Chapter 120: The art of sound killing, the frustrated Thousand Illusion Magician

Chapter 120: The art of sound killing, the frustrated Thousand Illusion Magician

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?

Isnt 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 concentrated on listening 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 clashing, 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 keep 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 dragons power, how can I show the dragons might and the dragons wrath without the dragons roar?

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

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 dont 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 shouldnt have been any attacks that affected you just now, right?

Its 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, lets 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 dont 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.