Chapter 157 Xiaoxiangzi
"Wuliangqin?"
Seeing the guqin in the old man's hand, Han Feng frowned: "Are you the grandmaster of Tianxiahui, the Guqin Demon Xiaoxiangzi?"
As he spoke, a hint of surprise appeared on Han Feng's face.
He had not expected that the Tianxia Association would actually send a Grand Master to attack him this time! "Master Han, Gang Leader Lu has been very kind to you..."
Looking at Han Feng in front of him, Xiao Xiangzi said quietly: "The one who deserves to die is Yun Ting, don't be confused for a moment and ruin your own future..."
"It's not too late to turn back now!"
Xiaoxiangzi groaned.
The dry palm was placed on the strings again.
"I have made up my mind. There is no point in saying more!"
Hearing this, Han Feng shook his head, and saw that his internal strength was shaking, and his whole body was full of energy: "Let's do it!"
"Alas, that's how people are. They won't cry until they see the coffin!"
After hearing Han Feng's words, Xiao Xiangzi sighed.
He shook his head, stroked the strings with his dry hands, and said, "Since Hall Master Han is determined not to turn back, then today I will use this deadly blood sound to challenge your divine wind and invisible kung fu!"
As he spoke, Xiaoxiangzi stroked the strings of the zither with his dry hands.
Suddenly, the sound of a piano rang out, turning into streams of powerful energy that rushed straight towards Han Feng.
Seeing these several powerful energies coming towards him, Han Feng narrowed his eyes.
But he suddenly swept his left leg forward, and immediately a powerful force was raised, rushing towards the several energies! Buzz! Instantly, the two energies collided and turned into a whirlwind, sweeping in all directions.
"Master Han, your realm is not as good as mine. Shenfengwuying is known for his speed..."
"It is unwise to confront me head-on like this!"
Xiaoxiangzi played the guqin, speaking leisurely and calmly.
If there wasn't a murderous aura in his piano music, and the force of his energy wasn't strong enough to penetrate the stone tablet, it would be easy for people to think that this was just an ordinary conversation.
"There's no point in talking any more!"
After hearing what Xiaoxiangzi said, Han Feng shook his head and said, "If you want to fight, then fight. Why bother talking so much?"
“Okay, okay!”
Hearing this, Xiao Xiangzi nodded and said, "Master Han is so open and aboveboard, it is I who have said too much!"
"In that case, Hall Master Han, how about my Five Qi Waves?"
As he spoke, Xiaoxiangzi's dry palm swept across the strings of the zither five times.
The rhythm of the piano sounds like swords, spears, and cavalry, clanging in the ears and overflowing with murderous aura.
The released internal force turned into wind swords and sound swords, five of which rushed straight towards Han Feng, wanting to kill him on the spot.
"What a great move! Five Qi Waves!"
Seeing these five consecutive wind sword sounds, Han Feng was not afraid at all: "Just watch me use this move of Wind Sweeping Clouds to break your five consecutive waves!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Han Feng's body suddenly turned around, and powerful strength emanated from his body.
This force was not at all weaker when facing Xiaoxiangzi's five consecutive wind knife sound swords, and it collided directly with them.
Boom! Suddenly, the two forces collided with each other, making a loud noise.
But in an instant, the two forces canceled each other out at the same time, turning into a huge whirlwind that blew away the surrounding soil and wood, and caused rocks and sand to fly everywhere!
Han Feng, at the Grandmaster level, fought against the Grandmaster for two consecutive moves and still remained undefeated.
Such strength is already extremely terrifying.
“Okay, okay!”
Looking at Han Feng in front of him, Xiao Xiangzi praised him repeatedly: "A master at the Grandmaster level actually broke my two deadly blood sound moves. Hall Master Han is indeed a natural talent!"
"It won't be too boring for me to kill such a genius!"
However, as soon as Xiaoxiangzi said this, Han Feng's figure in front of him suddenly flashed and disappeared.
!!!
Afterimage!
Seeing the scene in front of him, Xiaoxiangzi's face changed.
He didn't expect that the figure of Han Feng he saw just now was actually a residual image! "This guy is so fast that he can make the residual image look real. He even fooled me. He really deserves to be the head of the Fierce Wind Hall!"
For a moment, Xiaoxiangzi was filled with shock.
Buzz! Just when Xiaoxiangzi was surprised, a muffled sound suddenly rang out.
Looking for the source of the sound, he saw Han Feng coming to his side at an extremely fast speed.
It was so fast, as quick as lightning, and it kicked him hard in the head.
This move was the surging wind and thunder in the shadowless divine wind! This kick was as powerful as thunder, and his legs were as fast as the wind. Xiao Xiangzi was only stunned for a moment, and this kick had already arrived in front of him.
The next moment, there should be a scene of Xiaoxiangzi’s blood splattering on the spot.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
However, Han Feng's body passed directly through Xiao Xiangzi's body.
Just as he passed through, Xiaoxiangzi's body slowly disappeared like an afterimage.
"Transform into Qi and retain the form..."
Seeing the scene in front of him, Han Feng said in a deep voice.
"good!"
As Han Feng said this, Xiao Xiangzi's voice came from the side: "Master Han, you are indeed a natural talent, but it's a pity that there is always a clear boundary between the Grandmaster and the Grandmaster!"
"For example, no matter how fast you are, you can only leave an afterimage, but when you reach the Grandmaster level, you can turn your energy into energy and leave your physical form behind!"
As he spoke, Xiaoxiangzi stood on one leg, put the guqin on his other leg, and said, "The soul-chasing music is so powerful that it can destroy people's bones, and the blood-dripping magic music can confuse people's hearts!"
After these words were spoken, Xiaoxiangzi stroked the strings of his zither again.
Buzz! This time the sound of the piano was more desolate and sharp, and it also carried a strong murderous intent! A powerful aura mixed with this murderous intent was like a long spear rushing forward, which was several times more powerful than the wind blade sound sword just now! Seeing this scene, Han Feng did not dare to be careless and was on high alert.
I saw his shadow flashing repeatedly, and his legs were scattered all over the sky. Each leg shadow carried the power of wind and thunder, and blasted towards Xiaoxiangzi with overwhelming force.
For a moment, wind and thunder surged, and strong energy flew everywhere.
With Han Feng's full effort, he was able to fight the Qin Demon Xiaoxiangzi on equal terms in a short period of time.
Boom! Suddenly there was a huge muffled sound.
Han Feng's body suddenly exploded backwards, and he retreated more than ten steps on the ground before he could barely stabilize his body.
At this moment, his whole body ached and he felt vaguely weak.
On the other hand, Xiaoxiangzi's zither strings were just vibrating and his blood was boiling, but there was nothing serious.
Although there is only one word difference between Grandmaster and Grandmaster, the gap between the two is indeed huge!
Even though Han Feng is very talented, he still can't cross the gap in realm...
"Master Han..."
Looking at Han Feng in front of him, Xiao Xiangzi shook his head and said, "You are the first Grandmaster who can fight me to a draw in a short period of time!"
"Today, you just failed in realm!"
"If you are given a few more years, it is still unknown who will win!"
"It's a pity that you don't have that chance anymore."
As he spoke, Xiaoxiangzi brushed the strings of his zither with his dry palm and said, "Now that things have come to this, I will send you off for the last time. On your way to the underworld, you will not be alone with this music as your companion!"
"My last song is called the Grief of All Ghosts!"
Having said that, Xiaoxiangzi didn't waste any words. He moved his palms and suddenly swept across the strings.
(End of this chapter)