The sloppy old man looked at Ye Feng, wanting to see how he answered.

Because Black Friday is already the world's top music, he says that his music is low-level, doesn't he mean that the music of the whole world is low-level?

Ye Feng spoke: "I understand, you think you have reached the pinnacle of music in this world, right?"

The old man snorted coldly: "I don't dare to say that, but it's about the same." I have made up music that has won Grammy Awards for more than a dozen musicians, and all the ten songs I composed have been on the top five on the Billboard, and if I hadn't refused to show my name, I would have won all the Grammys, Brit Awards, World Music and so on. ”

Hearing him admit his achievements in person, the musician next to him trembled with excitement, and the warriors next to him couldn't help but applaud.

What is a music master, this is a music master, a master who has been recognized all over the world. There is really a hidden master in the world, such a peak musician, the public is completely unaware of him, I'm afraid only some big bulls and high-level executives in the music industry will know about his existence, right?

To be able to meet such a great man and hear such a master play is really the greatest luck in this life!

The sloppy old man also looked at Ye Feng with a sneer, seeing if he had anything else to say.

Ye Feng just smiled slightly: "Even if this is the case, your music is still low-level, the world you think is too small, just stop at this planet." ”

"You!" The sloppy old man was shocked, what did Ye Feng mean by this? Could it be that there is music beyond the earth? The sounds of outer space collected by NASA with probes? That is also called music? This kid can't be a madman, right?

The sloppy old man took a deep breath and said, "Boy, I admit that you are a little eccentric, but what you say is too arrogant, today, I must convince you!"

He took the violin, groaned for a while, and said coldly: "Everyone else, all stand ten meters away, cover their ears, and run the exercises to keep their minds! Don't be negligent, otherwise you will be hurt by the music and bear the consequences!"

Far from panicking, those warriors were extremely happy, was the master actually going to attack with all his might? What kind of shocking music would it be?

However, they listened to the master's instructions, and they had no choice but to comply, and they all retreated ten meters, stretching out their hands as if to cover their ears, but in fact, they were all just making a show, and they were not willing to cover them at all.

Ye Feng nodded to Chen Xueyi and Qin Ling'er, and said, "You also retreat, cover your ears, and don't listen." ”

He knew that the old man's ability was still a little, and ordinary martial artists couldn't resist it at all.

"The song I'm going to play is called the devil's trill! Boy, if you can't stand it, just stop it!" the sloppy old man warned.

Ye Feng casually stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

The old man couldn't help but be annoyed when he saw Ye Feng's calm and relaxed appearance, and he didn't take his warnings to heart at all, so he immediately concentrated his breath and slowly played the violin.

"Z~"

A trill suddenly sounded from the violin, and the strings vibrated as if even the space next to them had been distorted.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder, and those who were a little less focused almost had to vomit out, only to know that the sloppy old man's warning just now was not a joke, and they thought how wonderful the music was this time, who knew how terrifying it was.

The strings trembled, and many warriors hurriedly covered their ears, not daring to have any luck.

As the old man's song became more and more flying, the trills did not stop appearing, when it was not dense at first, it was okay to cover his ears, and when it became more and more dense later, everyone's minds became more and more calm, as if they were in a violent storm and kept swaying, and it was like going to Shura Hell and hearing the devil's sneer.

When it was time for the peak, the ghosts were crying and howling, and several low-level martial artists were foaming at the mouth and fell to the ground and convulsed, and they let go of their ears with both hands, and they were even more tormented.

Everyone was extremely shocked in their hearts, there was such terrible music in the world, people couldn't help but want to shout crazy and run away.

What made them even more horrified was that Ye Feng, who had been standing in front of the old man, had never moved! He didn't even raise his hands to cover his ears, and he didn't mean to run away, this terrifying devil's trill, to his ears, was like a breeze blowing on his face, and it didn't seem to work at all!

"This guy...... What kind of weird exercises have you cultivated, you can not care about the devil's trills at all......" Many martial artists couldn't help but think.

Even the sloppy old man's face changed and changed, and finally he couldn't help but slowly stand up from the ground and enhance his momentum again, but Ye Feng still looked at him extremely calmly, letting the world wind and rain blow, and he stood still.

Eventually, the old man let out a long sigh and put down his violin, and the devil's trills finally came to an end.

The strings stopped trembling, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their faces were already pale, as if they had just finished a marathon, their bodies were limp, and their bodies were soaked with sweat.

The sloppy old man looked at the relaxed Ye Feng in front of him, with a complicated expression: "What kind of exercises have you cultivated that can keep your mind and be completely unaffected by music?"

Ye Feng glanced at him and smiled slightly: "It's not that I'm not unaffected by music, it's just that your music is not qualified enough to affect me." ”

The sloppy old man snorted coldly: "You just rely on a little skill to guard your heart, what is there to be proud of? The devil's trills can't subdue you, even if you are powerful, but what you say is still nonsense in my opinion, unless, you can also pull out this devil's trill, I will believe you!"

Ye Feng laughed for a while: "I didn't want you to believe it, why do you want to play it for you?" whether you believe it or not, I don't care what you think." ”

The sloppy old man was dumbfounded, but he couldn't do anything about Ye Feng.

Ye Feng spoke again: "But these guys don't understand anything, and they dare to open their mouths to offend me, do you really think I'm so easy to mock?"

"Before leaving, these people had to be punished. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the violin was already in his hand, and the strings sounded!

An incomparably domineering and agitated voice sounded, like the roar of the devil of hell, and like a big hole in the sky and the night collapsed.

"Smack!"

At the same time, all the glass products in the vicinity were shattered, and the light bulbs and light pipes above the head were all shattered!

The warriors who opened their mouths to taunt him all spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to their knees.

Even the sloppy old man was violently shaken, fell back three steps in a row, and slammed into the wall!