The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 996
The sad thing is that Xu Mutian didn't notice this, but he was very excited.

I saw that he was complacent, pinched his slender fingers, took out the jade flute from his waist, and then moved his arms forward, holding the flute in both hands, and placed the blowhole on his lips. The red ears swayed with the wind, pretending to be chic state.

"My son, Mr. Xu's aptitude is blunt, and his martial arts is not good. He is only good at the song Yanluopingsha. If you don't listen to it, I will lose."

As a master of heaven and man, Xu Mutian's words are really too modest. If he is blunt in aptitude and not proficient in martial arts, then there will be no people with intelligent aptitude and extraordinary martial arts in the world.

Facing him, Li Xian didn't reply, but his eyes were half-opened and half-closed, holding a sheathed sword in his hand, like a sleeping lion.

Xu Mutian was born in the Xuanzong of Dongxiao, a Taoist sect in Ganzhou. He learned from the suzerain of this sect, and he practiced the twelve unique skills of Taoism's inner strength.

This skill focuses on nourishing qi with sound, returning spirit with qi, crossing the spirit with spirit, through the turning and fluctuation of the rhythm, it triggers the flow of true qi in the body, breaks through the barrier, and finally achieves the state of great success in the same world of heaven and joy.

At that time, with every move of your hand and foot, you can agitate the sound waves, lock the soul and destroy the gods, and kill people hundreds of miles away, invisible and invisible, with unparalleled power.

However, if this is all it is, no matter how talented Xu Mutian is, it will be difficult for him to become a heavenly man before the age of 30. After all, Taoism pays attention to accumulation and slow progress in practice, and he has other chances.

When he was in his 20s, Xu Mutian devoted himself to the God Catcher. While chasing the Cangyun Seven Monsters, he fought endlessly and finally caused a big avalanche on an unnamed snow mountain. The Cangyun Seven Monsters were buried and crushed to death on the spot, and only Xu Mutian managed to escape.

Moreover, this person is quite destined to survive a catastrophe, and he has other blessings. He found a set of inscribed stone slabs in a cave on the snow mountain. As a result, both internal and external skills have been improved, and martial arts are rising day by day like a rocket, and finally promoted to heaven and man.

The geese fall on the flat sand, the autumn is high and the air is refreshing, the wind is calm and the sand is flat, the clouds travel thousands of miles, and the sky is flying.

Xu Mutian has been immersed in this song for many years, with the jade flute in his hand, everything seems to be instinctive, the twelve absolute true energy of the hole flute in his body vibrates endlessly with the sound of the rhythm.

Just listen to the sound of this song when it first plays like a wild goose, and then it plays like a misty cloud in the sky. It is indistinguishable, inconspicuous, smooth and euphemistic, timeless and refreshing. It's wonderful.

At the same time, on the Tianxingtai, the spiritual energy fluctuated violently, sometimes turning into swan geese, sometimes like flying sand, radiating towards Li Xian...

"Good song, good song, Xu Mutian is a good singer, but not a good warrior, what a pity."

Xiang Yang clasped his chest and tapped his fingers at intervals, shaking his head and shaking his head, he couldn't help sighing softly.

He can't understand the rhythm, but he can tell whether it is good or bad. His ears and mood will not deceive people.

Moreover, his understanding of sound wave martial arts can be regarded as one of the five greatest masters in the world, with extraordinary attainments, and even with enough cultivation, he can restrain the world's sound wave martial arts with a set of vacuum lore.

Xu Mutian's tune is mellow, pleasant and attractive, but in terms of the power of sound wave kung fu, it is not satisfactory. It's not that he lacks martial arts, but the tune itself is closer to practice than to martial arts.

Moreover, this song is too peaceful, without the slightest murderous spirit. Those who know it can tell that you are making friends with martial arts. If you click on it, those who don't know it will think you are playing and performing for others.

"If Xiang Yang is on the opposite side of Xu Mutian, how do you break the song of Yan Luo Ping Sha?"

Ning Ke raised her brows, and her bright crystal eyes widened, showing that she was not at peace. Unexpectedly, she underestimated Xu Mutian, but such means were not bad.

If the opponent is her, she can only approach Xu Mutian with force, interrupt his song, and then win without giving him a chance to breathe.

But this is in an ideal state. After all, the sound wave has a lot of energy and intention, and it often defeats the opponent with a destructive force. Many opponents are severely injured by the sound wave before they get close to each other, and they have no power to fight back.

"Me? He has no chance to use this martial art in front of me."

Xiang Yang turned his head and glanced at Ning Ke, and replied with a natural tone and attitude, not trying to be brave, let alone talking big to please Ning Ke, he has the confidence and strength.

If Xu Mutian showed off his superficial sound wave skills in front of Xiang Yang, Xiang Yang would let him know what it means to use an ax in front of others and play a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

Ning Ke didn't question it, she turned her gaze back, and felt a little more dignified in her heart. It seems that Xiang Yang's opponent is indeed very tyrannical, and her chance is really too small.

While the two people in the audience were talking, Xu Mutian's offensive on the stage was one wave after another, using his own attainments of the Twelve Skills of the Flute to the fullest, even explosively.

But Li Xian seemed plain and unpredictable.

Whenever Xu Mutian attacked him with a powerful sound wave, he temporarily raised the sheathed sword, and lightly landed on the stone platform, making a muffled sound, and then canceled out the incoming sound wave, and the aftermath disappeared without a trace.

One time, two times, Li Xian's simple and repetitive movements actually cracked Xu Mutian's proud miraculous skills, which sounds really incredible.

However, facts are facts. Li Xian's performance shocked not only the people on and off the stage, but also the big shots on the four-walled alcove.

"Little Emperor, it's no wonder you took so much trouble to get Li Xian in. I can't see through his details. He's amazing, really amazing."

The concave platform is more than [-] meters above the Tianxingtai, and there are clouds of white cotton looming.

However, looking down, the view is not only unobstructed, but also becomes clearer and clearer because of the shimmering green light reflected by the sunlight below, which is really a grand sight.

And the person who spoke was the tiger king who was bound by a thick iron chain, with a mighty figure and a domineering temperament.

What kind of cultivation is he?A strong man in the testimonial.

Even if it is difficult for such a person to find out Li Xian's background at a glance, it can be seen that Prince Liang's success is evident.

"A little trick, it's nothing, let's read on."

The man who answered the Tiger King was dressed in a bright yellow robe with python patterns embroidered on it, his face was blurred and shrouded in a layer of tyrannical aura, making it difficult for outsiders to see his appearance and expression.

While the two were talking, on the execution platform, Li Xian finally became impatient.

Xu Mutian's sound wave skill still made his eyes shine, and he even raised some expectations.

However, as time passed, instead of showing his strength, this person became weaker and weaker, which made him extremely disappointed.

Hence the idea of ​​a quick end.

(End of this chapter)