The Linglan Realm monks in the audience were also discussing the battle on the stage.

"It's actually a spirit pattern attack, this kind of method, it's rare to see now. This is what the young monk of the Linglan Realm said by glaring at Yang Rongxuan earlier.

"yes, the spirit pattern is too difficult to learn. Another middle-aged monk on the side nodded and smiled, this person is also a Linglan Realm monk.

"With the help of the power of the rune pen, with very little mana, cast a dense mana attack, this little girl is good. The young monk smiled and commented.

Shen Yun was confused, he hadn't heard of any spirit pattern attacks at all.

However, it can be seen that it is indeed as the young uncle said, the beautiful girl does not work hard, and it is very understatement, so she shows a dense and energetic "spirit pattern".

"The third-level cultivation of spiritual silence can be practiced so proficiently, I think it is better than some inner disciples of Chaoyang Peak. ”

"Yes, I'm afraid it's a family secret method. ”

Only then did Shen Yun notice that the delicate girl only had the cultivation of the third layer of spiritual silence, which was still rare in the big competition.

At this time, Sikong Yu on the stage, under the continuous attack of the spirit pattern, was very difficult to deal with.

In front of Miao Ke'er, there were more than ten spirit patterns suspended, and every time she drew a new spirit pattern, the spirit pattern in front of her would divide into several lines, and she rushed towards Sikong Yu without stopping.

Sikong Yu's hideous face at this time looked a little distorted.

In front of him, there were three or five spirit patterns carved all the time, drawing a meteor-like luster, flying towards him.

Sikong Yu didn't care about the attack at all, dodging left and right, but there was still a spirit pattern to wipe the shield from time to time.

Sikong Yu roared angrily as he forced himself to break through the Spirit Pattern barrier, wanting to attack at close range.

But the delicate girl's body is light, and she does not block the opponent's strong attack, and completely adopts a light and dodging posture, so that the opponent can't get close.

Sikong Yu almost scolded, and he was very annoyed in his heart.

Due to the slight hesitation of the handover strategy at the beginning, he was careless for a while and lost the first move.

Now that Miao Ke'er's spirit pattern has become a scale, it is not only very difficult to think of getting close, but even a lot of beatings because of it.

More and more spirit patterns hit, and Sikong Yu's shield crumbled.

And his flying fork was difficult to dodge, either by the delicate girl, or easily blocked by the opponent's defensive magic weapon.

Not long after, Miao Ke'er's face was overjoyed, and she only heard a "click", and Sikong Yu's shield was completely shattered.

There were cheers from several girls in Luoxia Peak from the audience, and for a while, the excited chirps were endless.

"Poof" a few times, Sikong Yu felt a sharp pain in several places on his body, which was a spiritual pattern directly hitting his body.

Sikong Yu showed a trace of sadness on his face, sped up his body technique, and quickly moved and dodged, hoping to delay, so as to consume Miao Ke'er's mana, and finally use the advantage of his fourth layer of spiritual silence to find an opportunity to win.

Suddenly, Miao Ke'er snorted and pointed with one hand

Sikong Yu only felt that there were more than ten spirit patterns on the opposite side, like a meteor shower, forming an encirclement and rushing towards him.

Sikong Yu was not afraid, burst into a shout, and his body suddenly accelerated.

intends to intersperse it from the weak link of the spirit pattern and give the opponent a fatal blow.

A few spirit lines rubbed his body, and he didn't care about the severe pain on his body, and he rushed out with a disgraced face.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a creepy feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, and it turned out to be a flying sword quietly slashing in front of him.

"I admit defeat!" Sikong Yu's face was as pale as dirt, and he exclaimed.

At this moment, a palm appeared in the air out of thin air, pinched downward, and gently pinched the flying sword. It was the referee's uncle who saw the opportunity to save Sikong Yu, otherwise, although it would not be fatal in this way, I am afraid that he would also be seriously injured.

Sikong Yu was frightened for a while, and he didn't care about the embarrassment, and respectfully thanked his uncle.

Miao Ke'er looked happy, and when she returned to the stage, several girls from Luoxia Peak suddenly talked excitedly.

"Next ......"