A white real talisman fell behind Su Qin flying backwards and turned into a white cloud exuding a peaceful aura. It not only supported Su Qin's body, but also eased the power that hit Su Qin's body to the greatest extent, causing Su Qin's body to slowly land.

The one who took action was a teacher in the True Fu Sect. This talisman easily showed his powerful realm, but even this teacher in the attack was extremely difficult to see.

In the perception of this teacher, countless crystal rays of light on the young man from Huangtiandao Sect were countless talismans.

Moreover, in his perception, the power of these talismans already existed outside the boy's body, but it did not burst out or dissipate, but it only moved with the boy's intention.

What kind of talisman is this!

How can such a talisman exist in the world?

Su Qin's body fell silently under the support of the soft clouds, and blood overflowed silently from his mouth.

The depths of his pupils were also filled with extreme disappointment and shock.

For him, this was an opportunity to gain recognition and respect from all the young people of the Immortal Talisman Sect in one fell swoop. However, he never expected that this young man from Huangtiandao Sect would show such a method.

Because of his disappointment and shock, a look of resentment appeared on his face.

...

The crystal shiny threads flowing out of the boy's body did not disappear.

As the boy's hands slowly fell, the light threads also pulled the yellow sky above him lower.

These light threads seem to be something that grows in his body, giving people a particularly strange and palpitations.

All the young students of the Immortal Talisman Sect couldn't say anything when they looked at these mysterious and unspeakable light threads.

They could not understand the talismans in these light silks at all. This at least shows that this young man from Huang Tiandao Sect's understanding of runes and the many lines of the running energy of heaven and earth are far above them.

Several wounds on the young man from Huang Tiandao Sect were charred, burning a large area of ​​flesh and blood. He was undoubtedly in pain, but he continued to take a deep breath, stood firm, and then spoke word by word: "Who else will?"

His voice fluttered in the crystal light around his body and came into the ears of these young people in the Immortal Talisman Sect, making these young people in the Immortal Talisman Sect feel their chests inexplicably. It seemed that the sound had changed, stuffing a mass of energy into their chests.

However, this sound came into Zhang Yi's ears, and a part of Zhang Yi's qi suddenly became brighter.

A certain kind of vitality resonated strangely, and then Zhang Yi felt something in her sleeve also glow and began to get hot.

Zhang Yi's mind roared, as if there was a thunder sound. He suddenly realized something and subconsciously said, "He is a talisman."

At this time, in the open space inside the mountain gate of the Xianfu Sect, except for the lingering sound of the boy, there was only a heavy breathing sound.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) His sentence with Qin Opera's voice naturally seemed extremely abrupt at this time.

Murong Xiaoyi turned around suddenly.

She couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and she subconsciously thought it was the sound made by Su Qin. However, after she turned around, she realized that the person who made the sound was Zhang Yi, who everyone looked down upon.

The young man from Huang Tiandao Sect suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Yi standing at the end of the crowd.

Zhang Yi, who was bearing the fierce gaze of everyone, unconsciously lowered his head slightly, but in his perception, his aura and the sword in his robe sleeves became hotter and shiny.

The light and hot feeling in this perception began to remind him of his responsibility at this time.

"I want to give it a try."

He held the hot sword in the sleeve of the robe and said seriously.

There was an uproar.

Especially the classmates who had just walked out of the lecture hall with him, all looked at him with idiots.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Among the students closest to him, a girl had a pale face and said in a cold voice: "Do you think your opinion of you will change at all?"

The girl's emotions at this time represent the emotions of all these young students of the Immortal Talisman Sect.

If you are on the battlefield, when your brothers fall down several times and then come forward, you can still show the courage to be ready to die. However, every time one more disciple of the Immortal Talisman Sect falls, the Immortal Talisman Sect will be more humiliated.

Zhang Yi was not stupid. He understood what the girl and all her classmates meant.

He is a very humble person on weekdays, but this time he did not give in.

"I want to give it a try."

Facing the girl who was blocking him, he said sincerely: "I may win."

"Can you win?"

Someone could no longer bear his answer and shouted angrily: "Even all the classmates can easily understand the talismans, you still say you can win?"

Zhang Yi was a little ashamed, but the hot little sword in his palm seemed to remind him not to retreat, so he took a deep breath and said, "If you can win, I don't have to come out and try."

What he said was the original intention in his heart, but such words fell into the ears of all his classmates, which attracted greater anger.

Murong Xiaoyi's breathing was not smooth. She gritted her teeth and was about to speak out to scold Zhang Yi, but at this moment, a voice sounded: "I'll fight him."

"No matter what you think, I will fight him."

The young man from Huang Tiandao Sect slowly repeated it against everyone's eyes.

"I really don't understand."

The young man still looked stupid and looked at everyone in front of him and said, "Even I can see that he is a very modest person. I really have some confidence in trying it out, why can't you see it?"

"He has always been the worst among our group." One Zhang Yi's classmate couldn't bear it.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) He shouted.

The young man from Huangtiandao Sect glanced at him and said, "Before this, the Huangtiandao Sect was countless times worse than the Immortal Talisman Sect in your eyes."

No one spoke again.

Because Zhang Yi had already moved.

He is a humble gentleman who knows how to be humble, but not many people know that what he decides will continue to move forward with determination than anyone else.

He walked out with the angry and hatred eyes of many people and walked directly in front of the young man in Huangtiandao Sect. Then he bowed to the young man in Huangtiandao Sect to thank him, and then asked: "I'm going to Zhang Yi, please ask the senior brother's name."

The young man from Huang Tiandao Sect bowed and replied, "Le Yi."

Murong Xiaoyi in the crowd was stunned. She woke up at this time. Although she had experienced two battles in front of her, no one seemed to care about the name of the boy from Huang Tiandao Sect, and no one respectfully called the boy a senior brother like Zhang Yi.

"Senior Brother Le is too strong, so I will attack."

Zhang Yi looked at the young man from Huang Tiandao Sect with respect and said.

Le Yi's face gradually became soaring, and he said, "Please."

Murong Xiaoyi's heart began to beat violently.

Before this, she had never looked down on Zhang Yi, but for some reason, she felt something strange was about to happen.

A person's intuition, especially a woman's intuition, is often very correct.

Just as Zhang Yi nodded again to greet him, everyone felt dazzling.

A dazzling light shone out from Zhang Yi's right sleeve.

Murong Xiaoyi tried hard to open her eyes, and she saw the light coming from a small sword that Zhang Yi held tightly in his right hand.

The first feeling this little sword gave her was like a rough stone sword made of a stubborn stone, but at this moment it was emitting light. The light was as bright as moonlight, but it was brighter than sunlight.

Holding the stone sword that emitted countless bright lights, half of Zhang Yi's body seemed to be burning, and it seemed to melt in such light.

In amid an uncontrollable scream, Zhang Yi drew his sword solemnly.

No tricks.

He flew straight forward and stabbed Le Yi in front of him with a sword.

Le Yi's expression became extremely solemn.

He yelled softly and waved his hands forward.

Countless crystal lights with mysterious power swept towards Zhang Yi's body like waves.

Zhang Yi's actions did not change at all.

The crystal lights that seemed to be walking different lines were surprisingly in contact with the sword in his hand one by one.

A soft sound was heard.

When the first crystal light swept the sword in his hand, or the small sword in his hand stabbed the crystal light, the small sword in his hand dimmed, and there were fewer points of light.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!