"Yes."
"Let's have an ambush!"
Just when Wu Yonghong and others were about to lose their breath, Yi Feng finally patted his thigh and made a move. Although this kind of music is not suitable for guitar playing, it doesn't matter if he can improve his piano skills.
Seeing Yi Feng's action, Wu Yonghong and others were relieved, and the hanging heart was finally released.
However.
Just when they thought Yi Feng would show his skills and directly kill the two demon families, they found that Yi Feng did not attack, but picked up his strange musical instrument.
"Give you another one!"
Yi Feng smiled faintly.
But Yi Feng said it was easy, but Wu Yonghong and them were not easy at all. The fallen heart hung up again.
"This..."
"Sir, why are you still calm!"
The three were terrified.
Because anyway, it is also the attack of the two demon sects. Even if Mr. doesn't pay attention to them, he can't let the two demon sects attack.
And if such a degree of attack is really fought down, sir may be safe, but they have suffered a lot.
Under the cold sweat, Wu Yonghong and others couldn't help it any longer, so they had to ask Yi Feng.
"Dong!"
However, before they could export, Yi Feng had already plucked the strings. With the string moving, the famous song of a previous life was played slowly.
In an instant, a spirit of killing came out and filled the whole week.
The whole space seems to be shrouded in a battlefield, which makes the immersive people nervous immediately.
At the same time, with the fluctuation of the string, an invisible fluctuation came out of the air.
"Whew!"
Almost in an instant, the two huge energy balls didn't even fluctuate, turning into nothingness, as if they had never appeared!
Hiss!
Seeing this scene, Wu Yonghong, who was nervous, was stunned like a stone pillar. His mouth was cold, and his eyes were about to fall down.
Lu Dasheng was even more frightened and fell into the cesspit. Ignoring his embarrassment, he stared at the miracle.
Two such powerful attacks.
Actually.
Is it broken by a note?
What kind of peerless means is this? What kind of heaven cultivation can do this?
On the contrary, Yi Feng's leisurely appearance on the recliner seems to be doing a trivial thing!
When Shura and Fu Dao saw this scene, they were also surprised with a cold sweat, and fear spread in their hearts.
He looked at the young man on the couch with an incredible face.
Then I realized that the most powerful thing in this martial arts school was not the three martial arts schools they saw, but the most ordinary and ordinary young man lying on the recliner.
Such peerless means directly made them lose their mind to fight.
Because it's not at the same level at all.
The two looked at each other and planned to put away their umbrellas and leave.
However, another note suddenly spread out of Yi Feng's guitar and shrouded in Shura and Fudao.
Their eyes widened.
Under this energy, their eyes were full of despair and they didn't know how to resist.
In an instant.
Invisible energy penetrates through.
The two demon sect masters of the sky eating demon wolf family turned into nothingness in an instant, as if they had never been here.
And the sky.
Also restored calm.
There was only a big black umbrella without owner, which fell slowly from the sky.
See this.
Wu Yonghong and others have been foolish.
Although they know that Mr. is very strong, they have never felt so real.
Two demon sect masters!
People who can almost walk sideways in Nansha are so understated that the fly ash is annihilated?
"Hoo!"
They looked at each other with cool breath in their mouths. They all saw absolute shock from each other's eyes!
No wonder.
No wonder Sir didn't pay attention to the attack of those two people!
Now think about it, but they are too calm and impatient.
Finally.
Yi Feng's complete ambush on all sides has been played.
Although the guitar is not suitable for playing this kind of music, it feels good on the whole. Yi Feng is still very satisfied.
He smiled and looked at Wu Yonghong and others.
But I found that all the people were standing foolishly, just like dementia.
Aware of Yi Feng's eyes, Wu Yonghong and other talents quickly calmed down and praised from the bottom of their hearts: "the power of Sir, let us worship and admire!"
"What I saw today is an eye opener for us!"
When the words of praise came, Yi Feng smiled helplessly.
It's a song, and it's blown like this.
But I also understand that, not to mention his superb piano skills through systematic practice, just the song of ambush itself is a shocking existence.
This is his hometown in his previous life, with 5000 years of cultural heritage!
"It's no big deal, calm down!"
Although Yi Feng was quite proud, he waved to them modestly and smiled.