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"Choke~!"

Accompanied by a short and blunt metal rubbing sound, the strange man had crossed a distance of tens of meters at this time, and a paw directly slapped on the shield light of Daoist Jiufeng.

Fortunately, the talisman used by Uncle Ying for defense was of a high enough level, and its defense power was not bad. When it collided with the opponent's sharp claws, it only became stiff for a moment, and then returned to normal.

However, this talisman or something is just a one-time consumable after all.

After being attacked, the light shield was also unavoidable, and instantly weakened a bit.

Although the range is not large, and you can hardly feel it if you don't look carefully, it is not a good phenomenon.

At this time, although the strange man's figure was temporarily stopped by the shield light, his ferocity remained undiminished, and he continued to attack and kill him waving his sharp claws like knives.

Seeing this, Lin Daochang didn't dare to take it too seriously, so he quickly distracted himself, while secretly commanding the blue sword talisman to continue to attack and contain the Onmyoji in the distance, while pulling out the golden big sword he used for body protection. sword.

With the middle finger and index finger together, taking advantage of the bloody wound, he wiped the sword with his fingertips, and a blazing glow immediately attached to the magic sword.

He resisted a few attacks from the opponent with the shield light, and then he held the big sword in his hand and slashed at the evil thing in front of him.

However, although Lin Daochang is agile and physically capable, that is only for ordinary people.

What he is good at is, after all, spells such as drawing talismans to exorcise ghosts. At this time, when he really meets a master of melee combat, it seems a bit stretched.

Even at this moment, Lin Daochang's main opponent is also a monster.

But those who can resist the gossip golden light on their heads and still have no reaction, how can they be ordinary monsters?

At this moment, just relying on his agile figure and sharp claws, within a few jumps, the strange man was already playing around with Uncle Ying in the shield light.

The whole figure was like a bloody flame, flying up and down around Uncle Ying's body, avoiding the sword attack, while waving a pair of sharp claws at the shield light frequently.

"噗~!" "Choke!" "Cangcang~"...

All of a sudden, various sonorous sounds spread throughout the audience~

And under the continuous attrition, the shield light around Daoist Jiufeng's body also began to become weaker and weaker.

All the people in the audience watching around couldn't help but sweat for him.

Under such circumstances, Uncle Ying was naturally very anxious when he was within the shield light.

Unknowingly, the cyan sword talisman that he was manipulating distractedly also became dull.

When the onmyoji on the opposite side saw this, he was shocked immediately, let out a low drink, and then two stern lights burst out from his eyes.

Reaching out to his pocket, he took out another stack of talismans.

Looking at it, it seems that it is only the mass-produced consumables before, but it is enough to reverse Uncle Ying on the opposite side!

Ever since, in the following time, all kinds of wind blades, fireballs, and hailstones began to shoot out on the field again.

The difference is that this time Uncle Ying is only unilaterally defending passively.

The appearance of this unfavorable situation also immediately caused the spectators to feel anxious, including Uncle Ying's teacher, Aunt Cane, who had unconsciously stood up from his seat at this time, and his face was full of worry.

Of course, those who spontaneously expressed their concern and eagerness to Uncle Ying were naturally only the Huaxia audience.

This is great news for the spectators from the archipelago on the other side of the arena and the contestants.

At this time, they had already started clamoring.

Holding a small piece of paper with a plaster flag painted on it, a round fan, etc. in his hand, he kept waving back and forth, cheering loudly for the onmyoji on his side.

As the person involved, Uncle Ying naturally sensed something was wrong at this moment.

Facing the continuous attacks of magic spells, claw strikes, and the weakening body shield light, he knew that he had no way to retreat, and it was time to desperately fight!

So, a look of determination flashed on his face, he quickly bit the tip of his tongue, and quickly put the sword in his hand on his chest.

At the same time, he made a tactic with one hand, a flash of inspiration appeared in his palm, and the index finger and middle finger pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows.

Slowly, he began to close his eyes, with a solemn and solemn expression, and read aloud.

"As long as you suffer badly, you will be inspired~!"

"Maoshan Ji hits the real magic skills, the eight marshals show their supernatural powers~!

Although Mr. Jiuhou is drunk, he also knows the wind from east to west, north and south~! "

"Disciple raises his eyes to look at the blue sky, all the masters are by his side!"

"Respectfully invite the patriarch to come to me!"

"Respectfully invite the patriarch to come to me!"

"Respectfully invite the patriarch to come to me!"

As the incantations in his mouth continued to be recited, basically every time he recited a sentence, Uncle Ying would follow closely and stomp his foot on the ground fiercely.

Until the smoke and dust billowed up, the dust billowed, and a small pit was stepped on the compacted ground under his feet, and a trace of pure blood began to flow out of his mouth.

Above the sky, the color of the light that had been dimmed due to the gathering of wind and clouds unexpectedly changed accordingly.

A beam of golden light shone impressively~

The golden light seemed to appear out of thin air, as if it came from another dimensional space and fell from the high sky.

It directly penetrated the dark clouds above the arena, covering Uncle Ying below.

The next moment, a strange bolt of lightning followed Guanghua and struck directly on Uncle Ying's head.

It seemed to be extremely fast, but it didn't even hurt a single hair of Uncle Ying himself, as if it was just an illusion.

This whole process seemed a little weird.

It happened in front of everyone's eyes and could be observed by everyone present, but it seemed slow but fast, as if time stopped at this moment.

The bewitching man who was fiercely attacking and killing with his claws, the onmyoji facing him with a murderous face, the flying fireball from the flying flame buds, the icy hail, the little girl in the auditorium with her hands clasped on her chest, The people watching the battle from the island nation were spitting and flying, and Yuan Datou, who was holding the arm of the chair tightly on the rostrum, stared wide-eyed...

Including Liang Yue, who was holding a teacup with a focused expression, and everyone present were frozen in place at this moment!

"Boom~"

The next moment, a burst of scattered golden clouds suddenly erupted from Uncle Ying's body.

It seems to be choppy, but there is no dust or debris that can accumulate.

But the strange man who was waving his claws to hit him fiercely was blown away in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Ying, who had his eyes tightly closed, slowly opened them, and the golden light was restrained in them.

The appearance is still the same as before, but Uncle Ying's expression, demeanor, and even the temperament and demeanor of the whole person at the moment have quietly undergone earth-shaking changes.

Detached from things, indifferent to all beings, humble and gentle, heroic and martial...

It seems that his whole body has never been stained with a speck of dust, like a pure and boundless cloud, roaming freely between the heaven and the earth.

"Huh~"

Facing the strange man flying in front of him, and the island nation's onmyoji behind him, Uncle Ying's mouth curled up, revealing a slight smile.

The sword that was originally upright in his hand just swung lightly, as if he was just wiping away the dust in front of him with floating dust, soft and natural.

An extremely subtle and extremely solid sword energy was shot out accordingly.

The strange man, and the Onmyoji who was tens of meters behind, were divided into two almost in no particular order in an instant!

No matter it is the hard claws and skin, or the magic weapon surrounding the body, it can't stop it in half!

While the blood was splashing, the golden light hanging from the sky began to narrow accordingly, shrinking continuously at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, there was only a glimmer of brilliance left.

Seeing this at this moment, Uncle Ying's originally indifferent eyes also changed, and a trace of strangeness disappeared quietly.

Immediately afterwards, an imperceptible golden light flew out from his head, chasing the golden light above.

In an instant, it disappeared from the sight of everyone present!

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