Chapter 202: Level 3 Talisman Painting, Heavenly Sword Crossing the West

"Fellow Daoist, I am just a weak puppet master, how dare I show up in such a battle."

Su Qing thanked Liang Haishun for his reminder, and seeing that the old Taoist seemed to be hesitant to speak to him, he asked again in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist hesitated for a while, but waved his hand slightly, without saying what was in his heart, and only said that he would visit him in the next few days and talk to him in detail then.

Su Qing also thought that the old Taoist wanted to buy some powerful puppets from him, because the owner of Yuanlai Tower was also in the array at this moment, and he was afraid that the wind would spread his voice and affect the great and glorious image of the old Taoist in the owner's heart.

This was also the first time he met the owner of Yuanlai Tower.

She stood in front of the warriors of Yuanlai Tower with a bold and majestic manner, holding her sword and standing on her horse.

Although she was beautiful, her aura was so strong that very few of the cultivators present dared to look at her.

This woman was also the only third-level physical cultivator present. Perhaps it was because of her presence that the human cultivators had the confidence to come to the lair of the demon king for a life-and-death fight.

Su Qing saw that she was wearing a tight suit and armor, with a garlic-shaped round hammer beside her. He was very worried that she would turn into a giant of three or five feet if she disagreed with him, and fight like the explosive hammer war bears.

As if sensing Su Qing's eyes, the owner of Yuanlai Building had just glared at him with a fierce look, but when he saw Liang Haishun beside Su Qing, he immediately softened, lowered his eyebrows and smiled and nodded at Su Qing.

Su Qing immediately admired Liang Haishun even more when he saw this. He could subdue such a fierce horse. If he had a third of his ability, he would be able to commit a crime on the Black Tiger Mountain!

The two chatted briefly about this topic. Seeing that Liang Haishun had stuffed a black pill into his mouth while talking, Su Qing's eyes gradually became sympathetic.

It is not easy to commit a crime against one's superiors. Take ten Zhuangjing Pills a day!

Just as the two of them were having fun.

The fourth battle came as scheduled.

This was Su Qing's first time to participate in a gambling battle. Although he got up early and went to a late dinner.

But since he was here, he still had to watch it and learn from it for the next gambling battle.

According to the agreement, gambling battles can be fought alone or in groups.

You Xianda chose to fight alone.

He was wearing a green robe and a white face. He seemed to fall down with a gust of wind, but he was a foundation-building cultivator and a second-level talisman painter. He was not a weak player.

The blade-toothed pig king sent by the opposite side had a very different temperament from him. He was violent and mighty. The pig king, who stood about five feet tall, exuded a disgusting stench.

His body was shiny and covered with mountain stone essential oil. This essential oil was the spiritual oil that seeped out of the second-level spiritual mountain and was one of the necessary materials for armor masters to tan armor.

This pig king has lived in the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range for many years. I don't know how much essential oil has been rubbed on his body, making him look like he is wearing a second-level battle armor, which is really difficult to deal with.

But seeing that You Xianda looked fearless, Su Qing also looked forward to the tricks of this talisman artist.

The battle between the two sides was about to break out. The bladed pig king pulled out his fangs from his mouth, held them in his pig hands, and stomped his feet like a swordsman, and the ground shook like ripples.

Before You Xianda could stand firm, his fat body twisted and dodged, and he had already rushed in front of You Xianda, with the blade in his hand as fast as a hair, trying to pierce him through.

The power and speed of the second-level demon king, combined with his natural demon fighting skills.

This set of attacks looks simple, but it is too clever, and not many people present can deal with these three axes.

Coincidentally, You Xianda is one of them.

But seeing that his body has not yet stood firm, he took out a long strip of talismans surrounding his body from the storage bag.

The painting depicts a thin traveler who is boating alone among the mountains with just a few strokes of ink and color.

Su Qing's spiritual sense is enlarged, and he can see that the traveler, who is about the same size as the black dot, seems to have a long sword on his waist?

The mountains are the real spiritual mountains that the talisman painter depicts with the five elements of runes and corresponding materials, and the talisman painting skills, integrating their spirits and shapes, and achieving the effect.

The endless rushing river and the swordsman standing on the lonely boat must also have their unique essence in the painting.

Different lines are like different mountains. Even if Su Qing recognizes runes, he doesn't know what kind of strange effect runes will have when used in talisman paintings.

And he saw it immediately.

The moment the powerful and heavy tooth knife of the blade-toothed pig king fell on the talisman painting, a sound of metal and stone clashing was heard.

The talisman that seemed to break with a poke showed a sacred mountain on it, and collided with the blade, breaking the blade of the pig king, which was comparable to a second-level weapon, into two pieces.

The pig king was also a pig. After breaking a blade, he did not learn his lesson and instead jumped up and handed over another blade.

At this time, the sacred mountain on the talisman was slightly dim, but it was still no problem to block the blade.

In just a moment, one attack and one defense, You Xianda, who looked like he would fall down at the wind, easily broke the strongest blade of the pig king.

A wild boar without teeth cannot be a good swordsman.

His hands fell to the ground and turned into front hooves, and the four hooves swung, trying to use brute force to split the sacred mountain apart like crazy.

You Xianda was reluctant to let Lingshan resist, so he mobilized the talisman painting, rolling up huge waves from the painting, and the rolling river water broke through the painting. Su Qing could even see some fish, shrimps and crabs in the water, which was incredible.

The river water was like a streamer, wrapping around the pig king, unable to break free.

The pig king was tied up but not afraid, the essential oil he had rubbed on his body was his greatest reliance.

Unexpectedly, a figure flashed in the talisman painting, and a flying sword was slapped out from his waist. The person did not leave the painting, but the sword came out of the painting.

The flying sword was full of sword energy, and it entered and exited the painting in a flash, and then hung on the waist of the boating traveler again.

And the huge head of the Blade Fang Pig King just fell off its neck at this moment.

It is not easy for a second-level demon king to die with his body separated. As long as the demon pill is not lost, he can still show off his power for a while.

Su Qing saw that the headless pig king was not moving for a long time, and looked at its abdomen. Then his pupils shrank, and he looked at You Xianda with fear, who took back the talisman and calmly let his tribe members receive the harvest.

When his tribe members rushed up and dragged the pig king up, the cultivators found that there was also a needle-like wound on his abdomen.

It was the flying sword that just cut off the pig's head and also released a wisp of sword energy through his demon pill.

"The third-level talisman that has been passed down for thousands of years in the You family, the Heavenly Sword Crossing the West Map, is really worthy of its reputation. Blade Fang's death is not unjust!"

Among the demon kings, unlike the other demon kings who were grieving over the death of the rabbit and burning with anger.

A golden-robed demon king with a human body and a roc head clapped his hands and stepped out of the crowd.

He praised the painting, but disdained to praise You Xianda.

His eyes swept through the cultivators, and he said arrogantly:

"In this duel, we, the demon king, lost three out of four battles. We have already lost the entire duel!

We must admit our defeat. You can send someone to get the things I promised you now.

But in order to avoid everyone losing interest in the fifth duel, I can take out ten thousand catties of Tianling gold as a prize for this duel.

As long as the fellow Taoists of Yunshan Sect can cut off my head, this ten thousand catties of Tianling gold will be a gift from me to the strong.

I just don't know who will come out to kill me, or be killed by me!"