Wen Yiming decided to use his hole cards to break out, even he didn't know, if the first sentence soared directly to the super G7 scale, would he be able to hold it later?

He knew that Vitas, who sang the dolphin voice, reached a maximum of e7 in "Devotion", and it is said that the frequency reached 5,000 hertz at the time of the initial recording, and it was only after recording three broken microphones that the sound frequency was reduced to 2,500 hertz. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As a female soprano, he had heard that Mariah Carey could reach G7, the highest note of the piano, but it seemed controversial.

Wen Yiming shook all his thoughts in a thought, he didn't care about it anymore, didn't he say that if the sky wants you to die, it must make you crazy first?

Farewell concubine, what you want is momentum!

And his momentum has climbed to the pinnacle, and the only thing he needs is an atmosphere that infects the audience.

Eighty-four seconds, Wen Yiming's fists clenched suddenly, and a click of fist bones was clear in his ears.

I couldn't help but turn my hand and grab the placket on my chest, and with a 'tear' sound, my entire chest was revealed, and even the sleeve of my left arm was torn.

When the steel teeth were about to shatter, he let out a low cry, and a drop of essence blood exploded in the spirit ruin space

'Bang!'

Everyone saw that the coiled dragon on Wen Yiming's chest rose up vigorously, lifelike, as if it was about to break out of his chest.

And the entire naked body was instantly filled with a layer of blood mist, and what was even more amazing was that because he only detonated the essence blood and did not break out into the attack, the blood vessels in his whole body swelled, and the blood mist oozing from his scalp instantly dyed the white hair red, and some of the ends even hung with blood beads.

Although Wen Yiming did not induce the true qi, because of the extreme murderous aura and death will that filled his body, the hidden sword intent in his body was born instantly, but he did not riot.

A red mist permeated the blood and breathed a trace of death, and in an instant, the death will that had just spread out was in company.

At this moment, he didn't have any thoughts, as if he was being pulled by the energetic music, and only felt a point of no return, only killing, endless killing, could give the watch to those who wanted to protect.

Wu Zhong's eyes tightened, and he naturally moved his index finger, he saw Wen Yiming, who was like a bloody man in that scene, like a long sword that was proud of the world, ready to move in the endless will to die, as if he wanted to break through the sky.

Meng Wuregret took a deep breath, the light flashed in his eyes, and he said secretly, the sword intent actually has a tendency to fuse, how is it possible?

Everyone on the field felt a sense of tragedy

Hero's End!

For a second, it's like lightning.

And the next second, when everyone was immersed in the prelude of the music and couldn't extricate themselves, but they were surprised and looking forward to it.

Suddenly, he found that Wen Yiming's legs were slightly separated, and his feet had sunk into a few inches with a clattering sound, and the ground was cracked everywhere like a spider web.

While tilting his head and inhaling deeply, the dragon in his chest stood out, and his left fist made a crisp 'bang' to pinch out a trace of blood.

At the same time, Wen Yiming picked up the dim Yan, and the cloth wrapped around it between his shaking hands was twisted into pieces by the sharp edge, and it flew all over the sky.

Between raising his arms and raising his sword, a majestic momentum led to the red mist all over his body to rise into the sky like a long sword splitting the sky.

Followed by

A domineering voice that was high to the extreme, as if announcing the world, resounded throughout the audience!

"I~~~ stand in the gale

I can't wait to wipe out the heartache

Look to the sky

The clouds move in all directions

Sword in hand

Ask the world who is the hero

I stood in the gale

I can't wait to wipe out the heartache

Look to the sky

The clouds move in all directions

Sword in hand

Ask the world who is the hero"

Wen Yiming roared furiously with all his high notes, and with the integration, he didn't realize that he had forgotten everything, and entered the realm of selflessness when he had comprehended the sharing of concentration.

He didn't know anything about the reaction off the field.

Unbeknownst to him, the first phrase 'I'm standing' in the extreme treble caused a series of shocks and sounds.

First of all, the emotional peripheral observers, unanimously gritted their teeth into pieces, it was really too high the pitch of the first word, but there was no trace of unpleasant feeling, only a kind of blood that made people want to rush to the picture.

And even the high-level executives were shocked that all the cups in front of their tables were shattered in unison in the high-pitched surging singing, and the sound of ping-pong bells was endless.

There was only shock, no exclamation, everyone was angry at that moment, and in the angry and strong rhythm, they felt a loud and uplifting song.

In the second paragraph, not only did the crowd not feel that the repetition was unnew, but their emotions became even more high.

Because Wen Yiming's tone once again raised the vocal range by a span in the second section, the treble has already made the performance field slightly windy.

This point, even Wen Yiming himself did not expect it, he couldn't help but feel that the sword intent in his body was causing him to vent unscrupulously.

In addition, he overlapped the second paragraph many times in the engram, forming a chorus effect, and that feeling made everyone want to lie down and pound the ground.

When he finished singing and asked who the heroes were in the world, all the vigorous music gradually soothed, and the square was suddenly silent.

But when the aftermath of the accompaniment was about to disappear, a subtle sound vibrate, followed by a zither pulling out the gentle guitar strings, in which sometimes the sound of a piano drum sounded, sometimes accompanied by the beating of the bell and cymbals, so that the whole music turned into a tender infinity.

This accompaniment was extremely short, but Wen Yiming found that Fang had just been too strong and could not turn soft in an instant, at this moment, he was barely prepared, but the sword intent in his body stirred up a sword qi, which spontaneously detonated his essence blood in an instant.

'Bang!'

Wen Yiming didn't feel whether the mental power was consumed hugely, his emotions were already deep in the transformation of rigidity and softness, he seemed to see Yu Ji's martyrdom, see the overlord commit suicide, and see the eternal sorrow.

The extreme stiffness and abrupt softening, the clear and clean voice with a trace of affection, really makes people deeply understand what tenderness is like water, rippling in the music, and flashing a little love waves.

"There are a thousand charms in the world

I love you alone, and I love you

When sad parting, there is no one on the road differently

How many years of love were buried in a hurry

You are the most important in my heart

Joys and sorrows are shared in life and death

You use tenderness to the bone

In exchange for me, I have no love

You are the most important in my heart

My tears rushed to the sky

In the afterlife, he should also be the hero

Return to the sun"

The transformation of extreme rigidity and softness stunned everyone in the audience, even the high-level executives.

What really shocked them was that Wen Yiming was full of blood mist again at the moment when he turned soft, and they naturally didn't know that this was the effect of sacrificing essence blood.

However, in Wen Yiming's gentle and tactful singing, the angry expression had long disappeared, but it was replaced by sadness and affection.

Under the explosion of essence blood twice in a row, the corners of Wen Yiming's mouth continued to overflow with gorgeous red blood in the light song, and with the poignant scene of the overlord Yu Ji saying goodbye in the sunset in the picture, countless people were broken.

At this moment, all the women had tears in their eyes, biting their lower lipes to prevent themselves from crying, as if they were afraid that Wen Yiming would be affected and vomit blood and die.

There were specks of blood under the feet of the young men, the pain of the ten fingers clenched into the flesh.

The music continues, as if crying and waiting for the next life to continue the frontier!

The singing is still repeated, singing the eternal classics, which are intensifying like old wine.

The picture is poignant and unbearable

Tears were outlined into regrets, and the heroic and beautiful woman's vigorous love ended like this, so that for the first time in the history of the Sage Square, the sound of sorrow was sprinkled.

Sadness is spreading!

The pillar of light of the Tongming Sage Monument was also spreading, but no one noticed it

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