Seeing that Tangshan was leaving, everyone present was in a hurry, but they were at a loss, their strength was not as good as that of others, and no one dared to chase them, for fear of Tangshan's killers.

After all, people represent the royal family, and it is okay if the law does not blame the public, but if you take the risk of being remembered, the county officials are not as good as the current management, and the reigning Son of Heaven is in charge of the entire Taiyuan, and it is no problem for the whole country to kill you.

Everyone didn't chase after them, but Zhang Wu gave Huang Xian a look, and took advantage of everyone's lack of attention to quietly slip away.

As the saying goes, good things come with a lot of grinding.

The realm of Tangshan is lofty, and there is a sense of not seeing or hearing, so he stopped without going far, stared at the people coming from the sky, and whispered: "Qin Old Devil!"

This person has an old face, drooping skin, long hair parted in the middle, braided at the back of the waist, with the temperament of a modern artist, with the piano behind him, the sun sets, moving forward slowly, and the golden afterglow is all over his body.

The most powerful thing is that this person obviously didn't play the piano, but he made people fantasize, the sound of "Zheng Zheng" was in the ears, and the sound of killing was all over the sky, making the grass and trees bleak, the fallen leaves were falling, and the world was desolate.

This is a sad qin song, called "withering and guarding the lonely city", the old demon did not play the piano, but made people understand the emotions he expressed, but also let the heaven and earth echo, with the mood to affect the heaven and the earth, just like the dragon king must have wind and rain when traveling, the son of heaven must have a guard of honor when he travels, and the gods must have a vision when they come to the world.

Martial arts to a certain extent, not only can affect others, such as if you are sad, your parents will not be happy, but also affect nature, the piano is not moving, the intention is first, there is a fairy-like atmosphere!

The two were in the midst of a confrontation, and someone came from Kuocang Shen Mountain.

Like a roller coaster, it slid down from the snow-covered peaks, accompanied by a long howl of "Cool!" that shook the mountain and almost caused an avalanche.

After going down the mountain, I don't look at those characters with holes in the top of my head, I go straight to Tangshan, I am wrapped in snowballs, I cover my face, I don't disperse, I live a big snowman, barefoot, my feet are like white jade, I don't get dusty, even if I step on the mud pit, I step on the thorns, like Maitreya Buddha, the world is not dirty, I walk one step at a time, I can't hear it, I don't shout Amitabha Buddha when I see people, I only do the namaste.

There are more women who come into the air, stepping on the branches, like birds flying, and there are martial arts of "stepping on flowers is not bad".

Fluttering long hair like green silk, blowing lightly with the wind, wearing a hat, tulle covering the face, every move has the elegance of a bodhisattva, showing the beauty of women's tenderness, surrounded by flying birds, the vision of a hundred birds towards the phoenix, the living Bodhisattva descends to earth.

The three of them surrounded Tangshan in the middle, silently, except for the old demon Qin, who did not cover his face, and could not cover his face, his piano was a symbol, and the remaining two did not show their true faces, obviously with scruples.

Zhang Wu and Huang Xian hid behind the hill and didn't dare to look at others, for fear of being sensed, these masters have a god-like realm, and he, a master of the transformation realm, is very good in the eyes of ordinary people, and he is a mortal in the eyes of others, and he is really vulnerable.

"An ancient corpse, who gets it?" Tang Shan lowered his eyebrows and looked at everyone, as if he was immersed in his own world, and respectfully put the corpse on the ground, this thing is only valuable if it is complete, if it is divided, it will oxidize and rot within a few days, and this line is equal to nothing.

"Let it be given to me, the Son of Heaven will give him an explanation!" Qin Lao Mo did not speak, his voice did not move, it was not ventriloquism, but the sound of the qin, his hand did not know when it had touched the qin behind him, and under the flicking, it was like a living person opening his mouth, which was wonderful.

"Come and get it!" Tang San didn't look up, his tone was calm, and he was not at all imposing when he was surrounded by people.

Qin Lao Mo didn't expect him to agree so readily, but he was speechless for a while, and his heart was immediately suppressed, and he wanted to step forward but had scruples.

If you don't go, the heart will naturally be weak after a while, and the prestige will be one head worse, and you can't play extraordinarily, and the people who are not as good as you will have the upper hand, not to mention that Tangshan is not weaker than him.

"Throw it over!" Qin Lao Mo was not to be outdone, he wanted to use his words to get it back, and he also wanted to get the ancient corpse.

"There is a kind to take, and there is no kind to retreat!" Tangshan does not give in, domineering and unparalleled, and has a majestic style.

Hearing Zhang Wu's blood boiling behind the hill, life should be like this, when will he be able to break to this level, and be reborn again in vain!

Qin Lao Mo frowned, this sentence made him even more imposing, but he suddenly smiled.

"You don't have to provoke me, if you are sincere, throw the ancient corpse over, if you are not sincere, your subordinates will see the truth!"

"Zheng ......!"

The sound of slaughter filled the sky, the golden afterglow shrouded him, and a ball of golden light appeared behind him, like a qin fairy, followed by falling leaves Xiao Xiao like rain, the trees closest to him were bare in an instant, everything in heaven and earth became cold and desolate, and there was sand and dust everywhere, the cool breeze was whistling, the warriors stroked the qin, and the heaven and earth were bosom friends!

Seeing that Tang Shan and Qin Lao Mo are going to use force, the other two retreat silently, you two fight first, we are waiting to catch the cheap......

Knowing the sinister intentions, Tang San had to do it, or he was not afraid of this in his heart, let alone the three of you, if there are ten more hundred, I will also beat you to death!

People's character is shaped by the things experienced in life, Tangshan won 600 black boxing games in Xizhou in the early years, what kind of record is this, no one is invincible in the back, he still continues to fight every once in a while, even if the enemy is not an opponent, whether it is erasure or slaughter, he has to fight, just to maintain the immortal belief of invincibility!

Zhang Wucai fought a hundred fights, basically to the extent that black boxing was invincible, and then he never went to the ring again, because there was no challenge, but Tangshan could fight more than 600 fights, and his invincible belief was piled up with human heads!

Seeing that Tangshan was ready to go, his god form was mutated, and his murderous aura was attacking, and he was full of paranoia, rage, and madness, Qin Lao Mo no longer waited, closed his eyes, and stroked the qin.

Suddenly, there is a tyrannical sound of killing, the evil spirit is awe-inspiring, the qigong luck is at the fingertips, "Zheng" a wave of air flies, and then "Zheng" a sound of chaos in the sky and earth, the wind and sand and fallen leaves roll up, and the sandstorm covers the world and the earth, directly submerging the figure of Tangshan.

In the center of the wind and sand, Tangshan has become a native, and he didn't use any counterattack, as if he was feeling the power of this piano sound, and he was gathering momentum, and the qi wave was like a knife cut, cutting a few subtle cuts on his body, but that's all.

When it was felt to a certain extent, Tangshan went crazy!

"Wow......!"

A thunder sound is like a roar of heaven and earth, startling the sky "boom", the void is electrified, the sandstorm is reversed, as if ploughing, scraping the turf, rolling the leaves in, and rushing straight towards the old demon of the qin, this lung capacity is like a river, and the opening and closing are terrifying.

Tangshan attacked almost at the same time, rushing away with the inverted sand and dust, and the whole person changed again, like a silent drop of water, hidden in the rain curtain, in harmony with heaven and earth, and integrated with the air, without the wind and smoke and human smell, and without the manic mood just now, hidden without leakage.

At this time, the old demon of the piano kept in his hands, the sound blade shot out, tilted his head to the side, and listened carefully with his left ear forward, because the sky was full of sandstorms, his eyes were useless, they were all smelly of dust, and his nose was tasteless, only his ears were good, not to mention that he was playing the piano and had to listen to the sound.

But in an instant, I was shocked.

The strings of the "boom" are broken, and there is a killing machine in the world.

Piano is dead!