Ling Benchu flipped through the ancient book at random, and a white inscription flashed out from the page, the inscription shone brightly, rotating around Ling Benchu for a few weeks, and a layer of white frost slowly grew up and down Ling Benchu's body. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info [Burning ^ Wen ^ Book Library] []. [774] [buy]. The hoarfrost gradually condensed, and finally turned into armor, and Ling Benchu's whole person was like wearing a layer of frost armor.

"It's the Frost Armor Technique!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

As if to show off his knowledge, an old man began to explain to everyone what an inscription master was:

"The inscription master, like the Huitian God Chef, is the darling of the heavens and has an innate talent. ”

"And this kind of talent has nothing to do with the strength of cultivation, they can engrave the martial arts and spells they have learned in books, even if they are not proficient enough in martial arts and spells, they can still exert great power when they use books. ”

"The power of the inscription master is that he can continuously cast various martial arts and spells, and ordinary people need time to chant spells and chant time, while the inscription master almost does not need time to cast spells. Before someone else has cast a spell, the inscriptionist has already thrown a dozen or more spells, and with this, the inscriptionist can be called one of the most explosive people. ”

"Of course, the inscription master also has weaknesses. The weakness is that many martial arts and spells are used almost at the same time, and the energy consumption is extremely large, and the enemy may not have fallen, but his own energy has been exhausted. Therefore, every inscriptionist seeks to increase the maximum reserves of energy in his body. ”

The old man stopped, and everyone was thinking about his words.

Suddenly, someone asked: "They don't need to be proficient to exert great power, and no matter what kind of martial arts and techniques can be engraved in the book, isn't the inscription master invincible in the world?"

"No, no, no", the old man shook his head proudly, "What you said is not right, although the inscription master is powerful, not all kinds of martial arts and spells can be engraved in the book. ”

"Everyone knows that magic spells are Taoist techniques and spells. There are many types of spells, which can also be learned by people with low cultivation, and inscriptionists can inscribe spells. However, there are few types of Taoism, and only when cultivation reaches a certain level can it be comprehended, and it is impossible to learn it, and the old man is so old, he has not heard of any inscription master who can inscribe Taoism. ”

"Oh......" The people all made a sudden realization.

As the old man spoke, Ling Benchu cast several more inscriptions, and at this time, his whole body was dazzling, and countless thorny phantoms stretched out from his limbs and chests.

Qin Han didn't know the details of his opponent, so he waited for his opponent to attack.

Ling Benchu's hand was attached to the ancient book, and he just turned a page at random, and the sky suddenly changed in all directions, the sound of the wind began to whirring, and the sand and tiles on the ground slowly floated up, trembling gently in the air.

"It's a low-level spell, flying sand and stones!" the unknown passerby suddenly shouted.

As soon as the stone word echoed, the clods and stones suspended in the air suddenly accelerated, shooting towards Qin Han like an arrow from a string.

Suddenly, a large net appeared in front of Qin Han, and countless stones smashed towards Qin Han like an overwhelming place.

There was like a pouring rain within the four zhang range in front of him, Qin Han couldn't dodge, no matter where he flashed, he would be hit by a stone, his arm blocked like lightning, protecting his head and face, and letting Ling Benchu's attack fall on his body.

The sand and gravel did not fall to the ground, and the muffled sound lasted for thirty breaths.

The sound stopped, and the crowd of onlookers didn't react when they saw Qin Han standing there, and they all rushed forward as if to see if Qin Han was out of breath.

"Uhh

Just as the people were crowding nearby, Qin Han moved, and with a roar of rage, his body slid out diagonally, accelerating towards Ling Benchu.

There was a hot feeling on his body, and in some places there were a little blood stains from the stones, this kind of attack had already caused a lot of damage, Qin Han appreciated the power of Xuan-level martial arts, and knew that he could not continue to be beaten.

A few zhang distance flashed, and Qin Han was already approaching Ling Benchu's side. Strangely, Ling Benchu stood still, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, as if he was blind to Qin Han's attack.

The distance was so close that Qin Han could already see every one of Ling Benchu's eyebrows, and at this time, Qin Han felt a little bad in his heart.

"Don't hit his thorn shield!" Tian An woke up like a dream and reminded Qin Han loudly.

"Huh?" Qin Han was stunned to find that he stopped two feet in front of Ling Benchu, and he couldn't advance an inch at all, as if there was an invisible wall blocking between the two, and the strength of the brute bull rush disappeared.

In the next breathing time, Qin Han's body was stunned, and then he flew backwards rapidly, and the strength generated by the brute bull rush actually acted on himself.

After slipping on the ground for more than ten zhang, Qin Han only felt that the qi and blood in his chest were surging, his breathing was not smooth, and some parts of his body were slightly numb from the shock.

Ling Benchu didn't seem to want to give Qin Han a chance to breathe, and turned the ancient books with both hands, casting martial arts and spells one after another.

Yellow-level high-level martial arts Wind Demon Sword!The silver light in the air shone, and the three phantom short knives shot towards Qin Han with a subtle sound of breaking the sky.

Yellow-level mid-level spells fell from the sky! Dozens of boulders suddenly appeared two zhang away from Qin Han's head, and the rumbling sound was connected into one, and the small gravel fell like raindrops.

Yellow-level low-level spells were entwined with green vines! Qin Han's body glowed blue within three zhang, and countless finger-thick vines drilled out of the ground like poisonous snakes, twisting and entwining towards Qin Han.

Five black giant dogs surrounded Qin Han and wanted to pounce up, the black dogs were all the same, with a bloody mouth, three-inch-long fangs, and hideous faces.

……

In an instant, there was a gorgeous and colorful scene on this small battlefield where only two people were fighting, just like many people performing stunts at the same time, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that so many martial arts spells were actually sent by one person in an instant. The onlookers applauded loudly, and the inscription master's great display of power made them too addicted, and also gave them a chance to observe the mysterious art of the inscription master up close.

In an instant, Qin Han was also a little dazed, he had never fought with such an enemy, and he was also surprised by the enemy's performance. But the next moment he reacted, and instead of fear, he felt excited. Because Mr. Jiaoshu often said that the best way to improve one's cultivation is to engage in actual combat, and only when you have enough experience can you realize your own shortcomings.

Qin Han's body turned to the left, and quickly ran between the two black dogs, and before Qingteng could touch his clothes, he jumped high and stepped on a black dog.

The black dog was undaunted, and opened its bloody mouth to bite. Qin Han had already prepared, stepped on the black dog's head in a circle, and jumped over the boulder by taking advantage of the situation.