Chapter 513 Eighth-order piano skills

After one fierce confrontation after another, the battle between the two Tianqin masters, Xia and Jingfeng, on the No. 3 ring, has reached a white heat. After Xia Jiu was not able to attack, he finally ushered in an extremely fierce counterattack. The two pieces of Shenqin showed their power, and the superimposed power made countless people amazed.

Wuxiang Shenqin attacked Xia in every corner of the void, and countless twisted corrugated lines were defenseless. Use Xia Shi's fingers to touch the strings flexibly and let your rhythm keep up with the other party with all your strength.

All kinds of brilliant piano skills form a chaotic and violent collision in the air, and the space in that small area has a twisted faint feeling of collapse.

At this time, everyone on the field couldn't help but get nervous. Now General Xia has shown signs of defeat, and the rest depends on how long he can hold on.

Ling Lin, Xia Xiaonan, Jin Kun and others all sweated out of their hands. Even Yue'er couldn't help frowning. Jingfeng's strength is much stronger than expected. With the momentum he exudes, he is about to approach the real eighth-order piano master.

"Hey, General Xia, it's all over! You are destined to pay for your stupid behavior.

Everyone was shocked. Jingfeng's five fingers opened, spread flat on the strings of the two pieces of the divine piano, pressed down hard, and then moved from the outside to the inside. In an moment, the sound of the piano, which was originally high, more than doubled.

The majestic rhythm spread out, and many people trembled physically and mentally, and their chests were stuffy. And the power of sound waves is much stronger. Thousands of twisted lines tear the space and take the key points of Xia's body.

He frowned Xia and gathered all his strength around his body to defend. However, at this moment, the storm and tsunami shock wave that had just been stationary by Aoyue Shenqin was also restless, and there were faint signs of breaking through the force of Aoyue's stillness.

The attack of the phaseless lyre arrived as promised, and the heavy bombardment was on the defense of the surface of the summer. Boom!" With a violent muffled sound, a circle of condensed aftermath of power was scattered.

With all his strength to cope with the impact of Wuxiang Shenqin, Xia has no time to take care of him. Kuo Lan once again set off a tsunami shock wave nearly 100 meters high, instantly destroying the static force of Aoyue, pounced on General Xia's body without any suspense, and directly submerged it in it.

"Hahahaha, I said you can't beat me. I want you to die without a place."

The wind laughed wantonly, but the rhythm in his hand not only did not slow down, but also became faster and faster. Layer after layer of tide, one after another of ripple curves leaning down towards the place where the summer is located.

"Jing Xia." Xia Xiaonan's pretty face was as pale as paper, and her beautiful eyes were full of deep worry and grief. Yue'er and Ling Lin next to him hurriedly supported each other. The former opened his red lips and said, "Don't worry, he won't have an accident so easily."

Even if she said so, Yue'er was also anxious. Looking at this scene and saying that you don't worry, it's a lie. Jin Kun, the four yin heroes, Fei Ze and others are also like sitting on pins and needles. They can't be nervous.

The power like the tide of a beast devoured Xia in it, and the space cracked dense cracks one after another. This chaotic scene is enough to explain everything, and the victory or defeat has been revealed.

The disciples in the six major forces have different moods. There are ows, Xincheng and others are gloating. There are also Xiuna, Junyou, Shu Heng and others shaking their heads and regrets. There are also evil Hui, Long Bo, and Ming Ruo's heavy. There is also the complexity of Mengyu and Feiyan. And Xiao Yue with an indifferent face.

On the high platform, the emotions of the seven major forces in power and Shui Jie are relatively calm. The victory of the shocking wind was what they expected.

Speaking of which, in recent years, Jingfeng's reputation in Zhongzhou is not weaker than the first genius of the demon royal family, Xiaoyue. Moreover, it is said that the candidate for the next patriarch of Tianqin Sect is Jingfeng. Whether it is true or not, his strength is beyond doubt. As Yateng said, under the eighth-order piano master, Jingfeng has few opponents.

Step by step, Xia was slowly known by everyone in the Cape Area from a nobody. The growth of this young man is seen by everyone. It is undeniable that if he is given more time, many years later. Jingfeng, Xiaoyue, such a genius, is estimated to be left behind by him.

Maybe he is jealous of talent, or maybe he is destined to pay for his arrogance. In the eyes of most people, he has no hope of survival.

Xue Shayu, the master of Qianlingmen, held her hand slightly, and her beautiful eyes stared at the position where Xia was submerged by the amount of violence. The gentle eyes like water are moving a little softly. The long lavender dress sets her up like a fairy. The beauty frowned, which made people feel a little distressed.

"Hey hey, snow screen master, you made a blind eye this time." The demon smiled strangely, with an inexplicable sarcasm in his tone.

Several other people in power subconsciously turned their eyes to each other, but Xue Sha did not even raise her eyelids and still looked at the No. 3 ring motionlessly.

At this moment, tens of thousands of people in the audience thought that there would not be more than 50 people living in summer. In the chaotic scene, I can only hear the wanton contemptuous laughter of Jingfeng. While stroking the piano with both hands, he couldn't stop laughing. Killing General Xia is indeed a happy thing for him.

"Bad boy, I'm going to leave your bones."

The ferocious and vicious face of the shocking wind, the storm of the destruction of the surname, fell in all directions, and the whole sky was gloomy.

Feiyan's silver teeth in the Tianqin Sect team clenched their red lips, and the shocking wind in front of them was so strange. Where can I find the little shadow that made her love the teacher in the past.

When everyone thought that Xia was dead at this moment, a low piano sound suddenly came out of the fist surrounded by violent forces. Tens of thousands of people present suddenly shrank and secretly doubted whether they had heard it wrong.

Next, the low sound of the piano slowly rises, and the clearly visible melodious melody and the murderous movement of Jingfeng are completely two different styles.

"Boom!"

Don't wait for the people around to understand what's going on. A huge wave of power burst out in the void in an instant. The stone broke through the sky, and the sky and the earth changed color. A crack in black space several meters long is shocking.

"What?" Yateng, the patriarch of Tianqin, changed his face in an instant. Together with several other rulers, he stood up and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise. Under the shocked eyes of tens of thousands of people in the audience, the blue-green tsunami seemed to retreat by some kind of unshakable force. At the same time, a beautiful man wrapped in purple light suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"How is it possible? Is he all right?

"Oh my God! What on earth did I see? Am I dreaming?"

"This force failed to kill him?" ......

An incredible exclamation resounded through the crowd. A pair of eyes are full of strong shock. Not only did he not die, but he didn't even have obvious scars on his body.

The resolute and beautiful face surged with cold and murderous eyes. Jiang Xia appeared again, and everyone's minds buzzed like a thunderbolt.

The disciples of the six major forces, including Xiao Li, Long Bo, Xie Hui and Xiuna, all looked dull and difficult to recover. Fei Yanyu gently covered her red lips, and her delicate body couldn't help trembling.

On the face of the shocking wind, there was also a great panic and disbelief, "How, how can it be? How can you resist the power of my two pieces of Shenqin?

"Bun Jingfeng, as I said, I also clean up the door for Dean Bohe." The cold tone came out of Xia's mouth, and the melodious and gentle sound of the piano was full of endless killing in an instant.

Flexible hands plucked the strings, and the surging purple light rose to the sky. Several meters of space cracks were formed, and the whole ring was like a violent super typhoon.

"Eight, eighth-order piano skills." The trembling voice came out of the mouth of Yateng, the suzerain of Tianqin, above the high platform.

Boom! In a simple sentence, everyone's heart was hit by an extraterrient meteorite. Shocking, trembling. Shocked, doubtful. All kinds of negative emotions came.

"How is it possible? He is obviously just a seventh-order piano master. How can he use the eighth-order piano skills? The demon frowned and shouted in a low voice.

Yateng did not answer, and his shocked face was also full of doubts. That's right! How can a seventh-order zither master use the eighth-order zither skills? However, what Xia shows is indeed the power of the eighth-order piano skills.

The wind and clouds change color, and the momentum of summer is like climbing all the way without end. Under the shocked eyes of countless people in the audience, the tide-like purple power rushed all the way towards the wind. In the process of moving, the purple power transforms into various beasts and human forms. The momentum was fierce and rushed up.

The wind's eyes were full of great panic and panic, and there was fear for the first time. The eighth-order piano skill broke out, which was the power that I couldn't shake. The strong breath of death surged into my heart in an instant.

"Boom!"

It's like the effect of a meteorite bombardment on the calm water, and the violent waves of force swept the whole field one after another. Some players and spectators who were close to the No. 3 ring quickly huddled up and retreated.

Some viewers with poor strength were so scared that their legs were paralyzed and they sat on the ground trembling. The scene in front of them is hard for them to forget for life.

The purple light in the sky was scattered everywhere. After suffering such a strong blow, Jingfeng had stopped playing in his hand. A trace of blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and his breath was wilting.

However, this is far from over. He moved the treble string again, and a figure outline flashed in the void almost exactly the same as that of Xia, but the figure formed by power swept in front of the wind like a meteor.

Following the gaze of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes in the audience, he raised his right hand, grabbed the other party's neck, and lifted it up.