While the two were chasing and evading, after the clay giant shield smashed into several wind blades, Zhang Ketu narrowed the distance between him and Chen San a few feet closer.

Looking at Zhang Ketu, who was secretly infused with spiritual power in the ring and ready to attack at any time, Chen San's eyes flashed, and his mind had been decided, a little bewitching flame star appeared on his fingertips and jumped happily, and the halberd fingers were swiped, forming a line of fire with the fingertips, and then under the fierce infusion of spiritual power in Chen San's body, the output spiritual power was converted into a violent fire spiritual power that was constantly tumbling and bursting, and it quickly integrated into the fire line entanglement.

The moment the line of fire was drawn by his fingertips, it quickly expanded and turned into a half-zhang long, erupting bursts of high-temperature raging flame blades towards Zhang Ketu and shooting towards Zhang Ketu, and the air around the flame blades was like a tangible thing, and the air waves twisted and rolled in bursts.

This flame blade was the spell that Yuan Laosan used to deal with that day, and after Yuan Laosan was killed by Chen San, this Dao spell naturally became Chen San's bag.

Chen San was very impressed by the power displayed by Yuan Laosan with this spell that day, and after killing Yuan Laosan, he also found this powerful spell from his storage bag called the Jade Slip of the Red Melting Blade.

Chen San judged from the various performances of Yuan Laosan and the others that the two often did this kind of murder and treasure grabbing. Afraid that this technique was a powerful technique obtained by the two of them to kill the disciples of other sects, or it was a powerful technique obtained by the disciples of a powerful sect, and when he practiced it in the future, he might cause unnecessary trouble to himself, and after Chen San returned to the door, he carefully consulted the classics collected in the sect about some special techniques or interested figures of some sects.

After checking this time, Chen San found that Qingyunmen actually had some information collected on some famous sects in the entire Great Zhou Kingdom, especially in terms of spells and magic weapons, and he did not find this powerful technique called the Red Melting Blade.

Thinking that this spell was obtained by Yuan Laosan by chance, or killing an ancestor was once a powerful loose cultivator, but now the heir is only a low-level casual cultivator, and it is not necessarily, in short, Chen San came to a conclusion, that is, at least this technique can be used in this Great Zhou country, and he has an extra killer feature.

After drawing three red melting blades with his halberd fingers, Chen San slapped his left hand to his waist and took out a small flag that was no more than an inch long and had a cloud of black mist embroidered on the snow-white flag, which was the sky-covering flag that Chen San had exchanged for at the five small trading events before.

After grabbing the Sky Covering Banner with his left hand and injecting spiritual power into the flag with all his might, the black mist embroidered on the surface of the Sky Covering Flag quickly dissolved and expanded to the entire flag like black ink, and then it unexpectedly overflowed, scattered in the air and then dissolved and expanded to a certain extent before stopping.

When Chen San walked around the ring with the sky-covering flag in his left hand and turned into a jet-black dragon dragon head with a thickness of a few feet, his right hand still continued to draw the Red Melting Blade with his halberd fingers, and the air distorted and rolled and flew towards Zhang Ketu.

Chen San's spell changed suddenly, and the Wind Scythe Technique was replaced by a Crimson Flame Blade that seemed to be more powerful, and the speed increased by three points, making Zhang Ketu, who was rapidly approaching Chen San, frown, and the Qingluan Sword under his feet was slightly lowered, and his body shape shifted more frequently.

Even so, with the Red Melting Flame Blade being three points faster than the Wind Scythe, after dodging the second flame blade, Zhang Ketu finally couldn't avoid the third flame blade.

Under the collision of the shields, the red melting blade that split on the surface of the clay giant shield suddenly burst out, and bursts of flames mixed with manic and incomparable fire spiritual power swept towards Zhang Ketu who was hiding behind the giant shield.

At the moment when the Red Melting Flame Blade erupted, the clay giant shield was also a burst of earthy yellow spirits, turning into an earthy yellow circular light curtain to protect Zhang Ketu and his shield in the middle, and then he was wrapped in the rolling flames that swept in, and it lasted for a long time.

Zhang Ketu, who was under the protection of the giant shield light curtain, felt the rapid loss of spiritual power in his narrow dust shield, and was terrified by the power of Chen San's crimson flame blade.

If he didn't have these remnant magic weapons to protect himself, and just rely on the high-grade magic weapon to break out with a flame blade, he would definitely be injured a lot; if he didn't have a magic weapon to protect himself, thinking of this, Zhang Ketu trembled, it was ironclad and died!

After dodging or blocking several Red Melting Blades, when he saw Chen San in front of him holding the Sky Covering Banner and casting bursts of black mist that slowly turned into a black dragon's head, Zhang Ketu was slightly stunned, and his heart was very puzzled.

According to the powerful power of the Crimson Flame Blade unleashed by Chen San at this moment, the current Chen Ketu had so many remnant magic weapons, and he did not dare to judge that he would win, and even defeat was not impossible.

In this case, why did Chen San take out the Heaven Covering Period and cast that extremely spiritual power-consuming Heaven Covering Black Mist? You must know that the Heaven Covering Banner was exchanged from the disciples of the Zhenshan Sect, of course he knew which disciple it fell on, and the detailed effect of the Heaven Covering Banner.

Could it be that casting this kind of spell is also as extremely spiritual power-consuming as the Heaven Covering Banner? Zhang Ketu, who slowed down his speed and tried his best to dodge Chen Sanlian's halberd finger slashing at the Red Melting Flame Blade, instantly denied this idea. Judging from that kind of intensive casting speed, even if it is extremely mana-consuming, as long as Chen San is willing to counterattack back, according to the words, the number of wins and losses is unknown, and Zhang Ketu may not believe that Chen San is a stupid person.

Zhang Ketu thought about dodging, and the dragon body sutra brought out by Chen San's dragon head had covered more than half of the ring.

His eyes froze, and Zhang Ketu's heart sank, could it be that the Qingyunmen disciple also brought the Tonifying Spirit Pill to the ring to compete like me? If this is the case, even if I carry a magic weapon specifically aimed at the Heaven Covering Banner, because my cultivation is not enough, I can't use it with all my strength, and then I won't go from being-for-tat now, to falling behind, or even defeating!

I am the son of Zhang Dashan, the head of the Zhenshan faction, and I am the representative of the Zhenshan faction in this competition, and I also brought a lot of residual magic weapons and pills to the field, if I lose? Then I will no longer have the face to gain a foothold in the sect, and I will be the son of the head of the sect in vain!

At this time, the people who tried inside and outside the ring were also full of discussions.

Yuan Qingzi frowned and looked at Chen San below, he felt that he was getting more and more unable to see this disciple who he personally escorted into the door back then?

From entering the gate according to this, to now with the strength of the mid-enlightenment cultivation to resist the body and carry several remnant magic weapons, and to cultivate for other sect disciples who are also higher than their own line, it has only taken less than three years.

It only takes only three years to reach such a realm? With a double spiritual root cultivation speed comparable to that of a heavenly spiritual root monk, he went out to practice and attack and kill a monk in the late stage of Kaiguang to win a grade of spiritual grass, and occasionally obtained an ink gas stone that caused the spiritual root to mutate, and now he is alone and carries at least three remnant magic weapons, and cultivates to a monk who is higher than his own line, this is Chen San, a new disciple of Qingyunmen who has been promoted for less than three years.

Yuan Qingzi's mind seemed to flash with a flash of inspiration, but it was fleeting, and after thinking about it carefully, it was really incomprehensible.

"What kind of spell is that flame blade, and why does it seem to be extremely powerful? And that black mist, what kind of trouble is the demon beast in Qingyunmen, releasing this kind of strange mist that even the divine sense can only penetrate less than ten zhang, so how can we still appreciate the competition?"

"Cut~ That's because you're shallow. The flag in the hand of this demon beast is called the Sky Covering Banner, and the black mist emitted can reach a range of 100 zhang, and it is already the limit that our Enlightenment Stage monks' divine sense can sweep into the range of 10 zhang. As for the flame blade. Hey. I don't know. ”

"I also know this Sky Covering Banner, I heard that although the black mist released in this period is extremely powerful, it also consumes a lot of spiritual power, according to the spiritual power that the demon beast has in the realm cultivation body at this time, even the Sky Covering Banner can't be fully exerted, unless the demon beast still has some backhand. ”

"That is, a few magic weapons on the disciples of the Zhenshan Sect seem to be extremely powerful, but that demon beast is not without a chance to win just by relying on its ability to instantaneously spell and match the flame blade spell. Now I don't know why that demon beast made such a decision. ”

The noisy noise pulled Yuan Qingzi's thoughts back a little away, shook his head slightly, and completely focused his attention back on Chen San again.

Yuan Qingzi let out a light "huh" and moved his gaze to Zhang Ketu.

Zhang Ketu actually stopped chasing Chen San at this time, continued to dodge the Red Melting Flame Blade on the spot, took out a spirit tonic pill and took it, then put away the clay giant shield, and grabbed the side of the silver-white ring with both hands.

Connected to the ring through the meridians of both hands, the abundant spiritual power rushed into the ring, and the silver-white ring body was infused with Zhang Ketu's spiritual power, revealing the dazzling spiritual light, even under the black mist, it still penetrated the past.

Chen San, who was always staring at Zhang Ketu, witnessed this scene, and his hands kept moving, but he was slightly relieved in his heart.

Many disciples outside the ring looked at Zhang Ketu in disbelief, watching the silver-white ring spiritual power in his hand gradually flourish, like the scorching sun in the sky, but his complexion began to turn pale. Only some disciples in the foundation building period and the elders of various sects swept to the front of the Yishan Palace, and Zhang Dashan, the head of the Zhenshan faction, who had not moved his eyes a point since the beginning of the competition.

At this time, an elder in the door beside Zhang Dashan was persuading him to do something, looking at the head of the sect who was not moved by him at all, and his expression was very anxious.

The elder of the Zhenshan faction in the ring, although the gentle man Lan Xiangran did not look at the head of the sect, the light in his eyes kept flickering, and the look of anxiety was fully revealed.

Finally, Zhang Dashan's expression was a little loose, and after concentrating for a while, his expression returned to normal.

Lan Xiangran's eyes lit up in the ring, his figure flashed, and he turned into an afterimage and instantly appeared beside Zhang Ketu, his right hand reached out, and grabbed the silver-white rings on his hands.

I saw that although Lan Xiangran shot like the wind, after grabbing the ring, in a sound of gold and iron colliding, a golden palm that seemed to be made of gold and iron appeared in front of everyone.

After the gentle man grabbed the ring with his weird right hand, he also burst out of the Dao Dao Spiritual Mang, although it was not as strong as the ring, but it was quickly suppressed, and the ring had returned to its original state in just half a breath, and the previous Dao Dao Spiritual Light was as if it had never appeared. The left hand was also stretched out with the right hand, and several flashes of gold and iron flashed to meet Chen San's Red Melting Blade.

After each of the rays collided with the two flame blades, they dispersed and turned back into a little spiritual light, and after breaking the five flame blades in a row, the last shot out of the calendar was also a few feet away, and after a pinch of the void in the left hand of the gentle man, it also turned back and dissipated a little spiritual light.

Lan Xiangran, who was very clear about the power of the Qingxuan golden mangs he cast, couldn't help but be secretly shocked by the power of this kind of flame blade technique when he saw that each golden mangs could only break two flame blades.

Looking at the gentle man who suddenly appeared in front of him and reached out to grab the ring, Zhang Ketu was stunned at first, and then as if he understood something, he shouted anxiously: "Master, I..."

Lan Xiangran waved his hand and stopped Zhang Ketu from speaking, then turned around and exhaled and said to some disciples of various sects who were discussing in the ring: "In this competition, the disciples of my Zhenshan faction admit defeat. ”

The disciples of the various sects were in an uproar, and they all asked the elders of their own sects to get up.

After Lan Xiangran finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Zhang Ketu with an angry face: "Actually, for the sake of a competition victory, forcibly urging Yiyin Xiaoyang Ring to ten percent of its power, do you know that with your cultivation as the realm of urging, even if you win the future, the longevity will be reduced by at least ten or even decades." After a pause, looking at Zhang Ketu who bowed his head and was taught, the gentle man lowered his tone, "For the teacher to know that you are unwilling, since you have been urged, it is inevitable to reduce your life expectancy by a few years, why don't you let go of the battle, this is what you think." ”

When Zhang Ketu heard Lan Xiang's words, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Then Master, why do you want to stop this competition, you must know the special identity in the disciple sect, plus so many remnant magic weapons on the body, it already represents the face of the sect, if you lose..."

The gentle man interrupted, "Since you know that you have the face of the sect, why do you have to act so recklessly. After the five-year meeting is over, if you still haven't woken up, continue to think about it, and wake up directly! Now step down. ”

Zhang Ketu lowered his head and said helplessly: "Yes, the disciple knows." His eyes flashed with a hint of indifference, and then he turned around and walked off the stage.

The gentle man looked at Zhang Ketu's back, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he knew what Zhang Ketu was thinking just now, and whispered: "The face of the sect is important, but now the Zhenshan faction needs more disciples with excellent qualifications like you, compared to the future development of the Zhenshan faction, the face of the sect can be regarded as nothing!"