"idiot!"

Li Zisheng cursed in his heart. He was not calling himself underestimated the enemy, nor was it time to reflect on himself, but calling Wang Anlin a brain.

Since ancient times, treasures have been occupied by those with virtue. Well, this "virtue" naturally refers to fists.

This Wang Anlin is just a mere innate real person, and he can be said to be completely unfounded in the Heavenly Artifact Sect, which means he does not have this virtue.

He was not careful and cautious in his possession of such a treasure. Now that he is showing off his face in public, he will not be able to stay with him in the future.

Not to mention magic weapons, if Wang Anlin was not clear about his mind and did not send this magic weapon out in time, even this little life would be worrying.

However, Mr. Li had forgotten that if he hadn't "humiliated" the other party so much, Wang Anlin would not have revealed his biggest secret in public.

Now, it’s meaningless to think about these things.

Li Zisheng pulled out two iron mountain eagles from his waist and pulled the trigger continuously at the other party. This time he no longer showed mercy, but shot directly at the other party's vital points.

But his reaction was slower and scared.

At this time, Wang Anlin held the Dragon Pen in both hands. There was no way. This thing was too big and could not play with one hand. So he used the air in front of him as the talisman paper and began to draw talismans in the air.

He had been immersed in this Tao for a long time, but a bright red rune appeared in front of him in a moment.

There were also people familiar with talismans among the audience, and they couldn't help but blurted out: "Wind Shield Talisman! A middle-grade lower-level wind Shield Talisman!"

"Crackling".

The runes condensed in the air flashed a few times and then dissipated in the air. Then the air around Wang Anlin twisted. If you use your eyesight, you can see that the air condensed into several transparent shields, blocking Wang Anlin.

At the same time, the bullet fired by Li Zisheng was shot on the newly formed transparent shield.

The impact of these bullets caused several obvious cracks in the shield and even made a crisp sound. However, this broken air bomb is not easy and will never stop moving forward until the last trace of thrust is exhausted.

But at this point, the wind shield automatically moved away with these bullets, and the transparent shield on the other side appeared in front of Wang Anlin again.

The reason why the air breaking bomb is the average effect of this wind shield is that the air breaking bomb is the essence of heaven and earth, not the real air. When it hits the wind shield condensed from air, the effect is similar to that of ordinary bullets.

Wang Anlin also made a mistake and easily resolved Li Zisheng's move.

However, how could he let his opponent go so easily? Seeing that his wind shield talisman was effective, he sneered and began to draw the second talisman - the Crazy Thunder Talisman. This talisman is a middle-level intermediate level.

The clouds scattered as the talisman rose, and a dark cloud appeared above Li Zisheng's head. The dark cloud looked very fierce and evil, with a heavy color as ink, constantly churning and stirring, and lights and thunders sounded in it, brewing a real thunders.

In the eyes of the audience, it was like a giant black eagle hovering in the field, as if it was about to hit it down and launch a fatal attack on Li San.

At this time, Li Zisheng cheered up. The battle just now was just a relaxation of his muscles and bones. Seeing Wang Anlin's magic weapon and talisman techniques, he aroused his belligerent factors.

Mr. Li not only has the bloodline of the God of War Chi You. His rank is a warrior of the Liberator Legion. Since the enemy has shown his real means, it is just a battle.

He quickly inserted the Iron Eagle Eagle back into the scabbard, and a giant vermilion bow appeared with his left hand. He raised the big red bow, pulled his empty right hand back, and a red rocket magically "growed" out of his right hand.

Everyone could only hear Li Zisheng, who was drawing a bow and arrow, chanting in a whisper: "I only know how to bending the bow and shooting the eagle!"

The dark clouds discharge, and the red bow shoots the sun!

Almost at the same time, a silver snake and a fire light collided together!

Although the silver snake still could not defeat the rocket shot by Li Zisheng, and was instantly swallowed by the red arrow branches. However, the arrow shadow continued to move upwards. Before the dark cloud could produce a second lightning strike, it shot it into a piercing.

The clouds evaporate and the lightning disappears.

Yan Baoer, who was watching the game on the rostrum, slapped his hands and couldn't help but cheer: "Supernatural powers! Fire-based magical powers! He does have them too..."

Her father Yan Fuxie heard that his daughter was so happy that she was missing some care. He immediately glared at her fiercely. Yan Baoer stuck out her tongue at her father, made a face, and looked at the field again.

Hu Zihan's ears moved slightly and he also heard this sentence. He sighed softly: "Junior Brother Wanchen, you have indeed accepted a good disciple."

Tie Wanchen smiled slightly and felt a little satisfied. Of course, he knew that his disciple had already grasped several magical powers, but the power of this magical power was so powerful that even the human immortal was shocked.

Of course, on the surface, he still has to act as if he is calm and everything is in control.

Yes, this is the new magical power obtained by Li Zisheng after opening up the large intestine meridian of the hand Yangming, the Sun shooting arrow.

When Wang Anlin saw that his lightning talisman was so easily broken by the other party, he was naturally angry and anxious. He focused on drawing the third talisman again...

Tie Wanchen, who was looking calm, suddenly changed his face and said in a lost voice: "Moving Mountain Talisman! What a good guy, this is the talisman of a middle-grade superior."

He was right, Wang Anlin painted the mountain moving talisman.

As soon as the red mountain-moving rune dissipated, a phantom like a hill condensed. The phantom rolling forward in the air became more and more solid. Finally, a real hill was formed and it bombarded Li Zisheng.

Mr. Li was able to succeed with one arrow, but he did not relax. When he saw the attacking hill, he did not frown. He closed his hands inward, and the giant vermilion bow turned into a long sword of flame. This long sword composed of flames was even longer than his height, and was ten feet tall.

He was calm and recited a famous poem from another world again: "The blue sky is pierced and the sky is not broken!"

Li Zisheng stepped on his waist and twisted his waist, fitted up, and stabbed the long sword in his hand hard on the falling mountain...

The sword rises and the mountain breaks!

The hill flashed a few times, and finally became a phantom and disappeared into the air.

"Senior Brother Wang, please stop. You can't do this..."

After Master Li broke the mountain movement talisman, he originally wanted to "ei general to chase the enemy with courage", but when he saw Wang Anlin opposite, he couldn't help but feel soft, stopped, and persuaded him again.

At this time, Wang Anlin's face had completely lost its blood color, which was so white that it looked almost the same as a dead person, and his figure was shaking, as if he would faint the next moment.

Although it is blessed by the magic weapon, the Dragon-Supering Pen, for a innate real person, drawing three intermediate talismans in just a dozen breaths is almost at his limit.

For his cultivation level, using magic weapons is still a bit too difficult. In fact, this is the first time he has completely let go of the magic weapons ban. When he is usually using it, he only lets go a little bit of the ban. How could he do his best like now?

But Wang Anlin still failed, or rather, he was about to fail.

No, I'm not a waste!

He roared wildly in his heart, and many indelible pictures appeared in front of his eyes.

I and my mother hugged my head and cried bitterly in the dark corner...

My father is beating and protecting his mother...

Other people's eyes rolled and ridiculed...

The embarrassment of being collected from someone...

Disappointment and despair of learning that the inner disciples were replaced...

In the end, these pictures condensed into a hateful figure, that is the enemy in front of him - Li Zisheng.

No, I'm really not a waste!

Wang Anlin bit the tip of his tongue again, and spit out another mouthful of blood on the Shenglong Pen.

This time he slowly drew a talisman like holding a thousand pounds in his hand...

"Stop him! Hurry, stop him!"

Hu Zihan and Tie Wanchen, who saw a hint of clue, shouted loudly almost at the same time. At the same time, the two of them spread their bodies and were about to rush into the ring.

"Two senior brothers, don't be impatient. They have not decided the winner yet."

Lian Yunchao and Lin Tianyi had already focused on them and flashed to block them.

"Go away! Wang Anlin has lost using magic weapons!"

"Don't get in the way, didn't you say you should stop at the right time?"
Chapter completed!