"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Mr. Wanxiang has such exquisite piano skills. It is truly breathtaking."
An Shigeng smiled and praised Guo Dong's piano skills without hesitation, but just when he was about to applaud, he suddenly frowned: "Huh!?"
Although he didn't know why a sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart, this sense of crisis was so fatal and so strong. Although An Shigeng was extremely confused, his body's instinct still made him subconsciously step aside.'
A slight crackling sound broke through the air, and An Shigeng felt a chill in his ears.
Before he could understand what was going on, there was a loud explosion behind him. When he turned around, he saw that a deep mark had appeared on a railing pillar behind him for some reason, as if someone had cruelly beaten him.
A sharp knife struck the top, almost splitting the stone pillar, which was about the same thickness as a human neck, into two pieces!
"What a pity!"
Guo Dong and Zhuge Zhengwo shook their heads at the same time and sighed.
"Shut up and don't disturb my enjoyment of playing the piano!"
Guo Dong glared angrily at Zhuge Zhengwo, who had a similar feeling with him. Bah, it was Zhuge Zhengwo who had the same intention. He scolded him unceremoniously, and then before An Shigeng fully realized what had happened, he rushed with his hands.
As he swung the strings, bursts of music came one after another like a gust of wind and rain, rushing towards An Shigeng endlessly.
"It turns out it was you!"
Because there were too many and too fast, the shadowless sound blades that were originally formless and formless were revealed by the fluctuations of the air, and they seemed to be real and illusory, and they were disillusioned and uncertain. An Shigeng saw it clearly and screamed strangely.
Pushing his hands forward, a large sea of fire appeared out of thin air, forming a wall of flames directly in front of him, blocking all the sound blades as dense as raindrops.
"He is worthy of being the God of Wealth in this world, and he is very skilled in the miraculous arts of the Western Regions!"
Guo Dong raised his eyebrows. He knew that it was impossible for this wave of blades to kill An Shigeng, but he did not expect that An Shigeng could block it so easily.
However, Guo Dong soon understood. Not to mention that An Shigeng was already stronger than Iron Hand and Zhui Ming together. He was already a true master in the middle and late stages, and he was only half a step behind Catching God.
The ice and fire magic skills of the Western Regions that he knows are definitely not ordinary martial arts moves, but more of a sorcery or magic skill.
The technique of sound killing and the transformation of internal force are the same sword moves. They can be regarded as invisible and formless attack methods. Compared with the protective aura formed by the strong internal force of the two iron-hand chasing people, naturally
If it wasn't a little bit stronger, it would be reasonable for him to be able to neutralize his own sound blade so easily.
Just like when the landlord and the landlord faced Tian Can and Di Que, the landlord could also defeat Tian Can and Di Que, but compared to the landlord's lion's roar skill, it was still weaker and slower.
After all, is there any specialization in the profession?
"That's right, the ancient Eastern sound-turning sword technique, and your ice and fire magic from the Western Regions, are both invisible techniques. It's rare to encounter a master in ordinary times. Today, it's a head-to-head match. It's like you've met someone of the same kind!"
After thinking about this section, Guo Dong's fingers changed, and a piece of music that no one present had heard except him started playing. If there were any modern people here, they would be able to hear Guo Dong's playing in an instant.
It's a song from Jay Chou's Golden Armor.
After all, compared to ancient music, modern music has a faster rhythm and more changes, so it is more suitable for performing sound-killing techniques. Similarly, for Guo (author) Dong (author), modern music is still better than modern music. Ancient songs are more familiar.
And as he plucked the strings, the sound of the piano was loud, and the whole palace was filled with a spirit of war and strength. Dozens of skeleton-like hell ghosts were wearing broken armor and waving rusty ghost-headed swords. , riding on a nightmare standing horse wrapped in flames, carrying the momentum of destroying everything, he stepped on the head of the divine soldier and went straight to kill An Shigeng!
Wuyin Palace Shangjiao Zhengyu, the five elements of Zhengyin belong to fire, its sound is fast, lively and passionate, like the blazing sun in midsummer, rainstorm and thunder, it is the most violent and fierce among the five tones, combined with the ghost of death in Qiyao Although the power of Yin also manifests into ghost soldiers and kills enemies, it is completely different from the time when fighting with Iron Hand Zhui Ming before.
It seems that they are all the same group of soldiers. One is the local Xiang army in the late Northern Song Dynasty, and the other is the most elite Xuanjia army in the founding of the Tang Dynasty. Is there any comparison between the two?
"Well done!"
Seeing this shocking scene, other people were frightened and even inexplicably horrified, such as Zhu Shen and Wang Ye. Although they were friends with Guo Dong at this time, one of them was an enemy of Guo Dong and Shenhou Mansion. Friend, the other one was the one who took the lead in killing Qingqing’s whole family. How could he not be extremely afraid of Guo Dong?
But An Shigeng, the enemy at this time, turned around. He felt a little excited for some reason. He immediately shouted loudly and waved his hand, and an extremely cold air of frost came forward like a glacial apocalypse. , directly turned into a wave of annihilation, and fiercely collided with the huge wave of death composed of those skeleton ghost soldiers!
Click~click...
A series of cracking sounds sounded, and everyone, including Guo Dong, opened his eyes in horror, looking at the top of Shen Bing's head in disbelief. The flickering skeleton ghost soldiers turned into real ice ghosts under An Shigeng's extremely cold ice.
While still running forward ferociously to kill An Shigeng, at the same time, it is as beautiful as a crystal clear work of art. Death and beauty coexist, ferocity and sparkle coexist, making everyone feel stunned and stunned!
Until the forward charge of these Gui soldiers caused the ice to break, turning from the invisible sound blade into fleeting ice shards all over the sky. After a moment of brilliance, they melted and disappeared, except for a pool of water on the ground. Apart from proving that they once existed, there is no trace left.
"It's so exquisite that sounds are transformed into shapes and strings are played into swords. It really opened my eyes!"
Taking a deep breath, he raised his internal energy and recovered the previous consumption. An Shigeng smiled and looked at Guo Dong, whose hand was on the strings but was not playing, and praised him without hesitation. He killed the enemy who almost killed him just now.
"As expected of the God of Wealth in this world, he is indeed the God of Wealth. Not only did you find this art of ice and fire with harsh training conditions, but you also practiced it to such an extent that you are simply an unparalleled genius."
Guo Dong has no ill intentions towards An Shigeng, the villain of the first film. Speaking of which, An Shigeng is not really a heinous person, but more like a morbid schizophrenic patient, and he is also a genius. Just like the thaumaturgy of the Western Regions that he mastered.
Ice and fire thaumaturgy represents his fiery warmth that is both infatuated and sexual, as well as his cold-blooded cruelty that doesn't care about others, even his own subordinates, and only seeks results and benefits. Magical weaponry represents his morbid, dark, and deadly character.
one side.
Speaking of which, he and Guo Dong are actually the same type of person. In the words of Zhang Liangfeng, he is a schizophrenic patient and a lunatic!
It's just that they are geniuses with schizophrenia, and they can control their madness and their schizophrenia.
On the one hand, for the sake of the one you love, for the existence you want to protect, you can look forward to death without hesitation. Even if there is an abyss in front of you, the ghost gate of the underworld, you will step into it without hesitation, fall into reincarnation and be eaten by thousands of ghosts, and still smile like sunshine.
warmth.
On the one hand, you can also kill for what you want, or for your own pleasure and anger, massacre the city and destroy the country, kill all the people in the family, just treat it as normal, and not frown half a brow and tremble half the heart when the blood is flowing, and kill all the people in the world.
The reason may be just being idle and bored, the reason for nuking a country, or maybe just wanting to watch fireworks.
"You have the sound of the piano, which can turn the tangible into the intangible. I have the frost and ice, which can freeze the intangible into the tangible. It can be said that it is like the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat, regardless of strength."
Just as Guo Dong felt sympathy for An Shigeng, An Shigeng also had a far better impression of Guo Dong than anyone else present, so he did not attack again, but instead talked with Guo Dong, as if the two were not in a life-and-death battle.
The enemy they fight is two friends who learn from each other and improve together.
"Yes, both of you and I have mastered unique skills that are unique in the world. However, I am much weaker than you in terms of internal strength and realm. Although playing the piano and turning it into a blade can cause some minor troubles to you, it cannot stop you.
, let alone kill you."
Guo Dong smiled and took out a piece of cloth, simply wrapped Feng Ming Qiu Wu and carried it behind his back. However, whether intentionally or not, a section of the piano head was exposed on his shoulder.
He possesses the 180-year inner strength of a saint, which can be said to be astonishing. However, An Shigeng fully implemented the idea that money can make ghosts grind, and not only found ice and fire magic and magic weaponry that are not martial arts.
, more of them belong to the thaumaturgy of the Western Regions, and they also dabble in a lot of orthodox martial arts, and they are superb in everything. Not to mention, their internal strength is even stronger than that of Guo Dong Sanjiazi, who is rich in money.
.
Those heavenly and earthly treasures, the magical medicine Xianzhi, etc. are not as difficult to obtain for the An family as those peerless magic skills. And don't forget that his father An Yunshan once crushed Zhuge Zhengwo's suction power. These
Apart from being inferior to Guo Dong in terms of purity, An Shigeng's internal strength is only as strong as it is in terms of quantity!
"That's right, and I also master the art of flames. If I want to kill you with all the ice and fire, the sound of the piano alone can't stop me at all."
Speaking to An Shigeng, Guo Dong nodded. There was no hint of displeasure on his face, nor did he explain that he had rebound powers. Not to mention An Shigeng, even if he had transcended, he would still be half a foot in diameter.
It is impossible for me to kill Zhuge Zheng who has entered the golden elixir of martial arts.