Lord of Yin Talisman

Chapter 11 The first scene

Lin Siyuan held a talisman in his hand.

Dressed in a blue Taoist robe, he stood cautiously on the right side of the ring, carefully confronting a fat man on the eighth level of Qi training on the opposite side.

As soon as the game starts, the fat man will probably rush over quickly.

Lin Siyuan sighed a little, why didn't he get a good lottery, he really wasn't lucky, and of course it wasn't particularly bad, the one who got to the [-]th level of Qi training in one draw and was only one step away from foundation establishment.

You must know that this time the Zongmen Xiaobi also has the kind of players who have just reached the passing line, and they have only practiced Qi at the fifth and sixth levels and came here with increasing experience.

The opposite seems to be a sword cultivator.

Even in such hot weather, he still wears leather armor instead of Taoist robes, and carries a huge sword behind his back.

This look is really stressful.I should be a little stronger than the other party.

Forget it for the sake of caution.

I saw a middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator with a cold look and a mustache.

Said.

"If you fall into the ring or take the initiative to admit defeat, you will be judged as a loser. Xiaobi of the sect, don't strike too hard, and you will hurt your life."

Said something lightly and stopped talking.

Brother Hong, who had just come down from the ring, was stunned when he saw Lin Siyuan. He didn't expect that this senior with outstanding spells would also participate in the small competition of the sect.

I used to spend most of my fortune on buying talismans from him.

Didn't he just train on the sixth level of qi, and he didn't train on the seventh level, so he probably came to increase his experience.

Just when I was about to leave, I suddenly heard someone next to me say.

"The seventh level of Qi training is against the eighth level of Qi training. It is still unknown who will win."

"That's not necessarily the case. This young man who cultivates Qi at the seventh level is too young. If he guesses correctly, he might have entered the sect within five years." His eyes are very poisonous, and Lin Siyuan is only about 1.7 meters tall now, with a childish look on his face , such as the fluff at the corners of the mouth.

"I'm afraid I lack actual combat experience. I'm afraid I have already consumed most of my training time to reach the seventh level of Qi training. How can I still have time to practice spells and swords?"

Another proponent of the [-]-[-] split also seemed convinced.

No more talking.

On the other hand, senior brother Hong, who had only one Foundation Establishment Pill in the tenth level of Qi training, decided to stay after hearing this conversation.

Does he know that Lin Siyuan is not the kind of monk who devotes himself to cultivating so hard? Talismans are superb, at least as far as outer disciples are concerned, he even vaguely feels that some inner disciples Futang may not be comparable, which is why he chose The reason for buying talismans from Lin Siyuan.

Having said that, I am a little interested to see the results.

Brother Hong became interested.

Let's see how this Lin Siyuan, who is talented in talisman Taoism, will do in actual combat.

Zhang Wei was the fat man carrying a huge sword in Lin Siyuan's eyes.

His sword was also about the same size as him. The Qingfeng Sword Lin Siyuan bought was originally as thin as a cicada's wing, but against the backdrop of this giant sword, it seemed unbelievably slender.

Zhang Wei saw that Lin Siyuan on the opposite side seemed very immature, as if he had just entered Tianluo Dao not long ago, and he was still at the seventh level of Qi training.So I'm in luck.If he didn't directly meet a guy at the tenth level of Qi training, he would probably be able to deal with opponents at the ninth level of Qi training at most.

But when a lion fights a rabbit, it must use all its strength.

As soon as he came up later, he rushed over and took this tender kid off the ring.

When the middle-aged man-looking foundation-building monk responsible for maintaining security finished speaking.

Zhang Wei, a burly guy with a huge sword on his back, jumped directly with the magic amulet, rushing forward like a tiger pouncing on his food.

Although you can control the sword, but at the position of 50 meters.

Yu Jian's speed is definitely not as fast as rushing directly to him.

Lin Siyuan looked at Zhang Wei who looked like a tiger pouncing on his prey, and the fierce Zhang Wei used the talisman in his hand in an orderly manner.

Ground thorn.

Wind Blade Talisman.

Yin Binding Talisman.

Spikes protruded directly from the ground, as high as half a meter.

Zhang Wei's pupils shrank, he dodged directly, and then his figure involuntarily paused.

Then came the wind blades. Three light blue wind blades flew directly over. If they were cut down, Zhang Wei himself was not a puppet made of iron and wood. If he was cut down, he would be out of the game.

With a sway in his heart, he directly drew out the sword.

Tianhe swordsmanship, which was also within the scope of Lin Siyuan's inspection at the time, was a fourth-level sword art, but it was not very compatible with Lin Siyuan.The characteristic of this sword technique is that it is powerful and heavy.

It is said that when you practice to great success, you will feel as if the Milky Way falls from the sky when you strike the sword.

Unstoppable.

After the sword was drawn, the three light blue wind blades were directly chopped off.There is no trace of the damage caused by the wind blade.

Then just when Zhang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, the chains that appeared out of nowhere directly wrapped around Zhang Wei, cold and cold.

It seems to have some unique attribute damage.

Zhang Wei was furious and wanted to break free.

As a result, it didn't move at all.

In desperation, he had no choice but to swing the giant sword and cut off the chains that wrapped around him.

For a moment, the chain became a little more illusory, but it was not enough at all.

At least three times.

From this point of view, Lin Siyuan's battle strategy is already very clear, first force Zhang Wei to dodge, and then find a way to trap him.

Then prepare for the coup de grace.

Zhang Wei is now unable to move.

Lin Siyuan's fatal blow was of course prepared.Five Thunder Talismans.

As the saying goes, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, the radiant divine power, and the sword... no, it's easy to say, and the talisman is used to guide it.

The purple thunder entangled directly and crashed down.

The momentum is astonishing, and it doesn't even seem like a means that should be available during the Qi training period. Of course, the preparation time is also very long.

If you restrict Zhang Wei's actions in advance.

Lin Siyuan didn't have time to activate this talisman. Sure enough, Lin Siyuan looked at this astonishing thunder, and it really deserved to be one of the most difficult and powerful talismans among the first-order talismans.

Pretty good, this power.

The middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator who was responsible for maintaining safety also had his eyelids twitch. It shouldn't be an accident. He was a little uneasy, but the winner hadn't been decided yet. Maybe this fat-looking boy had other means. Woolen cloth.

Let's wait for the right time to enter.

Zhang Wei looked at the gloomy translucent chains that wrapped around him, and it was too late to cut them off.

He could only take this thunderbolt forcefully. If he could take it, he would still have fun. If he couldn't take it, he would be eliminated in the first round.

Damn, the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy opposite has only practiced the seventh level of qi, why did he have such a powerful method.

Some of them looked at the purple thunder that was about to fall with numbness.

Can only lift the giant sword.

Recklessly.

For the purple thunder, Zhang Wei slashed directly from the bottom to the top, his whole body surged with mana, accompanied by a roar.

The giant sword slashed away, and there was a faint glow of the sword, this sword was definitely his pinnacle blow.

Along with the roar, Zhang Wei's aura also reached its peak.It seems that there is hope for the Thunder that will take this blow.

But the Foundation Establishment cultivator who looked like a middle-aged man shook his head.

Straight away get ready.

The purple thunder struck down, and the seemingly fierce sword light was destroyed in a devastating blow.

Then the thunder spread to the physical body, because of the restriction of the Yin Binding Talisman, it was impossible to dodge at all.

The foundation-building cultivator with the appearance of a middle-aged man dodges directly, with an elegant escape method, and holds his right hand empty. A red long sword appears in his right hand, directly chopping the remaining thunder.

After reading the information in Yujian, it said.

"One thousand 230 five, Lin Siyuan wins."

Then rescued Zhang Wei, this fat man who seemed to have been shocked by a thunderbolt and turned black.

The middle-aged man looked indifferent, but he seemed to be overweight just now. The moment he cut the thunder just now, his right hand seemed to be contaminated, damn it, his hand was a little numb.

I am not a physical cultivator, and there is no essential difference between the physical body of a foundation-building monk and a Qi-training monk, only slightly stronger.

Then he dragged the stunned Zhang Wei away with a calm face, damn it, his right hand is so numb.

(End of this chapter)