"He actually defused the fierce offensive of three black belt disciples in a row!"

"Sure enough, in the battle with Huang San, he didn't fully exert his strength, this is really a freak. ”

"After eleven years of silence, is it finally going to explode today?"

The many disciples who watched the battle under the stage of the martial arts show their horror when they saw Long Xiaotian defuse the fierce offensive of Zhang Hong, Li Feng and Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu's chest rose and fell violently, his face was cloudy, and he looked at Long Xiaotian who stood up slowly, the latter was dressed in white, detached and chic, with a calm posture, holding a purple jade flute, and his eyes swept over the three of them indifferently.

"Damn, he actually has so much brute strength that he actually knocked my Mingxue sword away. ”

Zhao Xu's face was as gloomy as water, and Long Xiaotian's strength was beyond his expectations. Originally, with his strength at the peak of the middle stage of the Qi Realm, he would simply crush the person who opened the pulse realm, but unfortunately he met Long Xiaotian, and he couldn't deal with it with common sense.

He pulled out Mingxue's sword, and suddenly his pupils suddenly contracted, and his face turned pale and frightened.

The tip of Ming Xue's sword was shattered!

The slender and transparent Mingxue Sword with the sword body was actually broken a little!

"Bastard!"

Zhao Xu's face was ugly like pork liver bursting with sauce, although this Mingxue Sword was a low-level mortal weapon, but the quality was very high, in order to be able to exchange it from the Weapon Pavilion, he spent a lot of spiritual jade, and he accumulated it for almost two years before it was enough.

But the tip of the sword was shattered by Long Xiaotian, and this long sword has been abolished.

"My sword!"

Zhao Xu now even has the heart to die, he looked at the broken long sword in a daze, his heart was like a knife, it was difficult to hide.

"The purple jade flute in his hand is at least above the low-level spirit weapon level, otherwise, it would be impossible to shatter my sword. ”

When Zhao Xu pulled out the Ming Xue sword, the disciples who were watching the battle under the stage also screamed, obviously they also saw the broken sword tip, this low-level mortal weapon had been abolished.

"Let's go together, don't give him a chance to react!"

Zhao Xu was heartbroken, and said loudly to Zhang Hong and Li Feng.

He stepped on the hard stone slab, his body was like a cannonball out of the chamber, he slashed across the martial arts platform, carried the long sword with the tip of the sword broken, and slashed at Long Xiaotian. The cold and sharp sword qi came through the air, Long Xiaotian's clothes fluttered, and the purple jade flute in his hand turned slightly, gently hitting the slender sword body, and pulling forward slightly.

Suddenly, Zhao Xu's figure flickered, and he swept past Long Xiaotian's side, without hurting Long Xiaotian in the slightest.

The pressure like a mountain fell from his head, and the cold sword qi like ice shot out from the front, and Zhang Hong and Li Feng also attacked Long Xiaotian with ferocious power the moment Zhao Xu launched his attack.

Long Xiaotian frowned slightly, the flute blew, the melodious flute sound flowed out of the flute hole like a clear spring, as cold as the moon, rippling like water ripples, and a strange force surrounded Long Xiaotian's side, causing Zhang Hong and Li Feng to fall into the fierce attack, which slowed down a little because of this.

As soon as "Mirror Moon Song" came out, Long Xiaotian's side seemed to be shrouded in moonlight like water, hindering the two of them from attacking as fast as thunder and lightning and as fierce as a mountain.

"Swift Walk"!

As soon as the flute turned, the tone was soft and elegant, like a light breeze winding up the beam, rushing up into the nine heavens. Long Xiaotian seemed to turn into a wisp of light smoke, his body was much lighter all of a sudden, and with a slight movement of his footsteps, he moved out horizontally, dodging the swift and fierce attacks of the two.

"Bang!"

Zhang Hong and Li Feng's domineering and fierce attack missed, hitting the hard stone slab, erupting into a dull thunderous sound, and the stone chips flew one after another, making the two of them look a little ugly.

"What kind of psychic skill is this? It's so weird!"

The two of them were very surprised, obviously they were about to hit Long Xiaotian, but their indomitable offensive was inexplicably hindered, and Long Xiaotian moved out sideways like a light butterfly, dodging the fierce blow of the two of them.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute fluttering in the martial arts arena suddenly became cold, like thousands of troops galloping and roaring, like a warrior drawing a sword, a fierce ghost screaming, and the sharp and poignant flute swept like a tsunami.

"Amazing Comedy"!

Zhang Hong and Li Feng were about to retreat immediately, but the poignant sound waves like a flood suddenly roared, and they were stunned for a moment, their expressions instantly became distorted and hideous, the green tendons on their foreheads were throbbing, their teeth were gritted, and cold sweat flowed, as if they had endured painful torture.

Long Xiaotian's body fluttered like light smoke, and the soles of his feet were like lightning, kicking at the two of them.

"Bang!

The two of them were disturbed by the "Amazing Comedy", and there was a short period of sluggishness, and when they woke up, it was too late to dodge, and they were kicked in the chest by Long Xiaotian, and rolled away like a gourd and watermelon, unusually embarrassed.

Zhang Hong, Li Feng and Zhao Xu were all together, and their expressions no longer had the contempt and disdain that they had just taken the stage, and everyone showed a dignified expression. Although Long Xiaotian's spiritual skills were very strange and needed to be used through the purple jade flute to be able to perform them, they were unpredictable and caused them to suffer a big loss.

"Perform spiritual skills together and knock him off the stage. If the three of us all join forces and lose to him, won't we lose face?"

Zhao Xu said to Zhang Hong and Li Feng, there was no contempt in his heart at this moment, and the three of them looked solemn as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Mortal-level low-level spiritual skill: Black Mountain Stick!"

Zhang Hong shouted angrily, and the spiritual power in the sea of qi rushed out like rivers, lakes and seas, pouring into his limbs and bones, bringing him abundant strength. Although he couldn't break through his body like the Great Dao Realm, he could only circulate in his body, but the momentum he burst out at this moment had already made many black belt disciples look sideways.

"Mortal-level low-level spiritual skill: Thunder Slash!"

Li Feng raised his head to the sky and roared, the strength of the middle stage of the Naqi Realm was unreservedly displayed, the crimson big knife in his hand flowed with a cold luster, the blade trembled slightly, and the sharp and cold knife qi was stimulated, making people's skin cold.

Zhao Xu was extremely angry, and shouted angrily: "Mortal-level low-level spiritual skill: cold light qi!"

The Ming Xue Sword that had broken off the tip of the sword in his hand trembled violently, and the sharp and cold sword qi swept out like a flood that broke the embankment, and a clear sword groan resounded.

The three of them all exerted their strength to the extreme, preparing to knock Long Xiaotian down the martial arts stage with one blow.

Facing the full force of the three of them, even Long Xiaotian had to deal with it solemnly.

"Battle Song"!

There was a sharp color in his eyes, and the sound of the flute fluttered, and the clear sound of the flute was like a sharp sword unsheathed, exuding endless sharpness and killing aura. The sound of the flute became higher and more intense with Long Xiaotian's playing, like the roar of thousands of troops and horses, like a warrior singing and a general beating a drum, boiling and boiling, and the battle spirit rushed into the sky.

Long Xiaotian's whole person's temperament changed instantly, as if a sleeping beast had awakened in the depths of his body, his blood vibrated violently, and a wild and domineering force slowly rushed out.

"Do it!"

Zhao Xu noticed the momentum surging out of Long Xiaotian's body at this moment, his eyelids jumped slightly, and a bad premonition arose in his heart, this feeling made him very uneasy, so he immediately said calmly.

The three of them roared angrily, exerting their strength to the extreme, and swept in with a fierce and powerful momentum, and the weapons in their palms flowed out of amazing power under their full urging, like a galaxy hanging upside down and a waterfall falling straight down, shrouding Long Xiaotian.

"Amazing Comedy", "Mirror Moon Song", "Swift Walk", "Crazy Battle Song" four flute skills are all played by Long Xiaotian, the rhythm is neat and smooth, there is no slightest error and disorder, everything is in order, such as the bright moon and pine trees, Qingquan Stone upstream, everything is so peaceful and natural, without the slightest resistance.

Zhao Xu and the three of them were affected by "Amazing Comedy", and their minds were like being bombarded by mountains, and they had a splitting headache. Let them grit their teeth and endure the pain, the blue tendons on their foreheads jumped angrily, their red eyes shouted wildly, and the weapon in their hands smashed down on Long Xiaotian.

Although they were blocked by something unknown, slowing their offensive slightly, they still kept going.

"Spiritual Song"!

As soon as the tune turned, another kind of mysterious tune was interpreted by Long Xiaotian, the flute sound was melodious, like heavy snow flying, pear blossoms falling, hooking the aura of heaven and earth, pulling it out, and being absorbed into Long Xiaotian's body, at this moment his strength has grown to an amazing level!

"See how I smash your weapons!"

Feeling the power surging in his body like an ocean, Long Xiaotian looked up to the sky and roared, his body shot out like a spirit butterfly, holding a purple jade flute, like an autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, from left to right, from Zhang Hong to Zhao Xu swept through.

"Bang bang bang!"

The purple jade flute rushed out of the East China Sea like an optimus pillar, sweeping in all directions with amazing power, directly shattering the weapons of the three people. The three of them were affected by the violent wind inspired by the purple jade flute, all of them were pale, and shot out like scarecrows, and fell outside the stage, letting out a scream like killing pigs.