Chapter 954 2.390 Fighting Talisman

The high-level talisman technique of the five spirit talisman is an exquisite talisman technique that can only be learned by the family on the mainland of China!

Mu Boming, Elder Pei and the others just felt that their eyesight was about to run out, and they followed the nimble little figure on the field to wander back and forth.

But seeing her stretch out her hand, "Crack! Crack! Crack!" and waved three fire talismans, splitting them apart at the same time.

The power of the fire spirit gathered into a long dragon, and drew straight towards Mu Zijun who was surrounded by flames.

This little girl is too cruel for me! Everyone shivered in their hearts, and looked at Mu Zijun who was wrapped in flames sympathetically.

Mu Zijun's two defensive talismans are no longer enough.

He had no choice but to rush left and right in the flames, trying to break out of the encirclement.

At this time, I heard the wind blowing through the air.

"Crack" a Fire Spirit Whip hit the back of his hand, leaving a hot mark on his hand.

Mu Zijun withdrew his hands subconsciously, roared, and threw out a body-fixing talisman and flew in front of the little girl, "I will fix it!"

Everyone on the field held their breath and stared straight at Miss Qiao, who had a fixed amulet on her body.

This is the end! Mu Zijun produced a legendary talisman.

Before the sigh was finished, the little girl snorted and pulled his amulet off her body, crumpling it into a ball.

With a wave of his hand, four or five talismans were sent back.

"It's settled!"

Everyone twitched the corners of their mouths, as if they were looking at a strange little girl on the field.

what happened?

Isn't it the number one talisman family on the Sikong Star Continent? How come Mu Zijun, a genius in the family of Fulu, was caught off guard by the little girl, and now he is... fixed on the spot!

"Boom!" The audience erupted into bursts of applause, and most of the onlookers couldn't help standing up along the railing, looking at the bullying and expressionless little girl with bright eyes.

"Qingluan!"

Qingluan appeared on the huge arena in response, and saw that Mu Zijun was about to be shot to death with a mouthful of ice spray.

A black figure hurriedly jumped off the arena, chuckled and shouted, "Wait a minute, little girl!"

"Seventh, Seventh Master?" Mu Boming suddenly choked for breath, and everyone in the entire Mu family stood up in awe, and looked respectfully at the man in black on the field.

The man was about twenty-eight years old, with sword eyebrows and bright eyes, and a strong figure. When he looked at Qiao Mu's small face, there was a very strange light in his eyes.

As for Qiao Mu, it's rare that he doesn't hate this gaze, and even thinks that the young man in front of him is a rare person in the Mu family who is more pleasing to the eye.

"Who is this person?" Mo Lian frowned slightly, raised her eyebrows, and looked at Duanyue who was watching the show.

"The identity of this person is very mysterious. I only know that he arrived at the Mu family half a month ago." Duanyue whispered, "According to what our old man said, this person should have come from the upper three states."

"Ahem." Old Man Duan coughed with a stern face.

The old man was still sitting here, but this grandson didn't hesitate to reveal what he said to others.

"Shenzhou?" Mo Lian was slightly taken aback.

Naturally, he has heard of the name of the Mu family in Shenzhou. The Mu family of the talisman family here may not even be able to compare with a little finger of the Mu family in Shenzhou.

His Qiao Qiao faced the Shenzhou Mu family...

Mo Lian's heart tightened.