ghost master

Although Li Daoren was a little jealous of Wang Xiaopang, afraid that he was actually that mysterious monk, but he was an elder in name, and his morals were higher than Wang Xiaopang. He patted the storage bag on his waist and took out his two best charms.

The talisman is between the talisman seal and the magic weapon. It can be temporarily transformed into a magic weapon for the practitioners in the Qi refining period, but it can only be used three times, and the color of the talisman will become a little lighter every time you try it.

Li Daoren first recited the formula silently, turned the metallic defensive talisman into a transparent golden mask to cover himself, and then threw the fire-attribute flying sword talisman in front of him, so that he was guaranteed both offensive and defensive, and Wang Xiaopang was not as experienced as him. He tore off a talisman in a hurry, and saw a one-meter-high earth wall suddenly bulging on the ground. It was the earth-type entry-level spell earth wall.

Wang Xiaopangmao hid behind the earth wall, and then tore off three talisman seals in a row, only to see three fireballs the size of rattan balls floating in the air, waiting to attack.

The surrounding Wang clan members and servants were both excited and nervous when they saw the two cast their spells one after another, but Wang Xiaopang was not as leisurely as them. He was far inferior to Li Daoren in terms of defense and attack, and he had nothing to fight with. There was no chance of winning, but the ghost was watching from the sidelines, making him even want to raise the flag to surrender.

Li Daoren didn't attack first, but waited with his hands touching his beard, feeling heartbroken, this Wang Xiaopang is too good at using talisman seals, although the price of such talisman seals is cheap, one low-grade spirit stone can buy three pieces, But he has used 6 talisman seals from just now, that is, two low-grade spirit stones!

As expected of a disciple of Snow Sky Sect, he is rich and powerful!

Wang Xiaopang didn't know that Li Daoren was caring about money for him. This talisman was given by Han Xingshan, so he could use it casually. He quietly poked his head out to look at Li Daoren on the opposite side, and saw his old god standing in the golden mask So, after thinking for a while, he controlled a fireball to fly over, wanting to test the defensive power of the golden mask first.

But before Wang Xiaopang's fireball touched the golden mask, it was split in half by Li Daoren's flying sword. Sparks scattered in all directions, and the split talisman fell to the ground.

Wang Xiaopang was not surprised, he immediately controlled the remaining two fireballs to continue attacking, and while the flying sword was chopping one fireball, he controlled the other one to hit the golden mask fiercely, but the golden mask He remained motionless, but Wang Xiaopang's fireball smashed into pieces.

How to fight...

Wang Xiaopang hid behind the earthen wall, complaining in his heart, he timidly turned his head to look at Han Lin, saw him floating under a tree and stared at him coldly, his indifference seemed to be He will not be moved in the slightest when he dies.

Wang Xiaopang felt a little wronged, how could there be such a master, he would only bully him.

Complaining is useless, parents are watching, even if Wang Xiaopang is afraid, he doesn't want to lose too badly, so he opened the book of talismans and tore off five more, three for releasing fireball, one for releasing water bomb , He let three fireballs hang in the air, and the water bomb melted into the ground, leaving a talisman in his fingertips.

Wang Xiaopang poked his head out of the earth wall again, and the three fireballs hanging above his head flew out at the same time, but this time he didn't let the fireballs go head-on with the flying sword, but flew around to dodge and scatter Li. Taoist attention.

The water bomb dissolving in the ground approached Li Daoren silently, Wang Xiaopang felt a little pain in his head, and manipulating four spells at the same time cost him a lot of mental power, and his mana was about to be exhausted.

Can it break through from the ground?Wang Xiaopang lay nervously on the earth wall, carefully feeling the water bomb under the ground, but unfortunately the forward water bomb was blocked. It turned out that the golden mask was half exposed and half hidden in the ground. There is no flaw.

Sure enough... Wang Xiaopang only felt his head hurt more and more, and when he was relaxing, Li Daoren controlled the flying sword to disperse the three flying fireballs at lightning speed, and rushed towards Fatty Wang!

"Little Fatty! Be careful!" Mrs. Wang who was sitting on the side stood up nervously, her charming face was full of worry.

Naturally, Wang Xiaopang knew that Feijian was rushing towards him, so he quickly threw the talisman in his hand, the talisman suddenly emitted a golden light, and a small golden turtle-shaped shield stood in front of Wang Xiaopang, blocking the flying sword. .

However, with a "click", the small golden tortoise-shaped shield shattered into tens of thousands of pieces the moment the flying sword slashed it. Slash towards Wang Xiaopang!

Wang Xiaopang's little face lost all color in an instant. This was the first time he was so close to death. Fear made his head go blank, and he could only lie motionless in the corner of the earth wall.

The warm liquid wet Wang Xiaopang's pants, and at this moment of life and death, Wang Xiaopang peed in his pants.

Everyone was terrified, but Feijian stopped suddenly three inches away from Wang Xiaopang's eyebrows, and Li Daoren let out a chuckle: "That's right, the righteous son can deal with this Dao for such a long time. You have great means, and in time you will become a hero!"

After Li Daoren finished speaking, he took the flying sword back, and the surrounding Wang clan and servants relaxed after seeing this, and began to talk excitedly about the wonderful competition just now. No one noticed that Wang Xiaopang peed his pants and his feet went limp Can't even stand up.

Wang Xiaopang leaned against the earth wall and looked at Han Lin floating in front of him with moist eyes. The ghost looked down at him with a blank expression on his face, as if he was looking at an ant.

"A person's strength should be shown to his enemies, not in front of ordinary people." Han Lin said coldly, his amber pupils reflected Wang Xiaopang's pale face: "What's more, you are not a strong man." By."

A servant came to help Wang Xiaopang, and then found that his pants were wet. The servant let out a surprise, and then other people found that Wang Xiaopang had wet his pants.

Everyone laughed, it wasn't ridicule, it was just pure fun, Wang Xiaopang was only 11 years old, it was nothing to be scared to pee his pants in the situation just now, even if he was an adult, he might be better than him where to go.

But as the person involved, Wang Xiaopang didn't think so. He looked at the laughing family members and servants around him, his face turned red and then pale, and then he pushed away the servant who was supporting him, and ran back to his room in shame and indignation. As soon as the door was closed, Wang Xiaopang rushed towards Han Lin crying.

"I hate you!" Wang Xiaopang slammed his small fist on Han Lin's body: "I didn't come home until a year later, why did you humiliate me like this!"