These waves, like towering mountains, poured into the center of the wind wall without any bias. Ma Yu had nowhere to escape, so he could only transport the real fires used to break through the wind wall, forming a barrier above his head to block the surging waves.

Outside there was a wind wall formed by hurricanes, with surging waves on them.

Ma Yu never thought that he, who possesses the seventh-grade Qianren True Fire Talisman, would be forced into such a situation.

"This talisman must have been handed over by Sang Buluan to Chu Cheng, and it is definitely not the ones I just drew."

While he was struggling to resist the slap of the slap, he hoped that Sang Wuyin would have such obvious fraud, as long as he stood up and questioned, the competition would definitely be terminated early.

Of course, everyone outside the field did not expect Chu Cheng to fall into such a situation, but the difference was that after seeing the process of just getting the paper fish talisman, no one questioned that Chu Cheng was cheating.

They clearly saw that Chu Cheng combined four third-grade talismans to form a paper fish talisman.

Then this paper fish talisman sucked the water of the entire Jingxin Lake, stirred up huge waves of thousands of feet, and slapped at Ma Yu who was already trapped in the wind wall.

So at this moment, everyone is more confused about why the mere four third-grade talismans are so powerful after being combined.

The monks and Master Fu who had ridiculed Chu Cheng before were silent at this moment.

"There is such a way in this world, turning decay into magical art?"

Looking at the wind wall that trapped Ma Yu and the waves hanging in the sky, Xie Xuanchen reacted for a while.

"This should be left behind by Sang Bulun. Sang Wuyin has been fighting with Sang Bulun for so many years for the sake of the position of the head of the family, and must be jealous of these inheritances."

Wen Huazi's face was also a little ugly.

Obviously, Chu Cheng's performance at this moment has far exceeded his expectations, which makes him embarrassed who was not optimistic about Chu Cheng before.

However, for Chu Cheng's "paper crane talisman" and "paper fish talisman", he still blamed the deceased Sang Bulun and the Sang family's inheritance.

Only in this way can everything make sense.

"Brother Wuji just insisted on betting on Chu Chengsheng. Have you seen something long ago?"

Wen Huazi suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Zhang Wuji suspiciously.

"No, I just think this competition is boring, so I'll add some good luck."

Zhang Wuji waved his hands without waves with his expression.

But the more he said this, the more confused Wen Huazi felt.

However, Xie Xuanchen said a little dissatisfied:

"It's too early to make a conclusion now."

"Oh no! Another one."

He said this, and the disciples behind him suddenly exclaimed.

I saw four light talismans flying up from Chucheng again above the surging platform in the distance.

When flying above the wind wall, four third-grade talismans began to fold each other again, and each time they folded, waves of spiritual power would stir up, smacking everyone's chests.

What made everyone feel even more palpitations was that as these three talismans gradually folded and formed, snowflakes fell around the talisman from time to time.

"It's the Thunder Tribe Astronomy Talisman."

Someone called.

According to the rules of the previous two talismans, it is easy to judge that this talisman has something to do with frost and snow.

Thinking about the power of the first two talismans and looking at the snowflakes falling in the sky, Sang Wuyin's disciples couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts.

In just a blink of an eye, the third talisman was combined and the shape was also an ice flower.

At the moment the talisman was completed, the temperature of the entire world seemed to be instantly pulled away, and the bone-broken coldness enveloped it, making people have nowhere to escape and have to use their power to resist.

Then they began to hear the sound of frozen water surface and frost flowers still condensed in the air.

When I looked up again, the entire Jingxin Lake was still frozen, and frost filled every floor. Even the huge platform was covered with thick ice.

In the air, ice flowers are also slowly blooming.

Especially in the area where Ma Yu is located, above the platform, the wind wall has been removed and replaced by an ice wall. The shape of waves is still captured above the ice wall.

And inside the ice wall, Ma Yu and the flames were still vaguely visible.

Seeing that Mr. Ma was sealed by this talisman, Sang Wuyin's second disciple Feng Lianggong couldn't help but rushed directly to the platform.

But as soon as he stepped into the area of ​​the platform, his whole body was instantly frozen, condensed in place like a statue.

Fortunately, Sang Wuyin pulled him back from the rear in time.

But even Sang Wuyin, when his hand reached into the power of the talisman, was still covered with a layer of frost. If he took it back a few minutes later, he would be afraid that even his bones would be frozen.

The area under this talisman is like a place of death at this moment, and no matter what you go in, it will be frozen.

"What level of talisman is this? The legendary seventh-grade ice soul snow spirit talisman is nothing but so powerful."

Everyone who saw this scene on Wuyun Tower was shocked.

Even talisman masters of Feng Lianggong's level had no power to fight back after stepping into the range of this talisman, which they had never thought of.

What's even more terrifying is that not only these practitioners who are outsiders, but even the talisman masters of the Sang family have never heard of this talisman.

At this moment, they all looked like they saw a ghost. They looked at me and I looked at you, and finally they smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

"We admit defeat in this round."

After removing the cold poison from Feng Lianggong's body, Sang Wuyin, with a gray face, finally raised his hand.

This confession caused Sang Wuyin's disciples to lower their heads.

"The move that Sang Bulun left behind is really vicious."

Wen Huazi sighed.

"Jiang is still the boss's spicy food. Now I can only see Sang Wuyin's performance in the next round. He will still have a chance to turn things around."

After seeing the nameless frost talisman, the last trace of luck in Xie Xuanchen's heart was extinguished.

"I lost the bet just now. I need to do something, tell me."

He turned to look at Zhang Wuji on the side.

"No hurry, no hurry, it's not over yet."

Zhang Wuji did not look at him, but still stared at the platform with relish, unwilling to miss even any moment.

Seeing that he was so obsessed with his eyes, Xie Xuanchen couldn't help but look at Qiyuetai curiously.

At this time, the elder of the Sang Family Ancestral Hall was still standing on the platform, but he only dared to stand on the other side of Chu City.

"What does the other party admit defeat? Mr. Chu thinks?"

He asked Chu Cheng.

Perhaps because of the fact that Chu Cheng saw these talismans, he became much more humble in his attitude towards Chu Cheng.

Chu Cheng was originally holding his hands behind his back, as if he was appreciating his own works, looking up at the ice flower-shaped talisman seriously.

After hearing the question from the elder of the ancestral hall, he looked down at the place.

"I refuse."

He first glanced at the elder of the ancestral hall, then turned to look at Sang Wuyin on the shore of the Qiyuetai, and then smiled faintly.
Chapter completed!