Even Yang Xiaofeng was defeated, and now, who else is Yang Shuangzi's opponent?

Yang Shuangzi seemed to be a little disappointed, stared at Yang Xiaofeng for a while, and sneered: "Why, this is all your strength, it's a pity!" Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yang Xiaofeng didn't speak, but the sword in his hand was slowly raised again.

"Die ......".

Yang Shuangzi finally lost the last patience, and roared angrily and raised his sword to stab at Yang Xiaofeng.

This time, there were no more swords, not even fancy moves. There is only the killing intent that makes people chill, the killing intent that harvests life.

The cold sword blade stabbed straight over like that, stabbing at Yang Xiaofeng's heart.

Everyone closed their eyes, and they couldn't bear to look at what happened next.

"Go die", Yang Shuangzi roared wildly, as if only bloodthirsty desire was left.

Luo Qingxue's eyes widened, staring blankly at the situation in front of her, and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to scream, but she didn't scream.

She even wanted to move, but she couldn't, so she could only watch, her feet seemed to be completely nailed to the ground.

But the next moment, she couldn't see anything. Li Muqing was already in front of her, blocking her view.

Seeing that the tip of the sword that stabbed was less than half a foot away from his heart, Yang Xiaofeng suddenly smiled and smiled faintly.

He smiled, threw away the sword in his hand, and then turned sideways and actually crashed into Yang Shuangzi's sword, directly into Yang Shuangzi's arms.

Without any surprise, Yang Shuangzi's double swords rubbed against Yang Xiaofeng's skin.

With a missed sword, he wanted to change his move, but it was too late, it was too late.

Before Yang Shuangzi could change his moves, Yang Xiaofeng's fist had already slammed into his chest.

I only heard the sound of my sternum shattering, and although it was very subtle, everyone on the field could hear it clearly.

Everyone finally couldn't help but open their eyes, just to see that Yang Shuangzi had flown out upside down, and at the same time, the sword in his hand had also been taken off.

"Poof......", at the same time, a mouthful of blood also spurted out of Yang Shuangzi's mouth.

If the expectation is right, Yang Xiaofeng has just shattered his sternum with this punch.

"Is this the end of it"?

Lan Xiaorui felt like she had a dream, staring blankly at the situation in front of her, and it took a while to come back to her senses, and when she looked around, she saw that the others were completely stunned.

Luo Qingxue hid behind Li Muqing, only to hear the sound of a person slamming on the ground, and she was suddenly frightened.

She wanted to see what was going on, but she didn't dare to look at it.

Who is the person who just smashed on the ground, could it be ......?

Could it be him...... He...... Could it be that her man has ......?

She didn't even dare to think about it.

At this moment, Li Muqing's low laughter suddenly sounded in his ears.

She could tell that this was not a sad laugh, and although it sounded flat, it was mixed with infinite joy.

Only then did she dare to stretch out her head, so she happened to see Yang Xiaofeng slowly falling.

He seemed to have used all his strength, and finally collapsed.

"Ah............h What's wrong with you"?

It was cold at the beginning, and I saw that Yang Xiaofeng's face was pale, with a heavy dead gray, and even his eyes seemed to be unable to open.

"Wind ...... Wind ......".

There was silence on the field, only Luo Qingxue's crazy shout, desperate shout.

Her tears were like raindrops of broken threads, all of which dripped on Yang Xiaofeng's face, and even dripped into his mouth.

After a long while, it seemed that he heard Luo Qingxue's shout, and the muscles at the corners of Yang Xiaofeng's mouth moved first, and then slowly opened his heavy eyelids.

What caught my eye was Luo Qingxue's desperate and grief-stricken face. It's so clear, so close.

He stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, smiled faintly, and comforted: "Ah Xue, don't shed tears, I'm fine."

"Wow......".

Luo Qingxue couldn't hold back anymore and cried loudly. At this moment, she couldn't care about anything else, and with her trembling hands, she hugged Yang Xiaofeng into her arms very tightly.

At this point she didn't want to be separated from him again, not for a moment.

"Ayuki...... Ah Xue ......", suddenly heard Yang Xiaofeng scream twice, and at the same time his hands shook wildly, and said loudly: "You hugged it so tightly, I was almost out of breath."

"Ah, you ......", Luo Qingxue hurriedly let go of her hand, her body was still trembling violently, crying with tears but laughing, crying: "Do you know, I just thought ...... Still think you're ......"?

Yang Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Don't worry, my life is hard, I can't die from this injury."

"Good...... Good...... Well......", the others finally came back to their senses, and thunderous cheers rang out on the field.

Lan Xiaorui jumped up high, like a child, and cheered, "Victory...... Brother-in-law, have you seen it, the eldest brother has won, we have won, we have won."

"Well, I saw ......", Luo Qingyu nodded with a smile, as if he remembered something, and turned his head to look at Xie Shan's father and son, and it happened that the two of them also looked at him.

Xie Jun clenched his fists and said happily: "Young Master, Uncle has won, we have won."

Lin Yuhan quietly turned his back, wiped the tears on his face, turned around and chuckled at Tang Yunfei next to him, and said in a low voice: "Victory."

Tang Yunfei also smiled at her, and also whispered: "Yes, we won."

Liang Haixin gently pulled the corner of Liu Ruyan's clothes, and whispered: "Sister Ruyan, Brother Xiaofeng won"?

"Of course ......", Liu Ruyan smiled lightly, reached out and patted the girl's shoulder, and said, "Don't forget, that's your brother Xiaofeng."

"Ahem, cough, cough ......".

A violent cough suddenly pulled the crowd back to reality in their ecstasy.

Interrupted by this sudden coughing sound, everyone suddenly woke up, stared at it, and saw that Yang Shuangzi had slowly stood up.

Once again, the hearts of the people sank.

Looking at the cheering crowd in front of him, Yang Shuangzi opened his mouth with difficulty and sneered: "Victory, you are dreaming." You think I'm going to lose so easily"?

"Wind, he ......"?

The force on Luo Qingxue's hand that was pulling Yang Xiaofeng's arm subconsciously increased a little, and her expression was extremely anxious again.

"Don't be afraid, what about me......", Yang Xiaofeng reached out and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and smiled at her: "It will never be fine, absolutely not."

"But, he ......", Luo Qingxue wanted to laugh, but it was really ugly to laugh than crying.

Yang Xiaofeng slowly raised his hand and stroked the hair on the back of her head, and said firmly: "We have come over so many times in the past, and this time it is the same. I'm never going to die, I'm not going to open a tavern together in Momiji Town, how can I die now. Help me up".

"Haha...... Now let me show you my true means......".

Yang Shuangzi stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Xiaofeng, Luo Qingxue, and everyone on the field, and said almost madly: "You, you, and you, you all have to die...... You're all going to die...... All have to die......".

"Ah Xue, ...... back", although Yang Xiaofeng could only barely stand still with Luo Qingxue's support, but at this moment, he slowly took a step forward, staring at Yang Shuangzi with a solemn expression, and after a while, he suddenly smiled faintly and said: "What other means do you have, you might as well use them all."

"Okay, since you want to die so much, then it will be done for you", the corners of Yang Shuangzi's mouth suddenly showed a few cruel smirks, and then slowly untied the thing he was carrying behind him.

Removing the wrapped strip of cloth, it turned out to be a guqin.

At this time, why did he take out a piano?

Under the puzzled and frightened eyes of everyone, Yang Shuangzi sat down on the spot and put the piano on his lap, while his fingers were pressed on the strings.

What exactly is he going to do?

His fingertips flicked up, and the strings were plucked before everyone knew what he was intending to do.

The mournful sound of the piano was like a cry, slowly coming from Yang Shuangzi's fingers and into the ears of everyone on the field.

The faint sound of the piano seemed to have penetrated everyone's consciousness and reached the bottom of their hearts.

I don't know who this is a lament for?

The sound of the piano is beautiful, but there is only pain in this sound.

The sound of the piano was like a cry, and to people it sounded, it was like a resentful woman whispering her miserable old past to people on a lonely cold night.

Listening to the sound of the harp, people have gradually become resentful.

The sound of the piano could have calmed people's minds and eliminated the ferocity and malice in their hearts, but the sound of the piano not only could not make people's hearts clear, but aroused the anger in their hearts even more.

Or killing intent.

The sound of the piano does not make people forget the sorrow, but rather falls deeper into the sorrow.

What kind of sound is this?

The movements of Yang Shuangzi's hands are getting faster and faster, and the sound of the piano is naturally stronger than a sound. Gradually, everyone's consciousness became more and more blurred, as if it was as if it was ...... It was as if he was about to be completely lost in the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano entered the ears, and everyone's eyes gradually became dull, hollow, and then completely dull.

I'm afraid that in a few moments, they will completely lose their minds and become puppets controlled by the sound of the piano.

At this moment, I only heard Yang Xiaofeng exclaim incredibly: "This is the method of sound killing"?