Looking along with his eyes, Fang Zhengzhi quickly saw a disciple of Lingyunlou in the crowd wearing a green skirt suddenly fell to the ground, sweating on his forehead, and the green skirt on his body was stained with blood.

Obviously, if you don’t die, you will be seriously injured.

"Is it really a sing to death?" Fang Zhengzhi felt a little shocked, as if a "paradise" suddenly opened in his heart, a little surprised and a little complicated.

What was surprising was that singing really made people die. If I had known it was so simple, why would I have to waste so much effort? I sang a song and destroyed Lingyun Tower.

And the complex one is...

Damn, why did such a nice song sing so much?

Fang Zhengzhi couldn't understand the things like this in front of him. After all, although he was pure, he was not too naive. It obviously had nothing to do with him when he could sing a song.

However, the disciples of Lingyun Tower seemed to be very understanding, and even a few disciples of Lingyun Tower had extremely pale faces, and they seemed to be thinking of following in the footsteps.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of a Lingyun Tower disciple again, and then the disciple also fell to the ground, with blood on his body.

"One more died?" Fang Zhengzhi blinked his eyes, and he was really unable to believe that such a strange thing actually happened in front of him.

Why is this happening?

Too unpleasant?

impossible!

Fang Zhengzhi is still a little confident in this regard. Although his talent in acting is not as professional as Yun Qingwu, it is still no problem to be a street juggling.

He wouldn't believe it if he could sing to death.

But the fact is...

It's really dead!

Moreover, two died in a row, and even the third one, the fourth one, and the fifth one seemed to be preparing to die, which was a bit embarrassing.

Wait a moment!

Is it possible that it is...

Sound wave?!

Because his own sound waves caused some unknown impact on the disciples of Lingyun Tower, and then they killed the disciples of Lingyun Tower?

Fang Zhengzhi felt that although this explanation was a bit far-fetched, it was not completely impossible.

After all, as a person who has studied civilization in the 21st century, the word "sonic wave" is actually not too difficult to understand. Anyone with a little bit of physics understands it.

There is an old saying that truth comes from practice.

The only way to determine if it is really because of sound waves is to give it a try again.

When Fang Zhengzhi thought of this, several women wearing long skirts in various colors standing in front of the disciples of Lingyun Tower around him also spoke.

"Concentrate!"

"My heart is as calm as water, hold your breath and calm your breath!"

"Don't listen to his nonsense, be careful of his plan!"

After a few light shouts, the disciples who looked a little pale and seemed to be "dead" at any time actually woke up quickly, and their faces calmed down again.

Then, a "move!" sounded again, and as the sound rang out, a silver-white light lit up in the crowd.

"Buzz!" The huge fluctuation spread with a little silver-white light, and almost instantly, the surroundings were covered by a silver-white light.

"Oh? It's moving again? Come on, everyone follow my rhythm and move together!" Fang Zhengzhi smiled and replied subconsciously.

Although, he was not very sure of the real reason why the two Lingyun Tower disciples died, whether it was really related to sound waves.

However, he was sure of one thing, that is, the few mouthfuls of "poisonous chicken soup" he fed to the disciples of Lingyunlou and the pleasant singing were at least one of the reasons.

So……

Just continue!

"Swing, sway, let's sway together! Lalala... Where is the rhythm? Look at my gestures, shake, shake, shake..." Fang Zhengzhi also twisted his waist and little butt while singing.

Of course, he still did not forget the core point of this assessment. While shaking, a silver-white light lit up on his body.

However, the silver-white lights were a little shaking, or in other words, the silver-white lights looked more like a little white snake dancing.

"Puff!" A bloody sounded again, and then a woman in green skirt fell to the ground like the two women in front of her.

The difference is that the woman's body was not covered with blood like the one before, but was wrapped in a kind of silver-white frost, and her expression was even more pale.

"Sure enough, someone is dead again!" Fang Zhengzhi didn't care too much about the way the woman in green skirt died. He is singing very happily now and shakes very vigorously.

Moreover, he decided to innovate.

The painful experiences of many predecessors and martyrs tell us that if we are determined, we will one day be swallowed up by the waves of the times and disappear into the rolling wheels.

Then, innovation and innovation have always been the way progressive young people must always think about it and always take action.

Fang Zhengzhi is obviously a progressive young man who knows how to innovate.

Therefore, he decided to sublimate the rhythm of the singing slightly, at least, the sense of rhythm should be stronger and the impact should be greater.

Among the countless songs, he naturally chose a generation of divine songs he had heard in his previous life, called "Tenuous". The god of this song is in its lyrics and exaggerated expressions.

Fang Zhengzhi is still a little talented in this regard. Although he does not have complete enlightenment, there is still no problem to learn to be 70% or 80% of the image.

Then, he sang!

"Ah...ahoh...ahoh, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee...ah...ahoh, hee, hee, hee..."

“…”

For some reason, at the moment when the song rang, Fang Zhengzhi felt a strong feeling, and he suddenly became the focus of the entire field.

Although, he has always been the focus.

But at this moment, the feeling of focus was still very extraordinary. The most obvious manifestation was that before his song was finished, the faces of the disciples of Lingyun Tower changed by at least half.

It's exactly half!

Fang Zhengzhi did think that the lethality of this song would be very amazing, but he still didn't expect that this amazing level would be so exaggerated.

"Calm down, don't be disturbed by his singing!"

"Come on your mind!"

"Everyone should try not to listen, try not to..."

"puff!"

While several Lingyun Tower disciples standing in front shouted loudly, an inappropriate voice of vomiting blood interrupted their words behind them.

Then, more bloody sounds started to sound one after another.

Because Fang Zhengzheng's singing did not stop, and the voice obviously had the meaning of overwhelming the disciples of Lingyun Tower.

"puff!"

"puff!"

“…”

Women in green skirts fell to the ground, their faces were extremely pale, and their bodies were more or less stained with thick frost. They seemed to be seriously injured at least.

"What the hell did this kid change?!" Lin Mubai listened to the echoing singing in his ears and looked at the women in green dresses who fell to the ground one after another, and his eyes were almost glaring out.

Never once, Lin Mubai felt the shock that he was now. This shock even made him feel that the world had changed?

Why are you okay?!

Lin Mubai knew that Qule hurt people, but Qule hurts the enemy and hurts a large number of people and will not deviate due to artificial control.

To put it bluntly, it is...

If Fang Zhengzheng was really hurting people with singing, then he and Pingyang should be spared, but the fact is that he showed no sign of injury at all.

It’s not that Qule hurts people, but the disciples of Lingyun Tower have indeed fallen down again. Is there anything more strange in this world than this?

And, the most important thing is, what kind of song is that song?!

Lin Mubai felt that as the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, he should have seen all the music in the world. However, after hearing Fang Zhengzheng's song, he still felt that his worldview had been refreshed, and even he felt that he had become a fake emperor?

"Father, is there anyone more shameless in this world than this guy?" Pingyang also blushed at this moment, looking at Fang Zheng who was singing happily in the audience.

"Not going to happen!"

"Is Father so sure?"

"Well, my father is not sure about other issues, but, this question... my father is unswerving!" Lin Mubai nodded and said with great certainty.

...

The deadlock in Lingyun Tower was finally in turmoil under the attack of singing and countless "poisonous chicken soup". Moreover, this turmoil is like waves, one after another, and it cannot stop at all.

Qianye's face looked very ugly.

It can be said that as the owner of the dignified Lingyun Tower, since she sat in the position of the owner, her face has never looked as ugly as she is today.

But surprisingly, she did not speak to stop the assessment that was obviously about to lose, but continued to grit her teeth and endure it.
To be continued...