"There is."
"Let's come to the song "House of Flying Daggers!"
Just when Wu Yonghong and the others were about to lose their temper, Yi Feng finally slapped his thigh and got some movement. Although the tune of "House of Flying Daggers" is not suitable for guitar playing, as long as you can improve your piano skills, don't care. .
Seeing Yi Feng's move, Wu Yonghong and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the hanging heart finally let go.
However.
Just when they thought that Yi Feng would show his skills and directly destroy the two demon sects, they found that Yi Feng did not attack, but picked up his strange musical instrument.
"One more song for you!"
Yi Feng smiled faintly.
But Yi Feng said it was easy, but Wu Yonghong and the others were not easy at all, and the heart that fell was hanging up again.
"This…"
"Why are you still holding your breath, sir!"
The three were terrified.
Because this is no matter what, it is also the attack of the two demon sects, even if the husband does not take them seriously, he cannot allow these two demon sects to attack.
And if this level of attack is really fought, the gentleman may be able to be safe and sound, but a few of them have suffered a lot.
Under the cold sweat, Wu Yonghong and the others couldn't bear it any longer, so they asked Yi Feng aloud.
"Boom!"
However, before they could export, Yi Feng had already plucked the strings. With the movement of the strings, the famous tune of the previous life, House of Flying Daggers, was played slowly.
In an instant, a chilling air came out, filling the entire surrounding sky.
The entire space seemed to be shrouded in a battlefield, which made the immersive people suddenly tense.
At the same time, along with the fluctuation of the strings, an invisible wave rose into the air.
"call out!"
Almost in an instant, the two huge energy **** did not even wave a single wave, and turned into nothingness, as if they had never appeared before!
hiss!
Seeing this scene, the nervous Wu Yonghong and the three were stunned in place like stone pillars. There was a cold breath in his mouth, and his eyes were about to fall.
Lu Dasheng was even more frightened and fell into the cesspool, ignoring his own embarrassment, staring at the miracle.
Such a powerful attack.
Actually.
It was actually broken by a note to understate it?
What kind of peerless means is this, and what kind of sky-reaching cultivation can do this?
Looking back at Yi Feng's leisurely appearance on the reclining chair, it seems like he is doing a trivial thing!
When Shura and Fu Dao saw this scene, they also broke out in a cold sweat, and fear spread in their hearts instantly.
He looked at the young man on the reclining chair in disbelief.
Only then did I understand that the most powerful thing in this martial arts hall was not the three martial sects they had seen, but the most ordinary looking young man lying on the reclining chair.
Such peerless means directly made the two lose their minds to fight.
Because they are not on the same level at all.
The two looked at each other and planned to put away the umbrella and leave.
However, another note suddenly spread out from the guitar in Yi Feng's hand, shrouding Shura and Fu Dao.
The two widened their eyes.
Under this energy, their eyes were full of despair, and they didn't know how to resist.
In an instant.
Invisible energy pierces through.
The two masters of the two demon sects of the Heaven-devouring Demon Wolf Clan instantly turned into nothingness, as if they had never been here before.
And the sky.
Calm was also restored.
There was only a large black umbrella with no owner left, which slowly fell from the sky.
see this scene.
Wu Yonghong and others were already dumbfounded.
Although they knew that Mr. was very strong, they had never felt it so clearly.
The two masters of the demon sect!
A character who can almost walk sideways in Nansha, just like that, to put it mildly, the fly ash is annihilated?
"call!"
They looked at each other and gasped in cold air, seeing the absolute shock in each other's eyes!
No wonder.
No wonder Mister didn't take the attacks of those two people seriously!
Thinking about it now, they were too impatient and impatient.
finally.
Yi Feng's complete House of Flying Daggers has been played.
Although the guitar is not suitable for playing this kind of tune, but the overall feeling is not bad, Yi Feng is quite satisfied.
He smiled and looked at Wu Yonghong and others.
But I found that this person was all standing stupidly, as if he was demented.
Aware of Yi Feng's gaze, Wu Yonghong and other talents quickly regained their senses and praised from the bottom of their hearts: "Sir, let me admire and admire him!"
"The demeanor of Mr. today that I saw today is an eye-opener for me!"
When the words of praise came, Yi Feng smiled helplessly.
It's just a piece of music, and it's actually blown like this.
However, I understand that, not to mention the superb piano skills he has practiced systematically, the tune of House of Flying Daggers alone is a shocking existence.
This is the hometown of his previous life, five thousand years of cultural heritage!
"No big deal, calm down!"
Although Yi Feng was quite proud in his heart, he waved to them humbly and smiled.