A seal of immortality

Chapter 249

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Baofeng also took out a blue shield to block in front of him, and at the same time took a few defensive talismans on his body.

"Hmph, overestimate your own strength," Lei Zhen snorted softly, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

He took out several talisman seals and slapped them on his body, adding a few shields of different colors. Immediately afterwards, he muttered something, and moved his fingers quickly.

Chen Baofeng suffered a loss just now, so he naturally didn't dare to let the other party cast spells smoothly.

He hurriedly slapped his right hand to the storage bag on his waist, and three identical green long swords and two red throwing knives of different lengths appeared in front of him.

"go."

Following Chen Baofeng's order, the three green long swords and two red flying knives turned into three green lights and two red lights, and quickly rushed towards Lei Zhen.

Lei Zhen didn't care about this, and speeded up the speed of chanting.

Chen Baofeng manipulated five magic weapons, and slammed them on the silver mask fiercely, causing the silver mask to shake unceasingly, and the light gradually dimmed.

Not long after, there was a "click", and the silver mask shattered, and three green lights and two red lights smashed fiercely on a golden light curtain, which couldn't last even a moment. It broke.

At this time, Lei Zhen's spell was also finished.

He stretched out a finger and pointed at the top of Chen Baofeng's head. As a result, a group of dark clouds several feet in size appeared immediately above Chen Baofeng. With a flash of white light, a silver lightning bolt as thick as an adult's arm descended from the sky and struck Chen Baofeng. Above the light curtain covered.

The three light curtains of different colors couldn't hold up even for a moment, and they shattered.

Chen Baofeng's face changed drastically, and before he had time to react, the second silver lightning fell.

This time, the only two light curtains left on Chen Baofeng's body also collapsed, losing the protection of the light curtains, and the silver lightning struck Chen Baofeng fiercely.

Chen Baofeng only felt his body go numb, and the blood in his heart surged, and he couldn't help opening his mouth again to spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, Chen Baofeng still did not admit defeat, he saw his ten fingers move rapidly, and several spells hit the five magic weapons.

After the light of the five magical artifacts rose sharply, they quickly struck towards Lei Zhen.

There are only two defenses left on Lei Zhen's body, and it is impossible to block the full blow of the five magic weapons. Of course, if he is desperate and insists on attracting lightning, Chen Baofeng will also be severely injured, and his life may even be in danger , This is a lose-lose style of play.

Seeing this, Lei Zhen frowned, turned his palm over, and in his hand was a short silver ruler with silver spirit patterns all over it.

Lei Zhen's lips moved a few times, and with a wave forward, a white light curtain emerged, protecting him inside.

The five radiant artifacts struck the white light curtain, but there was a "bang" and "bang" noise, which did not break through Lei Zhen's defense.

At this time, Lei Zhen also guided the dark clouds in the sky, and split down a silver lightning that was as thick as an adult's arm.

Although Chen Baofeng had several defensive shields on his body, after being hit by two silver lightning bolts in a row, all the shields were completely shattered.

Chen Baofeng himself felt a sudden heat in front of his eyes, and fell to the ground in an indescribable pain, unable to stand up again.

"I admit defeat," Chen Baofeng said unwillingly, and recalled his magic weapon at the same time.

The cultivation levels of the two were similar, but since Lei Zhen practiced the Thunder Attribute Kung Fu, Chen Baofeng was not sure that he would be able to win, but the opponent defeated him with only elementary spells, which made Chen Baofeng very ashamed.

Of course, although the lightning drawing technique is only a basic spell, but because it was released by a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, its power is naturally not the same.

Everyone who participated in the treasure hunting meeting looked at Lei Zhen with a look of fear.

Whether it's the Lightning in the Palm or the Lightning Inducing Technique, its power is far superior to other elementary spells, especially the Lightning Inducing Technique, which is comparable to a full blow from a top-level magic weapon.

While Wang Changsheng was afraid of Lei Zhen, he also had some sympathy for his second senior brother Chen Baofeng. If he had thrown two fire dragon talismans at the beginning, by virtue of the power of the fire dragon talisman, he might be able to interrupt Lei Zhen from casting the thunder in his palm and thus seize the initiative, but Chen Baofeng did not He didn't do this, and he didn't know if it was because he underestimated the enemy, or because he was full of confidence in the Fire Python Talisman.

After the members of the Huang family removed the protective cover of the magic circle, Wang Changsheng quickly stepped forward and helped the second senior brother down.

"Senior Brother Chen, are you alright!" Wang Changsheng asked with concern as he helped Chen Baofeng to a corner with few people.

"I'm fine, it's just that I've lost some vitality. For the sake of the master and this sect, he still doesn't dare to kill him," Chen Baofeng said, shaking his head, his breath was very weak.

"This disciple of Fenghuomen is too ruthless! After beating you like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to recover in a few months." Lan Yun also walked over, and after carefully examining Chen Baofeng's injuries, Liu Mei slightly Wrinkled, said with some displeasure.

"The other party has already kept his hands. I blame me for being useless and embarrassing the master." Chen Baofeng smiled wryly, then thought of something, and his eyes dimmed.

"Look at what you said, don't tell me the master doesn't want you as a disciple after you lose in the fight? This is the Huayuan Pill, the master asked me to give it to you, take it quickly, the power of the thunder spell is far beyond that of other spells, It won't be good if there are any sequelae," Lan Yun said with concern, then took out a blue porcelain bottle, and poured out a blue pill from it.

Chen Baofeng's heart warmed up, and he glanced gratefully at the distant attic, took the pill, and swallowed it.

"Junior Brother Wang, you won a competition and won't be playing for a short time, so you can protect Junior Brother Chen here!" Lan Yun gave Wang Changsheng an order.

"Understood, Eldest Sister," Wang Changsheng nodded and agreed wholeheartedly.

On the second floor of an attic in the distance, seven or eight middle-aged men and women were sitting at the tea table. In front of them, there was a blue water mirror about Zhang Xu in size. Inside the water mirror, two monks were fighting.

Zhao Qingshan looked at the water mirror casually, looking out of the attic from time to time, as if waiting for something.

"Zhao Daoyou, what's the matter? Are you angry at the fighting between juniors?" The middle-aged fat man said with a half-smile.

"Hmph, your apprentice is superior, I have nothing to say, but he must have struck too hard!" Zhao Qingshan snorted lightly, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you can't say that. In the last treasure hunting conference, your disciples from the Thousand Swords of the Taiqing Palace cut off the arm of a disciple of our Fenghuomen, and we didn't say anything. Fighting skills! Some injuries, besides, didn't you send someone to send a Huayuan Pill to your disciple!" The middle-aged fat man chuckled lightly, and said with confidence.

Zhao Qingshan couldn't say anything more when he heard the words, and a flame also flew in from outside the attic.

Zhao Qingshan made a move with one hand, took the flame into his hand, and after crushing it, Lanyun's voice came from inside:
"Reporting to master, there is nothing serious about my junior brother, I have already taken the Huayuan pill, and I can just cultivate for a while."

Everyone heard these words.

"Now you can rest assured! Fellow Daoist Zhao, your disciple is fine, he will be fine after a period of cultivation," the middle-aged fat man said, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As he said, fighting skills It is inevitable that there will be injuries, but if his disciple really beats the opponent's disciple to serious injury, it will affect the relationship between the two parties to some extent.

Everyone understands this point, so they will tell the disciples participating in the treasure hunting conference to at most injure each other severely and not to kill anyone.

Of course, it is not uncommon for the occasional mistake to kill the opponent, but the two sides have signed the life and death certificate before the fight, and even if there is an accident, they can only admit it by pinching their noses.

Half an hour later, Chen Baofeng's face returned to rosy, and he was able to move around freely, but his clothes were torn, and his skin exposed to the air was scorched black, making him look very ugly.

Wang Changsheng released the Tianji House, let Chen Baofeng go in and changed into clean clothes, and then helped him walk towards the magic circle.

(End of this chapter)