Chapter 202 Third-level Talisman Painting, Heavenly Sword Crossing the West
"My fellow Taoist warned me that a weak puppet master on the trail would not dare to take the lead in such a battle."
Su Qing thanked Liang Haishun for his reminder, and saw that the old Taoist seemed to be right. He hesitated to speak, but he had something to say, so he asked again in a low voice.
Unexpectedly, the old man hesitated for a while, but waved his hand slightly, without saying what was in his heart. He only said that he would visit him in the next few days and talk to him in detail.
Su Qing just thought that the old Taoist wanted to buy some powerful puppets from him. As luck would have it, the poster was also in the array at the moment, and he was afraid that the wind would carry the sound and affect the old Taoist's image of Wei Guangzheng in the poster's mind.
Speaking of which, this was also the first time he got to meet the landlord who came to the building by chance.
He raised his sword and stood majestically in front of the war cultivators in Yuan Lai Tower.
Although her appearance was beautiful, her aura was so strong that very few of the cultivators present dared to look at her.
This woman is also the only third-level physical cultivator present. Perhaps because of her presence, the human cultivators have the confidence to come to this demon king's lair for a life-and-death battle.
Su Qing saw her wearing strong clothes and battle armor, with a round hammer beside her, and was very worried that if she disagreed with her, she would turn into a three to five foot giant and fight like the blaster war bears.
As if he could feel Su Qing's eyes, the host's originally menacing eyes had just stared at him. When he saw Liang Haishun next to Su Qing, he suddenly softened again. He lowered his eyebrows and nodded with Su Qing's smile.
When Su Qing saw this, he immediately admired Liang Haishun even more. He could subdue such a powerful horse. If he was even three-thirds of his ability, how could he do the same thing on Black Tiger Mountain?
The two chatted briefly on this topic. Seeing Liang Haishun stuffing a black pill into his mouth between words, Su Qing's eyes gradually became sympathetic.
The following is not easy, take the Zhuangjing Pill ten times a day!
While the two were teasing Menzi.
The fourth battle came as scheduled.
This was Su Qing's first time participating in a gambling battle, even though he got up early and had a late dinner.
But now that you are here, you still have to watch it, just take it as a lesson learned for your next gambling battle.
According to the agreement, gambling battles can be fought alone or in groups.
You Xianda chose to fight alone.
He was wearing a green robe and a face as white as paper. He looked like he would fall over when the wind blew, but he was a foundation-building monk and a second-level talisman painter, so he was not a weak hand.
A blade-toothed pig king sent out from the opposite side had a very different temperament from him. He was violent and mighty. The pig king stood about five feet upright and exuded a disgusting stench.
The body is shiny and shiny, and is covered with mountain essential oil. This essential oil is the spiritual oil that oozes out of the second-level spiritual mountain. It is one of the necessary materials for armor masters to tan their armor.
This Pig King has been in the Hundred Beasts Mountains for many years, and I don't know how much essential oil has been rubbed on his body, making him look like he is wearing a second-level battle armor, which is really difficult to deal with.
But seeing You Xianda looking confident, Su Qing was looking forward to the Fu Painter's methods.
The battle between the two sides was about to break out. The Blade Tooth Pig King pulled out his fangs from his mouth, held it in his pig hands like a swordsman, and stamped his feet suddenly, causing the ground to shake like ripples.
Without waiting for You Xianda to stand firm, his plump body twisted and dodged, and he had already rushed in front of You Xianda, with the blades and teeth in his hand as sharp as a hair, trying to pierce him.
The power and speed of the second-level demon king are matched with his natural demon combat skills.
This set of attacks seems simple, but it is ingenious and inefficient. Not many people present can cope with these three axes.
It just so happened that You Xianda was one of them.
But even though his body had not yet stood firm, he took out a long talisman painting surrounding his body from his storage bag.
There are only a few strokes in the painting, and the painting is ink and wash, but it outlines a clear traveler who is boating alone among the high mountains.
Su Qing's consciousness was enlarged, and he could see that the traveler, who was about the same size as a black dot, seemed to have a long sword on his waist?
The talisman painters use five elements of glyphs and corresponding materials, and use talisman painting techniques to depict the mountains and mountains. Only by integrating their spirits and shapes can they achieve their merits. The endless rushing river and the swordsman standing on the boat must have their own unique essence contained in the painting.
Every other line is like a mountain. Even though Su Qing recognized the runes, he didn't know what a strange effect the runes would have when used on the runes.
And he saw it right away.
But the moment I saw the powerful and heavy sword of the Blade-Tooth Pig King falling on the talisman painting, I heard the sound of gold and stone clashing.
The talisman painting that seemed to be broken by a single poke showed up on it, and collided with the blade teeth, which actually broke the blade teeth of the Blade Tooth Pig King into two pieces.
The Pig King was also a pig. He broke one of his fangs, but he didn't learn the lesson. He jumped angrily and handed over another fang.
At this time, the spiritual mountain on the talisman painting was slightly dim, but it was still easy to block the fangs.
In just a split second, You Xianda, who fell down with every attack and defense, was able to easily destroy the strongest blade of the Blade Tooth Pig King.
A toothless boar does not make a good swordsman.
His hands fell to the ground and turned into front hooves, and the four hooves moved like crazy, trying to use brute force to open the top of the mountain.
You Xianda couldn't bear to let Lingshan fight anymore, so he mobilized the talisman painting, rolling up huge waves from the painting, and rolling river water, breaking out of the painting. Su Qing could even see some fish, shrimp, river crabs from the water, which was incredible.
The river water was like a ribbon, wrapping around the Pig King and making him unable to break free.
The Pig King is not afraid even though he is tied up. The essential oils he gets from his skills are his biggest support.
Unexpectedly, a figure flashed in the talisman painting, and a flying sword was shot from the waist. The figure did not move out of the painting, but the sword flew out of the painting.
The flying sword was so bright that it appeared in the painting in the blink of an eye, and then hung on the waist of the boating traveler.
But the huge head of the Blade Tooth Pig King had just fallen from its neck at this moment.
It is not easy for the second-level demon king to die after his body is separated. As long as the demon elixir is not lost, he can still show off his power for a while.
Su Qing saw that the decapitated Pig King was still motionless and glanced at its abdomen. Then his pupils shrank and he looked at You Xianda who took back the talisman painting with fear and calmly let his clansmen receive the harvest.
When the clan members swarmed up and dragged the Pig King up, the cultivators discovered that there was also a wound as fine as a pinprick on his abdomen.
However, when the flying sword just cut off the pig's head, a wisp of sword energy also escaped and penetrated its demonic core.
"The third-order talisman painting that has been passed down by the You family for thousands of years, the Heavenly Sword's Journey to the West, is truly worthy of its name, and Blade Ya's death is not unjust!"
Among the demon kings, he was different from the other demon kings who were sad and angry when the rabbit died and the fox died.
The demon king in golden robes with the head of a peng and his body clapped his hands and came out of the crowd.
What he praised was the painting, but he didn't bother to praise You Xianda.
He glanced at the cultivators and said arrogantly:
"In this competition, the Demon King and I have lost three of the four battles. We have been defeated in the entire competition!
Naturally, we have to admit our defeat. What I promised you, you can do it now You can send someone to get it.
But in order to prevent everyone from losing interest in the fifth competition, I can use another ten thousand catties of heavenly spirit gold as the prize for this competition.
As long as fellow Taoists from the Yunshan Sect can behead this king, these ten thousand kilograms of heavenly spirit gold will be regarded as a gift from me to the strong.
I just don’t know who will come out and beat me to death, or be beaten to death by me! ”
(End of chapter)