Jian angxing suffered heavy damage, both heart and lungs were damaged, but after all, he had half an immortal cultivation. Although the injury was serious, it was not fatal.

Fang Lin looked at the nine finger harp saint and knew that if he wanted to level tianqin peak, he must be defeated.

"Let me experience your ability as a contemporary piano saint." Fang Lin let out a low cry, and the ancient spear appeared in his hand, and the burning God ancient lamp quietly disappeared into Fang Lin's body.

The flames rose, and the dark Kirin armor also covered Fang Lin's whole body. For a time, Fang Lin seemed quite ferocious.

The ancient spear pierced the sky and came straight to the nine fingered harp saint.

Facing this powerful blow, the nine fingered harp Saint had to sigh lightly and concentrate all his strength on one string.

The string is hooked, and the fingers bleed. When the string is pulled to the limit, the nine finger harp Saint suddenly releases the string.

Just listen to the buzzing sound, the sound of the piano turned into an invisible blade, and severely cut Fang Lin's chest, even without the opportunity to make Fang Lin react.

This can be said to be solid. If the ordinary eldest is hit like this, I'm afraid half of his body will be split.

But Fang Lin has the immortal body of the real dragon. Even if he has not been separated and integrated with the real dragon at the moment, it is far better than the physique of ordinary elders.

Blood gushed from Fang Lin's chest, and the piano sound cut Fang Lin's chest open, revealing his bones and hurting his internal organs.

However, Fang Lin didn't even look at it, and the ancient spear in his hand continued to go towards the nine fingered harp saint, looking like an immortal.

The fingers of the master of the nine finger piano played repeatedly, and the sound of the piano was one after another, more sharp than another, cutting Fang Lin's whole body to blood, skin and flesh, looking very sad.

But Fang Lin was so indifferent that the spear finally came to the nine fingered harp saint.

Poof!

The nine fingered zither saint was not unable to avoid Fang Lin's blow, but he knew that his avoidance would bring disaster to his disciples behind him.

Therefore, the nine finger harp Saint did not avoid, and forcibly blocked Fang Lin's ancient spear with his body.

Unfortunately, the nine fingered harp Saint overestimated his own body and underestimated the power of Fang Lin's ancient spear.

The ancient spear directly passed through the heart of the nine fingered harp saint, brought out his heart, and continued to beat at the spear head, quickly repairing the pierced place.

"Master!" The eleven piano masters were all shocked.

Negative Yue King Kong was not polite to these so-called piano masters at all. Taking advantage of a slight distraction in their hearts, bu Dong Ming Wang fire was released, covering the whole tianqin peak in a white flame.

For a while, even the nine fingered harp saint was difficult to resist the king's fire.

On the tianqin peak, screams continued to ring. Except for the nine finger zither saint and the eleven zither masters, all the people on the tianqin peak were killed on the spot, and all of them were burned to ashes by the fire of the Ming king of immobility.

This scene, so that the Confucian people on jugui Island finally collapsed, and immediately scattered and fled, leaving no thought of watching a good play at all.

It's a joke. Even the top forces of Confucianism such as tianqin peak have suffered so much. If they still want to stay here to watch the play, they don't know how to die at that time.

Zhen Yangzi will not let go of these fleeing Confucianists, and finger mang keeps flying out, killing those who want to escape here one by one.

Although the eleven piano masters at the top of the peak can resist the king's fire, they are not the opponents of negative Yue King Kong at all. They were beaten very miserably, and one after another someone vomited blood and flew out.

Jiuzhiqin Saint didn't look at other places, but just stared at Fang Lin in front of him.

At this moment, all the wounds on Fang Lin's body are healing rapidly, and even some serious injuries are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In contrast, the recovery speed of the nine fingered harp saint is not slow, and a brand-new heart grows out of the body, which is completely not fatal.

In terms of the realm of martial arts, the nine fingered zither saint is still far above the forest, and is in the realm of half step immortality like negative Yue King Kong and others.

The flesh of the strong can't be destroyed by half steps. As long as it's not the kind of person whose life is close to death, its vitality will be very rich, and it's difficult to be easily killed by the opponent.

"It is said that you have practiced for more than 3000 years, and your attainments in zither are not vulgar, but it is a pity that you are not immortal after all." Fang Lin said with some sarcasm.

The nine finger zither Saint didn't care: "your cultivation age is very short, but you have such a realm and strength. It's not too much to use peerless genius to describe you."

Fang Lin grinned: "this is not all my strength, but you are almost to the limit."

Jiuzhiqin saint's face was expressionless and didn't say anything.

After a pause, Fang Lin continued, "if I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid your Qin won't last long. Although the ancient Qin is good, it is after all an ancient thing, which has experienced countless vicissitudes."

"What else?" The nine fingered harp Saint answered with a calm expression.

Fang Lin pointed to the saint of the nine finger zither: "also, I don't like your holy word. If you want to talk about the saint of the zither, whether in ancient times or now, you can't be the first person, how can you be a saint?"

The nine finger Qin Saint smiled: "the Lord of the swallow heaven hall is indeed one of the best Terran masters in the world. If I say that I'm not as strong as her in martial arts, but on Qin Dao, I'm confident that I won't lose."

Fang Lin looked at the man with a disdainful face: "you are really confident."

As soon as the words fell, the nine fingered zither changed color.

Because the black Harp in front of him suddenly floated into the air, and the strings bounced one by one.

And this is not what he did at the nine fingered harp sanctuary.

"The little zither player is also called Saint?" The indifferent woman's voice remembered from afar that it was Dugu Nian's voice.

The nine finger zither saint's face is ugly. This is his black zither, which is his treasure. At the moment, he is actually being played by people tens of thousands of miles away. This is simply the biggest insult to his zither master.

Just when he wanted to recapture the black harp, he didn't expect that the black harp was actually resisting the nine fingered harp saint.

"How is it possible?" The nine finger harp Saint seemed to have suffered a bolt from the blue. He looked at heiqin unbelievably. When the treasure that had accompanied him for thousands of years had always been like his life.

But now, the black harp was just played by the man thousands of miles away, and he was dead to the man?

Jiuzhiqin Saint doesn't believe that there is such a person in the world, and he doesn't believe that he lost heiqin like this.

"There is a piano in heaven and earth? Then I'll teach you a move. There is no piano in heaven and earth."

Dugu Nian's voice sounded again, with sarcasm and contempt.

At the top of contemporary Kendo, there is a master of the sword Pavilion who will not yield.

And the first person of Qin Dao naturally also had Dugu Nian.

No piano in heaven and earth? The world is merciless?

The nine finger zither saint was dazed, and the zither state of mind, which tended to peak, fell to the bottom in an instant.

PS: second change, continue codeword