Chapter 287 (1/2)

”Magic sound seven word formula!”

Ji Sanniang once again exudes the momentum of the sky, releasing a black and charming atmosphere.

”Hi

Ji Sanniang's red lips vomited gently, her hands on the string!

Zheng!

A special piano sound with the word ”Xi” with an invisible force towards the masked woman, straight to the bottom of her heart.

Immediately the masked woman's face changed slightly, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously showed a touch of joy.

”Angry

Ji Sanniang spat out a word again, the string was plucked, and the sound was trembling.

The masked woman's breath suddenly became disordered, her eyes closed, a tangle appeared on her face, and a touch of anger appeared on her face.

”What a terrible attack

Outside the bar, Xiao Yifeng hears these two voices from Ji Sanniang, and his face is shocked. The voice from the other party's mouth, combined with the magic sound he plays, makes people feel deeply trapped.

It makes people's heart uncontrollable, full of joy, then anger, even the soul seems to be under its control.

But fortunately, the other side's evil voice attack is not aimed at him, plus the powerful nine star Bati Jue, but let Xiao Yifeng not be affected.

However, if this Ji three niangs face to launch such attack to oneself, he is not sure that he can resist.

It seems that this woman is really dangerous!

At this time, in the bar, facing the attack of Ji Sanniang's magic seven word formula, the masked woman gently waved the first red string of qiyinqin with her hands and jade fingers.

Zheng!

A sweet fairy sound! Let a person soul shock, let the masked woman temporarily away from the other party's magic sound attack.

Shua!

Then a red beam of light on the seven tone piano burst out at Ji Sanniang, with a terrible attack.

”Mourn

Ji Sanniang once again issued a low voice, fingers gently on the string, a piano sound sounded again, piercing the soul, let a person have a feeling of sadness surging heart in a moment, endless sad atmosphere lingering all over the body.

”Out!”

Ji three Niang suddenly tongue crack like thunder, suddenly drink a, hands a dial.

Zheng!

Zheng! Zheng!

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

A series of murderous music burst out, converging into an invisible energy.

Boom!

On the spot, the red light burst to pieces, and the masked woman was even more like a heavy blow, with a mouthful of blood. Her face under the veil was extremely white, and her breath was very weak.

”Miss!”

Seeing this, the four women at the top of the condensing atmosphere changed their faces and rushed over.

”Younger martial sister, although you have great talent, your strength is not enough, and you can't play the power of the seven tone Qin. Why don't you give it to me?”

Ji Sanniang said faintly, her eyes were cold.