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Chapter 132 Sonic Showdown

The sun is shining brightly and the crowd is bustling.

The streets are noisy, and most of them are children of the world who are carrying swords and swords.

Gaozhou City, as the first ancient city on the border of the Han Dynasty, naturally had heroes and migrant workers.

Sun Ji Noodle Restaurant.

Zhang Yuan ate noodles with his head, and was very enthusiastic. He ate noodles one by one into his mouth. It was fragrant, scented, crispy, and vigorous, and he wanted to eat his top ten bowls.

After getting off the Broken Soul Mountain, he ran for two consecutive days before finally reaching the border of the Han Dynasty.

When you see the prosperous ancient city, you must naturally treat your stomach bag well.

However, after two days of running around, no one from the dark forces encountered.

Although Ren Xingyun reminded him to be careful of the dark forces, the surprising calm along the way made him wonder.

People from dark forces act viciously and viciously, so it is naturally impossible to let them go.

They have never taken action, most of them are waiting for a good opportunity.

However, the more I dragged on like this, the more unfavorable it would be for him.

Because the danger of hiding in the dark is the most terrifying danger, it will suddenly explode and launch a fatal blow.

After eating all the thin noodles in the bowl, Zhang Yuan skillfully stacked the bowl aside and shouted: "Boss, let's have another bowl!"

Six or seven large bowls had already been stacked on the table.

Many tourists from the world looked at him sideways, amazed by his appetite.

"Is it a barbarian who eats so much?"

Someone muttered.

Suddenly, a shout came from the street outside.

"Xiaoyao Sword God is here in Gaozhou City, everyone, come and have a look."

The crowd in the shop striking, and many tourists from the world were startled and rushed over in a hurry.

The silver ingots were thrown back accurately and silver light shone on the seats they had sat in before.

The shopkeeper was also surprised and said, "I didn't expect that Xiaoyao Sword God has come, Gaozhou City is going to be lively now."

Zhang Yuan sat on the table, unmoved, waiting for his face with anticipation.

The shopkeeper's face was stunned, and he suddenly looked at Zhang Yuan and smiled, "Little brother, why don't you go to see Xiaoyao Sword God?"

"Who is Xiaoyao Sword God? Should I go and see it?"

Zhang Yuan showed doubts.

The shopkeeper laughed and said, "I must have just entered the world, right? This Xiaoyao Sword God is on the list and is a hero in the 36th place. His real name is Ruan Erlang. He practiced the 7749th Route Huifengwu Liu Jian. His sword skills are rare. If he can get his guidance, it will be better than ten years of exploration."

He showed his envy and longing, and talked about the unique skills of experts on the list of people, as he knew them.

"Is that so? Why don't the shopkeeper go and take a look?"

Zhang Yuan smiled.

After being reminded by the shopkeeper, I suddenly remembered that there was indeed such a person on the list of people.

However, the other party practiced swordsmanship, and took the light and ethereal route. His palmsmanship, and his majestic and powerful route. The two are not affected by the rivers. For him, there is no reference value.

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly: "When I was young, I also used to hold a sword to the world and had high ambitions. Unfortunately, the roads in the world are far away, the winds are heavy, and I wasted forty years without any success. I have already put off my mind on practicing martial arts. It is meaningless to watch it."

"There are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are grudges. It is probably difficult for the shopkeeper to withdraw from the rivers and lakes."

Zhang Yuan smiled in a narrow smile.

The shopkeeper's face was stunned, his eyes flashed, and he repeated: "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are grudges."

He suddenly fell into thinking.

The guy quickly brought the noodles, which was fragrant. Even though he had eaten seven large bowls, he still couldn't help but feel a lot of appetite.

Zhang Yuan's face was excited and he started moving in a hurry.

Just then!

Suddenly, a crisp flute sound came, rising and falling, echoing back and forth, and it was extremely pleasant to hear it. Even those who don’t understand the rhythm can’t help but feel relaxed and happy.

An illusion was created in front of me, as if I was suddenly in the vast sea of ​​blue waves, and my body was surging back and forth with the waves. It seemed as if I had seen the waves, and it was like I had seen the waves slashing the reefs, and even felt the rich sea breeze, and saw the seagulls `````

Not only that, the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks in front of me seemed to have been swept into the sea, rolling up and down with the waves and myself, floating left and right.

As Zhang Yuan was floating, he suddenly became shocked and hurriedly guarded his heart. His internal force was circulating over and over again, and the illusion in front of him quickly disappeared.

The body no longer floats, and the waves no longer appear.

He hurriedly looked at the shopkeeper.

I saw that the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper were both dull and confused, their faces turned red and blue, and the blood in their bodies seemed to have turned into a surging sea, constantly rising and falling in their bodies. Every time they started, their skin turned red, and once they fell, their skin turned green.

Going back and forth, it's extremely strange.

But they didn't know it at all and didn't seem to feel any pain.

"What a weird flute sound!"

Zhang Yuan was surprised.

They were all affected by the sound of the flute.

He suddenly rushed out, stretched his body, landed on the roof, and looked into the distance.

Most of the people on the street looked demented and fell into a dull state. Their faces were like shopkeepers in the store, with a burst of blue and redness, and their blood was surging back and forth.

But there are also many tourists who are firmly covering their ears, pursuing their internal strength, and having difficulty resisting them.

"Sonic wave attack, who is this? What a terrifying sound wave!"

"The tide of the blue sea is born, we must have heard the tide of the blue sea is born."

"What? Is the 'Donghai Layman' Zhou Xingtian!"

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Zhang Yuan looked far away and saw a lonely boat and a building boat sailing towards each other at the end of the street, in the wide inland river. He gathered a hundred feet away, all of which were still still.

On the boat, there was a figure in white clothes, with a tall body and extraordinary temperament. She stood still with a purple gold crown. A green ancient flute in her hand made a lingering sound.

On the lonely boat opposite him.

A cold young man in black clothes and black hair, holding a long sword in his arms, stood still, letting a sound of flutes surge, his face remained unmoved.

The faster the flute sounds, the more intense the sound.

On the river bank, the tourists who had seen the fun in the past were all in pain and suddenly covered their ears with force.

Many of the people on the street here had bleeding from the corners of their mouths and shaking their bodies.

Zhang Yuan knew that if this continued, someone would inevitably be seriously injured.

Soon, the sound of the flute reached a new peak, and the whimpering whimper made people's meridians in their bodies become disordered, and the waves in their minds rolled, as if the sky collapsed and the earth was cracked.

The young man in black on the lonely boat could no longer remain motionless. His eyes were calm, and the long sword in his hand slowly unsheathed, and a huge aura emanated from him.

But at this moment!

A clear roar suddenly came, the sound waves were vast and masculine, like a suppressed volcano, suddenly erupting.

Boom!

The sound of the flute was instantly covered, and the waves were surging in the inland river.

puff!

The young man in white was backfired by his own internal force and spewed out blood on the spot, his face turned pale, and he stepped back. The ancient flute in his hand thudded and exploded directly.
Chapter completed!
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