Mortal Mage

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As Bu Dazhen finished speaking, a golden copper stick as thin as a silver needle emerged from his storage ring. Then, with a clang, it grew to about seven feet long and fell into his hand. He then turned his head to glance at Ye Buwen beside him and whispered quickly, "Old Ye, seal the talisman. Don't let any of them go!"

Ye Buwen seemed to have been prepared. He immediately waved his hand and a dense stream of red talismans gushed out from the ring on his finger. The red talismans shone with dazzling red light spots, growing from small to large, and "buzzing" around the room like a bee that had lost its direction. Immediately, his fingers intertwined and flew out, and he whispered quickly: "The universe is boundless, yin and yang are in order, all the talismans have orders, listen to my command!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the finger gestures suddenly intertwined into a red talisman that appeared in the void. On the talisman, one could faintly make out eight small characters written in a flamboyant style.

"Pardon the Thunder of Heaven, Seal the Forbidden Land"

"seal up!"

Ye Buwen shouted loudly and began to rotate the talisman in his hand. At the same time, the densely packed red talismans in the room shot out of the room in an orderly manner from the window paper with "bang bang bang bang" as if they had received an order.

Outside the Huamanlou attic, countless talismans emitting red light tightly wrapped the entire attic.

"Mingxuan."

Li Jing stood in front of Zhang Mingxuan with her delicate body, a hint of uneasiness on her brows: "Unless you kill him, there is no way he can escape." She moved her gaze to Ye Buwen who was manipulating the runes.

Hearing this, Zhang Mingxuan first glanced at Que'er, who looked extremely uncomfortable.

Que'er noticed Zhang Mingxuan's gaze, and seemed to use all her strength to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. Then she raised her jade hand to cover the wound on her chest, retreated to Zhang Mingxuan's right side, sighed lightly, lowered her head and said nothing.

Although I don't know what level of cultivation Que'er has, it is obvious that he is seriously injured and is probably of little use now.

However, with Li Jing's cultivation level at the middle stage of foundation building, he was no match for Bu Dazhen and Ye Buwen.

Zhang Mingxuan shifted his gaze to Huo Xian and whispered, "Don't worry."

Unless it is absolutely necessary, Haofen must not be allowed to take action. Besides, he still has the Tengyun Bracelet on him, so he is not without the ability to fight.

Upon hearing this, Huo Fen gently stroked Zhang Mingxuan's slender waist and swam lightly to the left side of Zhang Mingxuan.

Bu Dazhen held the stick in one hand and rubbed his lips with the other. He glanced at the three women beside Zhang Mingxuan with his eyelids raised. He nodded with a somewhat sarcastic smile and said in a shrill voice: "Minister Zhang, I'm kidding you. You are a cowardly scholar, and you are worthy of bringing along these top-notch girls?"

The corner of his mouth seemed to be tearing off a piece of flesh. Full of arrogance, he stared at Li Jing and sneered: "Tsk tsk, isn't this Prince Li? The world is so unfair, your transformation is really amazing!" His eyes looked at Li Jing's body like a venomous snake: "In Taicang, I felt that the python robe ruined your delicate beauty, but now? Tsk tsk - it's really a disaster from heaven, your face and figure are a hundred times more attractive than those top prostitutes who have been selling for ten years in the office! Your reversal really makes me jealous."

Li Jing heard his foul language, and the jade sword in his hand trembled uncontrollably. He shouted angrily, "Traitor, you stole my father's spirit stone and destroyed my Taicang foundation. I will avenge my father!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he thrust his sword at Bu Dazhen, who swung his stick to block. With a "clang" sound, the two men immediately started fighting.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Bu Dazhen laughed wildly and wantonly, the copper stick in his hand made a "ting ting" sound and exploded, and he easily blocked Li Jing's attack with one hand: "If you were a 'dragon among men' before, you are now a 'phoenix in the sky'. Damn it, I see you are a phoenix that has fallen into a chicken coop, and I am itching to crush you!" He said while hitting, and at the same time glanced at Zhang Mingxuan with disdain, sneering:

"Minister Zhang, I'm not happy that a loser like you can enjoy such a great fortune! But having said that, I want to let you know today that the stick in my hand is specially used to hit beautiful women! No matter how beautiful or glamorous she is, I can still hit her back to the mortal world and turn her into a rag in a brothel!" As Bu Dazhen said this, the spiritual power in his body began to flow to the copper stick. The copper stick gradually began to produce green copper rust as if it had experienced the passage of time. The thing that looked like copper rust faintly emitted a green light. His tone was contemptuous and his eyes were full of contempt. While fighting, he did not forget to look at Que'er:

"Looking at your overwhelming spiritual energy, I can guess that you are a spirit beast in disguise, right? I have seen fairies and touched their flesh. Those women, apart from looking weird, have all been torn to pieces and roasted by me. But you, a spirit beast, are much fairer than them." He rolled his eyes at Zhang Mingxuan and continued to sneer, "What's the point of you hiding behind this coward? You'll have to kneel down and beg for mercy in a few breaths!"

Li Jingfei's sword was wrapped in sword flowers and hung in the air. He lifted the sword and stabbed it. Each move was filled with powerful true energy.

However, she and Bu Dazhen were at a whole realm apart and she was no match for him at all. After fighting for more than a dozen moves, the internal energy in her body was exhausted. She became anxious and hastily retracted her sword, trying to withdraw.

"Brother Bu, stop talking nonsense. I think some of the nearby cultivators have been alerted. Let's fight quickly and make it a success."

The fingers on Ye Buwen's hands began to dance, and the talismans outside the attic window began to wrap up the whistling wind, swirling and circling, as if they had exerted all their strength.

Upon hearing this, Bu Dazhen said nothing more. He gathered all his spiritual power into the stick, leaped up, raised the stick and smashed it at Li Jing. "Prince Li, go reunite with Li Si!"

Everyone around could clearly feel that the aura in Li Jing's sword could never withstand Bu Dazhen's chopping stick.

If there was no external help, Li Jing would be either dead or disabled if he was blocked by this move.

"Hello, save her!"

At this moment, Zhang Mingxuan shouted quickly.

Upon hearing this, Hao Fen’s body turned into white mist and he was about to take action.

At the same time, a strong whistling sound was heard from outside the attic; "Magpie, are you making such a big fuss just to catch a piece of trash?"

“It’s Yu Qianshou.”

Que'er's face turned paler and paler, and her voice trembled: "If he finds out that I killed his daughter and pretended to be his daughter for so long, he will never let me go."

"Enter my ring."

"what?"

When Que'er was puzzled, he turned his head and saw Zhang Mingxuan raised his left hand, and the golden storage ring on the ring finger of his left hand suddenly caused ripples in space.

"This is a storage ring, not an ordinary storage ring."

Zhang Mingxuan explained quickly, and Que'er had no time to care about anything else at this moment. His body softened and turned into a colorful sparrow, flying into the ring.

Seeing the magpie flying into the ring, he quickly closed his palms, and the spirit pattern spear slipped into his hand. At the same time, the soaring cloud bracelet suddenly transformed to his wrist. He stepped forward with the spear in hand and sent a message to Li Jing: "I'll raid the formation."

As he spoke, he used the true techniques of Thirteen Guns of the Rapids, executed all the moves, and charged into the formation.

The river outside the building is full of flowers.

Yu Qianshou stepped on the flying sword and flew towards the attic like a meteor. At the same time, the magic power surged around his body, pulling the river water under his feet. The river water turned into sharp water arrows, which broke through the wind with a "swish" sound and shot directly at the many talismans wrapped outside the attic.

In the attic.

Ye Buwen's brows suddenly tightened; "Brother Bu, there's a weirdo outside!"

"Damn it, do you know what kind of cultivation it is?"

Bu Dazhen took a breath of cold air, but the copper stick in his hand was still powerful as he chopped straight towards Li Jing.

At this moment, the room was suddenly filled with white mist, and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. Then there was a "clang" sound, and the copper stick fell to the ground, but it hit nothing, and a big hole was smashed on the floor. The true energy force emitted by it "boomed" to the four walls of the room, and the whole attic suddenly shook and was about to collapse.

"Brother Bu!"

Ye Buwen exclaimed in a hurry, "Quickly use your treasure to escape! The person coming is in the Nascent Soul Stage!"

Upon hearing this, Bu Dazhen was so shocked that his eyes became like copper bells.

When did he provoke the old Yuanying monster? At the same time, what was the reason for the sudden white mist in the room? Even if he had thousands of questions at this time, he didn't care. With his other hand, he quickly took out a golden talisman from the ring and was about to activate it, but he heard a "chi" sound, and a drop of crystal water arrow broke through the talisman sealed outside the attic, shot into the window, and pierced his face.

As time passed, he swung his stick to block the incoming water drops and activated the talisman with his left hand.

There was a loud "jing" sound, and the water droplet knocked the copper stick out of Bu Dazhen's hand.

The force of the pounding carried the copper rod, making a deafening "bang" sonic boom and creating a big hole in the attic roof.

The aftermath of the impact sent the copper stick flying into the sky.

In the white mist, Hao Fen dragged Li Jingliu's waist and leaned towards Zhang Mingxuan; "Master, do you want to leave or fight?"

Before Zhang Mingxuan could answer, Li Jing pushed Hao Feng away, and at the same time her body softened and she almost fell down: "I must kill this bastard." At this time, the true energy in her body had been exhausted, and she had no strength to fight anymore.

Zhang Mingxuan held the gun in both hands and looked at Li Jing with pity in his eyes.

He knew that Li Jing still had a knot in his heart, and was now being insulted by Bu Dazhen, so he was obviously furious. Although he wanted to persuade him, he found it difficult to say it out loud.

Besides, Bu Dazhen and Ye Buwen also know about Canglang’s past. If they are not killed, Canglang’s affairs will be leaked by them sooner or later.

Thinking of Canglang, a myriad of thoughts ran through his mind. He lowered his eyelids slightly, glanced at the Tengyun bracelet on his wrist, gritted his teeth, looked at Haofen, and nodded.

Since Hao Fen's cultivation level has been exposed now, he doesn't need to worry too much. If he doesn't get rid of these two people, there will be endless troubles in the future.

"Help me."

"Well, Master, follow my guidance of the phantom mist."

After Lao Fen finished speaking, she disappeared into the mist. Zhang Mingxuan only felt a quick breeze blowing through the mist, and heard Lao Fen whispering in his ear, "Master, are you ready?"

Hearing this, Zhang Mingxuan channeled his Dantian spiritual power onto the Spiritual Pattern Spear, which began to heat up slightly. He nodded gently; "Yes."

The Thirteen Shots of the Torrent is a top-grade martial art, with a total of thirteen killing methods. With his current level of cultivation, he can only unleash 30% of the power of this martial art.

However, if paired with the Tengyun Bracelet, 30% of the power is enough.

"Seven steps ahead."

Zhang Mingxuan heard the sound of a scream, and then the thick fog in front of him was blown away, revealing Bu Dazhen's back.

Bu Dazhen felt a chill on his back, and a fierce murderous intent quickly attacked him. He turned around abruptly, and saw a silver spear flashing with cold light reaching his chest. He screamed angrily: "Minister Zhang, you think you can get the upper hand by following the fox demon's phantom mist? You are too naive!" As he said that, a neon sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He turned around quickly, and with a "swish" he flicked away Zhang Mingxuan's gun blade, turned over and charged into the gun, then rushed towards Zhang Mingxuan.

Zhang Mingxuan thought that Bu Dazhen had lost his copper stick, so he took advantage of the opportunity and rushed in to get rid of him with certainty. Although he thought that the other party might have other weapons to defend himself, he did not expect that his reaction would be so quick and he would be in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Once a gun is brought close to a sword, it has no advantage at all.

"Brother Bu, I can't hold on any longer. That old monster outside is about to break my talisman."

At this moment, Ye Buwen's rough shouting was heard from the thick fog.

At the same time, Bu Dazhen was only one step away from Zhang Mingxuan. He snorted coldly, drew his sword and slashed at Zhang Mingxuan's neck, shouting: "Minister Zhang, I advise you to be a pig in your next life and don't mess around with good cabbages!"

There was a buzzing sound.

Red light and water splashed outside the room, and the talisman that sealed outside the attic began to shake. With a crisp "crack", the talisman seal turned into ashes and scattered all over the sky.

Yu Qianshou's figure was like a flash of lightning, passing through the broken seal and rushing straight into the attic.

"Que'er, your father is here to save you!"

His eyes were as cold as ice, and the magic power he displayed was like a water dragon, circling into the room and instantly falling into the illusion of Haofen.

The white mist in the room was stirred by Yu Qianshou's magical power. The mist was turbulent and dissipated in a moment, leaving a clear outline of the room.

At the same time, a white shadow, trailing white mist, flew out of the window from the room.

Yu Qianshou looked closely and saw that the long sword in his hand had pierced through the chest of a bearded man. At the door of the room lay a middle-aged man with a yellow face and a weak breath, and a man in a python robe was kneeling at his feet.

There was no trace of Que'er and Zhang Mingxuan.

"Who are you? Why are you here?!"

Yu Qianshou's voice was like the cold wind in winter, icy and biting.

The neon sword in Bu Dazhen's hand fell to the ground with a clang, blood gushed out of his chest, and he mumbled incoherently, "I, I, I will kill... you, you..."

"Where did this stepping stone come from to block my sect's important business!"

Yu Qianshou's eyes were full of fire and he was furious. He twisted the flying sword in his hand and raised it. With a "swish" sound, the flying sword cut Bu Dazhen's body in half. Immediately, the flying sword emitted a bloodthirsty red light.

He kicked half of Bu Dazhen's body out of the window, pointed his sword at Ye Buwen, and shouted hoarsely, "Where's Que'er!"

Ye Buwen raised his eyes slightly, took out a black pill from the ring, and put it into his mouth.

Yu Qianshou's eyes were full of bloodshot. He took two steps forward and kicked the pill in Ye Buwen's hand away. He suppressed his voice and asked again, "Where is my daughter Que'er?"

Ye Buwen only felt that the pressure emanating from the man in front of him was like a tide, as if even the light became dim under his power. He seemed to use up all his strength, pulled out the ring on his finger, and begged: "God, spare my life..."

"What use do I have for your broken ring?"

Yu Qianshou raised his sword and slashed down.

A cold light flashed.

Ye Buwen's head rolled down from his shoulders with a gurgling sound, and the lid on his head closed slightly, without any sound.

Yu Qianshou turned around and extended his spiritual sense, looking down at Song Qu, who was kneeling beside him with a deathly pale face. His voice suddenly became kind: "Do you know what happened in the room before I came here?"

Song Qu stared at Yu Qianshou with lifeless eyes, his cramped body backed away repeatedly, shaking his head wildly, his whole body shaking violently, and his crotch smelled of urine and feces.

Yu Qianshou sniffed, snorted, turned over, went out of the window, and left on his sword.