Chapter 217: The Strongest Person in Wudang Mountain, Borrowing Strength to Fight (Ask for Subscription, First Update)
It's the fighting spirit of the Fire King!
The xenomorph fire was enveloped in the sky of fire and drowned in an instant.
Then the phantom of the Fire King erupted into a brilliant light, as if it was about to burn everything.
"Evolved?" Mu Yan was surprised and delighted.
The king-level Fire King directly transformed into an overlord-level Heavenly Mandate Fire King.
What it devoured just now was the fire of xenos, the Divine Destiny Flame!
There was a huge phantom shadow of the Heavenly Mandate Fire King in the air, enveloping everything, and it seemed that the entire Wudang Mountain was spreading a surging heat wave.
Its shadow grew larger, more than fifty meters long, and its body was surrounded by flaming hair, and it looked very powerful.
Then, the endless shadow turned into a red light again, and returned to Mu Yan's palm.
Mu Yan felt the power of the flames surging in his body, and sure enough, the energy was far better than before.
"The temperature of this flame is very hot, I am afraid that Tianzun will not be able to survive for a moment even if Tianzun falls into it. Mu Yan was very excited.
At this moment, he swept his gaze and saw the floating jet-black blade.
Mu Yan beckoned, and the pitch-black blade flew into his hand very obediently.
He looked up and down, this pitch-black blade was full of powerful demonic power, and the dark energy was endless.
"Mu Yan ......" At this time, a voice sounded in his head.
It was Li Taiqing.
"Brother Qing, you're awake. Mu Yan was surprised and delighted, Li Taiqing hadn't come out to communicate for a long time since he fell asleep last time.
Li Taiqing said: "This knife is very demonic, try not to use it often, it will affect people's temperament." ”
Mu Yan nodded, Brother Qing was righteous and awe-inspiring, like a lighthouse in the fog, always giving him the right guidance.
"Hey, you've become a junior Heavenly Venerable?" Li Taiqing said in surprise.
Mu Yan nodded: "In the Douwu World, I obtained the inheritance of the Water God, broke through the Tianzun in one fell swoop, and mastered the power of water. ”
Li Taiqing said: "I feel that I have gained a great recovery from my sleep this time, which should be related to the increase in your cultivation." ”
"My cultivation can also feed back to you?" Mu Yan was very strange.
Li Taiqing said: "The power of the fighting soul and the supernatural power it contains will also increase as the master's level increases. The same fighting spirit, the chivalrous and Tianzun are used, and the power is different. ”
"I see, Brother Qing, your memory has also recovered a lot this time. ”
"Every time I wake up or see something, I think a lot. ”
"Is there any difference between supernatural powers and fighting skills?" Mu Yan said again.
"The tricks carried by the fighting soul are all called supernatural powers, such as your sword formation, the golden pupil of the burning sky...... As for the fighting skills, they are all created by people, such as our Shushan swordsmanship and Wudang's Taijiquan. ”
"I see, one is human and the other is not human. Mu Yan nodded, and his understanding of martial arts deepened again.
"There's nothing wrong with you saying that. Li Taiqing said.
......
The two communicated for a while, and Li Taiqing seemed to have consumed a lot of energy, and he was busy retiring and falling into a coma.
At this time, Mu Yan suddenly thought of something and flew into the sightseeing elevator.
The little fat man is still trembling in one corner.
Originally, he was not very afraid of Mu Yan, but when he saw Mu Yan's series of indescribable powerful methods, he was dumbfounded.
Even the milk tea forgot to find Mu Yan to compensate.
At this time, the little fat man saw Mu Yan again, as if he saw a god.
Mu Yan smiled, and there was a vast fire in his eyes.
All the corpses in one place were reduced to ashes.
However, these old men obviously didn't have anything precious on them, and they weren't as rich as Ye Wushuang.
Not even a single weapon exploded.
Seeing Mu Yan make a move, the little fat man screamed again.
Mu Yan smiled lightly, and after taking the hat back, the power of space worked, and he pointed a little towards the little fat man.
The little fat man immediately seemed to be dragged by an invisible big hand, and slowly flew out of the elevator, with the sound of whistling wind in his ears.
In the blink of an eye, your feet hit the ground smoothly.
"Wow, so handsome!" the little fat man looked up at Mu Yan and felt excited.
Suddenly, a voice sounded in the sky like thunder.
"Mu Yan Xiaoyou, since you are here, come up and sit down, let the old man do his friendship as a landlord. ”
This sound was like thunder in the nine heavens, and it seemed to come from the heavens, very far away.
Mu Yan's expression changed slightly, his divine wings unfolded, and with a few fannings, he flew up.
On the top of the mountain, there were countless Wudang disciples exclaiming.
Mu Yan turned into a golden light, like a meteor, dragging a long star tail, and flew into the main hall in an instant.
In this majestic hall, there stood an old Taoist leader, whose breath was like a dragon, deep and immeasurable.
The golden light fell to the ground, revealing Mu Yan's figure.
He withdrew his armor and became a teenager in a casual jacket again.
The old Taoist felt that Mu Yan was very young, but he didn't expect him to be so young.
"It's terrifying. The old Taoist elder sighed.
Mu Yan arched his hand and said: "Mu Yan greets his seniors." ”
The old Taoist said with a smile: "Little friends don't have to be restrained, my Dao number is really martial, a single name is a character, you and I are both Tianzun, according to the rules of the martial arts world, we should be equals." ”
True martial arts?
Mu Yan was a little surprised, the Wudang faction was different from other sects, and there was a rule that had been passed down for thousands of years. The strongest person in each generation will be given the name of "True Martial Arts".
Because of the Wudang faction, I believe in the true martial god.
It seems that the Zhang Zhenwu in front of him is the strongest person in this Wudang faction.
"If it weren't for Xiaoyou's timely action, the young master of Yanluo Heaven would have stepped on the top of the mountain, and the tens of thousands of disciples under my sect would have to experience a catastrophe. Zhang Zhenwu said very gratefully.
Mu Yan said: "Although Ye Wushuang has some skills, if he fights against the Dao Master, it is estimated that he will not be able to get any benefits." ”
He had a keen sense and felt Zhang Zhenwu's breath, which was very deep, like a dormant hidden dragon, once it came out of the abyss, it was bound to set off a big earthquake.
The Wudang faction is worthy of being the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world of the alliance.
Because of Jun Ruyu's relationship, Mu Yan has always longed for Wudang, but he didn't expect that just half a year has passed, and he is now standing in front of the strongest person in Wudang Mountain, and he will make friends with his peers.
It's really unimaginable.
If Jun Ruyu was present, he would definitely be shocked to dislocate his jaw.
Mu Yan has been yearning for Wudang for a long time, and now the strongest person in Wudang is in front of him, and it is simply in vain to ask for advice.
"I didn't expect Mu Yan Xiaoyou to be so interested in my fighting skills. Zhang Zhenwu touched his beard and was very kind.
Mu Yan nodded: "I've been interested since I put the rice on Jun Ruyu's face." ”
"Aha?" Zhang Zhenwu didn't seem to hear clearly.
"Nothing, seniors continued. ”
Zhang Zhenwu said: "Actually, the core gist of Wudang fighting skills is a borrowed word. ”
"What to borrow?" At the mention of borrowing, Mu Yan suddenly thought of borrowing money, and suddenly became extremely vigilant.
"Leverage your strength!" Zhang Zhenwu smiled incomprehensibly.
"Can I learn?" asked Mu Yan with great interest.
"Absolutely. ”
Mu Yan's smile just appeared, but it was frozen on his face by the other party's next sentence.
"The premise is to join the Wudang Sect. ”