Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

And the piano scores sent by Tianjianmen and Chuixue Villa finally arrived in the hands of Peng Xian'er and Fifth Changkong.

Afterwards, they picked out the best scores, and then they took turns trying.

But the effect is still unsatisfactory.

Not only did the fifth formation, Chang Jiankong and the others have no chance, but the fifth Changkong and Peng Xian'er also had only one chance left.

The two of them looked ugly.

Without sufficient confidence, I dare not try.

And things have gradually reached a deadlock.

Because for so many days, the monks present have basically tried it, but from beginning to end, no one can make Jiang Yu open his eyes, let alone satisfy him.

"I've seen Senior Jiang Yu, let me try it!"

At this moment, a Liyin came, and then everyone saw a beautiful figure in white clothes fluttering in her arms, walking towards Jiang Yu, bowing gently to Jiang Yu, and then slowly falling to the ground.

"call!"

"Calligraphy and Qin paintings are actually calligraphy paintings!"

"Oh my god, she's here too!"

Seeing this, everyone exclaimed, and many monks showed the eyes of a pig brother.

"This woman is here, **** it!"

And Peng Xian'er and Fifth Changkong also showed dignified eyes.

She has made great achievements in calligraphy, piano skills and painting skills.

Not only that, but she is also recognized as the number one among the entire Nansha younger generation, and the first master to break through Wu Zun at a young age.

In addition, she is the first sect of Nansha, the saintess of the Demonic Sect.

It can be said that she is a woman with countless halos.

Obviously, her appearance changed the scene.

Because everyone can see that this woman is likely to win the inheritance of Jiang Yu.

"Boom!"

The strings of the guqin fluctuated, and the sound of the guqin came out.

As soon as she played the piano, many people involuntarily kept quiet, and many people showed shame.

What they play out, whether it's music or piano skills, is not on the same level as calligraphy and piano painting.

have to say.

The calligraphy and painting of this person is well-deserved.

Finally, she fell slowly, her elf-like face slowly raised, and she looked at Jiang Yu.

Others also turned their attention to Jiang Yu.

Then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, Jiang Yu on the piano platform slowly opened his eyes.

"very nice."

"But, it's not enough!"

In a few short sentences, Jiang Yu closed his eyes again.

"call!"

"It's not enough!"

"Oh my god, how can this be inherited!"

Seeing Jiang Yu say that the tune that Shuqin Hua had just played wasn't enough, everyone immediately exclaimed, but the good news is that for so many days, Shuqin Hua has at least opened Jiang Yu's eyes.

Shuqinhua's pretty eyebrows moved slightly, but his pretty face did not fluctuate. He got up and bowed to Jiang Yu, then stepped aside.

"Saint, it's not the way to go on like this!" Chang Jiankong said solemnly: "Although the calligraphy and qin painting has not won the inheritance, it seems that she has the greatest chance now, and she has to think of a way quickly!"

Peng Xian'er frowned, suddenly realizing that Yu Wujie was gone.

"What about the others?"

Peng Xian'er asked.

"This, it was still there just now." Chang Jiankong also frowned. Obviously, he was all thinking about the calligraphy and painting, and he didn't notice when Yu Wujie disappeared.

At this moment, Yu Wujie has already come to Pingjiang City.

"Piano sheet music..."

While muttering in his mouth, he came to the door of the small martial arts hall.

really.

There were a lot of people gathered in the small martial arts hall, and they were listening to Yi Feng who was sitting on the steps and playing the guitar.

"Come on, the ordinary road."

When the song ended, Yi Feng smiled at everyone.

Perhaps because of the audience, it seems to be his habit to sit here and play the guitar every day, and he will never fall on the daily "ordinary road".

"Dong dong dong..."

The guitar sounded, and everyone in the audience closed their eyes.

And Yu Wujie was lying in the corner of the wall, Zhang Erning listened, and couldn't help but praise: "The song of this little bullet really has nothing to say, in my opinion, it sounds better than the painting of the calligraphy and piano. , I will copy it, my lord, maybe I can turn the salted fish over and gain the inheritance of the Martial Saint in one fell swoop, haha!”

That's right.

When Yu Wujie came here, he remembered the tune that Yi Feng played when he passed by last time, so he wanted to copy this tune and take it to Jiang Yuzhi's tomb to try his luck.

Finally, when Yi Feng Qinxian returned to calm, Yu Wujie also copied the entire piece.

"Well, although I don't know what kind of piano the guy is playing, it should be similar to the one here."

Yu Wujie put away the score with joy, and swaggered out of the city.

opposite.

Just happened to be a man carrying dung came.

Yu Wujie frowned, and immediately shouted at the man carrying the dung: "Hey, lowly mortal, didn't you see me passing by here, sir, why don't you give way quickly?"

However, what he didn't expect was that a golden light suddenly appeared in the eyes of that manure, grabbed his neck and stabbed his head into the manure bucket.

After another beating, Yu Wu Jie was left in the ditch and left quietly.

"Damn, damn, who is this man who is carrying the dung, so powerful!"

Yu Wujie got up from the ditch with a swollen head and a swollen face. Looking at the sheet music in his arms, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh, it's okay, the score is fine."

"Hmph, no matter who you are, the future master will kill you."

Yu Wujie quickly changed his clothes and rushed out of Pingjiang City.

"What have you been doing?"

Seeing Yu Wujie coming back with a faint smell, Peng Xian'er asked with a frown.

"I just went back to pick up a piece of music I composed before, and there was a little accident on the way." Yu Wujie said evasively.

"The song you composed?"

Peng Xian'er frowned slightly. Although she knew that Yu Wujie could play the piano, she never knew that Yu Wujie could compose music.

"Oh, is this brother going to try it?"

"Maybe there really is a chance, after all, the Heaven Gate was opened by Brother Yu last time."

"Brother Yu, hurry up and try it!"

When everyone saw this, voices came out one after another.

"Haha, you're polite, then I'll try it." Yu Wujie responded with a clasped fist and a smile.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Peng Xian'er's face was full of distrust.

"Saint, why not let him try it!" Long Jiankong said aside.

Peng Xian'er thought for a while and said to Yu Wujie, "Then you can go."

"Okay Xian'er, I will never let you down."

Yu Wujie straightened his clothes, took out a guqin from his storage ring, and sat cross-legged in the middle.

On the way over, he had already memorized the score, and referring to his memory, he slowly lowered his palms to the strings.

"dong dong dong dong..."

The prelude to the ordinary road sounded slowly.

"Ok?"

As soon as this prelude came out, the calligraphy and qin painting sitting on the side, suddenly fell on Yu Wujie's beautiful eyes.

The next moment, Jiang Yu, who was sitting on the piano platform.

He also opened his eyes suddenly!