Li Yixian nodded.

"Putting this matter aside for the time being, apart from you and me, this "Savage Talisman" is believed that few people present recognize it, but it is the little fat man under your door who seems to be defeated. Li Yixian smiled a little proudly.

"Hehe, that's not necessarily, although that Liu Qingshan has learned the "Savage Talisman", but obviously he has not yet obtained the essence, if the Fu clan uses the trick just now, I believe that Han Shan's son will already be unable to move, in this case, victory or defeat is still two words!" Yun Qingfeng stroked his beard and said.

"Oh, isn't there anything that little fat man can't do?"

Yun Qingfeng did not answer this time, but turned his gaze to the field.

Although Han Fatzi was a lot slower under the constraints of the runes under his feet, he was able to skillfully avoid the spell attack of the strong man in the green shirt opposite every time.

If you have a sharp eye, you will find that every time the green shirt strong man's spell falls, there will be a flash of thunder under the feet of Han Fatzi, and his speed will suddenly increase by one point, so as to avoid the opponent's killing move dangerously.

After a long time, the face of the strong man in green shirt on the opposite side turned a little pale, which was obviously caused by excessive mana consumption.

Seeing this, Yun Qingfeng said with a smile:

"Although this "wild rune" is mysterious and abnormal, it is obvious that the consumption of mana is also extremely huge, compared to the mana consumed by the spell released by Liu Qingshan, the mana consumed by this "rune" is the majority, if it goes on like this, without waiting for the end of the competition, this Liu Qingshan will run out of mana and become a "lamb to be slaughtered"!"

Li Yixian nodded, and there was a hint of worry on his face.

Liu Qingshan is indeed in this situation at this time, every time the spell is about to attack the other party, the fat man on the opposite side is like a loach, narrowly dodging it, if it continues like this, he will definitely be drained of mana by the other party.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan's movements in his hands couldn't help but stop, seeing that the fat man on the opposite side still had strength left, he gritted his teeth, and pinched out a few strange fingers in his hand, and then spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, which turned into several complex runes, and instantly disappeared into the void.

After doing all this, Liu Qingshan's face was as pale as white paper, but he was relieved.

Although Han Fatzi didn't know what the other party was doing, his intuition told him that something was wrong, and he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

But when the other party threw another fireball, Han Fatzi couldn't dodge anymore.

Han Fatzi's feet seemed to have taken root, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a bit, and when he looked at his feet again, he found that a few blood-colored runes appeared in the originally dense runes at some point, which looked extremely dazzling.

Han Shan was shocked, and hurriedly took out a palm-sized "turtle shell" from the Qiankun bag, and said "Go!" The turtle shell instantly became as tall as a person, protecting Han Shan tightly behind.

At the same time, another round of spells from the strong man in the green shirt followed, hitting the turtle shell with a dull popping sound. But no matter how the spell hits, there is not a single crack in the turtle shell.

"It's actually a defensive type of supreme magic weapon!" a monk shouted below, instantly drawing the eyes of the other monks around him.

"Who can compete on the stage this time, who is not the pride of heaven in the sect? There are a few top-notch magic weapons around you, so why make a fuss? Even if it is a treasure weapon, maybe there are one or two!" said a Zhuji monk next to him.

The young man who had spoken earlier turned red and turned his gaze back to the middle of the field.

After Liu Qingshan saw that Han Fatzi took out a turtle shell, he did not hesitate to sacrifice an "iron rod" several zhang long.

The iron rod was swarthy, without a single brilliance, and as soon as it appeared, it smashed its head and face at the turtle shell.

There was a metal crash, followed by a crisp "click". The swarthy iron rod had knocked a cobweb-like crack into the turtle's shell with just one blow.

"I*, I really have a treasure!" the young monk who had made a fuss earlier couldn't hold back his cry.

This time, without waiting for the other monks to speak, the monk who had spoken earlier laughed and said:

"Let you brothers and sisters smile, I really haven't seen any big scenes, I haven't even seen a medium-grade magic weapon at ordinary times, and I am naturally a little excited to see so many treasures at this time!"

Some of the monks around them all showed complicated expressions when they heard this, how could they not be like him, not even a medium-grade magic weapon, the previous disdain for the monk who spoke, was only afraid of losing his face, and now this monk said this again, which naturally aroused the bitterness in the hearts of ordinary disciples.

There is a shop called "Treasure Fang" in my Paifang City, which specializes in selling some medium-grade or higher magic weapons, and I heard that the treasure of the town store is a medium-grade "treasure", if the junior brother wants to feast his eyes, go to take a walk inside. A monk with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks next to him said.

"Really, junior brother, I often go to the Fang Market in the sect, but I have never heard of the name of "Treasure Fang", if this is the case, I think the sect has already spread it all over the place, how could I not know about it in advance?" the young monk asked with some confusion, and the people around him also echoed.

"Hehe, you don't know, this "Treasure Workshop" has only been open for two or three days, and I also went to Fang Market two days ago to find out, and after inquiry, I learned that this store was opened by Senior Brother Pan An of Qijia Peak. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk said mysteriously.

"I see, since it is in the name of Senior Brother Pan, it is not surprising, but I didn't expect Senior Brother Pan to really be able to find a store in the Fang Market, but I don't know what this "Treasure Workshop" has to do with the "Treasure Pavilion" that is famous in the entire cultivation world. The young monk pondered for a moment and replied.

"Haha, junior brother, you are really joking, if this "Treasure Workshop" really has a relationship with the "Treasure Pavilion", Senior Brother Pan does not have to succumb to our faction, the entire Qianyuan Continent can not have heard of the four great Taizong, but it must not have heard of the "Treasure Pavilion", I heard that as long as there are living things, there is a business of "Treasure Pavilion", such a behemoth, it can climb a little relationship, and the benefits are not a little bit. Said the man with a quick mouth.

The others nodded without hesitation, thinking that Pan An's name of the store "Treasure Place" was just borrowing the name of "Treasure Pavilion" and wanting to make a name for himself, as for whether it was related to "Treasure Pavilion", it was unknown.

This episode did not affect the people watching the competition at all, after all, this was just a small conversation of ordinary disciples in the foundation building period, and the disciples who were called were all sitting together in tacit understanding, and no one would waste energy to eavesdrop on their conversation.

And the competition between the two in the ring seems to be coming to an end.

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