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

Finally, the sound of footsteps came.

The crowd suddenly looked up.

A figure in a white robe, with a gentle smile, walked out slowly.

He is out of the world, extraordinary bearing, unrestrained and elegant, his eyes are clear and moving, especially his faint smile, which gives people an irresistible affinity and a very comfortable feeling.

"Is he the one who composed the music?"

Shuqinhuamei looked at the young man dully, her red lips slightly parted.

Before Yi Feng came out, she had countless times in her mind about the person who conceived and composed the music.

The person in front of her completely matched the perfect image she had in mind.

If you can compose such a divine song, you should be such a person!

Fifth Changkong, Yunxianque and others were also shocked because they thought this peerless master was an old man in sixty-six.

But what I never expected was that he was so young!

On the latter, they could not feel the slightest cultivation, just like ordinary people.

Of course, with the ability to annihilate Jiang Yufei with one blow, everyone would not be so foolish as to think that he was a mortal.

It was this man's cultivation that converged so that they couldn't notice it at all.

This also confirmed Lu Qingshan's previous warning.

This one is really back to basics, living in seclusion and comprehending ordinary life.

"I have seen Mr.

The people tacitly complied and saluted.

"Oh?"

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Yi Feng smiled gently, thinking that the farmer or the street who killed pigs was looking for him.

Looking at it now, the men are handsome, the women are pretty, and even a few old men are dressed in extraordinary clothes. It seems that these people are from big families.

I don't know why they are looking for themselves, and they are so polite.

"Sir, the little girl called the painting of the qin and the qin, I heard the music composed by the master, so I came here because of the fame." The painting of the qin and the qin said respectfully.

"Yes, yes, I am here because of Mr.'s music."

The others also remembered Lu Qingshan's reminder, and upon seeing this, they all echoed the words of the calligraphy and qin paintings.

"Oh, that's it, come in and sit."

Yi Feng suddenly realized with a smile, he didn't expect that he would play a few tunes at the door every day, and some people would come to the door.

really.

Excellent people, want to be low-key is not enough!

Several people followed Yi Feng and walked towards the martial arts hall with excited faces.

And after they entered the door, a figure not far from the door was dumbfounded.

"This kid, this kid actually, actually..."

He was Yu Wujie who escaped from the tiger's mouth. At this moment, he felt that he couldn't breathe.

Because just now, he opened all the conversations at the door into his ears.

He never imagined that Peng Ying's trash childhood sweetheart was actually a peerless master who could not be hidden?

Is he the one who killed Jiang Yu just now?

Even the arrogant sons like Yun Xian Que and Fifth Changkong are only worthy of respect in front of him?

And his Qingshanmen ancestor is also...

It reminded him of that terrifying kitchen knife, as if he had obtained it from an expert who opened a martial arts hall...

This comes to mind.

Isn't that this one?

"What to do!"

Yu Wujie was about to cry. He had a lot of conflicts with this guy. Looking back now, he was arrogant in front of Lord Yama!

"It's over, I have to run quickly, get out of this place quickly."

He was sobbing and grimacing, and he was about to flee, because if this person wanted to settle accounts with him, wouldn't he be like pinching ants?

However.

He just ran a few steps when an angry figure stopped him.

It was Lu Qingshan who hurriedly retired from Yi Feng.

The reason why he hurried to retire was because of Yu Wujie.

With his information, how could he not know that it was Yu Wujie who overheard the score from his husband and brought it to the ancient tomb.

As a result, Jiang Yu ran to the martial arts hall and disturbed Yi Feng's secluded life!

"Ancestor, you..."

As soon as Yu Wujie shouted, Old Ancestor Qingshan raised his palm and slapped him in the face.

"Ah! Old Ancestor, why are you doing this? I'm Yu Wujie. You made the wrong person. Is there any misunderstanding? I'm your outstanding disciple of Qingshanmen!" Yu Wujie held his swollen face. howled.

"Outstanding disciple?"

"Why?"

Lu Qingshan was furious, raised his palm and slapped it again.

"what!"

Yu Wujie let out a scream like killing a pig, and lay miserably on the ground.

"I'll give you a chance, but don't want to. I offended you last time, and I spared your life because of the face of the third elder, but I didn't expect that this time you would not open your eyes again, and dared to write the score of your teacher, and brought the trouble to you, sir. Here, what is unbearable or unbearable!"

It is said that Lu Qingshan stepped on Yu Wujie's chest.

"Crack!"

Broken sternum.

"Ah ah ah..."

Yu Wujie wailed frantically, begging for mercy in his mouth: "Old Ancestor, I was wrong, I was wrong, forgive me, give me a chance, I will go to the little one of Yi Feng... No, Mr. Yi Feng is here to apologize, let's go. I'll pay him back for half my life, please forgive me!"

"Being a bull and a horse to atone for sin?"

"Just you?"

"You rubbish, you are also worthy of your husband to be a cow and a horse. Where do you have the courage to say such a thing?"

The furious Lu Qingshan grabbed Yu Wujie and slapped him with a series of slaps.

This series of slaps directly beat Yu Wujie into a pig's head, spitting out blood, and was unconscious, but he didn't forget to beg for mercy, "Get around me, Patriarch, I grew up watching you. , I have paid a lot for the Qingshan Sect over the years, and I am an outstanding disciple of our Qingshan Sect. There is no credit or hard work!"

"Humph."

Lu Qingshan's face was full of disdain, and he said solemnly: "You are not worth living in this world, go to **** to repent!"

Having said that, Lu Qingshan grabbed Yu Wujie's neck and squeezed it slowly.

Yu Wujie's voice stopped abruptly, he lost his breath, and fell to the ground.

"Humph!"

With one foot, Yu Wujie's body was kicked into the sewage ditch beside him, and Lu Qingshan gave up.

Looking at the martial arts hall not far away.

He took a deep breath and bowed respectfully.

He understands.

The husband already knew about this matter, but he didn't say it directly, just to give him a chance to deal with it by himself.

in the martial arts hall.

Calligraphy, Qinhua, and others have long been speechless.

Because there are so many treasures in this martial arts hall, so many that they are dazzled.

Such a peerless master with such a huge handwriting is simply unheard of.

Afterwards, everyone sat down cautiously at the invitation of Yi Feng.

Fortunately, Yi Feng's always full of gentle smile and the affinity with which he speaks made them feel a lot easier.

Even this appearance, it is difficult to make people think that it is this one who killed Jiang Yu, who was just one step away from entering the realm of Emperor Wu.

"Oh!"

At this moment, Yi Feng frowned slightly, and his body straightened subconsciously.

"Miss Yun, can you bring me a piece of paper behind you?" Yi Feng said in an unnatural voice.

Hearing this, Yun Xian Que looked back, and sure enough, he found a layer of rice paper stacked on the back cabinet.

She picked up one as instructed, and her eyes widened.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also turned their eyes to the past and felt suffocated.

On the large and small rice paper, a lifelike unicorn was being drawn. When everyone's eyes were turned over, the piercing eyes of the unicorn seemed to exude endless coercion.

Let everyone's soul tremble!

The unicorn in this painting actually has spiritual consciousness and life?

call!

Everyone felt that their brains were ignorant, and the value of this painting alone might crush the treasure of Emperor Pin.

Yun Xian Que felt his palms trembling, and solemnly handed this piece of rice paper to Yi Feng with both hands.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, my stomach is a little uncomfortable. I'm sorry for the time being. You can take a look at it for yourself."

While speaking, Yi Feng tore the rice paper in his hand into two halves under the stunned gazes of everyone, pinched it into a ball, and then walked towards the toilet at the back...