You Are Just Making Up the Exercises, My Disciple, Have You Really Mastered Them? Chapter 120

Chapter 120: The Art of Sound Killing, the Frustrated Thousand Illusion Magician

Xu Yan is listening to thousands of phantom sounds and comprehending the power within them. The crisp sound of the flute seems to directly penetrate into people's minds and bodies.

 The heartbeat and the sound of the flute seem to merge together. There is a feeling that when the flute stops, the heartbeat will also stop beating.

Those who hear the sound of the flute will be confused and hallucinations will appear in front of their eyes.

It also seems to amplify certain hidden thoughts in people's hearts, forming hallucinations.

"This sound-killing technique is somewhat special and difficult to resist. Once a weak person hears it, he will be trapped in it and unable to extricate himself."

Xu Yan felt that he had some understanding.

“Qian Huan Demonic Sound, it turns out that there is something mysterious about it, but it is too weak. I don't know if it is because the technique itself is weak, or because the opponent is not strong enough?”

Xu Yan was surprised in his heart. He clearly understood that the sound-killing technique was supposed to be extremely powerful. It was a powerful killing technique that directly shocked the enemy.

 But these thousand phantom sounds are not as powerful as expected.

He didn't even need to deliberately defend himself. The thousands of phantom sounds seemed to be just ordinary tunes in his ears and could not cause any disturbance to him at all.

 Hearing Du Yuying's voice next to him, Xu Yan was immediately overjoyed and had obtained three more seventh-grade elixirs.

Looking at Du Yuying, her fair and tender face was already flushed, her eyes became psychedelic, and she was about to fall into a hallucination.

However, we are still struggling to support it.

“She is quite good, with a third-level strength that can sustain her till now.”

Xu Yan was surprised.

The guards were all swaying, even dancing, as if they were about to fight each other.

The girl Cui'er was in the carriage, and she didn't know what hallucinations were caught in.

The driver who drove Yan Kuan was a first-level warrior. At this moment, his breath was constantly beating, his eyes were red, he was breathing heavily, and a low growl came from his throat.

 Having been deceived by thousands of phantom sounds.

As for Yan Kuan in the carriage, he is using his energy to resist the thousand phantom sounds, but he is not feeling well either, and his condition is just a little better than Du Yuying's.

 Hence, it can be seen that Du Yuying is still quite good.

 “Okay, deal!”

Xu Yan agreed excitedly.

With a slight movement of his palm, a vast artistic conception emerged and enveloped Du Yuying. Thousands of phantom magical sounds were completely offset, unable to break through this layer of majestic power.

 The true meaning of dragon power in the Dragon Subduing Palm!

Du Yuying came back to her senses, exhaled a breath, and put on the veil again. She was shocked to see how strong the young man beside her was.

She felt a majestic power that enveloped her, and thousands of magical sounds entered her ears, as if it were just an ordinary tune.

He glanced at the guards, including Yan Kuan in the carriage, and they were not in good condition.

She was a little helpless and could only speak again: "Sir, a seventh-grade elixir can break thousands of phantom sounds!"

Xu Yan shook his head and said, "No, I haven't heard enough!"

Du Yuying was confused. Did you really listen to Qian Huan Magic Sound as a piece of music?

Taking a deep breath, he added: "Then please ask the young master to help them get out of the predicament."

"no problem!"

Xu Yan readily agreed.

Hum!

Long Wei's palm expanded and covered everyone. In an instant, the guards all woke up, but they were all breathing heavily and looked exhausted.

 It seems that a great war has just occurred.

Yan Kuan was shocked. Even he, a master, had to resist the thousands of phantom sounds with all his strength. In Xu Yan's eyes, could he resist it so easily?

 “Isn't he a great master?”

 Such an idea came to Yan Kuan's mind.

Immediately shook his head in denial: "No, absolutely impossible, it should be the Dacheng Grandmaster, or the pinnacle grandmaster!"

Even so, he was shocked beyond belief.

How old is Xu Yan? He is already a strong master, even a peak master.

 Looking back at myself, I am simply a waste!

 Why is the gap between people so big?

After helping others out of trouble, Xu Yan listened wholeheartedly to Qian Huan Magic Sound. He felt that if he could understand the sound killing technique, his strength might be a little stronger.

“Master is right, you must take the essence and use it for your own use. These thousand phantom sounds have merit!”

 Xu Yan was riding on the horse and listening silently.

 Suddenly, the sound of the flute became urgent, like swords and soldiers striking each other, like thousands of horses galloping. A murderous aura emerged from the flute sound, and even invisible swordsmen could be seen coming in a surging force.

 The sound wave is fierce and the momentum is terrifying.

Xu Yan raised his eyebrows. At this moment, thousands of phantom sounds were all coming towards him.

 Boom!

 The sound waves are like swords and weapons, and like rolling waves, they are constantly sweeping in.

Xu Yan raised his palm slightly, and Long Wei's palm surged together with the sound waves.

 He continued to comprehend the art of sound killing.

As I listened, the art of sound killing became clearer and clearer.

 He seemed to have some enlightenment in his mind.

“My Dragon Subduing Palm, although I have understood the dragon's power, how can I show the dragon's might and the dragon's wrath without the dragon's roar?

“The dragon roars and the heaven and earth are shocked. This is the true meaning of its anger.”

At this moment, Xu Yanming realized.

On the palm of the hand, a golden dragon emerged, its eyes sparkling, and the power of the dragon was stirring. At a certain moment, the golden dragon opened its mouth and let out a dragon roar.

　　Boom!

As the sound of the dragon's roar sounded, a majestic power emerged between heaven and earth, and all beasts had to prostrate themselves for it!

"No, it's a little worse. It doesn't have the power of the dragon's roar at all, and it doesn't have the power to kill enemies. It's just a loud sound."

Xu Yan immediately realized that this dragon roar was just loud.

  It does not have the power to kill the enemy!

 However, his golden dragon emerged, hovering in the air, looking down, and the sound of the flute suddenly stopped.

The Qianhuan Magician, whose gender is unknown, has extremely solemn eyes, and there are layers of faint ripples surging on his body. When he is full of momentum, he holds the flute in his hand.

Cold light burst out from the flute.

"Who are you, and why did you get involved in this matter? I, the master of the Demon Sect, were all killed by you?"

 Qian Huan Mage's voice is feminine, sounding like a man and a woman.

Xu Yan had no intention of exploring whether the other party was a boy or a girl. He just wanted to continue to understand the art of sound killing and understand the meaning of the dragon's roar.

Even more, he wanted to integrate the sound killing technique into the sword intention of mountains and rivers.

How can mountains and rivers be silent and silent?

 Silent mountains and rivers are lifeless and lack some artistic conception.

The moment he heard the thousand phantom magic sounds, Xu Yan had these insights. If the sword intention of mountains and rivers is not dead, but alive, then he will be one step closer to understanding the second realm of swordsmanship, the Heart Sword Realm.

 So, when Qianhuan Magician stopped playing the flute, he was dissatisfied.

“Why don't you stop playing the flute? You're playing the flute very well. Don't stop. Keep going. I'm in a good mood. I just won't kill you.”

Xu Yan frowned.

 Qian Huan Magician was so angry that the muscles on his face were twisting. Arrogant boy, do you think you are a singer?

 Still continuing?

 Do you really think that the real strength of me, the Thousand Illusion Magician, lies in the Thousand Illusion Magic Sounds?

That's because no one can survive his thousand phantom sounds, so no one forces him to use his true strength!

"Boy, you are the first one. If you dare to insult me ​​like this, you will die!"

As his figure erratic, he transformed into layers of psychedelic figures, and bits of cold light flew out from the flute, like stars raining down from the sky.

Du Yuying was shocked. Qian Huan Demonic Sound was not his strongest method?

  What is the art of killing!

The cold light is scattered like raindrops, there is no escape, and it seems impossible to resist.

 All attacks were directed at Xu Yan. Yan Kuan at the rear looked horrified. Even if he was uninjured and in peak condition, he couldn't withstand Qian Huan Mage's blow!

However, when I think of Xu Yan's powerful ability to kill a grandmaster with one slap, I feel a little relieved.

　　Boom!

The golden dragon roared out from Xu Yan's body, circling and sweeping. The cold light from the sky fell on the golden dragon, and even small craters were shot out on the golden dragon's body.

 In an instant, the golden dragon became scarred.

 When Yan Kuan saw it, his heart suddenly tightened!

Du Yuying's face changed slightly, revealing a worried look.

The golden dragon, which is invincible, is actually scarred at this moment, and it doesn't look like it can last long.

“Your strength is not weak. You are the strongest among the masters I have met.”

 Xu Yan expressed his recognition of Qian Huan Mage's strength.

 I sighed in my heart, this is the pinnacle master of the inner domain, and his strength is indeed not weak.

Although Xie Lingfeng is also a grandmaster, he is too young after all. He has just entered the grandmaster realm and is still far away from the peak master!

"snort!"

Qian Huan Magician snorted coldly, and the sound seemed to come from all directions.

His figure is heavy, and cold light keeps emerging.

At the same time, the flute spit out a cold light, getting longer and longer, like a gleaming sword, with more and more sharp strands of energy.

 They were scattered around the tea shed, shrouded around Xu Yan.

 It seems that the next moment, they will strangle and completely kill the enemy.

“This person is a bit strong. Although he is a master of the Demon Sect, he does not practice killing techniques. He should be one of the more eccentric warriors in the Demon Sect.

"If I slap him with all my strength, I will beat him to death. Then I won't be able to hear the Thousand Illusion Demonic Sounds. It's not good to hurt him. If he is injured, the Thousand Illusion Demonic Sounds he blows will eventually become worse."

Xu Yan frowned, feeling a little embarrassed.

 The attack was too heavy, fearing that Qian Huan Mage would be killed.

The attack was too gentle, and the other party felt that his strength was no more than this, and he could not force the other party to play a thousand phantom magic sounds for him.

Xu Yan had a tangled look on his face. While resisting Qian Huan Mage's attack, the golden dragon assessed Qian Huan Mage's strength. How much of his own strength could he subdue without seriously injuring Qian Huan Mage? He continued to play a thousand phantom magic sounds to himself.

As a result, the golden dragon has more and more scars, and it seems that it cannot last long.

Qian Huan Magician's eyes were cold, “Boy, I'm going to cut you into pieces later!”

He was greatly shocked. This golden dragon was really impressive. What kind of technique was it?

 The majestic power is like a real dragon coming to the world.

However, after all, it only has the shape of a dragon, which is still far from the appearance of a true dragon.

Yan Kuan had a solemn look on his face, "Qianhuan Magician is too strong. He seems to be unable to resist. What should I do?"

Du Yuying also frowned, feeling secretly anxious.

Yan Kuan gritted his teeth, his breath was stirring, and he stepped forward and said: "Little brother, I will fight with all my strength to resist Qianhuan Magician, how about you take the young lady and escape?"

Xu Yan glanced at him strangely and said, "You are seriously injured. Are you sure you can resist it? No, you will be beaten to death with just one click?"

"I…"

Yan Kuan had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, and instantly felt that his injury seemed to be getting worse.

Although the words don't sound good, it seems that in my current state, it is really possible to be beaten to death with just one click!

He looked ashamed.

 “Am I still a master? Why is there such a big gap?”

Yan Kuan was tired and felt lifeless.

Have been practicing martial arts for hundreds of years, and this is the end of it?

　　Bang!

 The golden dragon was broken.

 “Boy, take your life!”

Qian Huan Magician smiled coldly, and the flute burst out with cold light, bursting out.

 “I will try my best to block this blow!”

Yan Kuan's eyes were firm, and he was ready to die. His aura exploded, and with a roar, he was about to rush forward to resist Qian Huan Mage's blow with his life.

result!

 What did he see!

 Another larger golden dragon emerged, blocking all attacks!

 Poof!

Yan Kuan vomited blood!

Just now, Xu Yan's momentum exploded, and he was fighting to die, completely ignoring the aggravation of his injuries. As a result, before he had time to take action, Xu Yan shot out a bigger golden dragon and withstood all attacks!

 Do you still have any energy left?

 Why does he look so troubled, as if he is thinking about whether to leave the young lady and run away?

Yan Kuan's eyes were moist. The injury had recovered a little after this period of time, but now it's better, and the injury has worsened!

Xu Yan glanced at him strangely, why is this master so fragile?

“Yan Kuan, are you okay? There shouldn't have been any attacks that affected you just now, right?”

“It's okay, the injury just recurred due to excitement!”

Yan Kuan wiped the corners of his mouth.

With a look of despair, he returned to the carriage and nursed back his injuries.

 Qian Huan Mage's expression changed again and again. Why was there another golden dragon?

Moreover, it seems stronger?

He gritted his teeth and a cold light burst out in his eyes.

 “Break it for me!”

At this moment, he broke out, and a dazzling cold light burst out from the flute, strangled the golden dragon with a bang.

 Poof!

 The golden dragon was broken.

 “Boy, give me...”

Qian Huan Mage sneered and killed him, only to find that another golden dragon appeared, and it was a bit stronger than the previous one.

 He was confused.

 Suddenly, a second golden dragon emerged.

 Hand around him, the majestic power kept coming.

 Blocked his escape route.

Qian Huan Mage's face changed again and again. As soon as his body moved, he was about to fly into the air and escape from this place!

 He is no match!

 As a result, another golden dragon appeared above the head!

At this moment, there is absolutely no way to escape!

 “Thousand Illusion Mage, let's make a deal.”

 Xu Yan smiled and finally blocked Qian Huan Mage's escape path.

 “What deal?”

Qian Huan Mage's face was gloomy, he seemed to have fallen into trouble!

 “You continue to play a thousand phantom sounds for me, and I will let you go when I am satisfied!”

Xu Yan said with a smile.

“You dare to insult me? I, Qian Huan Magician, am not a singer!”

Thousands of phantom magicians are furious!

 “Then do you want to die?”

Xu Yan asked with a frown.

"I…"

Qian Huan Mage felt aggrieved, where the **** did this freak come from!

“If you want your life, blow it for me. If you don't want your life, I will blow away all your ashes!”

Xu Yan said with a cold expression.

 “I want my life!”

Qian Huan Magician gritted his teeth and said.

 (End of this chapter)

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