The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 997: Dawei Tianlong Sword

I saw Li Xian on the Tianxingtai raised his right arm, clenched his fingers into a fist, and thrust towards Xu Mutian, who was still playing the jade flute, with a blank expression on his face. A swaying head and tail, a majestic dragon winding out, the dragon head and body are lifelike.

The dragon's chant was shocking, piercing the emerald green phosphorescence, as if it had just stepped out of the sea, leaping for nine days, people's breathing stopped suddenly, their heart stopped beating, and a little cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and they wanted to kneel down and worship immediately.

Of course, the main reason for this is that the true meaning of this martial art is perfectly grasped by Li Xian, and when it is used, it is mixed with the tyrannical power of Yuanshen, which is full of coercion. As long as the Yuanshen is slightly weaker, it is difficult to resist.

"It's so strong. What kind of martial arts does Prince Liang's son practice? This move looks like a fist but not a fist. It's powerful and powerful. It's really scary. Xiang Yang, if you meet him, you must be careful."

Seeing this move, Ning Ke used the tenacious will of great endurance to get rid of the pressure on the primordial spirit, and was rarely moved. As her complexion changed, she couldn't help exhorting Xiang Yang beside her, with a worried tone .

This action came from Ning Ke's subconscious, she didn't think much about it, but she was full of intentions.

Immediately, Ning Ke realized something, and her face was flushed, like the sunset glow at dusk, hot as fire, with a shy and infinite style, in Xiang Yang's eyes, surpassing any fairies and witches rumored in the martial arts.

Ning Ke, who has always been cold-tempered and indifferent to others, showed such a demeanor, which unexpectedly formed a kind of contrast.

"Don't worry, this is the sword technique of the Dawei Tianlong Sword, but Li Xian turned the sword into a fist and used it. Although it lacks a bit of sharpness, it is more majestic than the sword technique.

It is enough to deal with Xu Mutian and his ilk, but it is far from enough to defeat me. "

The beauty cares, Xiang Yang is moved, but the surface is calm and breezy, and he tells the martial arts performed by Prince Liang's son, as if everything is under his control, full of courage.

The Dawei Tianlong Sword was born out of one of the supreme divine arts of Buddhism, a kendo of the Eight Heavenly Dragon True Art, second only to the supreme kendo of Da Leiyin Youwujiandian, and it is also a very tyrannical divine art.

Li Xian used his own boxing and sword, and he could do it at his fingertips. His martial arts attainments were enough to be supernatural. Xiang Yang recognized it, but he couldn't help but pay attention to it a few times. He was indeed a formidable opponent.

Moreover, Xiang Yang can only see the Dawei Tianlong Sword, but he cannot see the basic martial arts that Li Xian has learned and used. Could it be the Eight-part Heavenly Dragon True Art?Also unlikely.

The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty had everything they needed and wanted, and it was not uncommon for them to have eight copies of the Heavenly Dragon True Art, which is a magical skill for proving the Tao.

However, the Babu Tianlong Zhenjue is a Buddhist magical skill, which shows majesty and uprightness. When you raise your hands and throw your feet, it is like a dragon and elephant possessing it vigorously. It gives people the invincible dominance of the gods descending into the world.

This Li Xian usually doesn't show off mountains, doesn't show water, and has a mediocre temperament. If he didn't have a long sword to add a little bit of chivalry to him, he might be worse than ordinary Houtian warriors. How could he practice the Eight Dragons?

On the stage, Xu Mutian saw such a forceful and powerful attack that could almost destroy mountains and mountains, his scalp was numb, his heart jumped subconsciously, and he secretly complained, what's the matter?
According to his thinking, when he finished playing Yanluo Pingsha completely, this is the best time for Li Xian to make a move, and he took advantage of the situation to admit defeat.

However, after all the calculations, it didn't count that Li Xian didn't play cards according to common sense, and made a move at this moment when he should never have done so.

This is actually related to two reasons, and it can be regarded as Xu Mutian's own fault.

Firstly, Li Xian didn't pay much attention to Xu Mutian, especially although Xu Mutian's sound wave skill was mighty, but it was extremely powerful and not murderous, like an embroidered pillow, it was not worth mentioning, let him look down a bit.

If you don't dare to work hard, you are like porcelain, a paper tiger, and you can't stand it.

The second is that Li Xian originally had some expectations for Xu Mutian, because he showed very good strength at the beginning, but it was precisely this kind of expectation that later Xu Mutian had some expectations.
Mutian's increasingly weak offensive turned into disappointment.

Expectation, including the degree of patience, disappointment, can not be tolerated, and they will act quickly to end this farce-like contest.

No matter what Xu Mutian thought, Li Xian's offensive had already been made, he had to answer it if he didn't, and he had to answer it beautifully, otherwise he would be beaten like a dead dog, and he would be sorry for his show just now.

At this critical juncture, Xu Mutian's finger turned back, and the jade flute turned into a clear sword light in the agility, and tapped thirteen times towards the dragon-shaped Qi Jin in an instant, and the sword Qi turned into plum blossoms, and the blossoming plum blossoms were full of fragrance. , the entire Tianxingtai is purple.

At the same time, waves of storm-like manic vigor shot out towards the sky and the ground, and fell on the Tianxing Platform made of emerald stone, as well as the giant pillars and iron cables around it, making sonorous sounds and sparks, which lasted for a long time.

In addition to sound wave skills, Xu Mutian is also good at swordsmanship, often using flute instead of sword, and his strength is not weak.

The Thirteen Plum Blossom Swords are Xu Mutian's most proud defensive swordsmanship, which he obtained in exchange from the God Catchment Gate. After years of painstaking training, it complements the sound wave technique with one attack and one defense.

The so-called plum blossoms are iron bones, not afraid of the cold, not afraid of ice and snow, not afraid of the danger of frost and knives, unyielding, it is the superior martial art of defending the strong with the weak.

Xu Mutian even cultivated this superior swordsmanship into the strongest thirteenth company environment.

However, Xu Mutian's sword could not withstand Li Xian's sword.

Not only is the gap between the Thirteen Plum Blossom Swords and the Dawei Tianlong Sword, but also the strength of the two in terms of swordsmanship.

Xu Mutian was not Li Xian's opponent at all, even if Li Xian didn't try his best in this move, Xu Mutian was not an opponent either.

Kachacha, there was a sound of breaking, and Xu Mutian backed up a few feet in the midst of the most energetic confrontation.

At this moment, he was like a boulder moving at high speed. He was blown away by the fierce and domineering energy. The black boots under his feet scratched the ground and exploded into pieces. There were dark red blood oozing out, and the soles of his feet were blood red.

When he let go of his true energy, he suddenly lunged down and stepped down like a giant elephant, only then did he stabilize his figure and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Then there was a crackling sound, Xu Mutian's clothes were ragged, and the extraordinary purple clothes were blown into shreds by the force, and the jade flute in his hand turned into a handful of jade powder and disappeared with the wind.

No chic, no manners, no longer handsome, no longer coquettish, Xu Mutian at this moment is full of embarrassment.

A loser is a loser, and a loser who wants to maintain his demeanor and appearance is simply a big joke, deceiving himself and others.

Xu Mutian's defeat was even more thorough than Huang Shaoxiong's, because he didn't even have the belief in winning.

(End of this chapter)