Peerless Martial God Chapter 411: Xiao Dixiao
The way to kill, kill him a Lingyun.
At this time, Lin Feng has a strong sense of killing, the space is bleak, and the surrounding peach flowers make a whisper sound, as if they are shrinking in the killing of meaning.
Yan Yu Pingsheng looked at Lin Feng with a slight smile on his face. On the mainland, many people are good at killing, but very few people can truly achieve their own killing, and at best they can only be called good killing. .
The real way of killing is extremely horrific martial arts. When rumors were too old, a demon repaired the killing of martial arts, slaughtered the blood and blood, and eventually disappeared. It is said that his killing martial art already broke the sky. , Wu broke through the void, but after all, the legend is a legend, Yan Yu Pingsheng, he has not yet qualified for that level of terror.
With Lin Feng, his experience has always forced him to go to kill, not to kill, to kill him, and only to stop killing, Yan Yu Pingsheng also really felt killing from Lin Feng, so there will be Today's talk, since reality forced Lin Feng to be unable to calm down in cultivation, he pulled Lin Feng and sent him to kill.
"Lin Feng, I give you a tune."
Yan Yu Pingsheng said to Lin Feng, looking at Yan Yu Pingsheng, Lin Feng nodded: "OK."
Yan Yu Pingsheng reached out and all the pawns on the table disappeared. The Ancient Zither carrying Yan Yu Pingsheng was placed on the stone table.
Lin Feng was sitting opposite Yan Yu Pingsheng, didn't move, just watching Yan Yu Pingsheng **** the strings and playing sound of song.
"Oh!"
The strings fluctuated, and a whisper of rushing sounds came out. Above the strings, it seemed that there was a sharp awl lasing, which made the Lin Feng tremble.
The first sound of the harp is the meaning of killing and cutting.
"铿, 铿, 锵 ......" With the fingers of Yan Yu Pingsheng fluctuating the strings, the meaning of killing is getting more and more fierce. Sitting opposite to Yan Yu Pingsheng, Lin Feng only felt a wave of oncoming heads. His heart was constantly ups and downs, and in the same way, the same sharp spirit burst out of his body and confronted Qin Yin.
Yan Yu Pingsheng doesn't raise his head, but just fiddles with the strings and kills them. The houses are endless, and they keep rushing out of the strings.
Fast and faster, the fingers of the Yan Yu Pingsheng fluctuating strings are constantly accelerating, and the meaning of killing is getting stronger and stronger.
Soon, with Lin Feng as the center, in the whole void, there is only killing left, nothing else.
The killing gas of ruthless Wu Qing turned into a pure white cyclone, enveloping Lin Feng's body, as if it were a silkworm cocoon of killing, extremely dazzling.
If anyone else will find here, the meaning of killing has actually turned already into a substance, Lin Feng sits there, but already is wrapped by the light of substance killing intent, and a stream of killing infiltrate into his body. .
And the surrounding peach blossoms and peach trees are all sore and pierced with tiny holes. Even the peach blossoms that were intended to fall are supported by Murderous Qi and stagnated in the void.
Everything seems to stop, only the killing remains.
In this killing mood, Lin Feng first tried to resist, but as killing intent became more and more, Lin Feng, not only did he not resist, he even closed his eyes, and his mind was immersed in the killing that enveloped the world. among.
Yan Yu Pingsheng raised his head and glanced at Lin Feng, the smile on his face became more and more abundant.
Lin Feng enters the state faster than he imagined. It is no wonder that he can have such a realm at this age, and the combat power is far beyond the realm. The understanding of Lin Feng is extraordinary.
However, Yan Yu Pingsheng did not stop. In his life, he encountered many geniuses. The three disciples and talents were all the best choices. Some inherited his martial arts, and some inherited his violin skills, but with Lin Feng. After contact, Yan Yu Pingsheng still couldn't resist the love of this younger generation.
It can be said that he likes Lin Feng character better than his three disciples.
Frankness, resentment, decisiveness.
His big disciples are very talented, but they work for others, they are too deliberate, and they work step by step. Even his teacher counts the same.
His second disciples are also very talented, open-minded and decisive, but they are still not persistent and persistent in many things, lacking a tenacity.
There are three disciples Duan Xinye, kind, fragile, and good piano, but after all, it is the body of a daughter.
Lin Feng has the advantages of his three disciples. When he saw Yan Yu Pingsheng for the first time in the college assessment, he had a good impression of Lin Feng, Yan Yu Pingsheng. In fact, he also treated the younger Lin Feng as his disciples. Otherwise, it would not be possible to teach him so hard and hard, and every time the Lin Feng shouts the teacher, it will make him feel a sense of relief.
The mood of killing envelops the world, the tune of Yan Yu Pingsheng remains, as if it never stops.
Lin Feng's eyes are closed tightly, letting the intention of killing infiltrate into the body, listening with the heart, feeling with the soul.
"This Qu Tian kills, the piano sounds endlessly, the killing intent never retreats, and it never ends. I will see how long you can realize."
Yan Yu Pingsheng sighed, his eyes closed slowly, and he played carefully.
Qin Qu Tian Xiao Xiao is an unfinished tune, it is an endless tune, the sound of which makes killing intent infinitely enhanced.
Time passes unknowingly, as if two people in the Peach Blossom Forest, already, forgot everything and closed their eyes.
One person plays and one listens. Besides, in the world, there is only Xiao Sha.
Outside the Peach Blossom Forest, the distant Tianyi College crowd looked up at the land above the Peach Blossom Forest, with a touch of shock in his eyes.
"killing intent of powerful!"
Many people shivered. In that direction, there was a Murderous Qi storm in the sky, rushing into the sky, where the actual killing intent swept and whistled. The area became a vacuum, only killing intent.
"What's going on?"
More and more people feel this powerful killing intent. The eyesight is full of shock. This killing intent is too scary. It turns into silence, and the space must disappear.
At this moment, a figure jumped into the air, and a huge rock in his hand was thrown out directly, and went towards the white mang in the void.
crowd's eyes all looked at the huge stone. When he came to the killing Baimang, he was instantly smashed into space and shattered, leaving no residue. Only the killing intent was still there.
The Murderous Qi storm over a manor in Tianyi College formed a powerful Murderous Qi storm that shocked everyone at Tianyi College.
Countless people surrounded the Taolin Manor and wanted to see what was going on.
At this moment, in the void, a figure stepped in the sky, watching the Murderous Qi storm frown.
"Deputy Dean, it's the Deputy Dean." crowd saw the figure in the void whispering, and they wanted to know what happened to the Murderous Qi storm.
Long Ding's eyes glanced at crowd, and Lang Sheng said: "The dean is practicing, which led to the birth of this killing intent. It's nothing strange, let it all go."
"It's the dean who is practicing, it's no wonder." Many people know for themselves. After yesterday's incident, they all know who their dean is. Yan Yu Pingsheng, that sentence lets Teng Wu Shan and other Wan Shou Sect strong men The powerful existence rolled back dimly, the powerful existence sitting in the air and wiping the strings to kill the opponent's Xuan Yao mount.
"It is only when the Dean is practicing that he can cause such a big sensation, condensing the Murderous Qi storm. I am afraid that the Murderous Qi storm will be torn into pieces as soon as I enter it.
Many people show a deep dread, and there is awe in this dread, awe of Yan Yu Pingsheng.
The two in the Peach Blossom Forest are still with their eyes closed. Today, already has passed a whole day.
Yan Yu Pingsheng's face appeared pale, and seemed to be struggling.
Qin Qin, does not consume zhen yuan, but consumes the mind, killing the Qin Qin, even more so, it consumes a lot of mind. Ordinary people cannot play for a moment. Yan Yu Pingsheng is powerful, but it has never been Qu Tian Killing and playing for such a long time, at this moment, he felt exhausted and weak.
But the ten fingers of his strings are already sound.
Lin Feng, since he can continue to realize, he ca n’t do anything. Although he does n’t let Lin Feng wake up from the moment, the Murderous Qi storm will still be there, but it will be weakened slowly. His mood of continuing to play the piano is so real and strong!
ps: Flowers. Give them strength. There is a distance behind them. Now they ca n’t keep up. Continue to ask if they can approach the **** chrysanthemum.