Around Wang Dao, spiritual energy has turned into countless strange symbols, which are energy notes.

Su Wu was surrounded by these energy notes.

King Dao did not launch an attack.

Even though they were far away, the students in Shudu were dizzy by the strong sound waves.

It is no exaggeration to say that if the kingly way is not controlled, these students in Shudu might be shocked to death.

At the center of the sound wave, you can imagine how much pressure Su Wu is under.

A warrior with a realm power has no power to resist in the face of such absolute power, like a small boat in the sea.

At most ten seconds, he will definitely not be able to hold on.

Wang Kaixuan laughed.

Qu Xiaoxiao touched the wound on his neck and sneered, "This guy is a bargain. Brother Dao can't kill him today."

Xia Chuchen pinched his hands tightly, and his nails were almost pinching into the flesh, so he was extremely nervous.

Meng Jiang is ready to take action.

Meng Fei thought to himself that although Su Wu was extremely talented, he was too impulsive, too stubborn and too arrogant after all.

It is better to be injured than bow your head, this kind of personality is too easy to suffer losses.

Look, what is Su Wu going to do?

Suddenly someone was surprised.

Everyone stared at the sight of Su Wu holding the pipa, playing.

Wang Kaixuan, Li Tian and others laughed. What is Su Wu going to do? Playing the pipa? Will he do it?

Playing the pipa is not about writing poetry.

Writing poetry can test your talent, but playing the pipa requires years of hard practice. They have never heard of Su Wu practicing.

Xia Chuchen is Su Wu’s deskmate, and she has never heard of it.

Su Wu started playing.

The skillful fingering, rhythmic changes, and the sound of the pipa that spread all over the world immediately shocked everyone present.

When Wang Dao heard this, his mind trembled, but he immediately calmed down.

At this time, Su Wu was getting better and better, and he played faster and faster. He did not use his spiritual energy, but was just playing purely.

Despite this, everyone seemed to feel thousands of troops appearing in front of them, and they are full of murder.

Everyone got goosebumps.

Meng Jiang even closed his eyes completely and took the opportunity to music.

How is this possible?

Wang Kaixuan and others were dumbfounded.

Qu Xiaoxiao's expression was even more like seeing a ghost.

Xia Chuchen covered her red lips, her face full of disbelief.

The kingly sound of the pipa was gradually suppressed by Su Wu's rapid pipa sound like lightning as rain.

Although the king's spiritual energy covers more than ten feet of radius, the sound of his pipa has gradually disappeared.

The spiritual warrior of folk art lost the medium of musical instruments, which was equivalent to losing a pair of hands.

Wang Dao finally couldn't keep calm. He opened his eyes suddenly and saw Su Wu playing with his eyes closed. His face changed drastically.

Su Wu's rhythm has reached its highest point.

Wang Dao could no longer suppress it and could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He was backfired!

Brother Dao!

Wang Kaixuan, Qu Xiaoxiao and others changed their faces and stood up and rushed forward.

When all the students saw this, they were shocked and surprised.

How could a powerful warrior severely damage a spiritual warrior with a song? Why is this?

They have too low vision and can't tell why, but Meng Jiang knows why.

A master of wiseness can break the opponent's heart of Tao even without musical instruments.

However, Meng Jiang asked himself that he wanted to break the kingly Taoist heart and it was impossible not to use spiritual energy at all.

Incredible.

Meng Jiang couldn't help asking, what kind of song is this?

Wang Dao also looked up at Su Wu.

Su Wu overlooks the kingly way.

Qu Xiaoxiao insulted me for no reason and took the initiative to attack me. You wanted to take away your name without asking the reason. Now I am ambushing you with this Qu, which is a lesson for you. If you don’t accept it, you can go to Shudu Martial Arts School to find me!

However, you haven’t practiced Shu Daojia yet, so you should go back and practice again.

Su Wu said lightly.

Wang Dao vomited blood and fainted on the spot when he heard this.

Brother Dao!

Qu Xiaoxiao and others were shocked.

Everyone was shocked.

Is this still a powerful warrior?

A song hurts the kingly way, I am afraid that even Mr. Meng can't do it.

It's a song that is so ambushed on all sides, but I'm not as good as me.

Mr. Meng praised, if he was a spiritual warrior, who could match the world?

Everyone was shocked.

Wang Kaixuan and others sneered, spiritual warriors, go dream.

Su Wu said, Mr. Meng is too good at it, I am just showing off my skills.

Mr. Meng suddenly looked outside and frowned and said, "Who is it?"

Amitabha

A monk in white robe seemed to appear in front of everyone out of thin air.

Old Meng's face was solemn, and he distorted people's sight with his spiritual energy. The monk's spiritual cultivation level was at least four levels.

He must have been here for a long time, but no one noticed it.

The white-robed monk looked at Su Wu, smiled and said, "The little monk Kongming, came to invite Mr. Su to go to Shunan."

Are you a monk from Chanyue Temple?

Mr. Meng was slightly shocked.

The white-robed monk did not answer him, but walked towards Su Wu and said, donor, follow the monk.

Su Wu wanted to retreat, but what shocked him was that an invisible force controlled him, and he could not move even if he had a step.

What a powerful spiritual energy!

Su Wu was shocked.

Meng Jiang's spiritual energy overflowed and tried to help Su Wu get out of trouble, but the white-robed monk just stepped forward. Meng Jiang staggered back and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

Don't hurt my dad!

Meng Fei shouted angrily and punched the white-robed monk. The sound of anger sounded, and the air in the entire venue was shaken by the punch and flowed everywhere, like a hurricane.

The monk in white robe said softly, "I heard it."

The invisible spiritual energy wrapped around the air between heaven and earth, forming a golden arhat, clenching his fist.

boom!

Meng Fei was knocked away by a punch and fell to the ground to vomit blood.

One move defeats the warrior Meng Fei, a power three-level power.

The students were already shocked.

Before everyone could react, the white-robed monk and Su Wu were gone.

Wang Kaixuan suddenly wanted to laugh out loud, Su Wu would definitely die this time!

This great monk is so powerful that he can kill Su Wu with just one finger.
To be continued...