First, I learned all kinds of ways to pick locks and steal the sky and change the sun from Feng Baobao, and then I got two more talismans.

Jiang Xin is already content, and there is nothing to do if he keeps it. It is better to go back and continue sleeping and practicing.

...

"Awei Eighteen Styles..."

"ah!"

Zhang Chulan, who was suffering from pain, ran away and fell to the ground.

On the other hand, Shan Shitong had long lost his strength to fight, and leaned on the tree with a look of exhaustion and breathing.

After rubbing his waist, Zhang Chulan grinned in pain: "Sister Baoer, be gentle next time."

"Or it might be." Feng Baobao shook his head seriously: "How can you hit someone lightly?"

“…”

After barely recovering some breath, Shan Shitong finally realized the reality: "Zhang Chulan, you won this time. I won't participate in this competition."

"Don't participate?" Zhang Chulan felt a little surprised: "Are you afraid that Sister Baoer will attack you again?"

"Is it still time?" He pointed to the sky and said, "I won't participate in the competition because the purpose of coming to Luotian Grand Ceremony this time has been achieved. Since this is the case, it is meaningless to continue participating in the competition. It is better to go back and practice."

"That's it." Zhang Chulan scratched his head and smiled: "Brother Shan, we will have a date later."

...

The next day.

As the sun rose, Shan Shitong stepped down the mountain in the morning sunlight, and Zhang Chulan appeared at the competition venue with a look of depressed expression.

After glanced at me and saw Jiang Xin who was energetic in the distance, Zhang Chulan felt more and more depressed: "They are all people who stay up late to fight, why are you still so energetic!"

This time, the old master did not appear in person, but the disciples under him appeared.

"Everyone, the second round of Luotian Dajing competition will be divided into four venues at the same time. You can choose to go to the venue to watch in person, or stay in this open space to watch the screen."

"There are people on all venues that use their abilities to transmit the live situation back, so you can watch with confidence."

"Next, please invite the players from the first competition to the court."

"The king is also against the Iron Monkey!"

"Jiang Xin vs. King!"

"Zhang Chulan vs. Shan Shitong!"

"Feng Baobao vs. Wang Ergou!"

"Competition begins!"

It was not until he saw Wang Bing, who was dyed with yellow hair in front of him that Jiang Xin laughed out loud.

The grandson of the ten-man Wang Ai!

When I saw someone under me, Wang Bing was the first to be the one who was disgusting. Even the poisonous people in the Medicine Immortal Association could not compare to him.

Now, I finally have a chance to fight.

"Oh, it turns out that he is the grandson of the Tenth Master Wang and Young Master Wang." Jiang Xin looked at Wang Bi and showed a sarcastic smile: "You, the grandson of the Tenth Master, have to do whatever you want."

"Let's go and tell your grandfather directly, let Senior Lu hand over the Tongtianlu, why bother to have your little body come to an end in person, aren't you afraid of losing it?"

"The advantage of words, I see if you can speak later." The face darkened, Wang Bing's eyes were full of resentment, and wisps of black qi like thick ink appeared in his hands.

Jiang Xin's eyes suddenly narrowed: This is the Wang family's Qi, or the generals who are detained and sent... It's a little darker than my five ghosts.

With a wave of his hand, several talismans that didn't look very good were taken out by the king: "Tactics: Protective body! Talisman: Six Dings and Six Jias!"

A flash of Qi light, and an unknown wave descended, turning into a thin translucent shield to protect the king and his body.

Unlike sticking it on oneself, another talisman paper burned out of thin air. From the smoke, the six Dings, six Jias, and twelve Tai Sui gods rushed out.

"Is this a pirated copy?"

Seeing the Twelve Tai Sui God who was rushing towards me and even looked a little blurred and illusory, Jiang Xin was not only unhappy, but even wanted to laugh.

Even purple fire was not needed. With a move, a red flame that was as high as thousands of degrees appeared instantly. After a leap, it roared out like a fire dragon.

boom!

The flames splashed everywhere and the air was twisted. Just a momentum, the seemingly powerful Liu Ding and Liu Jia were directly defeated and completely dissipated.

"You can't waste the fire bomb!"

While the fire in the air had not yet dissipated, Jiang Xin stretched out his hand and palmed, and five fingers were joined together, and several fireballs instantly condensed into shape, forming a combined attack and bombarded the king.

"Damn bastard!"

The Qi of both hands was as thick as ink, and Wang Bing's pupils had completely turned black. He punched out his right hand and completely smashed the small fireball that had torn amulets to pieces.

The palm of his left hand moved slightly, and a dark green ray appeared quietly on the ink-colored Qi.

Gu Poison!

Wang Bing was indeed spoiled by the Wang family. He gave whatever he wanted and did whatever he wanted, and never restricted him.

This has led to a consequence, and Wang Bing has learned a lot of talismans, witchcraft, and witchcraft...

In addition to the unique skills of the Wang family, Wang Bing has basically learned everything and can do everything, but the only thing that can really do is to detain the spirit and send generals.

Gu poison is learned in this situation.

As the fists and feet intersected, the sound of fierce winds echoed, the tongues of fire rose, and the ground was covered with ice crystals. In just a few minutes, the entire venue was ruined and devastated.

In the stands, Feng Baobao, who was drinking white wine with a straw beside Zhang Chulan, suddenly spoke: "It's over."

"What's the end?" Zhang Chulan was stunned and looked at the following: "Are you saying that someone below is going to lose?"

"Yes." Feng Baobao pointed: "Look at that yellow-haired foot."

"Feet?" Zhang Chulan's body moved and looked far away. A small purple flame was burning on the thick and gloomy black qi.

It seems like a small boat in a storm, but no matter how the black qi rolls, it will never diminish.

Even though Zhang Chulan had little knowledge, he could see that something was wrong with the flames. He turned to look at Xu San and Xu Si who knew what they were doing, and said, "Do you know that fire?"

"I don't know very well." Xu San pushed his eyes: "I don't know what it is for."

"Sister Baoer, do you know that this is the case with the fire?"

"The fire is burning the Qi." Feng Baobao carefully drank a bottle of Erguotou: "It has been burning since the beginning, and it has never stopped until now."

"Burn Qi?" Zhang Chulan murmured: "That means that Wang Bing consumes more Qi than he imagined!"

"Bastard, what is this!" Finally, Wang Bing frowned and breathed aroused his whole body, trying to extinguish the flame.

Hiss ~

A gust of water vapor evaporated, and the next moment when it came into contact with the flame, the black qi instantly tore open, and then it burned more and more vigorously!

"I finally found it... I thought you had to wait until I had a poisonous hair to discover it."

As he said that, the innate Qi in Jiang Xin's body turned into nutrients to provide immortal purple fire. He just turned his punch in his hand and burned the Qi eroded by the poison.

The so-called lack of excellence in everything.

The witchcraft that Wang Bing learned is just a small path. Not to mention the witchcraft experts in Miaojiang, even those who have just entered the Tang Sect may be more powerful than his.
Chapter completed!