The Eagle Divine Claw!

Xia Yunmo bent his fingers into claws, and his right hand spread, and the cold light filled the void.

In an instant, hundreds of sharp claws were already facing Ding Busi. Each claw force was a terrible change, dazzling and cold all over.

Xia Yunmo was clearly sitting, but when he felt like Ding Busi, he was a condor circling high in the sky, suddenly rushing down from the sky, with a sharp momentum to the extreme.

When! When! When! When! When! When!

The claws touched each other, and the sound of metal and iron fighting sounded, endlessly. The sharp energy stirred, cutting the air.

"Oops."

Ding Busi's forehead was sweating like rain, and his five fingers broke one after another in the collision. Ten fingers connected to the heart. This terrible pain penetrated into his bones and almost made him scream in pain.

This guy has five fingers, clearly five divine swords.

"No, this person with the surname Xia is too powerful. I can't beat him, Mr. Ding Si. If Xiao Cui wants to laugh, just laugh. Anyway, I just can't compare to that bad old man Bai Zizai. Bah, no, Old Man Bai is definitely not a match for Xia."

He had already seen that Xia Yunmo had murderous intentions, and if he stayed there, he would be very likely to die.

Although Ding Busi is a devil who kills people without blinking, he is also very cautious. Once he encounters danger, he will run faster than anyone else.

With a thought, Ding Busi immediately dodged and retreated, and shouted, "Hey, you can't leave the seat. If you leave the seat, you will lose."

This is what Xia Yunmo said before. If he could force him out of his seat, even Ding Busisheng would win.

Seeing that Ding Busi was about to escape from the world's number one, Xia Yunmo and Moon were infused with all the true energy of the Molong Whip. In an instant, the soft whip immediately became as straight as a javelin.

call out!

The Molong Whip turned into a black lightning and suddenly shot towards Ding Bu.

Ding Busi heard the rumbling sound of wind behind him, and thought it was a hidden weapon, so he shot out the nine-section whip in his hand with his backhand, trying to shoot down the Molong whip.

With a "bang", the Molong whip was hit by him and immediately exploded with a "crackling" sound, suddenly exploded into nine sections, and shot towards Ding Busi at a faster speed.

Ding Busi could not have expected such a change. He screamed strangely, his arm trembled, and the nine-section whip immediately hovered into a ball, like a dark cloud covering the Molong whip.

The three-section ink dragon whip in front was blocked, but the terrifying power it carried successfully dispersed the nine-section whip.

Then, the "swish" sound kept ringing, and the remaining six sections were all pierced into Ding Busi's abdomen, chest, arms, etc.

"He...mother! I..."

Ding Busi's face was deformed in pain, his eyes were staring at Xia Yunmo tightly, and his eyes were almost glaring out.

Blood flowed out of the six blood holes, almost turning him into a bloody man.

"Stop until you have no life. Since you have taken someone else's life on the world's number one platform, I will take your life. I think you will not complain." Xia Yunmo said lightly.

"Stop until you don't hurt your life" is the rule that Xia Yunmo announced on the first day.

Although he believed that "don't be innocent once he entered the world", if he hurts his life, he is afraid that not many people will come to the stage. Therefore, after the competition these days, although many injured people were injured, none of them died.

This is better, Ding Busi will kill people as soon as he comes to power. If he is not punished severely, wouldn’t it be a joke for all the people in the world?

Since Ding Busi used a whip to open a blood hole in someone else's body, Xia Yunmo simply opened a few blood holes in his body.

It’s a pity that Ding Busi didn’t hear these words, and he would never hear them.

Everyone in the audience was silent. After about ten breaths, someone whispered.

The old devil Ding Busi died, so he died so simply. It is indeed unimaginable that the Sun and Moon Master’s martial arts are so high.

It also makes the Jiujiewhip breathe a sigh of relief, so at least you don’t have to live a worried life in the future.

Shi Xiaocui sighed: "Oh, let's go back to the Snow Mountain Sect."

Although she didn't like Ding Busi, she had known acquaintances for decades. Now she died in front of her, but she was still encouraged to leave. It was impossible to say that there was no shock in her heart.

Bai Axiu nodded: "Yes, grandma."

...

Time gradually passed and he was the fifth challenger.

I heard Bei Haishi Nian said: "The fifth person, who has not been named, claims to be just an unknown person."

An old man appeared on the world's No. 1 platform.

The old man was carrying this wooden box, with thin body, flowing silver hair, a rosy face, and looked fairy-like and pretty.

A group of martial arts people talked about it: "Who is this old man? Why haven't you seen it?"

"What is he carrying? Is such a big guy a strange weapon?"

Shi Jian's expression moved and said, "Old man, I wonder what you are going to compete for? Eighteen weapons? Fist and foot skills?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "I am just martial arts, and I have old arms and legs, so I dare not compete with you young masters."

Shi Jian said: "If you don't compare weapons, fists, how should you compete? Here is martial arts, which is not possible if you discuss articles."

The old man looked as usual: "Although I have a little worse fists, feet and weapons, I still know some piano skills. This time I came to ask the master of Sun and Moon to learn about piano skills." Then I opened the wooden box behind me, and there was a guqin in the wooden box.

Shi Jian'e frowned slightly: "Qinyi? I'm afraid this is no longer in the range."

The old man caressed his beard and said in a sensation: "The world's number one is compared with martial arts. The sound of the piano is a martial arts, and it is a unique skill no less than any martial arts."

Above, Xia Yunmo waved his hand and said, "Okay, old man, please play it first, let me see what the mystery of your piano technique is? If what is said is true, it will not be too late to compete with me."

Every master who stands on the world's number one is chosen by Xia Yunmo and has a martial art that interests him quite.

The old man in front of him is no exception.

He looked at the old man with interest, wanting to see what tricks he could do.

When I came to the coffee table, I arranged the guqin and plucked the strings to debug the strings. The old man's thin fingers as thin as bamboo tweaked the strings gently, and the clear and lively sounded slowly.

"I have a song, please listen carefully."

The old man's smile disappeared, his clear and energetic face turned solemn, his hands were like flowing clouds and water, and he could not see any dryness and astringency. He was extremely agile.

His hair and beard were all white, a breeze blew by, and his clothes danced. At this moment, he looked like a man among gods and lay Buddhists in heaven.

Everyone in the audience disagreed at first, and then their bodies shook, and their faces showed a look of struggle, and their hearts were even more swaying. As the sound of the piano became more and more gentle, some people couldn't help dancing and dancing to the sound of the piano.

After the song was finished, the piano sound was lonely, and everyone in the audience finally came to their senses. But when they thought of the previous situation, the martial arts heroes still couldn't help but sweat.

This is the sound of a piano, it is clearly the sound of a magic sound, the sound of a man who controls people.

"He is Mr. Qin, Zheng Tiange. I didn't expect that thirty years have passed, and his piano sounds have become more and more powerful." Finally, someone recognized the old Mr. Li.

"Mr. Qin, Zheng Tiange? Who is he?"

"Hey, this zither master was a famous zither in the world back then. The "Flying Immortal" guqin in his hand is also a famous zither in the world. A song is a thousand gold medal and a regular visitor to the nobles of the kings."

"It is rumored that Mr. Qin's piano sound is also perfect, and he has the nickname "Qin Sheng". Mr. Qin was born in a martial arts family, so he wanted to integrate the piano sound into martial arts. His piano sound had the power to confuse people's hearts. Thirty years later, it became more and more terrifying to think about Mr. Qin's piano sound."

Mr. Qin smiled and said, "I think the host has learned my name, so why not give up as soon as possible."

Xia Yunmo raised his wine glass, drank it in one sip, and said, "Martial arts are good, but I can't play the piano. If I want me to play the piano better than Mr. Qin, I seem to have to admit defeat."

Mr. Qin said haha: "I also know that the lord is not convinced, so I have a suggestion."

Xia Yunmo said: "Mr. Qin, please tell me."

Mr. Qin said: "The Lord of the House fights with ordinary masters, and often sits on a stool. Yun Danfeng beats his opponent with calm wind, but his body doesn't move. His martial arts are simply incredible, and the heroes of the world admire them. In our competition, in an incense stick, if I ask the Lord of the House of the House to leave the stool with the sound of the piano, even if I win by chance, I will lose and present the piano score with both hands."

Xia Yunmo said: "Yes, but I have a question."

Mr. Qin said, "Please tell me, Lord."

Xia Yunmo said: "Mr. Qin's song is worth a thousand gold, and those two boxes of treasures are priceless, I think it's not taken seriously by Mr. Qin. Why did he leave his former residence and come from afar to get it from afar?"

Mr. Qin was originally a martial arts family. Now it is a prosperous era, so I think there are no shortage of elegant people. Mr. Qin has been regarded as the "Qin Saint", and a song of a thousand gold is definitely not a boast about

Mr. Qin played the piano and said with a smile: "It is the best martial arts master in the world, and it is powerful in the world. No one knows it, and no one knows it. But although the martial arts master is high, he is not good at piano skills, he is not elegance. I came here this time to recommend myself. If I win, I will take the master as my disciple and teach the sound of silk and bamboo."

Xia Yunmo laughed and said, "Okay, okay, this idea is really wonderful, it should be white." So he drank three cups.

Everyone in the audience suddenly realized that Mr. Qin had returned to the world and intended to accept Xia Yunmo as his disciple.

Those who are quick-witted can immediately guess the purpose of it.

Mr. Qin Zheng Tian is so skilled in singing and qin, and he is unparalleled in the world. But after all, he is still a martial arts figure, and his desire for the best in the world is like most martial arts figures.

And now the number one master today, and the two envoys who gave up the elusive knight island to reward good and punish evil, Xia Yunmo was already sitting firmly in his position, and no one could shake it.

Although Mr. Qin integrated martial arts into the sound of the piano, it was extremely mysterious. If he really fought with Xia Yunmo, he would have been dead seven or eight times before he could open the box. The two were completely incomparable.

If he becomes Xia Yunmo's master, he will be the best master in the world. This style is so high that it is rare in the world. Later martial arts worlds will also be rumored to say something like "Mr. A wonderful song is a song, and he will be the master of the sun and moon."

This old guy really had a good idea.

Xia Yunmo said: "Old sir, please play the piano."

Mr. Qin smiled and said, "Please listen carefully by the master." He adjusted the strings lightly, and with a slight tweak, the soft sound of the piano immediately rang out.

The sound of the piano is soft, as if it is a smile, as if it is a low voice, and it is soft and soft. When everyone hears it, it seems like someone is pulling his heartstrings. Those who know themselves all retreat one after another to avoid being controlled by the sound of the piano.

After a while, many people felt their minds swaying and were unable to control them, and some of them retreated.

There was a rustling sound in front of the world's No. 1 platform, and only twenty or thirty people were left. These twenty or thirty people were all famous figures in the world, and they thought they would not fall into the sound of the piano.
To be continued...