In the process of repeating the other party's quibble, the more he thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt, and finally he couldn't control his wild laughter.

"When did you start to annoy people like this!"

"I think it's very good, you shouldn't be merciful in the face of the enemy, otherwise you will only be bullied as a weak person at will!"

The Fifth Elder Zhang Shanyi, who had not heard the meaning of the words of the master, replied with great dissatisfaction.

When he turned his head to look at the elder brother and saw the smile on the corner of his mouth, he pursed his lips and turned his head to watch the competition intently.

The morale of the individual and the team is very important.

Zhang Lingyun just belittled the other party so much, and what he said was not fictional, and it was very consistent with the truth.

Invisibly, it will bring an inexplicable sense of oppression to everyone, and when the two sides fight again, most of those monks will have pessimistic thoughts, which will affect the play and greatly enhance their own chances of winning!

"Now that we're three against one, isn't that an obvious advantage?"

Carefully breaking the talisman attached to the senior brother's body, and at the same time ensuring that the second senior brother was in a state of talisman checks and balances, really consumed Zhang Lingfeng's time.

However, this effort has made it impossible for his side to expose his shortcomings, even if only three people participate in the battle, they can be more focused than ever and have no burden.

"All of you go up together, just in time for me to get my muscles on the move!"

Unlike the previous worried and cautious opponent, facing an opponent who was completely on the opposite side, Zhang Lingxiao released his nearly five successes, and the majestic spiritual power fluctuations spread instantly.

Faerda, who was more than ten meters away, felt a faint sense of invisible oppression, and his body subconsciously wanted to retreat and dodge, but fortunately, he had strong mental power and stabilized his body in time to not lose face.

"Useless guys, give you a stick of incense time, if you can't take them, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

Farda, who was not far away, had tight facial features and clear blood vessels on the top of his head, obviously very dissatisfied with the performance of the group of people under him.

Falda issued some kind of threat to the monks, which made the already nervous monks instantly turn pale and tremble slightly, obviously knowing what kind of terrifying thing Falda would do.

"I don't know how thick the sky is...... Come on!"

The little monk, who was already preparing to fight and kill, seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and threw the round ball like an egg in his hand violently, attacking in the direction where Zhang Lingyun was.

"Gentata...... You are not worthy, look at the master, I will solve you in ten moves!"

I feel that the 'spell master' is by no means simple, as the only magic master in the phalanx, the next main battle will inevitably be dominated by magic battles.

Zhang Lingxiao was very clear about his advantages and disadvantages, and in order to allow the two juniors to better preserve their strength, he took the initiative to stand up and take over the provocation of the opposing station.

"Don't be ashamed! The little monk will let you understand...... There is a heaven outside the heavens, and there are people outside of the people!"

The little monk who was so dissatisfied, immediately gave up his control of the metal ball, and opened his palm to aim at the young man who was running at extreme speed.

The little monk with extremely vicious eyes just chose the time when Zhang Lingxiao's defense was the weakest, and the strong suction that suddenly burst out in his body quickly affected Zhang Lingxiao.

"Bang ......!" "Fuck off, what kind of magic did you use!?"

Seeing the metal ball slashing in front of his eyes, slamming heavily against the protective barrier, but he seemed to be frozen and unable to move forward, the horror in Zhang Lingxiao's eyes became more and more intense.

"Huh! You...... Come over here!"

The little monk who was constantly strengthening his own energy release directly pulled Zhang Lingxiao, who was embarrassed on the spot, and slowly absorbed it towards his side.

Zhang Lingxiao, whose anger value was rising in his heart, saw that the two junior disciples had prepared talismans to prepare for rescue, and immediately enhanced his spiritual power and poured into his arm.

In the direction where the little monk was not easy to detect, he waved his hand to signal the senior brother not to interfere, and then sensed the little monk who was getting closer and closer, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

"No, is this little Taoist priest okay?

"I was quite brave just now, shouldn't I have exhausted my strength and become a big guy with nothing to show for it!"

"Can you watch the game and leave the result after the fight!

was already following the disciple's fighting behavior, and the nervous Zhang Shanxing taught the disciple, and when he heard everyone chirping and despising the disciple like sparrows, he was angry again.

"Hmph! My own disciples are incompetent, don't let people say, don't compete if you have the ability, take your group of little babies to the deep mountains and old forests!"

"You, which cave came out of it, dare to call here!!"

“......”

Unlike in the past, when no one talked to him, Zhang Shanxing, the head of the 'Zhengyi Sect', encountered a hard stubble this time, and directly in front of the envoys of Fanbang and the country, he made derogatory remarks about Zhang Shanxing.

Suddenly, the focus of everyone's attention shifted from the players of both sides who were still playing in the field to the Heavenly Master of the 'Zhengyi Sect', and watched with interest as the two quarreled.

"Give it to me...... Fly!"

Although the noise of 'Si Yongzhai' was loud, it could not affect Zhang Lingxiao's mind in the slightest, and just as his figure was about to approach the little monk, a low roar came out in vain.

Zhang Lingxiao, who was about half a meter away from the ground, suddenly burst out with nearly eighty percent of the spiritual power around him, and the surging spiritual power fluctuated.

Zhang Lingxiao, who originally seemed to be controlled by the amulet, suddenly fell to the ground with the weight of a thousand gold, and his toes turned the little monk in front of him at will.

"Whew......!"

Zhang Lingxiao's fingers quickly tightened and clenched into a fist, and the invisible spiritual power fluctuations quickly covered his entire arm, and a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded.

"It's ......!"

The unsuspecting little monk squinted his eyes slightly, feeling the oncoming strong wind pressure, and his face became more and more solemn.

Before the brain could react, the body relied on its knee-jerk reaction to the coming danger, condensed the energy of the whole body in the lower body, and stomped on the ground with slightly bent knees.

The huge strength left a footprint about half an inch deep on the bluestone slab, and the little monk used the force of the reverse thrust to quickly retreat his body.

At the moment when Zhang Lingxiao's fist wind approached, he dodged this fatal blow with little danger.

"Where...... Run!"

Zhang Lingxiao finally broke free from the shackles of the opponent's exercises, and found such a rare opportunity to get close to him, and then pursued with both feet without losing a bit.

Seeing that the dodge could not turn this attack into this, the little monk waved his hand at the metal ball that had been stimulated, and suddenly increased his own energy, wanting to use the metal ball to sneak attack the annoying spirit in front of him.

At the same time, the little monk took advantage of the tiptoe to touch the ground, and his waist spun sharply in mid-air, and most of the energy was gathered in the straight right leg, as if a piece of hard steel smashed towards Zhang Lingxiao.

"Tough...... You're not one yet!"

Zhang Lingxiao clenched his teeth, and the green tendons of his arm that continued to wave burst out, and after a short period of near-perfect accumulation, he bombarded with the little monk's heavy legs.

"Boom......!"

At the moment of the touch of fists and feet, a dull sound like thunder spread from the junction of the two limbs, and both sides of the battle showed disbelief.

At this moment, whether it was Zhang Lingxiao, who was an immortal cultivator, or the little monk who came from Fanbang, they all quickly released the energy in their respective bodies regardless of the consequences.

The two strands of energy that are scorched together are equal, but they give people a momentum that cannot be underestimated.

"Click......!"

Just when everyone in 'Si Yongzhai' was attracted by the sound and was ready to watch a wonderful duel with great anticipation, it seemed that the sound of broken bones came out, and Zhang Lingxiao and the little monk flew out almost upside down at the same time.

Zhang Lingxiao, who was shocked back by the powerful shock wave, slammed into Zhang Lingyun, the third junior brother who was ushered in by the flying body, and was able to stabilize his body.

The metal ball in Zhang Lingyun's hand, which was finally controlled, under the gaze of the two, with Zhang Lingyun's protruding arm that resisted with all his might, approached little by little, and finally attached to Zhang Lingxiao's body before stopping.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......!"

Zhang Lingxiao, who stood firmly, felt as if his five organs and six lungs had been injured, and the faint pain was very uncomfortable, and he coughed involuntarily.

Until he felt that his throat was tight and seemed to be spurting blood, Zhang Lingxiao immediately broke free from the support of the third junior brother, covered his mouth tightly and held his breath, swallowing the churning qi and blood, not giving the other party the slightest chance to despise him.

But he didn't want this too drastic action, concussion to the already broken wrist, Zhang Lingxiao, who came in vain because of the great pain, almost exclaimed, and cold sweat instantly spread all over his body.

"Senior brother......!"

As soon as Zhang Lingyun wanted to open his mouth to care, Zhang Lingxiao immediately shook his head and blinked to report his safety, and at the same time hinted that the third junior brother should beware of the opponent.

"Ahh......h

The little monk who landed almost at the same time was shocked to the ground, and he continued to pant for breath while enduring the pain of drilling his heart, and bent his body tightly to cover his calf that was distorted and deformed due to the shock, and his skin was cracked and bleeding.

Ignoring whether the opponent would attack him in this gap, he looked extremely solemn and stared at Falda not far away.

"Beautiful! That's how the battle should be, and it didn't disappoint me!"

"A big bare ball of meat, but he is so weak when he starts to do it, and he really disgraces his country!"

"What? The battle will end in two or three rounds, this one is too perfunctory to the public!"

After a short period of silence, the crowd of 'Si Yongzhai' cheered and disdained one after another, expressing their excitement about the result!

"Dear 'Spell Master' Faerda, the time for a stick of incense has not yet arrived, please give us a chance to turn the tables!"

"The two of us can still fight, please don't abandon us!"

Always paying attention to the recent situation of the battle, the two monks who were charred and blackened around swallowed their saliva.

Imagining what kind of tragic situation he might have suffered, he shivered involuntarily, and when he found Farda's increasingly cold face, he fell to the ground in fright.

"It's an insult to me!"

Farda fiercely skimmed the two people with panicked eyes, shouted angrily in a low voice, let go of the hand that was clenching the gold medal on his chest, and suddenly waved his bloody palm.

"Whew......!"

The dripping red blood in Faerda's hand was like ice beads condensed in an instant, drawing a bright red trajectory in the void, and approaching the monk who was crawling on the ground, already crying bitterly.

"Smack......!"

The unsuspecting and swarthy monk, seeing that his companion could not move in vain, suddenly waved his hand and fanned his mouth, but he recognized that he was not dreaming, and his eyes were full of joy for the rest of his life.

The swarthy monk swallowed his saliva, carefully picked up his companion and placed it in front of Falda, and cooperated with the monk who had previously injured his arm to immobilize his companion.

"Great Spirit, please listen to the prayers of your humble disciples, and mutter...... Muttered...... Please give me the right to drive him for the time being!"

Falda slowly leaned down, resting her bloody palm on her companion's dark chest, closing her eyes and muttering to herself.

Unlike the previous spells, the mantras that Farda recited this time were so mysterious that few characters could not even be recognized, but the energy released by Farda was much higher than the last time.

"I always feel that this spell is more subtle, and I may make something extraordinary!"

"Well, as long as this Falda is not a fool, he should use a stunt killer at this moment!"

"I'm afraid that the monk is just an embroidered pillow, tossing for a long time to make a ...... Doll!"

Seeing the repetition of Faerda's old skills, the three-story hall of 'Siyongzhai' suddenly started to talk about it in a boiling manner, and most people were not very optimistic about the Enamel team, which was full of wounded soldiers.

"Use this trick again! This is not even letting go of your own people!"

For Farda in a lineup with no chance of winning, Ren Neng chose to control his companions to continue fighting, Zhang Lingyun showed a very relaxed attitude, but he didn't want to be a cold sidewitness now, what kind of trouble would he bring to himself.

As Falda continued to recite the mantra silently, the gold medal on his chest was like a living plant, spreading out a silk of energy similar to Faerda's skin color, and slowly submerged into the body of the swarthy monk.

After a few breaths, Faerda, who had stopped reciting the mantra, suddenly opened his eyes and used the blood flowing from his hands to draw a string of strange characters on his companion's head, chest, abdomen, and limbs.

Then Farda slowly got up, waved his hand and clenched the gold medal on his chest again, and the swarthy monk in front of him also moved.

The controlled monk simply moved his lower limbs, and his agility was like that of a normal person, if it weren't for those blood-red eyes, it really made people unable to tell the difference between him and ordinary people.

"Third Senior Brother, this moving target is very rare, don't grab it from me!"

Although it was a little strange to deal with the spell, the steps of casting the spell had changed, it can be seen that the two senior brothers were taking action, and Zhang Lingfeng was not good at acting too specially, so he only showed his attitude after the puppet was formed.

"Take it easy, it's all dead...... Others say we don't have the grace!"

Zhang Lingyun, who didn't put Farda in his eyes, still didn't find the special thing about the controlled monk at this time, so he let the little junior brother use it to practice his hands.

Zhang Lingfeng, who received the answer, smiled with a smile on his face, waved his hand into his arms and took out a few red talismans, and threw them out with all his might, learning the previous way of the third senior brother.

"Whoosh, whoosh......!"

In an instant, several blood-red rays of light and shadow streaked across the void, and in an instant, they evolved into fist-sized hot fireballs, which were deliberately driven by Zhang Lingfeng towards the opposite Fa Erda.

"Anti-...... Royal!"

In the face of the sudden attack, Falda was unusual, standing in place extremely calmly, and whispered orders to the darkened monks around him.

The puppet monk, who seemed to have no emotion, stood in front of Falda with a firm step, without any superfluous movements, allowing the fireball in the distance to gradually approach.

"Boom......!"

The huge fireball followed Zhang Lingfeng's drive, and in full view of everyone, it accurately hit the puppet monk one after another.

In an instant, wisps of white smoke rose around the puppet monk, and the fragments of fireballs scattered and shattered by the huge impact rolled down to the ground.

"What's this way? Now you're starting to defeat the enemy in one move?"

"No, how is it possible? The monk couldn't even bear the residual fire before, and now ......?"

"Oh my God! I know, I know...... That monk has a killer feature!"

Just when the people of 'Si Yongzhai' let out a helpless sigh, some sharp-eyed Fanbang warriors noticed the strangeness of Faerda, and they all paid attention to the battle situation in the beginning with nervous expressions.

"What's the matter with that thing, a fireball attack can still be unharmed?"

Unsure of the disciple's 'Zhengyi Sect' in charge of Zhang Shanxing, he quietly released his spiritual sense to explore the puppet monk in the field, but found that there was a layer of strange energy fluctuations around his body, and he couldn't penetrate at all.

In order to prevent others from discovering their small actions, although Zhang Shanxing was unwilling, he immediately reined in the power of his spiritual sense, and turned his head to ask the second junior brother.

"I don't know the specifics, but as long as Ling Yun is here, they will be fine!"

Although what he said was very hurtful, as early as before the start of the game, Zhang Shanyuan once again performed the 'Divination Technique', and he was sure that this competition was thrilling.

Second Elder Zhang Shanyuan, who was very confident in his own Dao Fa, raised his hand and patted Senior Brother's shoulder to show comfort, and turned his head to look at the two sides of the battle in the distance.

"Senior Brother Feng, be careful!"

Before Zhang Lingfeng could react, Zhang Lingyun waved his hand into his arms, gently twisted his fingers and took out the purple talisman from the storage ring, and threw it out.

The talisman containing the fluctuation of pure spiritual power was rapidly evolved and formed in the void, and nearly two meters of protective barrier condensed by pure spiritual power appeared in front of Zhang Lingfeng.

"Drink ......!"

At this moment, Faerda's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Zhang Lingyun with an extremely fierce expression, and suddenly let out a low roar to release the energy around him.

The invisible energy quickly condensed on the surface of Faerda's clenched fist, forming a faint band of energy in an instant, pouring into the puppet monk's body.

"Click, click......!"

The puppet monk who was forcibly infused with energy trembled slightly in vain, and his feet kept stomping on the ground.

The puppet monk's body was like a gold medal in Faerda's hand, and in vain it spread out dense filaments of energy, clinging to the shattered bluestone bricks on the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Holy! Can this thing still be used like this?"

Watching the puppet monk glue the bluestone pieces on the surface of his body, he began to expand his body and develop in the direction of the giant.

Zhang Lingyun felt that he would only use spiritual power silk for protection, which was simply a tyrannical thing, wasting the proud talent left by the divine tree!!

"Garbage...... Wait for death!"

At this moment, Faerda's expression was extremely indifferent, and the increasingly dense killing intent in his pupils, and the upward arc of the corners of his mouth, all gave people the feeling of a bird of prey descending the mountain.

"It's not ashamed to say that I can be proud of the world if I am big enough, it's just a dream!"

After a short period of amazement, Zhang Lingfeng directly ignored the other party's words of disdain, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was no anger at all, but the corners of his mouth were filled with a sneer.

Zhang Lingfeng, who had gradually calmed down his mentality, the spiritual power around his body soared again, and he waved his hand into his arms and took out three thunder charms and threw them out.

"Whew,,......!"

The red light and shadow of the Dao Dao reached the sky, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Just when many people were speculating about what this little Taoist priest wanted, gusts of wind blew in the void in vain, and the invisible heaven and earth energy frantically gathered in one place.

In an instant, the thick dark clouds condensed and formed, wisps like wrist-thick arcs, flashing dazzling silver light in the clouds, frantically wandering and condensing.

"Click......!"

Just as the puppet monk, who had already built his body into a body of nearly five meters and was covered with bluestones, swung his body to attack, the arc energy in the void also reached its peak.

In the void, a gap suddenly appeared in the dense clouds, and a deafening thunderclap followed.

The dazzling arc of lightning slashed through the sky, like cracked glass, spreading out several sinuous tentacles, but they hit the puppet monk with incomparable precision.

"Click, click......!"

The arc that fell at extreme speed, flashing with dazzling silver light, kept shuttling through the cracks in the stone that the stone puppet monk had constructed for himself in the later stage.

Those bluestone slabs that had been crushed once could not resist the arc attack at all, and with a crisp sound, the layers peeled off and turned into powder.

"Wow puppet, is this a call to die before the teacher is killed?"

Just when he was worried about dealing with this guy like this, he didn't expect Senior Brother Feng to take action, and the effect was very significant.

"If there are no other moths in Nafarda, our battle today will be almost over!"

"Click......!"

Just when Zhang Lingxiao was chatting with his junior brother with great anticipation, the second thunder sounded again, and Zhang Lingxiao, who was full of puzzlement, turned his head to look at the puppet monk, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Senior brother, don't ...... again Attack!"

Zhang Lingyun, who was puzzled by the surprised expression of the senior brother, turned his head to look and found that the puppet monk who was scattered with flying ashes and was obviously less than half of his body was just half of his body, and wisps of silver light were faintly reflected around him.

"Wood makes fire...... Fire Born of Earth...... Native Gold ...... Jin Shengshui...... Aquatic wood!"

"Jin Duo is hidden in the stone, attached to the mountain and grows, gathering soil into a mountain and a mountain will give birth to a stone, and the bluestone slab is also a mountain stone!"

"That guy is going to take advantage of the high temperature of the thunderstorm to refine bluestone...... Gilded that puppet!"