Shenwu Evil Emperor

Chapter 926 Eighteen-game losing streak
Thousands of disciples of the Sky Curse Sect gathered in the courtyard, and their eyes fell on Ling Yuchen with complicated eyes, but no one stepped forward to invite a fight.

If it was said that everyone was still hot-headed at the beginning, and wanted to step on Ling Yuchen to become famous, but after witnessing the defeat of all 18 people in a row, their hot heads calmed down.

The 18 people participating in the competition are all famous disciples on the nine peaks of the Heavenly Mantra Sect. Although they are not top-notch, their attainments in Talisman and Dao are also very extraordinary, ranking among the top [-] among thousands of disciples on each mountain peak figure.

In the eighteen competitions, there was almost no repeated competition content. They competed on the speed of refining talismans, identifying ancient talismans, and arranging talisman arrays... and none of them won the victory.

For a moment, the courtyard that was so noisy just now quieted down, and every disciple of the Sky Curse Sect looked very ugly, without brilliance, only embarrassment.

At the same time, at the peak of Qingfu Peak, there is a stone pavilion standing in a beautiful world, and there are four or five figures sitting in the pavilion, among them is Dong Shanhe who has just separated from Ling Yuchen, all of them are watching from afar , looking at the changes in the situation below.

Among these people were the peak master of the Heavenly Mantra Sect, some famous elders, and some deputy sect masters. They were all speechless at the moment, their faces were flat, and there were not many changes.

"Old Xu, what do you think of this son?" Dong Shanhe asked an old man in gray.

"The talisman dao is very accomplished. It doesn't look like a young person, but is extremely mature. And some of the techniques have never been seen by me. It's strange." Old Xu in the gray shirt frowned slightly and said inexplicably. .

"Dong Shanhe, what are your plans for inviting him to our sect? Do you want to..." The man who spoke was a weak man with a slightly sickly pale face and a cold look in his eyes.

Seeing that several people were looking at him, Dong Shanhe shook his head and said: "I invited him to come, of course to discuss the talisman, and the matter of the military talisman. I have no other intentions, let alone take the opportunity to take his life. Moreover, this person Dare to come, I am afraid that even if I have this plan, it may not be successful."

"Hey, Shanhe, don't you think highly of this person? Although our Heavenly Curse Sect is not good at killing, it's easier to take his life than to crush an ant." The frail man continued.

Dong Shanhe put his hands on his knees, frowned and said in thought: "I don't think it's that simple. I always feel that he has a background that we don't know, and we can't just shoot at will. You also know about the soldier talisman. If something goes wrong, then things will be bad. The soldier talisman is a big foundation of my Heavenly Curse Sect, and it is even more face. Once it is spread, everyone will bear the consequences I'm sorry..."

For a moment, everyone nodded slightly.

……

In the courtyard, Ling Yuchen looked around, and glanced at every face present, but no one looked at him. Those who were swept by him either lowered their heads or looked around, their eyes dodging.

"Thanks to everyone, you came here to compete with me, but it's getting late, so let's stop here for today's competition." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, several disciples of the Heavenly Curse Sect wanted to stop him, but they opened their mouths, but no sound came out. It is not important to lose the bet of 1000 million Chaos Stones, but no one wants to continue to lose face.

An eighteen-game losing streak is already embarrassing enough, and it would be ridiculous if it was spread out. If it was a twenty or thirty losing streak, it would be even more embarrassing.

Feng Qing'er has been standing in front of the door watching the battle, her heart was beating rapidly because of excitement, her pretty cheeks were flushed, she was even more charming and flirtatious. No one on the other side dared to step forward again, but this courage and method alone had already made her heart sway.

Seeing Ling Yuchen leave, the disciples of the Heavenly Curse Sect outside the door left quietly and disheveled, which was completely different from the vigorous and extremely noisy scene when they came.

After returning to the room, Ling Yuchen took out a magic circle, waved his hands, and set up a simple magic circle, which has the functions of defense and warning, and can hide the sound, and isolate the spiritual consciousness from spying secretly.

As soon as she sat down on the chair, Feng Qing'er brought a cup of tea in time, and she sat beside her gracefully,
There was a smile on the corner of Ling Yuchen's mouth. He was not only happy to win various genius treasures of nearly [-] million Chaos Stones, but also because he had some insights during these eighteen fights!

Eighteen fights, different venues, and even more comparisons with different people, benefited him a lot in the way of talisman.

He looked at Feng Qing'er, who was as beautiful as a lotus in clear water, thought for a while, took out a jade slip, held it in his palm, and handed it to her after a while.

"Qing'er, here are some of my understanding of the Dao of Talismans, and some of Master Hou's Dao of Talisman skills, you can use them to learn, and if you don't understand, come and ask me."

"it is good."

Feng Qing'er glanced at Ling Yuchen with a complicated expression, responded, and went to the side to contemplate.

Ling Yuchen knew that Feng Qing'er had always been obsessed with talisman Taoism, and her aptitude for practicing talisman Taoism was not too bad. Now her attainments were comparable to ordinary disciples of the Sky Curse Sect, but compared with him, she was much worse, because he had obtained talisman The Secret Record of the Talisman, the Disk of the Talisman, and a part of the inheritance and integration of the Talisman, so that it is advancing by leaps and bounds.

However, he will never forget the people around him, let alone treasure himself.

After resting for a while, he took out the red vermilion fruit he had won and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Boom!"

The red vermilion fruit melted in his mouth, and a scorching energy radiated out, making his whole body extremely dry and hot, his blood boiled a little, and he felt a little tingling, but it was very happy, and the blood and flesh essence lost by the rebirth of the broken arm also began Slowly make up for it.

"readily."

Ling Yuchen shouted in his heart, closed his eyes, and began to absorb it heartily.

……

After more than a dozen bouts were over, Ling Yuchen, who was completely victorious, didn't take this matter to heart, let alone the slightest bit of complacency or arrogance.

However, the disciples of the Heavenly Curse Sect who were present all felt that their faces were in pain, as if they had been slapped eighteen times in a row.

Therefore, after they dispersed, many people went to visit the real top disciples of their respective peaks, the top ten figures, and invited these people to go, teach Ling Yuchen a lesson, and regain their face.

These people are all comparable to Duan Zishan, and some are even better. After being visited, none of them agreed with certainty.

These people can become the top disciples of the Nine Peaks of the Heavenly Mantra Sect. Not only are they extremely talented in talismanic dao, but they are also intelligent people who will not act recklessly and act after planning everything.

They were not sure about Ling Yuchen's victory, so they were unwilling to fight lightly. If they won, everyone would be happy, but if they stumbled and were crushed, their faces would be dull.

Overnight, the news that Ling Yuchen, who left 99 names on the Fujie Monument, came to the Sky Curse Sect and defeated 18 people in a row was widely spread, and almost everyone knew about it.

In the early morning of the next day, Ling Yuchen walked out of the residence, stood on the stone platform in front of the door, looked up, and saw that the mist was shrouded in the air, constantly churning, like a raging river at one moment, and then like a thousand horses roaring together, the weather is extraordinary , Gradually it seemed to change into a battlefield of thousands of armies, and there was even a faint sound of horses screaming and people roaring.

"Yuchen, what are you looking at?"

Feng Qing'er, who was wearing a green dress, walked up to her with light steps, and asked softly.

"I'm watching the weather of the Sky Curse Sect."

Ling Yuchen smiled, and wrapped her arms around Feng Qing'er's slender and soft waist, which made the beauty's cheeks flush slightly, making her even more charming.

At this time, a burst of hearty laughter was suddenly heard from a distance: "Then dare to ask Mr. Ling, how is the weather in our Heavenly Mantra Sect?"

The person who spoke was Dong Shanhe. He stepped on the void and walked with his hands behind his back. He looked at Ling Yuchen with bright eyes.

Ling Yuchen saluted first, then called Master Dong Feng, and then answered the other party's question: "The Heavenly Mantra Sect is the largest talisman sect in Donglong, and there is no one who can rank above it in the Chiyue Continent. Naturally, it is magnificent and prosperous. image."

"Really?" Dong Shanhe fell from the sky, walked up to him, and asked with a smile.

"That's natural. As long as the Jiuchong Mountain doesn't fall, the Sky Mantra Sect will survive." Ling Yuchen laughed.

This sentence seemed to be a compliment, but it made Dong Shanhe pause. He raised his eyes and looked at Ling Yuchen slightly differently from just now. It seemed that he was a little more suspicious, but in an instant, he returned to normal.

"Master Ling, how about we go to the top of the mountain?" Dong Shanhe invited.

"I dare not refuse." Ling Yuchen responded.

The three of them flew up and went directly to the top of Qingfu Peak. When they arrived at the stone pavilion on the top of the mountain, Ling Yuchen saw three people sitting there, and seven or eight people standing aside.

Dong Shanhe opened his mouth to introduce, the three people sitting were all high-ranking figures of the Sky Curse Sect, the thin and pale man with a sickly face was Li Wenbai, the peak master of Killing Fu Peak, one of the nine peaks of the Sky Curse Sect, and the old man in gray was Tian Xu Yuanzhang, the elder of the Tianfu Peak of the Curse Sect, the last square-faced man is a deputy lord of the Curse Sect, named Zhuge Yun. As for the seven or eight people standing around the stone pavilion, they are some of the most outstanding people in the Curse Sect. disciple.

Ling Yuchen greeted the three of them one by one, and when he saw the standing disciples of the Heavenly Mantra Sect, he waved his hands and said, "These brothers and sisters of the noble sect are all standing aside, how can I sit alone."

Xu Yuanzhang said with a smile: "You are a guest, you should sit down, and everyone else, um, sit down too."

After Ling Yuchen and Feng Qing'er sat down in the stone pavilion, the disciples of the Heavenly Curse Sect who surrounded them also took out their chairs and sat around.

As soon as he was seated, Li Wenbai of Killing Talisman Peak asked aloud: "Ling Yuchen, in the competition at the Martial Arts Field in the Imperial Capital, did you cast a military talisman?"

Ling Yuchen looked up at the sickly man: "That's right, that's right."

As soon as the words came out, everyone stared at him.

"Then where did you learn the soldier talisman?" Li Wenbai asked.

This time, Ling Yuchen was not in a hurry to answer, but asked instead: "Dare to ask Peak Master Li, in what capacity are you asking me?"

(End of this chapter)