Chapter 514 Shocking Wind Fall

Almost everyone thought that when Xia was defeated or even killed, he once again shocked the stage in a shocking way. With the cultivation of the seventh-order heavenly piano master, he used the eighth-order piano skills. This alone stunned everyone present and couldn't recover for a long time.

The same is true for the rulers of the seven major forces. Even if they are used to the world, they are still shocked by the scene just happened.

Shuijie, the water temple on another high platform, also stood up in shock from the chair. His face was full of unspeakable shock. His lips trembled slightly and muttered silently, "Do you use your piano skills? Does he have anything to do with the people in the Shenqin Hall?

The whole audience was quiet, as if everyone could hear their heartbeat clearly. Jiang Xia reversed the situation in an instant, just like slapping the face of those who supported Jingfeng.

Yue'er, Ling Lin, Xia Xiaonan, Jin Kun and the Hydra on the No. 25 ring finally breathed a sincere sigh of relief. Jiang Xia is indeed the creator of a miracle, and there is often a shocking reversal when everyone thinks that the answer has been revealed.

The disciples of the six major forces have long been dumb. At this time, even Xiao Yue's face has a few solemnties. Not to mention Xiao Li, Long Bo, Tang Yi and others. In particular, Xie Hui, who almost died at the hand of the wind, showed weakness on his pale face.

Of course, there are also people who are happy for Xia, Xiuna, Junyou, Shuheng and Mengyu in the Qianlingmen team. Perhaps at this time, Meng Yu's heart can't say what it's like. If he misses it, there won't be a second time. I'm afraid that the only thing left for her is the sadness in regret.

After being surprised, everyone's eyes gathered on the No. 3 ring. In mid-air, only Xia was left to play. The beautiful movement turned gorgeous and refreshing, but under the soft appearance, there was an unconcealed murderous intention.

The chaotic scene gradually returned to calm. The scene of the change of the world just now was unconsciously lost. Blue sky and white clouds, soft light, sprinkled on the earth again.

It's just that at the other end of the No. 3 ring, a figure formed by force tightly grabbed Jingfeng's neck, lifted him up and suspended him in mid-air.

Both the outline and body shape of the figure are the same as that of Xia Ru. Even the unclear facial features are extremely similar. Give everyone the feeling that the one who catches the wind is like the person who is shocked.

"Bun Jingfeng." Jiang Xia spoke. Surprisingly, the figure also opened his mouth together, and the two almost identical voices overlapped, which seemed a little ethereal and melodious.

"I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I said it in the Blue Wind Empire. I was not as good as you before, but it doesn't mean that I'm not as good as you in the future. It's all over.

"Well." Bo Jingfeng struggled weakly in mid-air, like an octopus that was about to lose its breath. His handsome face was as ugly as a pig's liver because of suffocation.

"Fone, let go, me. Please, please, please let me go."

The fear of death and the beautiful future made Bo Jingfeng have to lower his head and beg for mercy. He is reluctant to die. As rumored by the outside world, he is a candidate for the next patriarch of Tianqin. As long, he will be the ruler of one of the seven major forces above ten thousand people. How can he be willing to die?

Yateng's eyebrows on the high platform tightened. He repeatedly tried to persuade Yan Xia, but he couldn't say it. Because at this time, it is not in line with the rules of the Cape War.

Just like Wen Lengkong, the owner of the king's pavilion before, he saw his son Wen Hong die in the hands of the Hydra, and he also forcibly endured grief and anger. In the Battle of the Cape, there is only success or failure.

Looking at Bo Jingfeng, who was begging, he showed a joking smile on Xia's face and choked his neck, showing the same expression.

"Hey hey, Bo Jingfeng, the dean of Bohe spent more than ten years of painstaking effort to cultivate you into the first Tianqin master of the empire. But you are ungrateful and abandon him. After that, you had the idea of my teacher Wutian and designed to take away his Wuxiang Shenqin. With these two points alone, I have to kill you. After coming to the Cape Realm, you killed me again and again. Try to ask me if there is any reason to let you go. Do you want to talk about it?"

The flame of anger gushed out of Xia's eyes. If it hadn't been for the fate, it would have been estimated that nine lives would not be enough to die. When he was emotionally excited, he couldn't help adding gravity gas to his wrist. Bo Jingfeng almost felt suffocated.

"I, I, I'm wrong, I, I dare not. Let me go, I'll be fine, I'll be fine, I'll repay, I'll repay my uncle, Bohe. Intermittly form a sentence, and the mood of the audience is indescribably complicated.

No one expected that the genius of Tianqin Sect, who gathered thousands of auras, would be shocked by the wind. There will be such an unbearable past. I didn't expect that he and General Xia were from the same place.

Blue Wind Empire, a small poor country. Because of the friendship between Bohe and Wutian, these two geniuses will cherish each other and become good friends. But it was Bo Jingfeng's ungratefulness that led to the emergence of today's scene.

"Ha ha, it's late." Jiang Xia shook his head and said with a cold smile, "It's really late. If people do something wrong, they will eventually be punished. Let's end it like this!"

Tens of thousands of people in the audience were shocked, and everyone could feel the infinite murderous intention in Xia's tone. Bo Jingfeng struggled desperately in fear and swung his limbs, which was both funny and extremely pitiful.

"Jing Xia, stop it." At this moment, in the team of Tianqin Sect, Fei Yan ran out and looked at the other party with a begging face, "Zeng Xia, please let my teacher go!"

This scene was unexpected. A pair of eyes swept to the anxious Feiyan. The two generals turned their eyes to each other at the same time, with indifferent eyes, and they did not mean to let go of Bo Jingfeng at all.

"Jingxia, please, for the sake that I once pleaded for you, let my teacher go, I am willing to die instead of him." Fei Yan's delicate body couldn't help trembling, and the crystal tears scratched two tears on her face. She was originally beautiful and refined. She looked pitiful, and men would be soft-hearted.

Xia still didn't say anything, and her cold eyes looked at Feiyan. The two of them used to be hostile to each other, but as time went by, they also knew each other. Feiyan's affection for General Xia has also undergone a subtle change.

"Jing Xia, please, let my teacher go."

He turned Xia's head and first took a look at Jingfeng's pleading face. Then he looked at Feiyan again, shook his head, and clearly spit out three words.

"I'm sorry."

As soon as the words fell, a violent force fluctuation broke out in Xia's body in an instant. He grabbed Bo Jingfeng's figure, and the purple light all over his body soared. In his other hand, he suddenly grabbed a cold sword.

"Hang!" The purple light flashed, followed by the harsh sound of sharp weapons piercing the skin and flesh. The pupils of tens of thousands of people around were shrinking, and the scene reflected in the eyes was that a long sword formed by force penetrated the heart of Bo Jingfeng.

"Well, me?" The fear of death and sharp pain spread on Bo Jingfeng's face, and his lips moved slightly, making a deep and vague sound. The breath began to decline, and the vitality in his eyes quickly lost. The limbs droop weakly and no longer move.

"Ah!" Feiyan held her head in her hands and screamed in pain. The tears were like broken beads, falling down one by one. Then the qi and blood surged up, and it was dark in front of him. He fainted on the ground because of excessive grief. Several disciples of Tianqin Sect hurried forward to help Fei Yan and take him to the back of the team.

Xia sighed helplessly, and then stopped playing in her hand. The figure suspended around Jingfeng also disappeared. The wind, which lost its support, fell heavily on the ring under the gaze of tens of thousands of people in the audience.

At the moment of landing, everyone's hearts seemed to have been hit by a hammer. The first day of Tianqin Sect, the next suzerain candidate, and the second most popular voice for winning the championship, fell. Everyone's heart is like a blockage of a stone, heavy and stuffy.

On the high platform, the rulers of the seven major forces fell into endless silence, and their thoughts were like deep in a quagmire and could not extricate themselves. Yateng's eyes closed deeply and opened again, as if he were ten years old in an instant. The slightly red pupils showed grief.

"Big Elder, go and bring back the body of Jingfeng!"

"Yes." The elder of Tianqin Sect behind Yateng moved and fell next to the body of the No. 3 ring. This elder, General Xia, also knew him. When he was in Taigu Town before, he was the one who didn't let himself enter the Cape. But at this time, he won't find out the old accounts.

As soon as the wind died, the two Shenqin in the void naturally became ownerless things. After the elder picked up his body, he wanted to take Shenqin away. Without waiting for him to take action, Xia's plain voice came over.

"The Kuanglan Shenqin can be taken away. The Wuxiang Shenqin belongs to my teacher and must stay."

"You?" The elder's face suddenly changed, but now he didn't dare to do anything about Xia. He couldn't help but look at Yateng on the high platform.

Yateng, who was in grief, was not in the mood to fight for this. He shook his head and replied in a low voice, "It's up to him."

"Yes, suzerain." The elder stared at Xia angrily, and then took the Kuanglan Wuxianqin and Jingfeng's body out of the ring.

And General Xia did not immediately go to get the phaseless lyre. The death of the wind was still quite a lot of feelings. Not only him, but also the others present.

After a while, Xia took a deep breath and took back the phaseless lyre. He glanced at the surrounding people and finally stayed in front of the demon royal team. The majestic voice shocked the whole audience.

"Xie Yue, do you dare to fight with me?"