Chu Cheng's tone was not heavy, but his voice spread throughout the ancestral hall through this cold wind.

"Why should you refuse?"

Sang Wuyin was furious when he heard this.

"Because what you said doesn't count."

Chucheng Road.

"What I say doesn't have the final say, then who's the final say?"

Sang Wuyin laughed loudly.

"If you want to admit defeat, you will naturally have to say Elder Ma Yuma himself."

After Chu Cheng said that, he looked at the elder of the ancestral hall next to him with a smile:

"Are you, elder?"

The elder of the ancestral temple was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly:

"It is indeed so determined in the life and death contract."

Chucheng is not unreasonable. The life and death contract has been indicated that if you lose your opponent in the middle of the competition, you must admit defeat in person.

"You know he can't speak and speak now, how can you admit defeat in person? You are just looking for excuses, you just want to take the opportunity to kill someone!"

Sang Wuyin said extremely angry.

"Yes, if you didn't want to kill him, you would need to use so many talismans."

What surprised Sang Wuyin was that Chu Cheng admitted without hesitation.

He was so angry that he almost didn't get it.

"I, Sang Wuyin, can see how you can kill me."

Ma Yu's life and death are related to Sang Wuyin's next plan, and he is unwilling to watch him die no matter what.

The outcome of this game has been decided. Even if he intervenes, he will be sentenced to be lost in this game.

As soon as Sang Wuyin finished speaking, he threw out a talisman. As the seven spiritual patterns on the talisman spread out one after another, a series of clanging sounds of iron fighting sounded in the sky.

Then the shadow of the sword energy in the sky broke through the air, and then slashed at Chu Cheng's ice-shaped talisman.

This talisman that can freeze everything wherever you pass, under the bombardment of the fierce sword energy in the sky, cracks began to appear.

"Seventh grade iron-cutting and steel-breaking talisman!"

After seeing this talisman, Wen Huazi couldn't help but exclaim.

In order to temper his sword energy, he once looked for the iron-cut steel talisman for a long time but failed, but he didn't expect that today he could see it.

"This iron-cutting steel talisman is so powerful. It would be great if Ma Yu could use this talisman before."

Xie Xuanchen, who was sitting in the front row, sighed when he heard this. He lost no matter whether he could save Ma Yu or not, so he seemed a little lacking in interest.

"This kind of talisman cannot be drawn by time. Just the unique sword energy will be searched from the ten states for a long time."

Wen Huazi gave Xie Xuanchen a blank look.

"Those senior, can this person be saved?

Xie Xuanchen asked.

"If this situation continues, Chu Cheng's talisman should be broken if it can't hold on for a few stabs. Ma Yu will be safe by then, but he will lose in this game."

Wen Huazi stroked his beard and said, he was still very confident in the power of cutting iron and steel talismans.

The development of the situation seemed to be similar to what he predicted. After Chu Cheng's talisman resisted several more stabs, the light around the talisman began to dim, and the talisman body was already full of holes.

"Then Chu Cheng looked helpless."

Xie Xuanchen looked at the side of Chucheng Qiyuetai, and saw that Chucheng was still standing quietly in place and looking up at his talisman, with a little indifferent expression.

Finally, the talisman of Chucheng was completely shattered by Sang Wuyin, and the ice gun that wrapped around Ma Yu, which was as thick as an iceberg, began to crack.

"I said, you can't kill my Sang Wuyin's people!"

Seeing the ice wall shattering, Sang Wuyin also let out a long sigh in his heart.

"I'm waiting for you to say this."

When Chu Cheng, who was on the other end of the platform, suddenly smiled.

Then he waved his waves and the last four third-grade talismans hovering above his head flew out.

Like the previous third-grade talismans, under Chu Cheng's control, these four third-grade talismans folded each other again, just like the scene in a kaleidoscope.

This scene was just Sang Wuyin, and even Wen Huazi and the others were stunned.

"There is still there?"

It was hard for them to imagine that such powerful talismans, such an old man who was not very handsome in front of them, could actually take four moves with one move.

The disciples of Sang Wuyin who were present suddenly felt a little cold.

Sang Wuyin's face was already ashen. He had just used the seventh-grade iron-cut steel talisman to cut his flesh. Now the other party has actually come with another talisman with a power comparable to the seventh-grade talisman. If he continues to consume this, he will almost use his own assets.

Just as he was hesitating, Chu Cheng's combined talisman had been completed, this time it was a lightning-shaped paper talisman.

Echoing his shape, arcs of electric power were constantly flashing around it, and the sky had already rolled in black clouds, and muffled thunders exploded from far to near.

"It's actually a thunder talisman."

Seeing the sound of the talisman, everyone couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

This thunder spirit talisman is the most powerful among all celestial phenomena. If it is a seventh-grade thunder spirit talisman, its power is in some sense comparable to that of the heavenly tribulation.

At this time, a tip of the iceberg just broke open. Ma Yu, who was protected by Qianren True Fire Talisman, finally saw the light again.

But when he was about to ask for help, a lightning bolt of lightning, the thickness of his arm, directly penetrated the ice wall and fell on him.

So the call for help turned into a wail.

It was this lightning that dispelled Sang Wuyin's idea of ​​taking action - it would be too expensive to break this talisman.

Sang Wuyin did not continue to take action, and the scene turned into a one-sided torture.

After the first lightning fell, the entire sky above the platform suddenly turned into a "bottomless" thunder pool.

Lightning bursts emerged from the pool of thunder like a spirit snake.

Like a whip, whip after whip, and the wailing sound resounded throughout the ancestral hall like a pig.

About one or two incense sticks were "fed" by lightning, Chu Cheng raised his hand, and dozens of lightning blades transformed by thunder shot out from the thunder pool.

A breath of death and destruction immediately enveloped the entire ancestral hall.

"Thunder Blade?!"

On the Wuyun Tower, Wen Huazi and Jian Buddha stood up almost at the same time.

Very few people have seen the Dragon Clan's thunder blade.

Although the scene in front of you is a little different from the real Thunder Blade, it is already unbelievable that it can transform thunder.

Before they could think about it carefully, why a talisman from the Sang family's talisman master could trigger thunder and turn into a blade, and dozens of thunder had already fallen.

Ma Yu and the platform beneath him turned into ashes under the bombardment of thunder.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"When did the talisman master with the Sangjiapo vein become so strong?!"

Some of Sang Wuyin's disciples were very confused.

Chu Cheng himself clapped his hands calmly, then turned around and looked back at Sang Xiaoman not far away, and then smiled and said:

"Didn't you disappointed?"
Chapter completed!