Chapter 434: Sound Killing Skill VS Sound Wave Skill
Zhuge Buliang remained silent and rushed forward, completely ignoring Mu Feiyang's words.
"I don't know whether to live or die! Destroy!" Mu Feiyang used the sound wave skill again, and the void around Zhuge Buliang was completely immersed, but it still couldn't stop him and rushed over quickly.
"Oh? There are some tricks." Mu Feiyang sneered.
"Sister, running like this is not an option. Sooner or later I will be caught up." Zhuge Buliang asked.
"Well, it's really not an option. Let's do this, young man, you help my sister and I will fight that person away." The female voice in the crystal skull said.[
"What! Beat him away!?" Zhuge Buliang cried out with blood: "Are you kidding me? What kind of cultivation level am I? That grandson is at least above Daoyun Peeping Sky. What do I expect to beat him away? And this sound wave skill
It’s not like you don’t know the horror.”
"I can also teach you a great sound-killing technique, which you can use to fight against that person." The Crystal Skull said.
"That's impossible. The gap in realm is there. No matter how powerful your magical power is, it's useless." Zhuge Buliang still shook his head.
"In this case, if you want to survive, you have to make some sacrifices." The crystal skull said.
"Blood?" Zhuge Buliang asked carefully.
"Yes, you give me enough blood and I will help you temporarily improve your skills."
"boom!"
The sound wave technique struck again, and a mountain range under Zhuge Bubu's feet was destroyed. He was swept away by the aftermath, and the pain in his body was so severe that even the Seven-Star Treasure Body couldn't bear it.
"Okay! I'll give you blood! But if I really lose too much blood, I don't think we need to fight." Zhuge Buliang gritted his teeth and said.
"Don't worry, I know it well." The crystal skull said, and began to swallow Zhuge Buliang's blood again. The whole skull became even more weird and blood-red, so red that it dripped with blood.
This time, Zhuge Buliang felt that the blood in his body was draining faster than usual, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy. But then, he felt a very pure power pouring into his body, making him feel refreshed.
It feels so good, the bones all over my body are crackling, and it feels so comfortable.
In an instant, Zhuge Buliang felt that his cultivation level was rising rapidly.
At the same time, he also felt some strange information appear in his mind, and the voice of the woman in the crystal skull came: "Hurry and get familiar with it, it will be a life and death battle later!"
Zhuge Buliang began to browse the information in his mind depressedly. What the hell is this? It had nothing to do with him, but he was involved in such a battle for some reason, and he was still facing two realms higher than his own.
More than a powerful master.
"What a wonderful magic!" Zhuge Buliang's eyes shone. This is a rare sound-killing spell with a murderous form. It is a rare magical power like the sound wave technique.
"Although I'm not very familiar with it, I have to treat it like a dead horse." Zhuge Buliang said with determination.
"Enough playing, go to death! Destroy!" Mu Feiyang shouted, and the sound waves devastated the world and came like a tidal wave.
Zhuge Buliang suddenly looked back, opened his mouth wide, and a stream of purple air came out: "Fuck!!"
"Boom!"[
The heaven and earth shook, and the two sound waves collided. The mountains, the sky, and the forests all turned into clay in an instant and disappeared into thin air.
"What!" Mu Feiyang was surprised: "How come this kid also masters the sound wave skill?"
"Hey!" Mu Feiyang yelled out one word again, and the sound waves swept in all directions.
"Fuck again!" Zhuge Buliang also opened his mouth, and the two sound waves collided like two torrents, completely turning the void into chaos.
"Hehehe, it's interesting." Mu Feiyang stopped in the air, looking at Zhuge Buliang, his long black hair flying. Suddenly, Mu Feiyang raised his energy, and golden sound waves came out in a mighty way, accompanied by
With ethereal poems:
"I have an empty stomach and empty grains. I have said that the way is there and then returned. I can't let go of the words, and I can't live in the words. The valley is too mysterious and the spirit is the true way. Keep it and keep it for immortality. Practice it and refine it.
Immortal's name. God can get one with spirit, and the grain can be full with one. If people can keep one, this is the only way to live forever."
Accompanied by the misty verses, sound waves swept in all directions, and a radius of ten thousand meters was wiped out. Those cultivators who came with them did not dare to come forward.
Zhuge Buliang calmed down and began to sing: "That spring sleeps without waking up. I hear birds singing everywhere, the sound of wind and rain comes at night, and I don't know how many flowers have fallen. And the day is over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. I want to see thousands of miles away,
Take it to the next level”
"Boom!"
The golden tide collided with the purple tide, destroying the world and turning the mountains at their feet into a desert.
The two of them said something to each other. This was a confrontation between two sonic skills. At first, Zhuge Buliang couldn't master the trick, but gradually, he became more and more familiar with it. With the help of the Crystal Skull to improve his skills, Zhuge Buliang couldn't master it.
The sound killing spell performed by Liang can completely compete with Mu Feiyang's sound wave skill.
Two voices echoed between heaven and earth, and Mu Fei recited poems, as ethereal as an immortal. Zhuge Buliang didn't even know what he was talking about, and he talked nonsense. However, its power should not be underestimated.
"Pour out ten pieces of wine in a leisurely manner, and recite a hundred poems when you are happy. The haze outside is your companion, and the sun and moon in the pot are the beauty of the moon." Du Feiyang bathed in the fairy light, his temperament emerged, he pinched the mark with his hand, and chanted the poem loudly.
"I have a little donkey that I never ride, but one day I rode it to the market on a whim." Zhuge Buliang didn't know where he came up with such jingles, and used them to compete with Mu Feiyang's sonic power.
"I live under the dipper of the Big Dipper, and my sword hangs on the moon horn of the Nangong. I was really drunk when I was drunk, and I don't know how to be sad. When we meet, we don't recognize each other, but we ride back on the white clouds to rest." Du Feiyang closed his eyes slightly,
He raised his head and shook his head, as if he were a poet. It didn't look like they were fighting, but like two literati and poets reciting poems to each other.
"Yeah" Zhuge Buliang grunted and stepped back.
"What's wrong? Keep reciting, your recitation is quite interesting." The voice of the woman in the crystal skull sounded, and she still praised it.
"I, I have no words," Zhuge Buliang said depressedly.
"You little fool, remember whatever comes to mind," the woman's voice said.
An idea flashed in Zhuge Buliang's mind. He nodded solemnly and read: "Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, braised pig, braised duck, braised chicken."
, bacon, pine flower belly, dried meat, sausages, "[
Word by word, Zhuge Buliang revealed the "Reporting the Names of Dishes" that he learned in his previous life, but he never thought that it would be useful today.
"Assorted su plate, smoked chicken and white tripe, steamed eight-treasure pig, duck stuffed with glutinous rice, canned pheasant, canned quail, braised assorted items, braised goose, pheasant, rabbit breast, vegetable python, whitebait,
Steamed hashish ant, braised shredded duck, braised duck loin, braised duck strips, braised shredded duck, yellow heart tuber, braised white eel, braised rice eel, braised catfish with black bean sauce."
The names of the dishes popped out of Zhuge Buliang's mouth one after another, and they were very coherent. He never stopped speaking, one sentence after another, which enhanced the power of the sound-killing spell between shapes and forms.
The mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and Liao Yu collapsed.
"This" Mu Feiyang's expression finally changed. Zhuge Buliang's Sound Killing Technique and his Sound Wave Technique were both equally powerful. But the people who cast the spell were indeed very different. Maybe the Sound Wave Technique and the Sound Killing Technique were different.
This kind of magical power is more suitable for the use of broken mouths.
Mu Feiyang struggled to hold on, but this time, it was his turn to be at a loss for words, and he could no longer remember what he wanted to say.
In the distance, some cultivators who followed were also stunned.
"This person also possesses the strange magical power of sonic power."
"It seems to be even more powerful than Mu Feiyang. Look, Mu Feiyang has already begun to lose."
"With so many dish names, could it be that this person was a cook before he started practicing?"
"Brother Chen"
"What's wrong?"
"I'm hungry"
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For cultivators of their level, there is no problem even if they don't eat for ten or a hundred years. But today, when Zhuge Buliang "reported the name of the dish" together, it aroused everyone's most primitive appetite.
On this side, the battle was still going on, and Mu Feiyang was speechless.
Zhuge Buliang was in high spirits and kept talking.
"Exit Deshengmen. Take Qinghe, Shahe, Changping County, Nankou, Qinglongqiao, Kangzhuangzi, Huailai County, Shacheng, Baoan, Xiahuayuan, Xinzhuangzi, Xuanhuafu, Shalingzi, Yulin, Zhangjiakou, Chaigou
Fort, Xiwan, Tianzhen, Yanggao County, Julebao, Zhoushizhuang, Datong, Gushan, Hongcibao"
After "Reporting the Name of the Dish", he started talking about "Geographical Map" again, using all the tricks that people use to talk about cross talk. I guess giving him a pair of Allegro at this time will be more perfect.
"puff!"
Finally, Mu Feiyang insisted on not knowing, vomited blood and flew out. His face was pale and his hair was messy.
The purple sound wave current swallowed up the golden sound wave current, and dozens of sound waves penetrated Mu Feiyang's body.
"What are you?" Mu Feiyang was extremely angry and depressed. He did not lose because of his cultivation. The reason why he lost was entirely because his words were not honest enough.
If you want to refine a strange art like Sonic Kung Fu to the extreme, you have to talk nonsense.
"I won't give in! I won't give in!" Mu Feiyang roared. In fact, his cultivation level was more than that, but he suffered too much damage in the previous confrontation with the sonic power, and now he can't use many magical powers.
"Kill him!" the woman's voice in the crystal skull sounded.
Zhuge Buliang frowned and hesitated, but finally rushed forward, slapped Mu Feiyang to the ground, and stepped on his head.