Master Mystical Dragon called upon the Wind Control Spell, creating a whirlwind centered around himself. Suddenly, a whirlwind appeared in the forest. The strong attraction caused the trees to sway, and the surrounding cold frost smoke was quickly sucked in, shooting the whirlwind up into the sky.

The knife-cut whirlwind gradually cleared the surroundings, but Shu Han had a smile in his heart.

"You finally exposed your weakness!"

Along with the wild wind, Shu Han released ten Fire God Talismans.

The lightweight talismans were swept up by the wild wind, appearing as harmless as falling leaves. The ten talismans quickly surrounded Master Mystical Dragon.

Shu Han leaped back thirty feet in three steps, shouting, "Explode!"

Master Mystical Dragon's pupils shrank. He had wanted to call forth the whirlwind to disperse the smoke, but he didn't expect ten Fire God Talismans to float in from the smoke. As he was casting his spell, he had nowhere to escape, so he immediately called forth the white dragon to surround him. Ten fire cones exploded next to him, setting off a giant fireball with a diameter of sixty feet in the forest.

The fire nearly swept over Shu Han as well. He was very satisfied with this strike.

The close-range explosion of ten Fire God Talismans, even if you are an old ghost at the Foundation Establishment stage, you would have to lose a layer of skin!

But suddenly a streak of blood shot out from the fireball. Shu Han cried out in his heart, but there was no way to avoid it. The blood light directly attacked Shu Han's forehead.

Thump!

The Blood Soul Sword stopped in front of Shu Han's forehead. A round shield rose from his chest, blocking the fatal strike of the Blood Soul Sword.

The surface of the round shield suddenly shattered. Being hit by the close-range explosion of ten Fire God Talismans, he immediately counterattacked!

I was careless! An old ghost at the Foundation Establishment stage is indeed hard to deal with!

The first layer of the Mysterious Iron Heart-Protection Mirror was broken! He only had two layers of defense left...

Shu Han, still shaken, immediately threw two more Cold Frost Smoke bombs, burying himself in the smoke again, not daring to expose himself to Master Mystical Dragon's divine sense.

At this time, at the center of a scorched earth, half of Master Mystical Dragon's white hair had turned charred black. He let out a breath of turbid air, the white dragon protection around him gradually dimmed, and he cursed in his heart: Where did this little bastard get so many high-level fire talismans? My White Dragon Helm is almost destroyed by the blasts!

Master Mystical Dragon, his anger rising, looked at the continuing Cold Frost Smoke in front of him.

"You little thing! Don't you want to know what the high-level spells recorded in the Mystical Dragon Triple Rotation Divine Art are? I'll let you die in peace!"

Finally here!

Shu Han's hand, which was holding the Cold Frost Smoke bomb, couldn't help but tremble. He kept an eye on the change in the direction of the smoke, and as soon as there was a gap, the smoke bomb in his hand would immediately be replenished. In order not to be directly targeted by Master Mystical Dragon, he had made countless Cold Frost Smoke over the years.

At this moment, he was in the smoke, feeling waves of spiritual pressure coming from all around him. The pressure from Master Mystical Dragon's peak of the early stage of the Foundation Establishment made him almost breathless.

"Young one, do you know what the biggest feature of the Mystical Dragon Triple Rotation Divine Art is? Abundant magic power!"

This "abundant magic power" scared Shu Han into a cold sweat.

Although he couldn't see through the smoke, he clearly heard three Master Mystical Dragons talking, and they were all maintaining the pressure of the early stage of Foundation Establishment from three directions. He couldn't help but gasp. Could it be that Master Mystical Dragon split into two clones, each maintaining their original realm!?

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Shu Han suddenly realized! The Mystical Dragon Triple Rotation Divine Art triples the spiritual power of the practitioner, nearly three times that of ordinary cultivators! Divided into three, naturally, the cultivation did not decline!

One was enough for Shu Han to handle. Three! How was he supposed to fight this!?

Keeping a calm and kind attitude, Shu Han, using the Cold Frost Smoke as cover, gradually approached one of the clones. However, he suddenly felt a shock in his senses and quickly jumped away from his original position.

A rain of swords descended from the sky, the Blood Soul Sword splitting into thousands, pouring down like torrential rain.

However, this was not the end. From three directions, the rain of Blood Soul Swords covered the sky and pierced over, and at the same time, a strong wind rose, no longer sweeping inward, but blowing outward quickly, dispersing the surrounding smoke.

Shu Han ran wildly in the smoke, struggling to avoid the continuous onslaught of the rain of swords.

Master Mystical Dragon no longer held back, dividing into three, and squandered magic power wildly. The rain of swords fell together, and the strong wind swept, step by step squeezing the space where Shu Han could hide. Since Shu Han couldn't be precisely located, Master Mystical Dragon decided to cover the entire area instead.

While Shu Han was avoiding the attacks dangerously, he was also throwing the Cold Frost Smoke frantically. But he was anxious, if this continued, the bag of smoke bombs would soon be exhausted. Without the interference of the smoke, he would become a sitting duck!

Shu Han gritted his teeth.

Since this old ghost Mystical Dragon doesn't care about magic power consumption, I can't hide it anymore!

He grabbed a handful of Fire God talismans and threw them out like they were worthless. Immediately the entire forest was burning in a sea of flames.

Master Mystical Dragon looked at the erupting flames in front of him, horrified in his heart: "How does this kid's advanced talismans keep coming? How many talismans did old Bai give him!"

Facing Shu Han's barrage, Master Mystical Dragon also had no solution, throwing out Fire God talismans one by one, even for him at the Foundation Establishment stage, he could only hastily evade.

This aggressive move immediately awakened all the people of the Mystical Dragon Sect. They stood on Yandang Mountain, watching the fire continuously explode from the back mountain. The back mountain instantly became a purgatory of fire, and everyone's heart was shocked.

The Grand Elder and the Third Elder looked at each other, their eyes full of hesitation, considering whether or not to go to the back mountain to investigate. According to the plan, the Sect Leader should be refining the Restorative Pill on the back mountain at this time, why is there such an intense fight?

They naturally cared about the battle on the back mountain, after all, it was related to their Patching Pill, but from the scene of the fight, it was really not something they could interfere in.

Could it be that there is a Foundation Establishment expert fighting with the Sect Leader?

At this time, a golden light swept across the sky. The Second Elder came to Yandang Mountain with his sword, and said: "No need for the two of you, I will go see what has happened on the back mountain!"

Seeing the Second Elder come with the Heavenly Quadrant Sword Formation, the two elders breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then we'll leave it to you, Second Elder!"

............

In the end, the explosion of the Fire God talismans stopped, and the Cold Frost Smoke also stopped spreading.

Master Mystical Dragon's two clones returned to his body, and he himself was blown to a scorched face. He couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Haha! Little brat, out of tricks? I don't believe in this evil, where did you get so many talismans!"

As the Cold Frost Smoke finally dissipated, Master Mystical Dragon's divine sense immediately locked onto Shu Han. He let out a cruel laugh and shouted: "Go!"

The Blood Soul Sword spun and turned into a streak of blood light.

Puff!

The Blood Soul Sword was connected to his spirit, Master Mystical Dragon clearly felt that the Blood Soul Sword had pierced Shu Han's heart! He couldn't help but burst out laughing, stepping forward to capture the dying Shu Han for refining the Restorative Pill.

But when he walked to a tree, he found that the Blood Soul Sword was stuck in a talisman.

"Not good!"

Master Mystical Dragon wanted to withdraw the sword, but suddenly ten pythons fell from the tree crown and tightly bound him. At this time, Master Mystical Dragon's White Dragon Helmet was greatly damaged, unable to protect his whole body, and after the fierce battle just now, Master Mystical Dragon's spiritual power was also greatly consumed, and he was unable to immediately break free from the pythons.

"Old dog, go to hell!"

Shu Han, who was smeared all over with fine powder, jumped down from the tree crown, the Spirit Snake Sword came down from the sky, the Sky-aspiring Sword Technique - Sun Shattering!

Master Mystical Dragon was horrified. This kid was covered in powder and used a substitution talisman to confuse my judgment! Good boy! I underestimated you!

"Triple Rotation Protective Shield!"

Three layers of blood barrier immediately rose from around Master Mystical Dragon. The Spirit Snake Sword was stuck on the blood barrier and couldn't move forward. Shu Han missed his attack, quickly jumped to the tree crown, and disappeared from Master Mystical Dragon's sight.

Master Mystical Dragon took a deep breath and thought: I must not underestimate this kid again! He's as tricky as some Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivators! The Second Elder really taught a good disciple!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The pythons entangling Master Mystical Dragon were broken free by the strong magic power.