The opponent's sword was sharp, and Li Muran did not dare to be careless, so he immediately sacrificed a spinning stone shield to protect him.

When the young man shook the sword in his hand, a silver sword light of two feet long flew out and stabbed Li Muran. The latter had already activated the rotating stone shield, and a large amount of vitality was drawn out from the intermediate spirit stone embedded in the inner surface of the rotating stone shield, and gathered on the surface of the shield through the qi-induced runes, forming a transparent gray stone wall.

"When" the sword light slashed on the stone wall, it directly cut the stone wall and left a shallow sword mark on the surface of the shield.

"What a sharp sword" Li Muran was shocked. The sword light was obviously not something that could be resisted by the defensive light shield, and it must be protected by high-level defensive magic weapons.

What surprised him even more was that after the opponent's sword light was blocked by the rotating stone shield, it did not disperse, but flew into the air, bypassed the rotating stone shield, and stabbed Li Muran from the back.

Li Muran hurriedly held the spinning stone shield in his hand, blocked it behind him, and with another sound, he almost blocked the sword.

"This is not a sword light, but a real flying sword." Li Muran's face changed slightly. The magic weapon used by the other party should be a complete set of magic weapons called the Mother and Child Sword. A cultivator in the Qi and Mai stage cannot swim out of his body, so he cannot control the flying sword to change direction in the air to kill the enemy. However, if there are magic weapons such as Mother and Child Sword, as long as the Mother and Child Sword is in hand, he can use the Mother and Child Sword to control the Sword at a certain distance, so as to achieve the effect of controlling the Flying Sword from a long distance to hurt people.

"Haha, this set of Canyin Mother Sword is the famous magic weapon of Junior Brother Zou in Qingfeng. I didn't expect that he had made a pair for this son. It seems that this kid has an extraordinary relationship with him." Old man Wu, who was watching the battle, laughed loudly. Many disciples heard his words and suddenly realized

"It's indeed the mother-child sword." Li Muran's heart moved. Uncle Wu deliberately spoke loudly, perhaps just to remind himself.

Taking advantage of Li Muran putting the shield behind him to resist the attack of the Zijian, the young man held the mother sword and slashed in the air continuously, slashing out sharp sword lights and hitting Li Muran head-on.

The two swords of mother and child, one sneak attacks behind the back and the other attacks on the front, are both extremely sharp and difficult to deal with.

Li Muran shook the talisman sword in his hand, and brushed it. Several golden blade talismans were instantly activated and turned into golden lights, accurately facing each sword light that was slashed by the other party, and it was no different.

A burst of sword lights and sword shadows in the air, and the golden blade and sword light died together dispersed.

Bai Ling was shocked again when she saw this. She could also use the Golden Blade Talisman, but she might not be able to inspire multiple photos at the same time in such a short time and manipulate them one by one to deal with different targets.

After blocking these sword lights, Li Muran put away the talisman sword, and at the same time he stretched into his sleeves, and when he opened his palm, there was an extra red copper ring, and a wick was tied to the copper ring.

Li Muran poured a large amount of mana into the wick, and the wick suddenly turned into a rope several meters long. The copper ring tied to one end of the rope suddenly rose to about a meter in size, and a red flame spread from the rope and attached to the entire copper ring. These are Li Muran's two magical instruments: the Fine Fire Ring and the Bronze Ancient Bronze Light Wick.

The copper ring with flames roared at the boy, which was somewhat similar to a flying sword, which could attack opponents from a distance.

The young man was shocked, holding the sword in both hands and slashed hard, and slashed the flying copper ring with one sword. With a muffled sound, the young man cut a gap of about an inch deep by the young man's sword, but the young man was shocked to take a few steps back. The flames attached to the young man's body protection light cover directly broke through, and a wave of hot flames rushed over, wrapping the young man in it.

"Ah" everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the copper ring itself would be fine. The accompanying flame magic power was so domineering. The defensive light shield of the late-stage Qi Zhi cultivator was almost useless in front of the flame.

Everyone was thinking that the boy had lost his mistake. At this moment, a blue glow appeared from the flames, instantly extinguishing the flames. The young man with a scorched face was exposed, and his coat was burned to a minimum, but a blue silk armor was revealed inside, and the glow was emitted from the inner armor.

"It turns out there is still a layer of inner armor." Li Muran frowned, shook the rope in his hand, and swung the ring of essence fire and quickly rotated.

Wherever the ring of essence fire passed, a flame was left. When he waved this way, a large sea of ​​fire suddenly appeared on the stone platform. The boy hurriedly retreated several feet and avoided the sea of ​​fire.

However, Li Muran immediately followed a few steps and pressed the sea of ​​fire step by step towards the boy. After the boy retreated several feet, he found that behind him was already the edge of the competition platform and could not retreat any further. According to the competition rules, if one side fell below the competition platform, he would admit defeat.

"Hmph, see how long you can support it," the young man snorted coldly.

To sacrifice this large, powerful sea of ​​fire, it requires amazing mana consumption. For a late-stage Qi Zhi monk, how can it last too long? The boy thought that as long as he could hold on in the sea of ​​fire for a moment, the other party would have to withdraw the sea of ​​fire.

The boy knew that his protective inner armor was of extraordinary quality, so he immediately poured a large amount of mana on the inner armor, and his whole body was covered with a thick blue glow, rushing into the sea of ​​fire.

"Oh," the monks watching the battle exclaimed again. They were not surprised that the boy was about to rush into the sea of ​​fire, but in this way, they only saw the raging flames on the competition platform, but they couldn't see how the two people in the sea of ​​fire fought.

Bai Ling frowned slightly. She couldn't see the details of the internal battle in the fire sea, and she couldn't help but worry.

As soon as the young man rushed into the sea of ​​fire, he saw several golden sword lights slashing towards him. He hurriedly waved the sword in his hand and slashed out sword lights to block it.

"Bang bang bang" The golden sword lights and sword shadows of the sea of ​​fire intersected and each dispersed. However, the boy was still busy and was leaking. He did not block one of the golden sword lights and left a sword mark on his blue inner armor.

"What a sharp sword light" the young man was shocked and recalled his sword, showing full defense.

In the sea of ​​fire, Li Muran was controlling the wick rope and the fine fire ring with one hand, continuing to cast the flames in the sky, while holding the top-quality talisman sword in the other hand, controlling the sword-transforming talisman and slashing wildly.

Yes, under the dense shadow of golden light and swords, the young man could block it one by one with his mother and son sword in his hand. As expected, his strength was great.

Although the ring of essence fire with raging flames kept hitting the boy, they could be blocked by the boy one by one. Moreover, the blue glow on the boy's body was very thick, completely isolated the flame, making the flame unable to hurt the boy.

Li Muran knew that his fierce attack could not be supported for too long. He frowned and suddenly threw the talisman sword in his hand upwards, turned into a palm with one hand, and slapped the young man in the air.

A pure white aura appeared in his palm, but it was not conspicuous under the cover of the sea of ​​fire around him.

However, in the white light, the blue glow on the boy's body suddenly darkened. Taking this opportunity, the ring of essence fire hit the boy. The whistling copper ring directly smashed the blue glow and hit the boy's back with flames.

The boy fell to the ground and was seriously injured.

At this time, Li Muran pulled away the sea of ​​fire around him, reached out and grabbed the talisman sword, and pointed at the young man. A golden sword light flashed and slashed towards the young man's neck, where there was no inner armor protection.

The boy was shocked. Before the sword light arrived, he felt a coolness in his neck, but he could no longer swing his sword to resist.

"Just die like this?" The boy had a desperate thought in an instant.

However, when the golden sword light was only three inches away from the boy's neck, it suddenly stopped. The boy had already cut a bloody mouth about an inch long, but it was not deep.

"Stop" the sea of ​​fire faded. Several monks who were watching the battle were shocked when they saw this scene and hurriedly stopped. When they saw Li Muran holding the sword light in time, they couldn't help but relax and breathed a sigh of relief.

If one side loses his life during the competition, even if the opponent wins, he will lose his qualifications. Most of them, the monks in charge of the competition, will be punished to warn and ineffective supervision.

"I'm giving up." The boy saw the sword light hanging between his neck and said hurriedly.

When Li Muran heard this, he shook the talisman sword in his hand gently, and the sword light dissipated into a few spiritual lights and disappeared.

"I've given up" Li Muran bowed.

The competition was over. The monks watching the game felt a pity. The battle was very fierce. They were originally surrounded by the sea of ​​fire and could not see clearly. After finally the sea of ​​fire was closed, they had already decided the outcome inexplicably. It was like a good show, but they did not see the most nervous climax.

The young man who lost the competition was also very regretful. Just as the last strike of the copper ring came, he felt inexplicably weakening his magic power, as if he had lost a lot of magic power in an instant. When he came to his senses and forced the magic power to replenish the Dantian, it was too late.

During this tense battle, his magic power was suddenly exhausted, and the consequence was naturally to lose the competition. The boy did not understand why this happened. He thought it was because of his carelessness and poor mobilization of his magic power.

But he didn't know that the pure white light that Li Muran photographed at that time was specifically to eliminate the lost light of various magic powers. Although the power of this lost light was limited and the effect lasted for only a moment, it was enough to change the situation in the fierce battle and let Li Muran defeat his opponent in one fell swoop.

"Good job" When Li Muran walked off the competition stage, Old Man Wu's voice came from his ears, "You are proficient in using talismans and freely retracting them. This is rare among disciples in the Qimai stage; even in Shangqing Peak, where I am good at making talismans, there are few other disciples who can compare with you."

"However, the world of immortal cultivation is dangerous and you can't stand out with strength. You can do it yourself."

Li Muran turned around and looked at the sound, but saw Old Man Wu’s lips slightly moving, obviously sending a message to him. He smiled gratefully to Old Man Wu, nodded, and walked down the competition platform.
Chapter completed!