After a loud bang, the dust settled.

Everyone looked carefully, and a figure on the ring was still standing straight, but his clothes were a little burnt, a trace of residual thunder and lightning flashed from time to time all over his body, and a few drops of blood were dripping down from the tiger's mouth in his right hand.

"What?"

Murong Xiao glanced at Lin Yu, who was standing in the ring as if nothing had happened, and was taken aback, in his previous impression, there were few people in his generation who could be safe and sound under that pinch.

What he didn't know was that the reason why Lin Yu chose the thunder and lightning mouth from above as a breakthrough was that he saw that the power of thunder and lightning was definitely not something that Murong Xiao's cultivation could manipulate.

And after using his spiritual power to overflow from the surface and make a thin film that blocks the conduction of thunder and lightning, he quickly jumped out of the gap between the attacks.

It's just that Rao is like this, Lin Yu, who rarely deals with people who cultivate truth on weekdays and has little experience in combat, came into contact with this talisman for the first time, and didn't know that this talisman was so strange that it could conjure boulders, water jets and thunderbolts like a trick.

Caught off guard, he was still a little embarrassed, and after his right fist briefly confronted the thunder and lightning that was the thickness of his arm, a huge force came, causing his right palm to crack.

The spiritual power in Lin Yu's body was working, and he cleared the residual power of thunder and lightning from his body, looked at Murong Xiao, and said with a serious face: "You are quite strong." ”

Lin Yu's words were calm and casual, but when they entered Murong Xiao's ears, they seemed to be saying that you are very strong, but you are not my opponent, and it seems to be saying that you have other tricks, let me see them one by one?

Murong Fu frowned slightly, a little unhappy in his heart.

He didn't know that Lin Yu, who was called a nerd by Wu Qian every day, usually spoke like this, because he was not good at saying some euphemistic and exaggerated words, so he always spoke a little directly, straightforwardly and briefly.

And this compliment, which sounded like a mockery, was actually a sentence that Lin Yu had just come up with under his thoughts.

"You are also quite strong, and there are few people in your generation who can avoid such a beautiful and wonderful situation just now. ”

Murong Fu responded.

In the exclamation of everyone, he reached out and took out dozens of talismans with different attributes from his arms, looked at Lin Yu and said.

"It's just that the six talismans just now made you so embarrassed, but there are dozens of talismans prepared on my body!"

Lin Yu looked at the talisman in Murong Xiao's hand, frowned slightly, and asked him, "Could it be that these talismans were made by you?"

"Yes, I made these talismans, and I have prepared a lot of talismans for today. ”

Murong Xiao had a smug look on his face, and the five or six talismans in his hand floated in the air out of thin air, and under his command, these five or six talismans turned into vines and wind blades and quickly attacked Lin Yu.

It's just that this time Lin Yu was on guard, and these entangled vines and wind blades were easily dodged with Lin Yu's style.

But where would Murong Xiao give Lin Yu a chance to breathe?

Fighting for the sharp consumption of spiritual power, he still resolutely took out dozens of talismans from his arms, and kept chanting spells in his mouth, and the talismans floating in front of him seemed to be unwanted, and they rushed towards Lin Yu's figure one by one.

The audience in the audience only felt that in an instant, huge stones, water columns, and vines were flying all over the arena, and Lin Yu's figure was in these obstacles, constantly approaching Murong Xiao little by little.

On the guest seats.

"I have long heard that Murong Xiao, the young master of this Jianbei Villa, is a genius who is born with a passion for making talismans, and he does not love the sword path that Jianbei Villa is proud of, and today I see that this is really the case. ”

Zheng Yifan, who was on the guest stage, looked at Murong Xiao, who was directing the talismans in front of him to fly out like flowing water, and smiled.

Mo Ruolan on the side seemed to have heard something interesting, and hurriedly asked Zheng Yifan: "Brother Yifan, do you know a lot of Murong Xiao's deeds in this ring?"

"Hmm. ”

Zheng Yifan asked curiously when he saw Mo Ruolan sitting next to him, and he said to her patiently.

"I also heard about Murong Xiao's deeds, and I only know a thing or two.

I heard that this Murong Xiao has shown a proud talent for cultivating truth since he was a child, and he stepped into the Void Mirror when he was only fifteen years old, which made his old man Murong Fu overjoyed, and wanted to cultivate his grandson with his heart, so as to inherit his sword path of Jianbei Villa.

But who knew that this Murong Xiao was not focused on cultivating the truth, and was only interested in making talismans, and turned a deaf ear to his old man Murong Fu's admonition, and now it seems that it is indeed true.

Making talismans hurts money, but fortunately, the Jianbei Mountain Zhuangjia has a big business, so he doesn't have to worry about money.

You must know that it is more difficult for a beginner rune master to get started than to cultivate the truth, and now looking at the level of his talisman making, I am afraid that there are already intermediate rune masters who can create a talisman level that can hurt the cultivator of the Void Mirror.

In terms of Fu Gong's talent, he can also be regarded as an unborn genius."

"Wow, this Murong Xiao is also a very powerful character. ”

Mo Ruolan looked at Murong Xiao on the stage, her small mouth opened, and she felt that this Murong Xiao was really a genius.

However, Murong Xiao in her stands continued to fly out with the talismans, and it seemed that the spiritual power in his body was also being consumed sharply, and the sweat on his forehead groaned.

On the other hand, on Lin Yu's side, although there was an obstacle from the thing that the talisman had turned into, the figure was constantly approaching Murong Xiao.

Mo Ruolan said to Zheng Yifan at the moment.

"I think that Murong Xiao doesn't seem to be able to hold on for long, if that Lin Yu's figure approaches, I'm afraid that Murong Fu will lose. ”

Zheng Yifan listened and smiled at her.

"Not necessarily. ”

"Huh?"

Mo Ruolan was puzzled and didn't understand what Zheng Yifan meant.

But seeing that Zheng Yifan was no longer speech, his mind was completely attracted by the fierce fight in the ring, Mo Ruolan had no choice but to pout and look at the ring with a puzzled face.

"This person has so many talismans, it's really hard to entangle. ”

Lin Yu's figure deviated, dodging the boulder that came from the attack, and then his body jumped over to avoid the wind blade that came from the impact, and his eyes looked at Murong Xiao, who had already seen the sweat on his forehead gradually getting closer to his figure.

Under the vines on the ground, two or three arm-thick thunderbolts in mid-air, Lin Yu, who left an afterimage, finally approached Murong Xiao.

In addition to practicing the Seven Profound Transformation Exercises, Lin Yu did not practice other tricks and exercises, so Lin Yu's right fist condensed spiritual power, and a little bit of brilliance continued to gather in his right fist, and the fist was full of white light and swung towards Murong Xiao's face.

With such a high concentration of boxing, if Lin Yu's blow is implemented, I am afraid that this Murong Xiao will lose his combat effectiveness and faint on the spot.

Just when Lin Yu thought that this battle was over, the cold light flashed, Lin Yu's eyes felt that the cold light was a little dazzling, and his right fist made a metal slapping sound as if it had hit a metal object.

Lin Yu looked at it, but his right fist hit a three-foot long sword that Murong Xiao took out of the storage bag.

The cold light of the sword body flashed, as if there were rippling water, and the slightest ripple was reflected on Lin Yu's face.

Lin Yu's fist slammed into the sword body, causing the sword body to sink two inches, and Lin Yu and Murong Xiao were both shocked by this huge rebound force.

Lin Yu's figure was rebounded to five meters away before he could stop his figure, and Murong Xiao retreated to seven or eight meters away to stop the power of the shock, which can be imagined that Lin Yu had the terrifying power of the punch just now.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Murong Xiao's mouth, and it seemed that the force of the shock just now caused him to also suffer an internal injury.

"This Murong Fulao ghost really loves his grandson. ”

Mo Shu, who had never been silent about the event on the guest stage, looked at the long sword in Murong Xiao's hand in the ring, and said in a rare voice: "The treasure of Jianbei Villa, Qiushui, actually brought this Murong Xiao. ”

"The treasure of Jianbei Villa?"

Qin Zheng on the side saw that Mo Shu rarely made a sound, and he was also interested in the Qiushui Sword that he said in his mouth, and asked Mo Shu.

"Uncle Huang, listening to your tone, it seems that you know the old man of Murong Xiao, I don't know what the Qiushui Sword you are talking about is He Baojian. ”

Mo Shu recalled in his mind the past when he was young and had his first acquaintance with Murong Fu.

A smile appeared on his face that was over sixty years old but only a few wrinkles, and it seemed that the past was also an extremely interesting experience for him.

Mo Shu said to Qin Zheng with memories on his face.

"Well, when I was young, I had dealings with the old ghost of Murong Fu in Jianbei Villa, he was an extremely bold man, and what he was holding in his hand was the Bingqiu Water Sword in the hand of the little doll now. ”

Mo Shu suddenly remembered that Qin Zheng was not a cultivator, and he asked Qin Zheng, "You should have heard the secret of the Eight Desolation Records, right?"

"Eight Desolations?"

Qin Zheng thought about it for a while, and seemed to think of the Eight Desolations that were quite famous in the cultivation realm, but I don't know who wrote it, and nodded and said.

"Well, I know a little bit about the emperor's nephew of the Eight Desolations, and there are many treasures in the cultivation realm, treasures of desolate beasts, and secrets of the Eight Desolations, could it be that this Qiushui Sword is also in the magic weapon ranking of the Eight Desolations?"

"Exactly!"

Mo Shu's eyes were fixed on the Qiushui Sword in Murong Fu's hand in the ring, and said, "The Eight Desolations Record magic weapon is ranked one hundred, and this Qiushui Sword ranks thirty-eighth in the Eight Desolations. ”