A trace of pain appeared on Zhang Renhong's face, and the arc of lightning from the lightning thunder fist hit a translucent lightning screen, and the fireballs that followed exploded one after another, and the rolling flames enveloped his whole person.

"Amulet?" The three-hundred-pound fat man Wutai looked at Zhang Renyan in surprise, as if envious and mocking: "Senior Brother Renyan, you are still arrogant in Longhu Mountain, and there are many talismans that can be used casually." ”

The talisman is a talisman stamped with the grandmaster's magic urn, with a hint of grandmaster's rhyme, and it is extremely powerful. Because every time it is made, it will lose a lot of vitality, so no matter the Maoshan faction, Longhu Mountain, and Gesoap Mountain, there are not many magic runes, and in the past, no one used them at the Xiaoling Meeting, and ordinary people couldn't afford to use them, and they didn't even see them.

Longhu Mountain is rich and rich, just a magic talisman, and if you use it, Zhang Renyan only hopes that this magic talisman can play a role in turning the situation around. But for some reason, there is always a faint uneasiness in my heart.

"Inhong is playing too fast!"

Yes, the two of them in the field had red eyes from the beginning of the fight, and you came and went, which was dizzying. There is no problem with being fast, the question is whether fast has played a role, is it a quick defeat of the opponent, or is it suppressing the opponent?

It seems that Zhang Renhong was suppressed by Shi Jian instead.

This was something that Shi Jian had planned for a long time, and it was what he wanted to see. The light of the Starlight Divine Palm is numerous and dense, which is very suitable for breaking the game by force, and he will use the Starlight Divine Palm as soon as he comes, the purpose is to take the initiative in the attack at the beginning, suppress Zhang Renhong, and if possible, defeat him directly.

Zhang Renhong was really powerful, he was not beaten by the Starlight Divine Palm and lost the power to fight back, and quickly counterattacked, from this point of view, Shi Jian's suppression plan failed. If it weren't for the 'defeat of both sides' in the later spiritual knowledge confrontation, Zhang Renhong might have pressed Shi Jian in turn, after all, his cultivation had an advantage.

Fortunately, the situation was controllable, Shi Jian took advantage of the situation to guide Zhang Renhong to play a fast attack, so that he couldn't care about anything else, and then seized the opportunity to use the big fireball charm to bombard it, and just now he saw a great opportunity to defeat him, so he did not hesitate to use the lightning thunder fist to attack.

However, a talisman changed everything that Shi Jian had painstakingly planned.

Under the protection of the talisman, Zhang Renhong dodged this extremely crucial blow, and with the help of the punch strength of the Lightning Rush Fist and the impact of the explosion of the fireball talisman, he got a chance to breathe. Although he was a little injured, it was not worth mentioning compared to the gloomy end.

"The interests of the sect, the loss of a magic talisman, I must not lose, I can't afford to lose, I must win."

Zhang Renhong was secretly ruthless, took out a pile of talismans, and cast an out-of-body incarnation spell, this time it was thirty-five out-of-body incarnations, and he didn't hide it anymore. While incarnating outside his body to kill Shi Jian, he took out a piece of yellow cloth gossip from the Qiankun bag and threw it into the air, pinching the trick with both hands.

"The incarnation outside the body, the five thunders thundered the sky cover, are you going to move the real thing?"

Shi Jian muttered in a low voice, and there were two more talismans in his hand, and after the spiritual power was infused, he threw them out casually. One fell in the middle of the incarnation outside the body, and the other faced the yellow cloth gossip.

The yellow talisman melted away as soon as it was released, leaving only two rays of light, and then the light exploded like a bomb, and half of the incarnations outside the body were purified cleanly, and there was no scum left. The yellow cloth gossip was like a heavy blow, and the spiritual light on it burst and flew out in one direction.

"Heaven, Heavenly Master Fu?!"

As a disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain, how could Zhang Renhong not recognize the Heavenly Master talisman handed down by the ancestral Heavenly Master, this is a superlative talisman with far greater power, Fireball Talisman!

With the spiritual blood of the high-level mage as the main material, you must strictly abide by the drawing program before drawing the talisman, and you must recite the mantra while drawing the talisman.

"You have a talisman, I also have a talisman, let's see who has more talismans."

Shi Jian was entangled with lightning, as if the ancient thunder god had descended, and every move was accompanied by thunder and lightning, and the arc soared, causing the light curtain of the Beidou Demon Demon Array to fluctuate endlessly, and the air crackled.

From time to time, a Heavenly Master talisman flew out, which shocked Zhang Renhong and retreated sharply, not daring to confront Shi Jian at close range.

Zhang Renhong became more and more desperate the more he fought, there were too many talismans on his opponent's body, so many that he was terrifying, and he used six of the best Heavenly Master talismans alone, and it seemed that there was still stock in the Qiankun bag. Fireball runes, thunder runes, five thunder runes, and thunderbolt exorcism runes, throw one out every three or five times, as if they don't want money.

How the fuck is this fighting?

In fact, Shi Jian didn't have many Heavenly Master talismans on his body, otherwise he would have used them a long time ago. The best talisman is not so easy to draw, the failure rate is high, the spiritual power consumption is large, and it is impossible to donate blood every day with seven blood packets.

In the audience, Zhang Renyan sighed and shouted at Qiren Daoist: "Senior Brother Qiren, we in Longhu Mountain admit defeat. ”

"Did you still lose after all?"

Hearing Zhang Renyan's voice, Zhang Renhong showed a depressed expression, how confident he was before the fight, where would he have thought of such a result. The more I thought about it, the more I felt aggrieved, my qi and blood surged, I couldn't help coughing, and I began to vomit blood while coughing.

"Senior Brother Renhong!" Zhang Renxi rushed to the Beidou Demon Demon Array, held his arm and asked, "Are you seriously injured?" ”

Being bombarded by so many talismans, how could the injury not be serious, he insisted and said that it was no big deal, and looked at Shi Jian opposite with complicated eyes. Shi Jian's face was a little pale, his breathing was slightly short, and he seemed to be consumed, but it was much better than himself.

I wanted to ask something, but I swallowed back when the words came to my mouth, feeling that there was no need, and losing was losing. motioned to Zhang Renxi to help him get off the field, leaving Shi Jian with a gloomy back.

In fact, Dao Chang, Four Eyes, Lin Fengjiao, Ma Ma Di and others ran over and surrounded Shi Jian, and their excitement was beyond words. Qi Yun Dao Chang, Qi Ren Dao Chang and other uncles and peers also came to congratulate Shi Jian on his victory, and the square suddenly turned into a sea of joy.

After a lapse of twenty years, the Maoshan faction has re-emerged as the winner of the Little Spirit Society, twenty years, which is equivalent to one-fifth or one-third of a person's life, and victory is not easy to come by.

When the warm atmosphere calmed down, Zhang Renyan, who was watching coldly, opened his mouth and invited the big corpse brother and said, "Brother big corpse, please be a witness!" ”

The eldest corpse brother said with a smile: "It is an honor for this sect to witness this grand event with my own eyes!" ”

Zhang Renyan thanked him, flipped his palm, and a deed that had been drawn up appeared in his hand, and he signed the words 'Zhang Renyan of the Heavenly Master Sect of Longhu Mountain' very simply, and his name corresponded to the area east of the Xijiang River in Lingnan to the west of the Dongjiang River.

A round tour of Gesoap Mountain, there is no qualification to pick and choose, and Wu Tai tipen signed his name in the corresponding area west of the Xijiang River. In fact, this site is not bad, and for Gesoshan, as long as the basic plate is not moved, it doesn't matter if other places are moved.

It was his turn to be the head of the Dao, and the eyes of all the Maoshan disciples in the field fell on him, watching him sign his name on behalf of the Maoshan faction, and from then on, the fattest piece of meat in Lingnan became the bag of Maoshan. I have to say that Longhu Mountain is a bit of a stone to smack his feet this time.

Putting down the pen, the head of his Dao waved at Shi Jian, "Come!" ”

"Me?"

"What are you doing, go quickly." In fact, the Taoist chief pushed the stupid apprentice, and his face was full of gratifying smiles.

Under the gaze of a pair of eyes that were puzzled, surprised, envious, or jealous, Shi Jian walked up to his Taoist leader and watched him put the deed in his hand.

Shi Jian didn't know what it meant, he only felt that the thin paper in his hand was a little pressing, very heavy!