the piano, he shouted in horror: "Miss Bai, stop joking!"

Bai Feng's voice sounded: "What are you doing here!"

"Of course I'm here to help!" Zhang Junrui said.

Bai Feng sneered: "Help? Are you here to add insult to injury?"

"There is absolutely no such thing!" Zhang Junrui hurriedly said, "How about letting the piano sound stop first?"

"You should also enjoy the wonderful sound of our piano." Bai Feng said coldly.

She concluded that Zhang Junrui was here to take advantage of the fire to rob, and she was absolutely worried about being kind, otherwise she wouldn't have sneaked over without saying hello.

Unpredictable! This kind of person doesn't teach him a lesson, and he thinks he is really easy to bully!

"This opportunity is rare, let's kill him!" Bai Feng snorted softly.

"Zheng..." Suddenly there was a high note, and the strings were messed up.

Bai Feng turned his head and stared at Yue Ru.

Yueru raised her head and blushed, pressed the strings and said, "Master..."

The other four women's zither sounds were still there, but their power was a bit weaker. Chu Li could clearly feel that the speed of chanting sutras had slowed down a bit.

"It's not helpful, get out of the way!" Bai Feng said coldly.

She pushed Yueru away, sat in front of the desk, pressed the strings of the qin with her light white jade hands, and immediately matched the sound of the four girls.

The speed of chanting sutras has greatly increased, twice as fast as before. Blossoming lotus flowers are spit out densely from the three mouths, and they penetrate into the body in an endless stream. He can clearly feel the strengthening of the body, and the spirit is rapidly becoming stronger. .

The two middle-aged men jumped up violently and swung their palms to attack. The blood-red palms hit the void, but they seemed to hit the wall, and muffled sounds came out one after another.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Junrui hurriedly sat down and fought against it.

After a while, the two middle-aged men suddenly fell to the ground, struggling and writhing, excruciating pain, Baifeng's piano sound became more and more fierce.

Zhang Junrui's face gradually turned pale, the top of his head was steaming white, his body trembled slightly, and it was very difficult to resist.

Baifeng's sound killing technique is extremely high, and Zhang Junrui is no match.

Chu Li was amazed, he really deserved to be the majestic Baifeng, the technique of sound killing is really unique.