A dazzling white light flashed suddenly, and the ring was full of silver in an instant, and where the cold light passed, countless ice and snow came one after another, just like an ice and snow illusion generated out of thin air. The snowflakes flying all over the sky instantly froze, and bursts of bone-piercing cold air pressed towards Fang Yan, and the prohibition covering the ring obviously trembled.

At this time, Hu Ban's body was bright, and a clearly visible translucent white talisman floated in the air, and ice needles as thin as cow's hair condensed around Hu Ban's body, and this person was already like an iceman covered with ice thorn hair. Judging from such a huge scene alone, the power of this attack that was about to be unleashed must be amazing, and this was the strongest blow that this person could condense with all his mana.

"Ice Spirit Talisman!" the dialect once again broke it, and at the same time, his heart shook greatly. This kind of talisman is not at all accessible to monks of their level, it is already a kind of high-level talisman, and this person is the same as himself, but the cultivation of the third layer of the foundation can condense it, and it is about to be triggered when he sees it.

The natal spirit rune is actually so powerful, and it can also cast high-level talismans beyond the level, and the dialect immediately became solemn. A high-grade talisman can be equivalent to the magic power of a Jindan monk once it is triggered, how can he withstand it.

"No, this isn't really an ice talisman, it's just a form. Monk Jindan's spell can attract the surrounding aura, and these ice needles seem to be blessed by this person's spiritual power, and there is nothing abnormal about the surrounding aura. Fang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the ice needle in front of him, and his mind raced rapidly.

Despite this, the power of this talisman must not be underestimated, otherwise how to have such a loud momentum, you have to be careful to deal with it. In all fairness, with this person's combat power in a small family, it is absolutely first-class, and it is not accidental that he can earn a great reputation, but it is a pity that he met Fang Yan, this monk who even killed several disciples of the Great Demon Sect, can only be regarded as unlucky, and the encounter is not human.

Silently. The flying needles in the sky appeared in front of Fang Yan's eyes, as if they were flying slowly, but in fact, they were extremely fast. On the other side, Hu Ban seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and he wilted in an instant, and this time he forcibly triggered the Ice Spirit Talisman, almost emptying all the spiritual power in his body.

The best way to deal with the attack of ice attribute runes is to use the same attribute talisman to attack. In particular, this kind of Ice Spirit Talisman is similar to a group attack, and the attacks are dense and continuous. Other methods are extremely difficult to prevent. Without thinking about it, Fang Yan took out all the ice talismans on his body, and smashed them out in an instant, thinking about it, he still didn't feel at ease, and even activated the spiritual fire in the dantian to protect himself.

The two demon pets not far from the ring were hurriedly put away by Fang Yan when this person triggered the talisman attack, and I am afraid that even the demon pets will have a hard time dealing with this kind of attack. In fact, he wasn't very worried, this demon pet had refined ghost fire. There may be some strength to deal with the attack of the Yin Cold attribute, and the shadow is enough to choke, and Fang Yan is too lazy to think about it, so he puts it all away.

In an instant, the situation in the ring changed, and there was a vast white expanse, and countless ice needles collided with the ice shield and ice sword inspired by the dialect. I could only hear the crisp sound of "click", as if the fight was not fierce. But only the two people on the stage know best how much strength this duel has cost them, and only they know the danger inside.

Although the dialect talisman was very subtle, this person's Ice Spirit Talisman was close to the power of a high-level talisman, even if it was only similar in form. Not all of them have failed. But it is still Hu Ban's natal spirit rune, after an unknown amount of time of recuperation, it was completely stimulated and released by him at this time, and the power of this spirit rune was immediately felt by Fang Yan.

Countless ice needles flew in a row, and after a short period of time, a small number of people penetrated the ice and snow defense line set by the dialect to bully the front, and the dialect urged a shield in time. But there were still some hits on him. Even with the dragon scale armor body, the ice needles condensed by these spells still penetrated the armor and pierced into Fang Yan's body, which immediately made his body tighten, and his mana could not operate at will for a while.

The natal spirit rune is really powerful, and the several lines of defense set by Fang Yan are still invaded by it, although it does not hurt his roots, it makes Fang Yan uncomfortable. Fortunately, this wave of attacks was carried by him, and the power of the Ice Spirit Talisman was slowly weakening, and when it was weakened to a certain extent, it was Fang Yan's turn to strike a backhand.

Seeing that he had spent so much mana and had not defeated Fang Yan, Hu Ban was shocked and frightened, and his emotions gradually lost control, becoming almost crazy. It seems that the blow just now made him see the hope of victory, and for this reason, he will not hesitate to lose his essence and blood to strike again, maybe this is his only chance to live.

"I can't kill you like this, who are you? I'm going to kill you, even if my cultivation is backwards, I'm going to kill you, let's die!" Hu Ban shouted frantically, his face turned red, and then it became red and white, and the aura around him suddenly surged towards him, just afraid of what kind of secret technique this person was going to perform.

How dare Fang Yan let him continue, but he is now trapped by the aftermath of the Ice Spirit Talisman, and he can't spare his hands for a while, do you want to watch this person perform another Natal Spirit Talisman attack? Fang Yan is afraid that it is really difficult to bear. Can't wait any longer, this person's divine sense may be his weakness, even if not, he will be interrupted even if his divine sense is injured, thinking of this, Fang Yan immediately launched a divine sense attack.

At this time, from the outside, the entire ring was wrapped in vast ice and snow, and no one could see the situation inside. And the ring is surrounded by prohibitions, and the divine sense can't detect it at all, and I don't know how the battle inside is going, everyone can only look at the ice and snow in the ring in a daze, and the stands are silent for a while.

After about a pillar of incense, the whistling snow and ice gradually subsided. Looking from the stands, the entire ring was covered with a layer of ice along the surrounding prohibitions, which looked like a huge ice hockey ball, and the two people who were fighting for life and death in it still couldn't see it, and they didn't know how far they were fighting now.

"Can you make it convenient for you to put it down. Suddenly, a gentle voice came from the hockey puck, not in a high tone, but around the silent ring, it was like a thunderbolt.

Standing on a high platform nearby, the elder in charge of the life and death ring was suddenly stunned, and then woke up like a dream, and opened the prohibition of the ring with a very fast movement. Everyone still didn't make a sound, and all stared at the huge puck with wide eyes to see who was left behind after this thrilling life-and-death battle.

With a "click", a crack broke out on the ice shell, and there was a sound of ice cubes falling to the ground, and a big hole was revealed in the ice hockey ball, and then I saw a person Shi Shiran stepping out of it. When everyone saw it clearly, the person opened his mouth wide, and then looked at each other with wide eyes, unable to speak for a long time.

The person who came out was the dialect that everyone was not optimistic about, and then there was no movement in the ice hockey, needless to say, the legendary invincible monk Hu Ban of the Miao family was killed by the person in front of him, and most people didn't even know what the dialect was called.

"Daoyou killed Hu Ban?" the elder in charge of the life and death ring still didn't believe it, and suddenly asked Fang Yan.

"Kill, life and death ring, how can you get out if you don't kill him. Why, what's wrong with doing this, it's all in accordance with the rules from beginning to end. Fang Yan asked a little puzzled, shouldn't the Miao family want to come to trouble him.

"No, no, the Taoist friend misunderstood, life and death in the ring, life and death conceit, this is the old rule of Xizhou. It's just that I really didn't expect that Daoyou's means are so clever, admire, really admire. When the man finished speaking, he looked at the tongues meaningfully.

Fang Yan was noncommittal, arched his hand towards the person, patted the placket of his shirt casually, dusted off the ice slag hanging on his body, and walked down from the ring. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, Fang Yan glanced at Mike and the others in the stands, who knew that Fang Yan's eyes seemed to be electrified, and Miao Ke couldn't help but tremble when he saw it.

In fact, just when Fang Yan said that he should let him out, the Mike and the others already felt that something was wrong, because this voice was not Hu Ban's tone at all, and now seeing Fang Yan standing there intact, the fear in their hearts was indescribable.

Although they were fine, the items on their bodies were swept away, and they were disgraced in front of the clansmen, and Mike even lost his strongest guard, and under several blows, it was not much worse than death.

Although Fang Yan won, none of the people present applauded him, and the man who had been born out of nowhere did not care, and walked calmly towards his residence, like a passerby who had nothing to do with it. Suddenly, not far away, I saw Miao Ning, who still had tears on her face, with a pitiful look, and Fang Yan's heart softened for a while, so she made a grimace at her, and then she broke into a smile.

A battle of life and death ended inexplicably, and many people did not reminisce. At the last moment, in fact, it didn't take a pillar of incense for Fang Yan to kill Hu Ban, but after collecting all the things on his body, he immediately probed into his dantian to find the talisman that made him very excited, and he had coveted the art of natal spirit talisman for a long time.

Sure enough, Fang Yan quickly found a gray-white jade piece in Hu Ban's dantian, this is the legendary famous talisman? Fang Yan wanted to sit down and study it immediately, but this place was really not suitable, so he had to walk out patiently. When he returned to the residence alone, he immediately closed the door tightly, and took out Hu Ban's storage bag and rummaged through.

Just when Fang Yan was anxiously preparing to cultivate the natal spirit rune, in a very quiet courtyard of the Miao family, someone also walked into a pavilion in a hurry, and then went straight to a large room upstairs. The room was richly furnished, everything was neatly packed, and in front of a tea table near the window, an elderly monk with gray hair was sitting.

The monk who had just arrived looked middle-aged, and when he entered the room, he respectfully saluted the white-haired monk, and then the two of them sat down in front of the tea table and talked. It seemed that the middle-aged monk looked very anxious, while the white-haired monk still looked calm, and the two deliberately lowered their voices, but from what they said, they always mentioned one name, Yan Fang. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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