Mortal Seeking Immortal

Wang Feng was the first to take out a flying sword, and a burst of spiritual power penetrated the flying sword. The flying sword stabbed Ye Zhou through the air. Ye Zhou took out the Hundred Ghost Banner with his backhand and summoned the hill.

Xiaoshan slapped a few palms and sent out evil energy, and the flying sword that was stabbed retreated in mid-air.

Ye Zhou punched another stream of spiritual power into the Hundred Ghost Flag, and dozens of ghosts from the fifth level of Qi training scrambled out of the Hundred Ghost Flag and rushed towards Wang Feng.

A talisman emitting earthy yellow spiritual light flew out of Wang Feng's storage bag. Several of Wang Feng's spiritual powers penetrated into the talisman. The spiritual light flashed on the talisman, and dozens of fist-sized fireballs fell from the sky and fell into the rushing ghosts. middle.

Unexpectedly, these ghosts were extremely flexible and dispersed in the blink of an eye. The fireballs could not touch them at all.

Ye Zhou slapped the storage bag again, and ten Transformation Fireball Talismans flew out of the storage bag and shot toward Wang Feng!

Wang Feng took out another talisman with ice spikes from the storage bag. A burst of spiritual power hit the talisman, and a dozen arm-thick ice spikes appeared out of thin air. Wang Feng waved his sleeves and robe: "Go!"

More than a dozen ice spikes rushed toward the incoming fireball.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

When the ice spike and the transformation fireball collided, several violent explosions were heard in the air, causing the arena to tremble slightly.

When the explosion ended, the ice spikes and the transformation fireball disappeared together.

Wang Feng put his hand into the storage bag and took out a talisman with thorns painted on it. With a flash of spiritual power in Wang Feng's hand, the talisman instantly burned, and several thick and long talismans were covered with fine thorns. Thorns burst out of the ground next to Ye Zhou, winding towards Ye Zhou like living creatures.

Ye Zhou quickly dodged, and a dozen talismans were thrown out by him. Several rays of spiritual power hit the talismans, and a dozen transformation fireballs roared towards the thorns carrying high temperatures.

As the fireball passed by, the thorns chasing Ye Zhou swam as fast as a snake to avoid the fireball attack. However, the vines of the thorns could run, but the roots could not.

There were just a few booms and explosions, and for a while, the fire filled the air. In just a few breaths, these thorns were turned into pieces of ashes under the siege of the fireballs.

After two talismans were broken by Ye Zhou, Wang Feng gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Zhou, I want to see how many more transformation realm fire bullet talismans you can come up with!"

Wang Feng patted the storage bag and several more talismans flew out. His hands quickly injected several rays of spiritual power into the talismans. These talismans were activated at the same time and turned into a blue light and flew into the sky.

Whoosh!

A dense sheet of ice spikes fell from the sky above Ye Zhou's head. Ye Zhou was on guard for a long time. With a thought, the three-dragon bead-spitting furnace flew out from the storage bag, and his figure quickly grew, protecting Ye Zhou tightly. Under the body.

At this time, the ice spike also fell on the Three Dragons spitting beads furnace, making a "crackling" sound.

The ice spikes here were still attacking, and a strong wind blew out of thin air in front of Wang Feng. The wind made Wang Feng's robes rustle, and more than a dozen three-foot-long sharp wind blades appeared in front of Wang Feng, ready to attack.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen watermelon-sized ice balls covered with sharp ice spikes appeared in the wind blade, and Wang Feng pushed forward with both hands: "Go!"

The wind blade and the ice ball whizzed towards Ye Zhou at the same time. Ye Zhou slapped the storage bag, and twenty ice shield talismans flew out of the storage bag. Under Ye Zhou's urging, they turned into twenty ice shield talismans, which added up to a full ice shield. A foot-thick ice shield was stacked in front of Ye Zhou.

Wang Feng, who was on the other side of the ring, turned pale when he saw this scene. He tightened his fists and his lips trembled with anger. "Ye Zhou, you shameless kid, you took out twenty ice shield talismans as soon as you made a move." , Are you a turtle? How can I compete with you one by one?

Wang Feng is a well-known talisman-making master in the Blood Spirit Sect. If it were a one-on-one match, he believed that the elementary and mid-level talismans he had made would definitely beat Ye Zhou's elementary and low-level talismans without any technical content!

The onlookers below the ring exclaimed: "Ye Zhou is indeed the master's direct disciple. What a generous act! He casually took out twenty ice shield talismans. Each ice shield talisman is worth at least twenty spiritual stones!"

"Comparing people to each other is irritating. I have two ice shield talismans that I will save to save my life in critical moments!"

Some people marveled, and some said with disdain: "What is the ice shield talisman? It's just a low-level, elementary talisman. Even if you take out twenty of them, it still can't change the fact that it is a low-level talisman. Senior Brother Wang Feng uses it." The intermediate talisman seal, I think Ye Zhou’s failure is just around the corner!”

As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw Ye Zhou taking out twenty more Transformation Realm Earth Wall Talisman, holding it in his hand and rubbing it with his spiritual power, and twenty more thick earth walls rose up in front of Ye Zhou.

This was not over yet. Ye Zhou continued to take out thirty Transformation Fireball Talismans from his storage bag, activated them simultaneously with his spiritual power, and instantly turned into thirty watermelon-sized hot fireballs and shot towards Wang Feng.

Then Ye Zhou took out forty more Transformation Wind Blade Talismans. The Transformation Wind Blade Talisman turned into forty green sharp wind blades and followed the Transformation Fireball towards Wang Feng.

"Ah, this, this, this..."

"How many talismans are there in total, I can't even count them all at once!"

"I x, I have long heard that Ye Zhou has strong financial resources and relies on spiritual stones rather than hard power to fight. I have always dismissed it, but now I believe it!"

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

Wang Feng's expression also changed drastically at this time. He first took out two defensive talismans. As soon as he erected two thick solid stone walls in front of him, Ye Zhou's attack landed on the stone wall. He only heard a series of explosions. The sound came out.

At this moment, Wang Feng was cursing in his mind, who would carry so many elementary and low-level talismans on his body? Moreover, even after one-time use, Ye Zhou showed no trace of distressed expression.

Before Wang Feng finished cursing, the two stone walls in front of him were blown apart one after another by Ye Zhou's attack, and a sea of ​​​​hot fire attacked him.

Wang Feng was about to reach out to touch the storage bag, but unexpectedly a flying sword flew out of the sea of ​​​​fire like thunder and pierced his throat. Wang Feng was so scared that his face turned pale and he shouted in a trembling voice: "I admit defeat! I admit defeat! Don't kill me!"

As soon as Wang Feng finished shouting this, he felt a chill in his throat. He looked down and saw that the sharp tip of the flying sword was already against his throat. If he had shouted a breath later, he would probably have been beheaded and blood splattered on the spot!

This was the first time Wang Feng was so close to death, and he was so scared that his legs went weak.

Seeing that the winner had been decided, the deacon disciple at the side of the ring hurriedly rang the bell: "The game is over, Senior Brother Ye Zhou wins!"

Ye Zhou reached out to call back the flying sword and the Hundred Ghosts Banner, and walked off the ring without looking back. After he left, Wang Feng sat down on the ring as if he had found his life.

On the high platform, seeing that Ye Zhou and Gu Ling'er both won this game and successfully entered the next game, the headmaster's ugly face also relaxed a lot.