Chapter 1910

A song of chaos, how can my generation be a thing in the pool!

Lin Yun immediately went berserk, his mellow piano sound like water, at the moment when the opponent's thunder and lightning vortex was broken, he rushed to the front of Wushuang Young Master in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

The terrifying sound of the piano turned into thousands of horses, galloping, and countless swordsmen rode on ancient war horses, marching on the billowing dust with the sound of the piano.

The expressions of the many disciples of the Shinto Pavilion changed dramatically, and they involuntarily took a few steps back.

how can that be?

Young Master Wushuang's piano sound was broken, which is a fact they could not imagine, each one's scalp was numb, and they were amazed.

Nie Wushuang was equally shocked and almost exclaimed, but he came from the Kagura family after all.

In an instant, he reacted on the spot. He used the unique fingering of the Nie family to play hundreds of notes simultaneously in one breath.

hum!

When the sounds of the piano overlapped, the artistic conception in the song was evolved to the extreme. He was covered in blood, his long hair fluttered, and he roared like a madman: "Kill! No! Pardon!"

boom!

The two terrifying visions slammed into each other, and the entire square in front of the hall trembled, and a terrifying aura swept out, and many people were involuntarily sent flying out.

"The rhythm confrontation is so terrible?"

"Did Nie Wushuang block it?"

"Sile, don't underestimate it!"

Everyone was surprised and curious, Ye Qingtian surprised them, and this Nie Wushuang was amazing enough.

At the last moment, such a powerful vision broke out, making this battle of piano sounds suspenseful.

Boom!

The two visions kept colliding, and the place where Wushuang Nie was located had already turned into a vortex.

The surrounding wooden tables were all smashed, and terrifying ripples swayed, and the disciples of the Shinto Pavilion also retreated.

boom!

After a while, when the vision dissipated, everyone quickly looked at it.

I saw Wushuang Young Master's hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and all the strings of the guqin were broken.

boom!

Before it was over, the guqin with the broken strings actually burst into two and jumped out.

"Losing!"

This unbelievable result scared the people of the Shinto Pavilion on the spot, and the saints of the Heavenly Dao Sect also opened their mouths wide.

Ye Qingtian won?

Didn't he win? Seeing Ye Qingtian sitting in front of the guqin with a smug smile on his face, his face was full of arrogance.

That was Ye Qingtian's signature "cheap smile", arrogant and uninhibited, arrogant, and almost didn't write the word arrogance on his face.

Just like the usual arrogance and arrogance, the people watching are angry and angry, but they are helpless.

But this time is different from the past. This time he is defending against foreign enemies and fighting against Young Master Wushuang.

The crowd was not only angry, but extremely happy and hearty.

"The Kagura family, that's all? I want to play the piano for Saintess Youlan!"

"Young Master Wushuang is not very good, our senior brother Ye only understands the rhythm a little."

"Hahaha, Nie Wushuang, weren't you crazy just now?"

"There is no room for you to be arrogant in the Tiandao Sect, hurry up and kowtow to Junior Brother Ye to admit your mistake!"

After the silence, the disciples of Tiandao Sect burst into laughter.

They are not good people. They usually walk sideways in the East Wasteland, but today they were kicked by Nie Wushuang.

He was still threatening that, even if he lost 30 steps closer to him, his face was almost swollen, and he was already holding back his anger.

It doesn't matter whether Nie Wushuang still has the strength to fight, it is too long.

The face of the disciples of the Shinto Pavilion turned green, and Young Master Wushuang was also embarrassed.

"Take Xiqin!"

Nie Wushuang finished speaking coldly, then stretched out his hand to catch the bow and body that others handed over!

When the piano sounded again, a sad and euphemistic tune followed, the lake water spread out, and the moonlight bloomed on him little by little.

"Erquan Yingyue!"

Bai Shuying's face changed slightly, and he immediately heard that this was the famous song of Burial Playboy.

"It's really Xi Qin!"

"Isn't this the famous song of the funeral dude at the Langya feast?"

"This is what happened. The legend turned out to be true. He really knows Xiqin."

Everyone talked a lot, and their faces changed, becoming extremely dignified.

Xiqin is an ancient Kunlun musical instrument, which has long been lost in ancient times. After the unparalleled hands of the funeral playboy, it can be reproduced at the Langya feast.

It is rumored that the Kagura family immediately searched for ancient books after this, looking for a few words about Xiqin, and they really found it.

As soon as the tune started, Lin Yun's vision was shattered, his whole body was limp, and the sound of the piano disappeared in confusion.

"Humph."

Under the cover of his long hair, Young Master Wushuang looked at Lin Yun, snorted coldly, and his eyes were full of disdain.

It can be seen that he has indeed worked hard, and the artistic conception of this Erquan Yingyue is actually impeccable.

There are masters in the Kagura family!

Lin Yun saw at a glance that this should be a strong man with the voice of the emperor, and deduced the score.

Then he found some special techniques in the ancient books, and this Erquan Yingyue was no worse than him, or even better.

That Xiqin!

Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately saw that the Xiqin was extremely extraordinary, not much worse than the Xiqin made by the sacred wood of Fusang in Tianxiang Palace.

boom!

Just between the lightning and flint, one of Lin Yun's strings was broken, and his fingers were immediately cut by force.

Good guy, actually turned against the guest.

Lin Yun played with both hands at the same time, clack clack, the strings of the piano were broken, and the energy exploded, almost cutting off all ten fingers.

"Fight me?"

Nie Wushuang sneered, he slowly pulled his violin bow, and there was spring water in the lake, under his extremely slow pull.

It turned into a thick and continuous sound wave, sweeping like a dragon's tail. At the same time, the artistic conception did not diminish, and the meaning of sadness invaded Lin Yun, making him depressed and his body limp.

For a while, his combat power was greatly reduced, and his movements were stiff. He rose into the air and barely avoided the blow.

boom!

The place where he was sitting was cut off in the middle, and even a trace was swept out of the ground.

The spring water spewed more and more powerfully, invisible sound waves enveloped all directions, and the thick and continuous energy staggered back and forth, sweeping towards Lin Yun continuously.

Lin Yunren was in the air, and suddenly became extremely thrilling. He was too late to avoid it several times, and suffered several heavy blows.

"it is good!"

"As expected of Young Master Wushuang, this guy should be taught a good lesson." Ye Qinghong applauded, attracting a group of disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect to look at him angrily, and a group of female disciples from the Xuannv Academy wanted to kill him directly.

"Ha ha."

He smiled embarrassingly, and looked at Bai Yizhou, but neither of them cared.

"Dare to play rhythm in front of Young Master Wushuang, that's the end!" The tail of the disciples of the Shinto Pavilion's holy heritage immediately cocked up.

Wang Ziyue and others gritted their teeth and looked extremely nervous.

boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise came out of nowhere, but it was Lin Yun in mid-air, with his five fingers clenched, he directly hit the invisible dragon's tail.

"I finally regained some strength, this song is so soft, I almost fell into it."

Lin Yun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth at will, but he didn't look flustered. He just took several heavy blows on purpose.

Make yourself alive, use the pain to pull yourself out of your emotions and sorrows.

I really underestimate the Kagura family. Looking at the handsome Wushuang, this guy does have two brushes.

"Ye Qingtian, if you can take ten steps into me, you will win." Nie Wushuang regained his confidence, grinned, and showed his pride.

Lin Yun couldn't help laughing, you can really pretend, don't you know that you kicked the iron plate?

"To be honest, I also know a little about Xi Qin."

Lin Yunren dodged in the air, looked back and smiled, and said to the disciple of Xuan Nuyuan: "Which sister lends me a Xiqin."

This smile immediately fascinated many Xuannv, but all the delicate and beautiful Xuannv were in a hurry.

"Do you have Xiqin?"

"I don't have it. Xiqin is too difficult. No one can teach it at all."

"Uuuuu, I don't have either, what should I do?"

"Junior Brother Ye wants Xiqin!"

The faces of a group of mysterious women were flushed with anxiety. Looking at Lin Yun who was still dodging in the air, they were about to cry, and they felt extremely distressed.

Xi Qin has just appeared in the world, unless the real music family, the general forces rarely have it.

"do not have it?"

The corners of Lin Yun's mouth twitched slightly, and it seemed that he was pretending to be too big.

Whoosh!

He leaned back and lowered his waist, a sound wave passed close to him, and then turned around out of thin air, avoiding a few sound waves dangerously and dangerously.

Looking down, the moonlight is rising under the lake, as if it is about to break out of the water.

"Just you, can Xiqin be too?" A group of Shinto Pavilion disciples, with mocking expressions on their faces, didn't believe it at all.

"Ye Qingtian, stop pretending, just be obedient and capture it!"

Nie Wushuang laughed loudly, the speed of the bow in his hand suddenly accelerated, and Erquan Yingyue's artistic conception suddenly became faster.

At this moment, a Xiqin and a bow suddenly appeared, as if two shocks flew towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun took advantage of the situation to catch it, and when he looked back, his eyes just met Saintess Youlan.

"Use mine." Bai Shuying said calmly with a calm expression.

Lin Yun was stunned, but he never expected that Bai Shuying would actually help him at this time.

"Thank you Saintess for sending the piano."

Lin Yun couldn't care less, holding the bow and body of the violin with a smile on his face.

With Xi Qin in hand, don't panic.

Swish!

Nie Wushuang was stunned when he saw this scene, and the next moment, his eyes showed a strong color of jealousy, and he wanted to go crazy.

"You also use Xiqin? Get out of here!" Under Nie Wushuang's rage, Erquan Yingyue's artistic conception went berserk, and the bright moon in the lake burst out of the water.

boom!

The violent airflow wrapped in sound waves and roared, and those who watched with power exclaimed.

It was an aura of destruction, the meaning of annihilation with extreme sadness and extreme anger.

It is hard to imagine that a Xiqin can be so powerful, and many disciples of Tiandao Sect are all stunned and amazed.

Even though they were far apart, they were affected by the tune, and their mood became extremely low. Some of them even fell to their knees and burst into tears.

"How exactly did this happen?"

Wang Ziyue touched the tears left silently, with an incredible look on his face. He had also come into contact with some Sile masters in the past.

But I have never seen it like this, and my emotions were affected quietly.

Compared with the terrifying power of the vision, the change in emotions made him even more terrified.

Can Lin Yun hold up?

His heart twitched, and he saw that in the terrifying vision, the soaring bright moon smashed directly towards Lin Yun.

But compared to the panic on everyone's face, Lin Yunsi was not afraid, and even wanted to laugh a little: "I don't deserve to touch Xiqin?"

Are you worthy?

Ah!

Lin Yun let the bright moon fall towards him, calmly pulled the bow, and the moment the bow started to move.

A cheerful tune that no one has ever heard, bursting from the strings, the tune is melodious and the rhythm is brisk.

It is the famous Erhu song, horse racing!

The infinite sadness reflected in the moon in Erquan melted like ice and snow, fading away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The terrifying aura of destruction just a moment ago disappeared, and the bright moon dissipated with a bang, and when it hit Lin Yun, it no longer existed.

The bright moon dissipated and turned into a gust of wind, blowing past Lin Yun.

His long hair is surging like waves, his handsome facial features are exposed without dead ends, and the smile on his face is like a spring breeze.

This scene shocked everyone!

The people who were still in tears just now felt a cheerful atmosphere, and their bodies relaxed involuntarily.

All the sadness was swept away, and a soft smile appeared on his face involuntarily, which was simply divine.

Nie Wushuang was immediately dumbfounded, his mouth opened wide, and the bow in his hand paused.

What the hell is this?

Who can tell him what the hell is this?

"Xiqin... You actually really understand Xiqin." Nie Wushuang felt that his pride was directly shattered, and his eyes almost popped out when he looked at Lin Yun.

"A little bit, a little bit."

Lin Yun blinked, he smiled, the speed of the bow in his hand suddenly accelerated, and the cheerful tune reverberated in the audience.

Hiss!

Lin Yun hooked the strings on the head of the piano, and the bow neighed. At this moment, the galloping horse seemed to come alive.

So real!

Everyone seemed to be in the grasslands, carrying tall horses and galloping wildly, surrounded by the cheerful laughter of friends.

In reality, their bodies couldn't help shaking, the sadness just now disappeared completely, and everyone laughed.

Damn it!

Young Master Wushuang panicked, he cursed, and desperately pulled the bow in his hand, trying to reproduce the artistic conception of Erquan Yingyue.

But how can it be so easy!

Lin Yun's tune was cheerful and melodious, and the more he pulled it, the more relaxed he was. He also deliberately showed off his skills, so that a certain tune kept repeating at double speed.

Looking at Nie Wushuang, he only felt that the bow in his hand was extremely heavy, the strings of the strings had huge resistance, and his arms became extremely difficult between playing.

A handsome face turned red, and he just played half a note.

He was clearly saddened to the extreme, and that sadness and grief were not faked at all.

But as soon as he looked up and saw the smile on Lin Yun's face, and heard the cheerful tune of the horse racing, the tune could not be saddened.

Not to mention Erquan Yingyue, he couldn't even play the normal Xiqin, and his face turned into a bitter gourd.

At this moment, Chopin could not play his sorrow.

The whole audience was laughing, only he couldn't cry if he wanted to.

boom!

It didn't take a moment for him to separate the Xiqin from his hand, and the whole person was shocked by the sound wave, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Yun's signature smile reappeared. He was unrestrained, but he smiled casually: "If you can advance ten steps into me, you will win!"

"You are too deceiving!"

Nie Wushuang was furious, he completely broke his defenses, and rushed towards Lin Yun regardless of the obstacles of others.

"Hahaha, good time."

Lin Yun laughed loudly, and his eyes showed a successful smile.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the air burst out, and after Nie Wushuang approached ten steps, he was directly pulled down by an invisible sound wave.

Oops!

As soon as he landed, his face changed dramatically, and he instantly understood what Lin Yun wanted to do.

The other party wants to use his own way to repay his own body!

Before Lin Yun was affected by the artistic conception, he was emotionally sad, and his body was limp and he suffered several heavy blows.

Nie Wushuang looked up, saw the smile in Lin Yun's eyes, his heart sank suddenly, and he immediately wanted to retreat.

"This is a song in the sky, there should be a fairy dance!"

Lin Yun laughed, Xiqin's voice became extremely cheerful, Nie Wushuang was in it, and he couldn't help himself.

His body swayed uncontrollably, his emotions were inexplicably excited, his hands danced, and his footsteps moved rhythmically.

He actually started dancing, as if he was dancing with Lin Yun.

If it weren't for the expression on his face that was uglier than crying, this song and dance would complement each other.

Seeing Mr. Tangtang Wushuang's funny appearance, everyone was quiet in a cheerful atmosphere, and immediately burst into laughter.

"Senior Brother Nie!"

The disciples of the sacred pavilion of the Shinto Pavilion looked ashamed and couldn't bear it any longer.

The group gritted their teeth, their eyes flashed with determination, and they couldn't let Nie Wushuang lose face any more.

Whoosh!

Jinghong flickered, and several figures rose and fell quickly, trying to forcibly pull Nie Wushuang out.

But the next moment was horrified to discover that even if they didn't land, they were forcibly pulled down by the sound wave.

"Everyone, let's go together."

Before waiting for a few people to regret it, Lin Yun pulled Xiqin and laughed while dancing lightly with his long hair: "I see how charming Qingshan is, I expect Qingshan to see me like this, then play music, then dance!"

[Brother Yun can be considered to be completely arrogant once, he was a little depressed before, in addition, horse racing is indeed a very happy erhu famous song, Ruhuo strongly recommends everyone to listen to it. 】