Chapter 108: Layer-by-Layer Calculation

The vine technique falls first,

I saw that on the surrounding arena, green thorns and vines suddenly grew, spreading within a radius of several meters.

The vines were as agile as live snakes, and they shot out suddenly, pierced the air, and shot towards Zhang Qingyuan like lightning.

Zhang Qingyuan's complexion changed slightly,

Even if these vines bound him, they only played a slight restraining effect on the eighth-level cultivation of Ling Yuan, and the vine magic technique manifested by Ling Yuan could be broken free by easy vibration of Ling Yuan.

But even so, Zhang Qingyuan didn't want to fall into this thorny group at all.

Whoosh! ! !

The clouds spread out, and the entire figure disappeared like clouds and smoke, and the figure avoided the gap between the vines.

At this time,

The remaining two magic captives came one after another!

Whoa! ! !

A flood of water suddenly emerged out of thin air, turning into a torrent that swept across Yang Wenqian's body,

At the same time, there was a sound of baking, and another flame swept the sky, emitting an incomparably hot temperature!

There are vines and shoots around, and there are water and flames paving the way from the sky to the ground!

At this time, Zhang Qingyuan's intention to attack at close range had completely failed. In desperation, he had no choice but to take Yunyanbu and quickly retreated towards the rear!

Seeing Zhang Qingyuan retreat,

Yang Wenqian couldn't help but secretly applauded, cultivators like Fu Xiu belonged to long-range attack cultivators similar to magic cultivators.

At this time, Zhang Qingyuan stepped back, giving her more space to display calmly!

Rockfall!

Wooden Wall Art!

Swamp!

Zhang Qingyuan's eyelids jumped when he saw Zhang Qingyuan in the distance!

"These girls,

How many talismans are there! "

Boom! ! !

The talisman rushed to the sky, turned into a huge rock and fell from the sky, Zhang Qingyuan had to dodge to dodge, but at this time, with a clack, a row of wooden walls rose up, and the ring below all turned into a pool mud.

Once you fall into it, you will never be able to escape!

As a last resort, Zhang Qingyuan had to go straight to the sky, barely avoiding the successive spells in mid-air.

However, how could Yang Wenqian let Zhang Qingyuan go so easily?

In other words, all of this was her intentional calculation!

Yang Wenqian, under the protection of the mask, waved his hand, and instantly dozens or hundreds of low-level talismans floated in mid-air, his spirit energy oscillated, and he instantly activated the stacks of talismans!

Rocketry!

Water archery!

Wind Blade Art!

Densely packed, dozens or hundreds of low-level talisman rays of light appeared, and they turned into attacks to tear the air at the same time, slamming towards Zhang Qingyuan like a gust of wind and rain!

"Wow!"

At this moment, not only Zhang Qingyuan, whose figure was in the mid-air, was shocked, but his pupils shrank sharply.

The crowd of spectators below the arena made an uproar!

Not only was he shocked by the use of so many talismans in this battle, but he was also shocked by Yang Wenqian's method of inspiring dozens or hundreds of talismans in an instant!

Even if it's just a low-level spell talisman,

But this is also dozens of hundreds!

Such luxury, who can afford it except Fu Xiu? !

quality is not enough,

Quantity to make up!

With such a huge number of low-level talismans smashed down, even a cultivator of the eighth level of spiritual essence may be planted in it accidentally!

"Damn!"

At this moment, Zhang Qingyuan didn't know where he was caught in the opponent's rhythm. From the beginning, the successive attacks of spells and talismans forced him away from his side.

Then it was deprived of the right to touch the ground on the arena, and had to fly into the air.

Finally, when I was in mid-air and had no way to escape,

Bravely launching these dozens or hundreds of low-level attack talismans, one after another low-level spell attacks came like a hurricane!

sharp!

Even if they were both opponents, Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help but express admiration for the other party.

Layer upon layer of calculation,

Almost brought the advantages of his own talisman to the limit!

only,

Under the attack of dozens and hundreds of spells that were stacked in layers, Zhang Qingyuan had no room to think. He was in the air, and he had already lost the ability to avoid.

Only hard resistance down!

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Qingyuan quickly took out two golden bell talismans from the storage bag, and instantly excited, slapped them on his own body, and turned into two layers of faint golden light shield phantoms.

This is the talisman that Zhang Qingyuan Jiang's family and his party got from the storage bag of the man with the scar that he killed.

At the same time, a palm is used to control the sky, and the air is captured.

One after another, the airflow swirled, and the space within a radius of ten feet seemed to be pulled and captured by an invisible and intangible force, causing the air to rewind like a tidal wave, turning it into a spiritual shield to resist in front of him.

at last,

The spirit energy in the body was stimulated, and the Xuanyuan body armor covered by the clothes flashed with light visible to the naked eye, and a shield was added to his body again.

As soon as all this is done,

The rockets, water arrows, and wind blades of dozens or hundreds of low-level spells are already tearing the air, and they are shrouded in layers like a gust of wind and rain toward Zhang Qingyuan!

boom boom boom...

One after another low-level spells burst, and the oscillating spiritual energy exploded, and the shock wave visible to the naked eye swept in all directions.

Over the entire arena,

It seems that a huge storm has swept up, hitting the four fields!

Even with the pattern engraved on the edge of the ring, it automatically lights up at this moment, and a light curtain appears, blocking the impact within the ring.

"So strong!"

"Hey, this Fu Xiu is too powerful!"

Among the spectators under the stage, some people saw that Zhang Qingyuan was submerged in low-level magic in an instant, took a breath of cold air, and said in horror.

"There's no power to fight back! But that's because Yang Wenqian's calculations are amazing, not just because of Fu Xiu's strength!"

"That's right, if it was someone else, I'm afraid they might not be able to do this. The Yunyan Step of Zhang Qingyuan Dacheng is not something that any Fu Xiu can easily restrain!"

Everyone praised, and some people saw the key at a glance.

If there is no plan at the beginning, Zhang Qingyuan will be forced to give up the ground and hide in the air, forcing Yang Wenqian into the trap that Yang Wenqian has already prepared.

Dozens and hundreds of low-level spells and talisman attacks, in front of Zhang Qingyuan, who had already cultivated Yunyanbu to Dacheng, I am afraid that it is not easy to avoid it.

Mind, calculation, and strength are all first-class,

Yang Wenqian's performance was naturally applauded by everyone off the stage.

"Can't hide anymore!"

now,

Zhang Qingyuan, who forced the bombardment of this wave of low-level spells, gritted his teeth and said in his heart.

At this time, although Zhang Qingyuan didn't suffer too many injuries, he still looked a little embarrassed. Several holes had been torn open in his outer clothing, revealing the glittering Xuanyuan body armor inside.

He had suffered a lot in the dozens of hundreds of low-level spell attacks before.

It was nothing,

But the hateful thing is that he fell into the opponent's rhythm from the beginning, which made Zhang Qingyuan a little resentful, and at the same time, he was helpless in the face of Yang Wenqian's tortoise shell-like defense.

If you go on like this, you will definitely lose!

Originally, I thought that I would save the cards of Sword Drawing and Sword Intent until the semi-final ranking against Lingyuan Nine Layers, and then I will kill the world with one blow.

But if you don't use it now, you won't even be able to enter the semi-finals, so why hide your tricks!

If the ordinary eighth level of spiritual essence is consummated,

With Zhang Qingyuan's current strength, without using the trump cards of sword drawing and sword intent, there is a steady chance of winning this match.

But unfortunately,

What he met was Yang Wenqian, Fu Xiu, who had both strength and wisdom!

Just when he was thinking about how to use his sword intent to break Yang Wenqian's tortoise shell and end this battle,

Suddenly,

Zhang Qingyuan, who was shrouded in smoke, felt a frightening wave of terror coming from Yang Wenqian not far away!

all of a sudden,

Pupils shrunk to the size of pinpoints!

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