Chapter 4525: Ancient Magic Harp

The sound of the piano is melodious and continuous.

Gu Ling Wuqi's eyes were filled with strange light, and his expression could not hide the surprise as he stared high into the sky.

Nie Tian glanced at Gu Ling Wuqi and couldn't help but look up to the sky curiously.

At the same time, everyone also looked sideways, looking in the direction where the sound of the piano was coming.

After a moment, a figure in green clothes arrived, with a long harp floating in front of him. He looked like an immortal from another world, with his long clothes flying in the sky, and he was so proud that he shocked the world.

The figure in green clothes has white hair as white as frost, but there is no trace of age. His eyes are blazing, and he is as strong as a dragon.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Gu Lingwuqi couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise after seeing the face of the old man in green clearly.

Nie Tian looked confused and couldn't help but ask: "Senior Gu Ling, who is he?"

"Master of the Fourth Tribulation Flag of the Fengtian Sect, Wen Hou." Gu Ling Wuqi couldn't hide his excitement and said solemnly.

"Wen Hou, senior!" Nie Tian couldn't help but feel shocked when he heard this name, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Of course Nie Tian knew about Wen Hou, the leader of the Four Tribulations Banner, and he had even gone to Wen's house before just to visit Wen Hou.

But unfortunately, Wen Hou was kidnapped by the Guiya Sect at that time, and was later rescued by Mo Ye. After that, Nie Tian never had time to visit again.

Who would have thought that Wen Hou would appear at this moment!

But wasn't Wen Hou seriously injured before and recovering from a chronic illness? Why did he suddenly show up?

"It should be Mo Ye who cured Senior Wen Hou." Nie Tian thought for a moment and said in his mind.

It’s not surprising that Mo Ye’s methods are cunning and superhuman, and he can heal Wen Hou.

"Wen Hou, the leader of the Fourth Tribulation Flag of the Fengtian Sect, pays homage to the Fenghuang Emperor and the sect leader." At this time, Wen Hou had already arrived above the square and bowed to Nie Tian and Gu Ling Wuqi who were standing in the central pavilion. Extremely respectful.

"Senior Wen Hou, get up quickly." Nie Tian was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and said quickly.

"Brother Wen is so polite." Gu Lingwuqi also said.

When everyone around him heard Wen Hou reveal his identity, their expressions suddenly changed, and they couldn't help but talk about it.

"He turns out to be Wen Hou, the leader of the Four Tribulations Banner of Fengtian Sect. It is said that he was not injured in his early years and has become a disabled person?"

"I really didn't expect that Wen Hou would appear at this time, and judging from his aura, he didn't look like an injured person at all."

"It is said that among the four banner masters of the Fengtian Sect, Wen Hou, the banner master of the Four Tribulations, is the strongest. It seems that his aura is indeed much stronger than the two previous banner masters."

Everyone was talking in low voices, and their expressions slowly changed. It seemed that the next battle was still very interesting.

Wen Hou looked at Nie Tian and Gu Ling Wuqi and nodded slightly, then glanced around the viewing pavilion and said loudly: "Wen represents the Fengtian Sect and faces the world's heroes. Please give me your advice."

"Buzz!" The moment the words fell, a melodious piano sound sounded, soaring into the sky. It had the power to penetrate the clouds and crack rocks, as if it was going to crack the whole world.

Obviously, Wen Hou wanted to scare everyone with the sound of the piano.

Everyone's ears were filled with the supreme music from high in the sky, and their eyes showed horror.

No one expected that Wen Hou would be so powerful!

In terms of momentum alone, Wen Hou's performance at this time was no weaker than the previous black-clothed killer.

"I didn't expect Senior Wen Hou to be so powerful and powerful. It's really rare." Nie Tian felt the power of the piano sound coming from the void and couldn't help but admire.

To be honest, when Wen Hou first appeared, he was a little worried, but now it seems that his worries are somewhat unnecessary.

Nie Tian secretly guessed that Wen Hou might not be as powerful as Leng Shuang Wuchen.

"When Brother Wen was young, he was already a first-class expert in the Seventh Realm Holy Realm. Although he was injured earlier, his level has not declined at all, and he has even improved a lot." Gu Lingwuqi smiled lightly and said: " Moreover, the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations harp in Brother Wen’s hands is the treasure of the Wen family and is rumored to be a magic harp from ancient times.”

"Magic Qin?" Nie Tian's eyes tightened slightly, and he was quite surprised.

"Yes." Gu Lingwuqi nodded solemnly and said: "According to rumors, the Wen family's Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Sword Techniques were learned by the ancestor of the Wen family from the innate music of the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Qin. However, the four I feel that the Four Tribulations Piano is extremely demonic, and the only one in the Wen family who can control it is Wen Hou. "

"So that's it." Nie Tian's eyes darkened slightly and he nodded.

Perhaps Wen Hou's own strength has not yet reached its peak, but the Four Feelings and Four Tribulations Qin has improved him a lot, making him far more powerful than the strong men of the same level.

After Wen Hou finished speaking, the whole place was silent, and no one responded for a long time.

Everyone felt Wen Hou's determination and strength, so they didn't dare to challenge him casually.

"You heroes, if no one accepts the challenge, then the challenge will be over." Wen Hou's eyes were sharp as he scanned the crowd, showing a sense of domineering in his plainness.

"There are rumors that the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Qin is an ancient magic piano. I wonder if it is true or false?" Just as he finished speaking, a voice sounded, and then a momentum rose into the sky, and he stepped into the sky with force. It was a The man in green clothes has a handsome appearance, his body is as strong as jade, and he stands as tall as a sword.

"What Mo Qin said is a false rumor." Wen Hou looked at the visitor and couldn't help being a little surprised, and asked: "May I know your surname?"

The man in green looks very young, but his aura is as deep as the sea, giving people an endless feeling.

"Shang Shengjiao, Yang Mu." Yang Mu said calmly. Although he was very young, he already had the demeanor of a master.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone immediately started talking.

"He is a member of the Shang Sheng Cult. No wonder he has such strength at such a young age."

"The Shangsheng Sect has been in seclusion for a long time. I didn't expect that they couldn't help showing up in this Fengtian selection."

"This person is quite powerful. I wonder what his status is in the Shangsheng Sect."

The crowd was talking about it, curious and expectant at the same time.

Although the Shangsheng Sect has been in seclusion for a long time, its reputation has never diminished in the Seven Cultivation Saint Realm. Until now, it still has the status of the first sect of the Seven Cultivation.

Since Yang Mu is a member of the Shangsheng Sect and dares to take the initiative to stand up, it is enough to show that his strength is extraordinary.

"It's the Shangsheng Sect again!" Nie Tian looked at Yang Mu with a gloomy look.

He had met Xiao Yang, the third deputy leader of the Shangsheng Sect before, and now another strong man from the Shangsheng Sect appeared.

The Shangsheng Sect, which has not been in the world for a long time, has been making frequent moves recently, which is obviously very unusual.

Behind the Shangsheng Sect and Fang Jin, it is very likely that the same person is behind them.

"So you are a strong man from the Shangsheng Sect. I will teach you." High in the sky, Wen Hou's face darkened slightly, and the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Harp floated in front of him. The strings of the harp moved automatically without being plucked, and the sound of the harp rose slowly. Suddenly, the surrounding space was affected by the sound of the harp, showing a tense and misty state.

"Very good." Yang Mu felt the fluctuations coming from the void, raised a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, and a black heavy sword appeared in his hand. He said calmly: "Let me see, this ancient magic harp, in your hands, how much power can it exert?"