Chapter 668 – Eighteen Breath Drums

Chapter 668 – Eighteen Resting Drums
When Wu Ying Yue heard this, she could not hide her anger, she waved her sleeves hard and landed on the ground, rebuking in a crisp voice: “What are you talking about, who are you? And come out to see?”

The sky drum of the domineering, can be described as outstanding, the stronger the realm, the drum power “feedback” more majestic, relying on is never brute force, not you think you will be okay. And beyond the realm of spirit platform, will not be able to knock, these days, the genius disciples of the sects, there are also defiant, but after the field without exception, the arrogance of the elimination.

This person’s words sound not only arrogant but also ignorant.

“Wait a moment, this formation is a bit tricky!”

The light screen of the formation behind the giant drum rippled.

“What’s wrong?”

Wu Ying Yue in the arena is drumming up the courage to ring the fifth rhythm, can be said to be the attention of all the people, behind the glazed light curtain of more than 2,000 people are all watching, at this moment to see her suddenly laying down and chattering, they all feel that there is something strange, a moment of whispers.

“Which disciple of the clan is so ignorant of the rules, why did he barge in from the opposite direction of the formation?”

A trace of displeasure appeared on the mean and gracious face of Dao Zhen, the Sect Sect Master of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect, who naturally could see that someone had mistakenly entered, and had the intention of observing with his Hun Yuan Void Ideas, but was not quite so conveniently blocked by the formation.

Managing the order of the sect Xuan Tian peak master Song Tianxing, slightly bowed, face puzzled, said: “Back to the head teacher senior brother, the sect precepts are strict, no disciple will be so overstepping, I think ……”

Turning back to look at a few disciples of the Precept Hall, those people flew away.

“No need to go!”

Closing his eyes for a moment, with a subtle sense of intention, the entire sect is within the perception of the Supreme Elder Chu Zongwei, suddenly opened his eyes, his complexion is a little strange, like a smile or think it’s funny?

The disciples of the Discipline Hall stopped alive and bowed to salute.

It was the first time that the group of peak masters saw this expression on the face of this clan’s highest seniority old ancestor, and for a moment, they looked at each other in dismay, and Chu Sinniang, relying on her daughter’s status, complained, “Father, what’s wrong?”

Chu Zongwei didn’t answer, he just looked towards the Lingyun Sect’s Li Guo father old ancestor and a group of other old guys not far away.

That Li Guo father stroked his whiskers and also looked over, his voice vicissitude said: “The time is also destiny! Let’s see what he can do.”

What did the old ancestors mean?
The sect elders and outstanding disciples couldn’t help but be even more curious, but they then also saw that someone seemed to have broken in from the opposite direction of the light curtain formation.

“Buzz–“

Just twilight into the scene did not have a strong defense ability of the formation at this time suddenly tore an opening, a young man wearing worn robes, long stature, handsome face, with four points of vicissitudes, five points of perseverance and a curious look, leapt into the field. ()

A pair of eyes as deep as well water looked towards Wu Ying Yue.

This was a strange, beautiful youth, but with an indescribably peculiar charm –

This was everyone’s first impression.

Then.

Liu Qingfeng stood up suddenly, his eyes widened, his fingers pointed over, half speechless.

Chu Sinniang, Ma Feng, Sang Tu, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Wang Hui, Gongsun Li, and so on also followed suit and stood up, breathing rapidly, as if they had seen a ghost.

“He ……”

Song Tianxing, Yu Zhugei, Li Hanzhu, and the eight Successor Candidates for Sect Leader Bai Zong and Shen Rongsha, including Bai Yan, Jiang Xiaoyu, and Sun Changfeng, and the rest of the juniors, were momentarily dumbstruck as if they were dumbstruck.

“Senior Brother Xin!”

Hundred Myriads Peak, the cloud bun high and elegant Jiang Yuwei, was first stunned, then subconsciously took a step forward, her eyes red, this figure, countless times appeared in the field of vision, and countless times disappeared ……

“Brother Yuqing?”

Among the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sea, a white dress, small and exquisite, born with a pleasant and sweet Helian Oat desperately blinking his eyes.

“It’s him!”

Haotian Sect’s Chen Changsheng, Cloud Mist Sea’s Xuanyuan Qingqing, Acacia Sacred Sect’s Hundred Flowers Fengyun and Thunder Sound Temple’s Bitter Duo Monk, among others, frowned in disbelief.

At this moment, how could they be familiar with each other, but anyone who had not died in that great battle ten years ago, who did not know this person?
“Who is he?”

Haotian Sect’s first rising star, Xie Wujiang, who had made extremely fast progress in martial arts, asked in surprise. “Xin Zhuo who killed the Heavenly Evil and Ghost Green Sect and the desolate beasts with a single sword!”

……

Xin Zhuo did not know that there were people outside the light curtain, he did not stay in the sect for a long time back then, and his own understanding of formations is also a small white man, but it was the first time near the Xuan Tian Platform was attracted by the huge drum, so he stopped and watched Wu Ying Yue banging the drum, and then he became interested in the drum.
Subsequently, there was a great curiosity about the drum.

He found that the ejection force of this drum, somewhat similar to the Kuling River Stream’s great emperor millions of years ago left behind the aftermath of the flawless offense, but the Kuling Mountain Stream’s offense is half a test and half a killing, this drum does no harm, just feed back the vicissitudes of the mysterious martial arts rhythms for the drummer to wash his tendons and marrow, but this feed back too much power is not too late, the drummer is in the range of tolerable is beneficial, beyond the range of tolerable is harm!
“How?”

Wu Ying Yue looked up and down Xin Zhuo, which seems to be a good-looking young man life, I do not know what people are, not annoying, just blowing, low-eye is not right, sneered: “In the next and let you, I’m waiting for you to that …… general order song!”

“You and watch!”

Plan and then move, fear of death, fear of shame, never people before the saint, is Xin Zhuo’s style of doing things, he dared to boast, one is that this woman is really knocking too bad, two, he naturally has a grasp of the situation.

“Wait!”

Wu Ying Yue subconsciously glanced at the glazed light screen before saying, “This is the Xuan Tian Sword Sect’s senior brother, right? If you knocked poorly and clamored, what should we do?”

Xin Zhuo also looked around full of doubts and uncertainty, he couldn’t help but laugh lightly and said : “Knocking poorly, I’ll give you a show of weak force swinging a carriage!”

That dark place for ten years, has long practiced a mouthful of careless way of speaking.

Wu Ying Yue stared wide-eyed, face slowly blushing:”?”

“Oooh–“

Outside the glazed light screen, there was a momentary clamor, and many young girl disciples who only knew cultivation and were full of longing for the opposite sex could not help but follow with blushing faces.

Only the old ancestors of the various sects frowned slightly, can the heavenly drums …… be described as knocking good or bad?

Xin Zhuo foot a little, the person has already reached the midair, reached out and pointed to the giant drum, the majestic yin and yang Taiji power, straight to the drum.

This person returned after ten years is already in the spirit stage realm.

Ten years into the spirit platform, this talent has already surpassed the divine body, bloodline geniuses many, this miracle, is also his Xin Zhuo!

Behind the glazed curtain of light, countless people who knew each other could see clearly.

“dong–“

The drum surface suddenly emitted a deafening sound, and a “buzzing” echo swept in all directions.

The aftermath of the sound surrounded the beams for a long time.

The nearest Wu Ying Yue’s face changed and immediately backed away because the drum sound of the person in front of her was different from everyone else, thick, low and continuous, it actually had the ability to shock and injure people.

Behind the glazed light curtain, the disciples of the various sects also had their faces changed, not only because this drum sound was exceptionally different, but also because the drum sound lasted for too long.

“…… five, six, seven, eight, nine …… eighteen ……”

Someone silently counted up and kept counting to eighteen breaths before the drum sound stopped.

Eighteen breaths!
The one who had the longest residual sound from the drums before was Chen Changsheng, seven breaths!
Is something wrong?

In the middle of the field, Xin Zhuo silently closed his eyes, feeling the power of the drum feedback, is little by little to change their own innate impurities and waste meridians and long-time practice of martial arts stagnation, when it is really wonderful.

In fact, his talent was not necessarily stronger than others, it was just that the way he beat the drum was different, he used a flawless offense that mimicked the way those silhouettes had done when they broke out of the Withered Spirit Mountain Stream.

When the eighteen breaths of drumming ended, he opened his eyes and clenched his fists, the power of the Spirit Platform converging as he blasted out three punches in a row.

“Dang! Dang! Dang!”

Three consecutive, dull and vibrating drum sounds spread in all directions.

(End of chapter)