1050: C1050 Drink Ma Lanjiang

C1050 Drink Ma Lanjiang

"This time, I'm playing Drinking Horse Billow!"

Lee Ruyi's eyes swept across the people of Hundred Flowers Sect and said softly.

Her voice was extremely gentle, but when it fell into the ears of the people of Hundred Flowers Sect, it sounded like the sound of a Thunder exploding.

Drink Ma Lanjiang!

This name didn't seem like much, but one should know that within the territory of the Hundred Flowers Sect, there was a river called Billowing River!

Lee Ruyi was playing the 'Drinking Horse Billowing River'. What did this mean? It was clear at a glance!

"Ji Zizai!"

Hua Nichang could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She suddenly stood up and looked at Ji Zizai.

"Sect Master Hua, why are you angry. This Lan River is not Bi Lan River. You must not take a seat!"

Ji Zizai said with a smile.

"Humph!"

Hua Nichang heard him and angrily snorted and sat down.

It was just the name of the Lan River and she really could not use it as an excuse. Furthermore, if she really wanted to fight, she also could not beat Ji Zizai.

The faces of the surrounding Hundred Flowers Sect disciples all turned ashen.

Although Ji Zizai had made an explanation, everyone knew that what he said was complete nonsense.

Drinking Ma Lanjiang was referring to their Hundred Flowers Sect's Lan Jiang!

"Eldest Martial Brother must win!"

The disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect started praying in their hearts.

If they were to talk about the first five matches, they would have lost terribly. It was just that their skills were not as good as others, and they had lost some face.

But now, the people of the Luomei Sect were basically openly humiliating the Hundred Flowers Sect!

Drinking Ma Lanjiang? It was tolerable, it was intolerable!

Even if the Hundred Flowers Sect had the majority of females, it did not mean that they did not have the guts!

At this moment, Ye Meng's childish voice sounded.

"You want to play the 'Drinking Horse Billows River'? What a coincidence, this baby wants to play a song called Billowing River Drowned Your Horse!"

Puchi!

After hearing Ye Meng's words, the disciples of Hundred Flowers Sect couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Eldest Martial Brother was really a good man. Even if we lose the Guqin Dao Competition, we will at least beat you in the name of the Guqin!

Lan Jiang drowned your horse. This song is good!

Lee Ruyi's face instantly turned black!

What is this? My song is called Drinking Horse Billows River, and you call it Billows River Drowned Your Horse?

Ji Zizai and the others all had gloomy expressions.0

What Billows River Drowned Your Horse? This name sounded like it was fabricated.

This little brat was truly detestable!

"Then let me experience the tune of this violinist!"

Lee Ruyi gritted her teeth and said. Her expression was filled with resentment.

Clank, clank, clank!

The sound of the zither filled with killing intent suddenly rang out!

Drinking Horse Billows River, start playing the zither!

Compared to when the soldiers had arrived at the city walls, Drinking Horse Billows River's killing intent did not decrease, but it was even more grand!

A domineering aura that seemed to rule the world, with a long whip pointing at it, spread out from the zither music in an instant!

The expressions of everyone in the Hundred Flowers Sect changed when they heard this, and their faces turned pale once again!

Lee Ruyi was such a delicate girl, but she could play such a powerful and murderous tune. She was truly worthy of being called a genius of the Guqin Path!

If she could play this tune to the end, most of the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect would be mentally injured. In the future, there would be a huge side effect on their mental state!

If things went wrong... Many of them would not be able to make any progress in their lives. They would be completely cut off from the path of martial arts!

This was the terror of a Guqin Cultivator. The Guqin could improve the state of mind of a Martial Cultivator, and it could also destroy a Martial Cultivator!

Clank, clank, clank!

The concentrated zither music became faster and faster. Many disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect had their faces flushed red, and the blood in their bodies seemed to be burning.

When the sound of the zither suddenly changed, the state of mind of these disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect would be like a broken string. With a bang, it would be broken!

At this moment, Ye Cun moved!

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