However, at this moment, he noticed that fine beads of sweat oozed from Ao Fenggu's forehead.

At the same time, someone shouted, "Look at that painting!"

Everyone looked at it and was horrified to find that there was a crack in the fourth Emperor Wu star painting.

Emperor Wu's star painting is painted by thirteen emperor-level powers, slashing and axe, and the erosion of time cannot leave a trace of it, but at this moment, there is a crack, and it is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the next moment, it will be torn in half.

A figure flashed and appeared behind Ao Fenggu.

"That's enough!" Qi Bo snorted softly, grabbed Ao Fenggu's shoulder, and pulled his spiritual power and spirit out of the painting.

A guardian martial star flew out directly from the crack in the star painting and submerged into the heart of Ao Feng's ancient eyebrows.

The cracks in the Martial Emperor Star Painting slowly closed, trembling, as if he was afraid of something.

Qi Bo looked at the young man in front of him, relieved, excited, melancholy, and even a little afraid, his eyes were extremely complicated.

After a long time, this alchemy sect cultivator took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Lord Dean said that you are not allowed to destroy the Martial Emperor Star Painting!"

Ao Fenggu was slightly stunned, and his mind completely woke up from the killing of the world in the painting.

He nodded and whispered, "I see." ”

In the shocked gaze of everyone, he stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and came to the front of the fifth Martial Emperor Star Painting.

He turned his head to look at Ziber and asked, "Can I start?"

Qi Bo gritted his teeth and said, "Whatever you want!"

When the news came out, the discussion outside the Chaos Painting Hall suddenly disappeared, and everyone was speechless in shock.

The student council director said with difficulty, "He, he's not going to win, is he?"

The student council member next to him had a big mouth and didn't know what he was thinking.

On the courtyard wall, Lei Zhen asked in an awkward voice, "Senior sister, what do you think?"

"Fake, fake, all fake!" Tian Xiang Ji slapped the wall below him, "That guy, is it still a fucking human?"

An hour later, the news that Ao Fenggu had cracked the fifth Martial Emperor Star painting and obtained the fifth Guardian Martial Star came out.

It was late at night.

But no one felt sleepy.

Lei Zhen's voice trembled a little, "Senior sister, why are you ......?"

"I look at your second uncle and grandfather!" Tianxiang Ji kicked him off the wall and said frantically, "If you ask me again, I will kill you!"

It didn't take long for the news that Ao Fenggu had cracked the sixth Emperor Wu Star Painting to come out again.

I don't know how long it took for Ao Fenggu to crack the seventh Emperor Wu Star Painting.

After experiencing strong shocks again and again, people's nerves have become weak and numb.

Lei Zhen cautiously climbed up the wall and said, "Senior sister, first, the seventh." ”

Tianxiang Ji sighed, half-lying on the wall softly, looking at the sky with blank eyes, and said weakly, "Senior brother, do you think the stars tonight are particularly beautiful?"

The corners of Lei Zhen's mouth twitched, "Senior sister, what's wrong with you, don't scare me." ”

Tianxiang Ji yawned, as the holder of the record of the fastest crack of Emperor Wu's star painting, tonight, her record was trampled on the ground by Ao Fenggu.

The woman sighed softly, "No wonder there is a wind character in the name, it's really a man like the wind." ”

In the Chaos Painting Hall.

The seventh guardian martial star flew into the heart of Ao Feng's ancient eyebrows.

Ao Fenggu stood up.

Everyone's hearts also rose to their throats.

A few steps further, he could reach Poria's side.

Things have developed so far, and they have completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

No one could have imagined that Ao Feng Gu could crack six Martial Emperor Star Paintings in a row at an astonishing speed within a few hours, and each time he cracked a painting, he could condense a Guardian Martial Star.

And Poria cocos cracked the seven star paintings of Emperor Wu in nine days.

If it was to climb the mountain, it took Poria nine days to climb to the top of the mountain, but Ao Fenggu only took half a day to come to him easily and casually.

The so-called martial arts academy was the first day, and the so-called face was once again trampled under the feet by Ao Fenggu in front of the new students of the entire martial arts academy.

Those girls covered their mouths in horror, not daring or willing to admit this fact.

But facts are facts.

From now on, even if Ao Fenggu doesn't do anything, he has already won.

The turn came too quickly.

It came so violently, without warning, without reason.

Ao Fenggu stood up.

Poria's face turned pale, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

I don't know if it's because of anger or humiliation.

As Ao Fenggu got up, everyone looked at him with wide eyes, as if something extremely important was about to happen.

He slapped everyone in the face with great force.

What is he going to do in the next moment?

Is it to look at Poria coldly, or to fight back with mockery?

Hong Liangliang clenched his fists, like an excited fighting cock, and said straight in his mouth, "Beat him, beat him!"

However, Ao Fenggu's actions once again exceeded everyone's expectations.

He didn't go to the eighth painting, nor did he say anything to Poria to save face, but turned around and walked out of the Chaos Painting Hall.

He left, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, he walked out of the Chaos Painting Hall, came to the gate, said hello to the old man who guarded the door, and walked out of the martial arts courtyard.

Inside and outside the Chaos Painting Hall, there was a dead silence.

Ao Fenggu actually left.

"Why did you leave?" Thunder looked puzzled.

"Maybe it's the limit, that relaxed and casual look must be pretended. Cracking the seven Star Paintings of Emperor Wu at once, the people who are beaten with iron can't stand it. Tian Xiangji patted her strong chest, "This kid is really scary." ”

That's what most people in the room think.

However, it didn't take long for Ao Fenggu to reappear in everyone's sight.

What is jaw-dropping is that he is holding a scallion pancake in his left hand and a bowl of hot and sour vermicelli soup in his right hand.

In this way, he swaggered through the market, walked into the Chaos Painting Hall, came to the eighth painting, and sat cross-legged next to Poria.

Poria is a prince of the elf clan, with a noble identity and a dusty temperament, as if he does not eat fireworks in the world.

Ao Fenggu took a bite of the scallion pancake and drank the hot and sour vermicelli soup in one gulp, full of fireworks in the world.

The two are completely polar.

"You ......" Poria finally couldn't bear it anymore and stretched out her hand to point at Ao Fenggu.

Ao Fenggu took a sip of soup, "Do you want to have a bowl too?"

"I'm ......" Poria's face flushed.

Ao Fenggu smiled, "The mother-in-law of the Zhang family in Yicheng is very famous, in the middle of the night, Granny Zhang's small shop has not yet closed, the old man is hard, you can also take care of the business." ”

Poria was speechless.

An old woman who sells hot and sour vermicelli soup, when will she be able to get into his eyes?

(End of chapter)