Li Feng sighed lightly and saw Li Feng took out the guqin from last time in the small world and placed it directly on Li Feng's lap.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the man planned to turn around and run away, but Li Feng gave him no chance. He saw Li Feng create a stream of air in his hand and directly tied the man to the spot.
Despite this, the flute sounds around Li Feng continued one after another.
After the man was tied up by Li Feng, Li Feng slowly raised his hand. The moment Li Feng's fingers fell on the guqin, a huge energy spread around Li Feng, and the huge impact sound even more...
The surrounding leaves were blown to the ground.
After Li Feng's sound came out, the sound of flutes around him also instantly decreased, but when Li Feng's second sound came out, the sound of flutes around him began to play one after another.
I saw Li Feng's hands stroking back and forth on the piano like ghosts, and the loud sound of the piano would make people's bones break.
Finally the flute sound around him stopped, and Li Feng put away his guqin and walked towards the masked man.
The masked man seemed not to be affected at all at this time, and was still staring at Li Feng.
Li Feng was a little shocked when he saw that he was not affected, but then he remembered that as long as he blocked his hearing before the sound came out, he would not be affected.
I guess this masked man blocked his hearing in advance because he knew he could play a musical instrument.
Li Feng walked up to the masked man and asked, "Who are you?"
When the masked man saw that it was Li Feng, he sneered at Li Feng: "You should have known this when you killed Xiao Qing."
Li Feng smiled: "Oh? How did you know it was me who killed him?"
The masked man immediately became anxious when he heard this: "Because I was there at that time. If it weren't for your strength, I wouldn't have waited until Xiao Qing died to avenge him."
After hearing the masked man's words, Li Feng burst out laughing: "Hahahaha, in the end you are just a coward. Even if your junior brother is dead, don't you dare to confront me head-on?"
After hearing what Li Feng said, the masked man gritted his teeth: "If that's true, it's just that my junior brother and I died together at your hands, so that I can avenge my junior brother!"
Li Feng smiled. At this moment, Li Feng squatted down and looked at the masked man lying on the ground: "It's not that I look down on you, but with your strength, you can't take revenge even if you want to."
When Li Feng finished saying this, a burst of vigorous laughter suddenly came from the air: "Hahahaha, what a loud tone!"
Li Feng looked up and found a hunchbacked little old man jumping down from the tree. The most distinctive feature of this little old man's face was his aquiline nose.
The little old man landed in front of Li Feng and stretched out his hand towards the masked man. The invisible rope that was tied to the masked man was instantly untied.
Li Feng was slightly shocked. Although he did not think that his rope was invincible, at least it would not be easily broken by others. It seemed that the person in front of him must not be an ordinary person.
Li Feng thought so and became more vigilant towards the people in front of him.
The little old man in front of Li Feng narrowed his eyes when he looked at Li Feng: "You actually got that guy's inheritance, so you must be something special, right?"
The old man was staring at Li Feng, as if he wanted to see through Li Feng.
Li Feng smiled and said: "I have never said anything about people, but I wonder who you are?"
The little old man snorted coldly at Li Feng: "Old Wushan, you killed my disciple and now you are talking so brazenly, do you know you have to pay the price?"
Wushan? It has appeared in my memory before. The Qing clan to which Wushan belongs has great hatred against the Ancient clan, so they have to fight against the Ancient clan for generations.
The Qing tribe is best at playing the flute, but the Ancient tribe had already learned the joy of killing before the Qing tribe. It seems that the people of the Qing tribe want to surpass the ancient tribe's ability to enjoy killing.
Thinking of this, Li Feng suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be that the Qing tribe was originally founded by traitors from the ancient tribe?
Otherwise, how could the melody of their flute sound be so similar to the original melody of the ancient tribe's music?
If this is the case, then the situation is probably the same as that of Lu Hua... Through Li Feng's understanding of the disciples of the ancient clan, he confirmed that they would never do such a thing.
Does that mean that the founder of the Qing clan is Lu Hua? Li Feng shook his head when he thought of this, how could there be such a coincidence.
Li Feng looked at Wushan in front of him, and then at the masked man lying behind Wushan. It seemed that he was Wushan's great disciple Wu Zijue.
Seeing that Li Feng had been staring at the two of them without speaking, Wu Shan simply stopped waiting and directly raised the scepter in his hand. When Wu Shan raised the scepter, Wu Zi was behind Wu Shan.
Jue also stood up.
He took out his own flute from his waist, and heard a melodious tune slowly playing from Wu Zijue's mouth.
When this tune was played, streaks of yellow dust also gathered on Wushan's scepter.
Li Feng raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this. Why do Wu Shan and Wu Zijue still need to cooperate?
But Li Feng did not stop Wu Shan and Wu Zijue because Li Feng wanted to see what these two people could do.
Wu Zijue took the flute away from his hand, and a huge sand man made of sand suddenly appeared on Wu Shan's scepter.
At this time, Wu Shan waved his scepter and hit Li Feng, and the huge sand man rushed towards Li Feng.
Li Feng just waved his hand and hit a huge water ball in Li Feng's hand, which hit the sandman's head directly.
The sandman's head collapsed the moment it was hit by Li Feng's water ball, but the sandman's body still rushed towards Li Feng.
Seeing this, Li Feng retreated to avoid the attack of the sand man, and then turned his attention to Wu Shan. At this time, yellow sand dust was gathering on Wu Shan's scepter again.
But Wu Zijue was nowhere to be seen at this time, so it seemed that the Wushan gathering to kill people did not completely require Wu Zijue's cooperation.
What about Wu Zijue?
Li Feng thought of this, and suddenly a figure came out from behind Li Feng. It was none other than Wu Zijue.
At this time, Wu Zijue was holding a long sword and was about to stab Li Feng. The attack from both sides made Li Feng not know who to take care of for a moment.
At this moment, a strong wind blew by, and the sand and dust blown over made Li Feng unable to open his eyes.
When Wu Zijue saw this, he was overjoyed and his smile became even more wild.
But at this moment, Azhu, who had been resting on the side just now, pounced directly on him.
Ah Zhu grabbed hold of the long sword that Wu Zijue was stabbing at, and with this move, Ah Zhu's hand suddenly started to bleed.
Out of a subconscious reaction, Wu Zijue drew his sword back in one fell swoop.
Originally, Ah Zhu only scratched a layer of skin, but now even the flesh was turned out.
Azhu held his wrist in pain, and the expression on his face was even more distorted. Seeing this, Li Feng directly hit the sand man in front of him with a huge water ball.
The sand man instantly turned into a clay man.
Li Feng hurriedly walked to Azhu's side and held Azhu's shoulders: "Azhu, why are you here? Didn't I tell you to have a good rest over there?"
At this time, Ah Zhu gasped and said to Li Feng: "I saw that your husband was attacked from both sides, and I was worried that he would be injured, so I rushed here."
Seeing Ah Zhu's weak look, Li Feng frowned and said, "You don't have to worry where I am, you know?"