Urban Witcher

Zhang Xiaohan raised his right hand, took out a Five Emperors coin with his left hand, and drew an X forcefully on his palm, blood overflowed from his palm.

The people present were a little moved when they saw this scene. What the mage did meant that he was going to have a life-and-death battle with the opponent, and he would never die.

"Ye Shaoyang, today you and I are the only one who can leave alive, do you dare?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Shaoyang shook his head.

Everyone was in an uproar. It's all here, and you dare not bet your life with others?

"Childish." Ye Shaoyang sighed, and said: "At this point today, it's life and death. Do you still need such a naive procedure? How long will it take for such a big wound to heal?"

While sighing, he took out the copper coin and drew an X on his palm.

"Pretentious." Sibao and Wu Jiawei said in unison.

Zhang Xiaohan didn't say anything, just rushed forward, with his left hand forming a seal, palm up, five black air flew out from between five fingers, surrounded Ye Shaoyang, and attacked fiercely.

"Five dynasties vitality!" The crowd of onlookers erupted in exclamation.

There are always people who are masters of Taoism. Although I don't know how to do it, I can tell at a glance that this is the most powerful spell of the Taoist sect, Wuchao Yuanqi, and I am immediately shocked.

"Actually learned five dynasties vitality! No wonder the magic guild values ​​him so much."

Yun Chunsheng, Ziyun Zhenren and other masters of several sects stood together to watch the duel. Seeing that Zhang Xiaohan had used the vitality of the Five Dynasties as soon as he came up, they exchanged glances, and their expressions were all dim.

They had secretly investigated Zhang Xiaohan a long time ago. Although they knew that he was extremely powerful, they knew nothing about the spells he practiced. Zhang Xiaohan also wanted to show off today. It is also determined to stand up.

With this skill alone, he is qualified to become the first disciple and call for fellow disciples.

"Chunchun, your successor is in danger." Master Ziyun patted Yun Chunsheng on the shoulder and said.

Yun Chunsheng knew that he was referring to Ye Shaoyang, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, he is not my descendant, he is from Lingbozi's side."

Master Ziyun snorted, and said: "Don't hide it, Lingbozi has already closed the mountain for self-cultivation, how can there be such a great personal disciple. I have been observing for a long time, and this kid is using the authentic Xuanqingshan magic. It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, but you shouldn't let him die, if he is really talented, it would be better if you train him for a few more years, you are too anxious."

Yun Chunsheng asked, "What do you mean?"

"This piece of Xiaohan has already cultivated five dynasties vitality. There is no opponent below the second generation of disciples in the world. Your descendant is aggressive, but I am afraid that you will die here today. At that moment, you will not be able to save it."

Yun Chunsheng was startled, and said, "Fuck you, I hope he is my heir."

Master Ziyun was not angry, he called a few old fellows over, formed a circle, and said in a low voice: "Chunchun, the successor, is very talented, haven't you been looking for young disciples who can compete with the magic guild?" , I think this kid can take on this important task, and we can train together well, and in time, we may not be able to compete with Zhang Xiaohan."

Zen Master Liaochen said: "Ah Zi, it's easy for you to think, but this kid has made an agreement to fight to the death with Zhang Xiaohan, I'm afraid that he will die here today, and there is no way to save him."

These old guys are all masters of a school. They are usually enshrined in various ways in their own sect. They tease each other, and they don't always speak seriously.

Master Ziyun said: "You just don't understand. If it weren't for this, what would I talk to you about? I mean, when this kid is defeated, we will take the first shot and save him..."

Zen Master Dayan from Jiuchong Mountain said: "No, no, it's a gambling fight. When the time comes, we will save people, and the Magic Guild will definitely not let it go."

"The big deal is to fight, and it won't really do anything. As long as we old guys are united, the Magic Guild will definitely not really tear up the face. When the time comes to say something nice, Zhang Xiaohan's anger will disappear, and the two sides will stop here, isn't it? better."

After discussing for a while, everyone felt that this method was feasible.

Zen Master Dayan said to Yun Chunsheng: "This kid is your heir. At that time, you have to stand up and speak out. We will all support you."

"I really don't know him, why would I lie to you!" Yun Chunsheng was depressed.

"Don't hide it. It's about the future of the magic world. We don't envy him as your disciple of Xuanqing Mountain." Chan Master Dayan spoke earnestly.

The rest of the people also nodded in support of this point of view. Yun Chunsheng was helpless and couldn't explain clearly, so he agreed. Several people separated and looked towards the battlefield again.

The five streams of black air each formed a swirling flow and were absorbed on different parts of Ye Shaoyang's body: the top of the head, the shoulders, and the two wrists, all of which were the gates of life. Zhang Xiaohan's intention is obvious, as long as one acupuncture point is breached, the three souls and seven souls in Ye Shaoyang's body will be lost, but Ye Shaoyang's method of arranging a barrier is extremely stable against the attack of the vitality of the five dynasties.

"This is not the real vitality of the five dynasties. It is deduced from the five directions of Buddhism. It is a pirated version. You can bluff others, but you can't bluff me." Ye Shaoyang said while practicing.

Zhang Xiaohan was taken aback, and said, "How did you know?"

"My senior brother did this before, and he gave up this thing after he learned the true five-dynasty vitality. I have seen the game you are playing now eight lifetimes ago."

"Your senior brother... who is your senior brother? Impossible, it is impossible for the world to have true vitality of the five dynasties!"

"My senior brother is someone you can't afford to ask."

Ye Shaoyang took out eight pieces of five emperor coins and struck them forward.

"Qian Ding Bamen, Gang Qi Yun Sheng, hurry like a law!"

Eight five emperor coins fell in front of him, forming a five-pointed star shape.

Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation!

The eight copper coins each shot out spiritual light, covering Ye Shaoyang's whole body, and instantly drove the vitality of the Five Dynasties away from his body by a distance of three inches, forming a confrontation.

Master Ziyun rubbed Yun Chunsheng with his arm, and said: "You still say that you are not the heir, the eight-door golden lock is not your family's direct heir, Lingbozi knows this?"

Yun Chunsheng was speechless in a daze.

A figure flitted in front of Yun Chunsheng, it was Aunt Gui.

"Old Ancestor Yun, you are a good disciple."

Yun Chunsheng coughed dryly, stiffened his neck and said, "That's right, this is my descendant of Xuanqing Mountain."

Aunt Gui smiled and said: "It seems that today's event has been planned by you for a long time."

Yun Chunsheng spoke righteously, and said boldly: "Your guild can't take over the world of human magic, and I, Xuanqing Mountain, will always be in charge of the world."

Master Ziyun hurriedly said: "To tell you the truth, not only Xuanqing Mountain, we all have a share in today's matter. The world is in charge, and the sect is in the lead. Naturally, we can't sit idly by!"

(End of this chapter)——