Gong Yang showed off his ten fingers and plucked the strings, and a sound full of iron-blooded fighting spirit rushed out. The sound seemed to have a magical power, making the space almost solidified and time and space slowing down. At the same time, the murderous aura was actually in the void.
They condensed into a sword-armor, roaring and charging towards Zhang Jun. A conservative estimate is that the attack power of these illusory armors is not weaker than that of the peak national warriors!
Thousands of soldiers and horses were hidden among the strings of the piano. This method immediately attracted everyone's applause. What's even more amazing is that as the ram's solo show changed its rhythm, thousands of soldiers actually formed killing arrays.
, as if alive, surrounding Zhang Jun in the center.
"Amazing! Who is this Gongyang Duxiu? His piano skills can definitely be described as amazing. I have long heard the rumor that the sound of the piano can kill a million soldiers, and it turns out it is true!" People sighed one after another.
Then, the sound of Gongyang's unique music became more and more urgent, faster and faster, and his murderous aura became more and more intense. Those soldiers and armors stood unsteady in the void, constantly superimposed on each other. Not long after, at least
Five million Qinyin warriors densely surrounded Zhang Jun, and the strong murderous aura was almost suffocating.
"Zheng!"
Finally, he shouted loudly, plucked the strings with all his strength, and all five million armored soldiers rushed towards Zhang Jun, converging into a white murderous aura, as if it were real. The people around him suddenly gasped, and some even exclaimed: "King of Nanhai, be careful.
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Five million Qinyin warriors combined their forces to strike with a lethal force of at least 500 million. Even Dao Zun may not be able to take it easily. However, Zhang Jun's expression did not change, and the hand he had folded in his sleeve was finally exposed, just lightly.
Pluck lightly on three strings.
"real!"
Time and space suddenly froze, this time it was really frozen, rather than almost freezing when the ram played the piano alone. Whether the ram showed off alone or the five million zither warriors, they were all frozen in the air. Then
He danced with ten commanders and played the song "General's Order". The music was melodious, which vividly demonstrated the majesty and solemnity of the general when he ascended to his tent, his vigor and agility when he went on an expedition, and the intense tension during battle.
There were many military princes and attendants present, and when they heard this music, they all resonated with their hearts. A god prince who was fond of lyrics and music chanted along with the music: The wind blows, the sound of the flute is cold; the sun sets in the desert and the moon is waning in the sky. Listen to it day and night.
The camel bells follow the dream to my hometown; the three-foot green sword in my hand is beside my pillow with six letters from home; I will behead the enemy general, and after watching it, my tears will fade away. Report to the court! Who will listen?
After Zhang Jun listened, he changed the tune and played the song "Seven Killing Orders". As soon as this song came out, billions of sword lights suddenly appeared in the void. With just one slash, all five million soldiers were cut into two.
No one was spared. Gongyang Duxiu woke up immediately. He vomited out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. The five million soldiers seemed to be illusory, but they were actually the stimulation of the potential in his body, so they were broken.
When he died, his cultivation was almost ruined.
Zhang Jun then pressed the strings with both hands, and the music sounded immediately, and he said calmly: "Although you challenge me, I will not kill you today, so go."
Gongyang Duxiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and bowed, then turned and left silently.
The King of Fortune laughed "haha" and applauded: "Wonderful! It is really wonderful! The name of King of Nanhai is well-deserved, it is an eye-opener for me!"
"Since we are playing the piano, how can we be without me, Wei Boran!" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and a hunchbacked old man slowly walked out from behind. He was very old, with gray hair, and wore a gray coat. However, his
There was a Qin on his back. Everyone who saw the Qin had their pupils shrink involuntarily.
"Wangui Qin!" Someone whispered, and then the whole hall fell into silence.
King Fu looked surprised and quickly raised his hands and said, "Senior, could it be that the legendary ghost harp Wei Boran killed tens of billions of enemy troops with just one harp?"
"Young Master." The hunchbacked old man raised his face and showed a strange smile, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Jun, "Young man, your piano skills are good, my hands are itchy, are you willing to compete with me?
Down?"
Zhang Jun said calmly: "If even cats and dogs can play the piano with me, won't I have to die from exhaustion? You can play the piano if you want, but if you lose, you have to get a bonus."
"Is there a lottery? Of course there is one." The hunchbacked old man took out a piece of purple metal, which seemed to be there or not, with strange runes flowing on it.
"This is a piece of void spiritual gold, which is priceless. Void spiritual gold can be used to make magical weapons and is much more precious than talisman gold. I wonder if it can be used as a lucky draw?" asked the hunchbacked old man.
"Barely enough." Zhang Jun glanced at him lightly and asked coldly, "Besides this Wei Boran, is there anyone else who wants to challenge me?"
At this moment, he could clearly feel that something was wrong with today's situation. Suddenly so many people came out to challenge him. It must be premeditated, but what is their plan? Do they just want to use these people to deal with him? This is unavoidable
You underestimate him.
"Me!" A very inconspicuous-looking young man stood up. He was fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed like a beggar, with a dry face, a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and his appearance was disgusting.
Zhang Jun glanced at the other party lightly: "Oh? Young man, what do you want to compare with me?"
"Comparing your courage!" The young man grinned, showing his yellow teeth, "But if you want to compete with me, you must beat Guiqin first."
Zhang Jun said: "Okay, I'll play the piano with him first." After saying this, he waved his sleeves, the law vibrated, and the entire roof of Prince Fu's Mansion was lifted off, and the sky brightened.
Wei Boran took down the Wangui Qin, and his person was suspended in the air, with the Qin lying in front of him. At this time, his whole temperament changed, becoming cold and cruel, with gusts of cold wind blowing, and there was also a sound in the void.
The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
Zhang Jun was still sitting on the same spot. He glanced at Wei Boran and said: "I guess there will be more fun later, and I am too lazy to waste time with you. If you leave now, I will save you from death; if you still want to play the piano with me, I will
The king will immediately cut you into pieces."
Wei Boran laughed wildly: "I have been in the Hengqin world for two hundred years, and I have never met such an arrogant junior like you..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Jun's ten fingers moving together, and with an indescribable rhythm, a nine-color light wave rushed out, instantly surrounding Wei Boran. In that light wave, there were billions of sword lights, billions of swords,
Thousands of sword shadows, billions of thunder, billions of wind blades, billions of ice, immeasurable weight, immeasurable flames, immeasurable tearing.
In just an instant, Wei Boran was shattered into pieces. He didn't even have time to make a sound, and he died like that.
The scene was quiet, and everyone looked at Zhang Jun with extremely shocked expressions. Gui Qin Wei Boran died like this? The other party didn't even have a chance to use his Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Heaven method! What on earth did the Nanhai King use?
Qin? Why is it so powerful? They haven't seen yet that Zhang Jun's nine strings are actually condensed from nine core laws.