With the help of the little white fox, seven more Zhu Lingwu were transformed out, stepping on the Pure Yang Feihong Sword that was flashing rainbow light, and almost at the same time, he pinched the magic tricks and prepared the magic.

Yue Bowen saw that Zhu Lingwu was not chasing him anymore, and the flying sword under his feet flashed, and then he rushed towards the seven Zhu Lingwu here. At the same time, he began to squeeze the magic tricks himself, as if he was preparing to use magic to protect himself.

His flying sword swept through seven Zhu Lingwu almost instantly, but at this moment he found out the original body of Zhu Lingwu. The other six Zhu Lingwu's illusions were swept by the flying sword, and there was no obstacle to the flying sword at all, but these illusions did not disappear either.

This scene made the monks watching the game in the ring scream in surprise. If it were ordinary illusion spells, it would have been broken in this way. But these illusions are still shaking the magic tricks, as if they were not affected at all.

However, this was the first time that Zhu Lingwu's original body was distinguished in the illusion during the competition, but this seemed meaningless, because the flying sword of Yue Bowen did not cause any harm to Zhu Lingwu.

The seven Zhu Lingwu here cast spells at the same time and hit Yue Bowen. Seeing that his flying sword was still unable to do anything to Zhu Lingwu, Yue Bowen could only helplessly take back the flying sword and hovered around his body.

His hands were still squeezing the magic tricks, and several continuous whirlwinds appeared beside him. This was his spell to guard against Zhu Lingwu.

"Senior brother, why are you doing this? Is there any meaning to continue this way?"

Zhu Lingwu spoke in the same place, and at this time the seven spiritual techniques turned into seven spiritual lights and came to Yuebowen.

Accompanied by the flash of aura and the gathering of spiritual energy in the world, the first spell was formed, but it turned out to be the cold fog technique. A thick fog with white air dissipated, causing the surrounding temperature to drop by more than ten degrees.

Under the cover of this cold mist, no matter who has the flight speed, it has to be delayed. Obviously, this is to prevent Yue Bowen from continuing to dodge with his sword.

Then another spell was formed, but a layer of earth-yellow spiritual light spread out. When the yellow light filled, it seemed that the air had condensed a lot. This should be a body-sinking technique, which also belongs to a spell that increases gravity within the space range and slows down movement speed.

Then behind. First, a giant ice blade condensed out of thin air and slashed towards Yue Bowen. Naturally, the giant ice axe slashed, and then countless shattered ice arrows appeared out of thin air in the light of light, flying towards the direction where Yue Bowen was like a storm.

Then there was the thorn technique, and a thorny vines grew out of thin air as the green aura flashed. They rushed towards Yue Bowen like a group of pythons. The thorny vines were covered with barbs, and they were entangled with it and were afraid that it would be difficult to break free.

Finally, there are two vine net techniques. In fact, these spells are mainly to prevent Yue Bowen from continuing to use the flying sword and fleeing around.

However, these spells just hope to block the Yuebowen for a while. The most important thing is to rely on Zhu Lingwu to rush up and get close to the Yuebowen to solve the battle.

Faced with so many spells, Yue Bowen couldn't help but smile bitterly, but at this moment he was surrounded by seven Zhu Lingwu. Although six of them seemed to be transformed by Zhu Lingwu with illusions, these illusions seemed to have good combat power, and he was really helpless.

But he was not very afraid of these spells. He released some whirlwind spells and took the initiative to face the cold fog and the yellow light, and soon blocked these spells that would affect his movement speed.

As for the giant ice blade, thorny vines, and vine nets, it seems very troublesome, but he still has the existence of the flying sword, but he is not afraid.

In the blink of an eye, with the rapid piercing of his flying sword, the ice blades, thorns and vine nets that attacked were almost shattered into pieces by his flying sword.

"Junior brother, I feel like I lost so quickly, and I underestimate me too much!"

Facing Zhu Lingwu and after solving these seven spells, Yue Bowen began to fight back without being outdone. Although he really had no choice but to deal with Zhu Lingwu now, Zhu Lingwu wanted to defeat him. He also felt that it was not so easy.

During this process, Zhu Lingwu and the six illusions slowly rushed towards Yue Bowen, and it seemed that his actions and the six illusions were different, as if the six illusions were completely his independent clone.

The spells in front were like an appetizer. As the seven Zhu Lingwu moved, various spells hit Yue Bowen continuously.

Since there are seven Zhu Lingwu besieged here, there is no need for any advanced spells. Even low-level spells, as long as they have special effects, they will force Yue Bowen to deal with them.

The release speed of those low-level spells is naturally faster, so even if Yue Bowen has a flying sword that can crush most of the magic effects in the air, the continuous spell attacks have made him feel a little busy.

This scene made the monks watching the battle dazzling. It was like a magic show. These monks never thought that a person would spend time learning so many magical tricks alone, which seemed to them completely unnecessary.

But it looks really exciting.

They saw at least dozens of different spells from the spells released by the seven Zhu Lingwu. The different spells flashed with different auras, and at the same time they also attracted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the ring, and waves of fluctuations.

With the attacks of seven Zhu Lingwu's continuous spells, the distance between them and Yue Bowen went from more than a hundred steps to dozens of steps, and in the end it was only more than ten steps away.

At this moment, among the seven Zhu Lingwu, at least three Zhu Lingwu shot Yue Bowen with a palm thunder. The palm thunder was sandwiched among other spells, but it did not attract attention at first.

When these three palm thunders approached the Yuebowen and suddenly exploded, the Yuebowen realized something was wrong. He had known before that Zhu Lingwu was actually good at this palm thunder technique.

Now that these three palm thunders were coming, his flying sword had just crushed another thorny vine net. Before he could return to his body, he hurriedly condensed a light of inspiration under his feet, retreated, and tried to avoid these three palm thunders.

But these three palm thunders had already calculated the direction he could dodge, and they were originally divided into three places.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three thunder sounded, and one of them seemed to be louder than the other two.

The roar of thunder in the palm seemed to make people see the thunder shaking, which made the surrounding air fluctuate, and even made the flying sword controlled by Yue Bowen beat out of thin air.

Then the arc flashed out of thin air, as if it was jumping out of another world, and three blue and white arcs jumped to Yue Bowen almost instantly.

Yue Bowen was prepared, so a layer of spiritual light was also spread on the surface of his body to protect himself. However, the arc transformed by the thunder in the palm of his palm can be said to be a very high voltage electricity, which means that the spiritual light on Yue Bowen's physical surface was dispersed in a blink of an eye.

"Senior brother, you are defeated!"
Chapter completed!