It seems that this White Camel Mountain Villa is not a drunkard's intention!

Saying that he wants to experience a different rhythm, but this back and forth, a fool should also see the unusual meaning from it.

This is an unusual rhythm, this is clearly a needle hidden in the cotton, and a knife is hidden in the smile!

As soon as everyone heard this, they knew that such a performance must be extraordinary, and instantly their faces showed a look of panic, and they tore open their clothes, first tightly stuffed them in their ears, and then tightly packed them on their heads, for fear of leaking a little sound into their ears.

Xie Xiaofeng glanced at Ziyihou, only to see that Ziyihou also covered his ears and stepped back to his side.

Although the martial arts of the purple-clothed marquis had not been fought, after a night of drinking and talking, Xie Xiaofeng could guess its depth.

Although he is now seriously injured and cannot use his true qi at will, no matter how seriously injured a person with strong martial arts is, his skills and martial arts foundation are still there.

Since even the Marquis of Ziyi is like this, it can be seen that this music is definitely not trivial.

And Huang Yatou, the daughter of the owner of Huangdao, also picked up a silk handkerchief and tore it in half, covering her ears.

As soon as Xie Xiaofeng saw it, he immediately asked Murong Hongxiu to cover his ears as well.

This Murong Hongxiu's internal force is similar to the internal force of the yellow girl, and I am afraid that I can't hear the sound of this music.

If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, and it is better to be cautious.

The lord of Huangdao then turned his head and gestured to the mute servant beside him, and the old servant nodded when he understood, and waved his hand to the head of the snake repellent, signaling him to lead his subordinates to retreat and avoid here.

Those people were eager to slip away, and when they saw that the owner of the White Camel Mountain Villa nodded in agreement, they hurriedly drove away the snakes, and the soles of their feet were like oil, and they followed the path pointed out by the mute old servant, and retreated far away.

The owner of the White Camel Mountain Villa smiled and said to Huang Laoxi, "Where the brother's kung fu is not enough. I want to ask Brother Yao to give three points. ”

After finishing speaking, the owner of the White Camel Mountain Villa sat cross-legged on a big stone, closed his eyes for a moment, and the five fingers of his right hand waved with a strange rhythm, and bounced sonorously.

Qin Zheng's tone was already sour and agitated, and his voice in the Western Regions was even more poignant.

Xie Xiaofeng knew a little bit about music theory, and he hid in the dark and didn't cover his ears, because he was very curious.

Curious about what it was like for these two masters to play against each other?

After all, it's not something you can hear if you want to hear it, you can see it if you want to see it.

It can be said that it can be met but not sought! Such a rare grand occasion, how could a person like Xie Xiaofeng miss it?

But when he said the sound of the kite, he felt that the rhythm was consistent with his heartbeat when he heard it, and when the kite sounded, his heart jumped, the faster the sound of the kite, and his heartbeat gradually intensified, and he only felt the pounding of his chest, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Listen to it again, a heart seems to be about to jump in the throat, if it goes on like this, then it will be worth it?

Maybe he will suddenly explode and die.

Xie Xiaofeng knew that the sound of the zither was not so easy to hear, so he hurriedly sat down, calmed his mind and thought, used his internal strength, shielded the harassment of the guzheng rhythm, and the internal force was also working hard to fight against the sound of the zither, and the heartbeat gradually slowed down.

After a while, the sound of the kite could no longer drive his heartbeat, but became more and more calm.

I only heard the sound of the zither getting urgent, and then it was like a golden drum and ten thousand horses galloping, the sound of this zither made Xie Xiaofeng seem to see the ancient battlefield, the golden iron horse, and it made people's blood boil!

Suddenly, the soft rhyme is fine, and the sound of a flute is faintly mixed into the sound of the zheng.

Xie Xiaofeng's heart fluttered again, his face was hot, busy and calm.

Although the sound of the iron kite is loud, it can never hide the sound of the flute, and the sound of the double voice is miscellaneous, and the tone is extremely strange.

The iron kite is like the cry of the Wuxia ape, the midnight ghost crying, and the jade flute is just like the Kungang phoenix, whispering in the depths.

One is extremely tragic and poignant, the other is soft and charming, the two voices are entwined, but the scene is extremely weird.

This is high and the other is low, and the other is advancing and retreating, and they are not inferior to each other.

Just like the yin and yang fish in Tai Chi, one yin and one yang, seem to complement each other, and seem to be incompatible.

Murong Hongxiu couldn't hear the sound, but she was delicate, and she could see the general situation of their fight from the strength of the white camel villa's violin and the rhyme of the Huangdao lord's play.

The two of them looked solemn, obviously evenly matched, and then saw the lord of Huangdao standing up, blowing as he walked, stepping on the gossip direction, Xiao Yin although the body was moving. Looming in the void, he took a position.

This is the posture used by the Lord of Huangdao when practicing superior internal strength on weekdays, once the opponent is extremely powerful, he will deal with it with all his might.

However, the top of the head of the owner of the White Camel Mountain Villa is like a steamer, wisps of heat are rising straight up, his hands are playing the kite, and his sleeves are waving gusts of wind, like a poisonous snake entrenched up, and he does not dare to slack off at all.

Xie Xiaofeng used his internal force to protect himself, condensed his mind, and was not moved by the music at all, and then carefully discerned the rhyme of the flute.

After listening to it for a while, I felt that one was soft and the other was rigid, agitating each other, or advancing to gain momentum, or slowly retreating to wait for the enemy.

When he first heard it, the luck resisted the sound of the flute and the zither at the same time, although he felt very difficult, but when he heard the softness, he found that his heart was not stagnant, and he was outside.

I can only hear the music, and my heart is as empty as a mirror, empty and lucid like never before, so-

Xie Xiaofeng realized that his internal strength was estimated to have improved to another stage.

This made Xie Xiaofeng ecstatic!

From the battle of Yunyan Pavilion and the chaos at sea, endurance and physical strength have indeed been tested a lot, and now by this rhythm, and realize something different, the natural internal force will come naturally, and go one step further, everything is so smooth.

Tsk, if there is an opportunity like today, if you can come a few more times, Xie Xiaofeng will probably be awakened by laughter in his dreams!

Xie Xiaofeng was just happy in his heart, and he heard the music played by both sides more and more urgently, and it had reached the juncture of hand-to-hand combat and hand-to-hand combat.

After fighting for a while, it will be separated, and suddenly there seems to be a faint sound of a long whistle on the sea, and the sound of the long whistle instantly fills the ears, making it impossible to resist.

The Lord of Huangdao and the Lord of White Camel Mountain were shocked at the same time, and the sound of a long whistle poured into it like substance, instantly piercing the game between the two, and the sound of the flute and the sound of the Zheng slowed down.

The whistling sound was getting closer and closer, thinking that someone was approaching the island by boat.

The owner of the White Camel Mountain Villa waved his hand and played the kite, clanging twice, the sound was like a cracked silk like a giant snake roaring, rippling, and he actually handed over his hand.

The whistling sound in the distance also suddenly rose up, like an eagle roaring, soaring into the sky!

After a short time, the Huangdao Lord's Dong Xiao also joined the battle group, wrapped in the waves, like the sound of huge waves crashing.

Sometimes the sound of the flute fights with the long whistle, and sometimes it fights with the sound of the zheng, and the three sounds rise and fall, fighting together.

The whole Hayden was churning violently as if it had suffered out of thin air.