TIANYA DUAN think impassability iron bravery Hou do so also faintly feel that this kind of wind seems to be inconsistent with his adoptive father in the past.
But he soon gave up exploring this point because there were more important and critical things floating in his heart.
"Adoptive father is still showing signs of decline after the gathering of experts from all sides, which means that Master really has a chance to get there."
There was a long silence in the chamber of secrets and a sigh.
TIANYA DUAN sat with his back to the center of the entrance chamber of secrets, and closed his eyes on the ground in front of him.
It is his teacher’s own will to get there, which is a very unlikely hope.
However, whether it was success or failure, it seemed that every day would be a year older in those two months. The swordsman had specially told them that the master and the apprentice didn’t have to meet again.
Then he’ll listen to the war in the quiet room with all his heart and soul.
The piano is still going to die out completely, but the magic melody of Tianyin has sent out a lot of tremors that are not as beautiful as before, but stronger than before.
Seven people from Emei Sect in the square shook out the last sound, and seven musical instruments almost broke in no particular order, and seven people shook them and fell unconscious one after another.
Zheng!
Fang Yunhan hugged the piano and held down the strings with one hand to stop the shortness and weakness of the piano
His eyes shone on the whole square. After the piano disappeared, those people remained motionless for a long time. Obviously, the base was seriously worn out.
They dare not move their limbs, but their eyes change at most, noting Fang Yunhan’s move.
"It’s not bad. You have a lot of bright performances, especially just now. That song cooperated with a few Taoist monks to almost push me to 60%. That should be the closest moment for you to win."
After waiting for a long time, Fang Yunhan said, "But now none of you can continue to come to me?"
When you are silent, the wind will respond.
Fang Yunhan’s eyes swept through the person who left a deep impression on him from that part of the moves or the timing, and he still remembered the feeling just now
To be honest, the pressure was unexpected at the moment when Tianyin Zhenmoqu was first played.
In the past two months, with the progress of Yan fanatics’ ability, the double promotion of template indoctrination and self-cultivation has been stronger than that of Beijing during World War I.
However, the cooperation of the right schools is still amazing enough.
Their offensive is not the kind of superficial moves, but the rhythm. Many people in bring up the rear take over the swordsmen and wait for the opportunity to move around, which can almost be regarded as a seamless connection
It’s a pity that the swordsmen of Wudang, Huashan, Kongtong and Diancang, the heads of the four factions, were forced to enter the struggle link without coming to issue their final sword tricks like Taoist Kubai.
If one more master like Cao Zhengchun confronted them head-on, it would really hurt Fang Yunhan.
Read this prescription and Yunhan sweeps away his sight.
He remembered that there are such masters in the big sects.
Master Shaolin Knot in Songshan Mountain is proficient in many stunts such as lion roar, great compassion and palm, and has become famous for decades.
Wudang Yan Chongtian was the first master of Wudang ten years ago, but she did not accept the position of head, but closed her mind to cultivate wild silkworm magic.
According to the information of Guan Haitang, Yan Chongtian cultivated the magical power of wild silkworm. Later, it seems that something went wrong, and he became very powerful and sometimes bedridden and sick.
Until years ago, Wudang’s old enemy, Tianmen Youbang, formed an alliance and forced Yan Chongtian of Wudang Mountain to be beaten into a half-dead state. However, due to coincidence, she was reborn as a natural silkworm and rushed to help the right path. All the masters of the factions repelled Tianyan Youbang and defeated the enemy door.
Fang Yunhan has seen the portraits of these two men, but they didn’t make moves just now.
His eyes fell on the corner of the square.
There, Master Jie and Yan Chongtian all sat on the ground, each with a palm against an old man with a bent hat.
Fang Yunhan swept away the strings, and a firm but gentle wave shot from the strings and cut the hat across more than half the square distance.
The bamboo hat was divided into two halves, with gray hair and loose hair. The man looked up in the direction of firm but gentle, revealing a face with some impression.