As he spoke, the ink under the feet of the Ranbi Elder became more and more rippling, and it became more and more dark and radiant, as clear and swirling as a living creature. Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info he holds the pen in front of his right hand, and draws a few words from top to bottom, and the words are as smart as Jinglong, and the freehand is like splashing ink.

As soon as the first word "seal" was written, nine strokes drew ink and rushed towards the weeping elder, moving and changing in the air. Crying Elder "Pear Fall" raised, greeted up, just about to pick up the first stroke, only to see it a spiral ring wrapped around the tip of the sword, the front seems to be a "one", the subsequent strokes are all listed, and re-composed a complete "seal" word, when the word is completed, a burst of brilliance, straight to the Crying Elder. The Crying Elder's eyes narrowed slightly, and a shackled Mosso appeared on his waist, feet, and wrists. It turns out that the word "seal" is so wonderful.

"Yes, yes, it's interesting." The Crying Elder spoke, but there was no trace of nervousness in his tone, and some were only relieved and lonely, and then he held the fingers of "Liluo" and lightly clasped the sword grid, and said in his mouth, "'Young and fresh clothes are not bitter'. As these words spoke, Elder Weeping's entire body trembled, and a bare robe appeared close to the surface of his body, as delicate and lubricated as a veil, as gorgeous and colorful as silk, and as soon as it came out, it shattered Mosso, and then the bare robe quietly disappeared.

As soon as the crying elder broke free from Moso, he rushed forward with his sword, and there were a few inkblots in front of him, and the ink was set up into a "grid" word a few steps away, although the crying elder probably talked about its function, but it was not safe to have him, a few steps out, a sword stabbed directly, and the tip of the sword touched it and felt a force to the side of the sword. The weeping elder sighed, and then he took his sword momentum, slowly and undulatingly, and the word "grid" scattered in the air as if it had been haloed by water.

At this time, the Elder of the Ranpen did not retreat, and appeared on the side of the Elder Crying, and the "Spring and Autumn" in his hand was swayed at will, the ink was vertical and horizontal, the ink covered the sky, and the ripples of ink under his feet rotated more urgently. It is the move "splashing ink freehand" created by the elder of the chaotic pen, which is ethereal and ethereal, and it is like a waterfall for thousands of miles. The weeping elder's eyes lit up, and he held his sword and carefully blocked. The blade of the sword and the ink collided crisply, making a burst of "thump" sounds, which were endless.

At this time, it was the chaotic pen elder who deceived himself forward, and the crying elder retreated step by step. The characters you chase after me will replace each other at once.

But when the weeping elder retreated, he was not weak and weak, and he was not even in a hurry, he walked slowly, moved gently, and the sound of "bang" seemed to come and go one after another.

On the other hand, the Elder of the Ranpen frowned, and there was a look of surprise and solemnity in his eyes. At present, the sudden freehand always feels a little heavier, the end of the pen seems to weigh about a thousand catties, and there is no free willfulness of the previous flowing clouds and waters. Watching the Crying Elder retreat with his sword in a well-founded manner, the sword was placed on the ink he had drawn, and as soon as it sounded, he suddenly understood, and immediately stopped his body in one step, and the "Spring and Autumn" drew a thick ink down, took a few steps back, and looked at the Crying Elder solemnly with a pen.

"Elder Wailing's 'Messy' Body Method is simply a transcendent realm, I never thought that this body method would be so useful." Elder Ranpen said self-deprecatingly, "Although it is a strange skill, I never thought that the door will know the body, but I can't deserve this 'strange' word, think about it, my generation is still too self-righteous, arrogant, and the law of the thread, it is really deep but begging someone to dig it." ”

It turned out that when the weeping elder was counterattacked and retreated by the chaotic pen elder, he used the sound of "pear falling" and ink touching, coupled with the measured footsteps, to slowly brew the wonderful realm of the "unruly" body method. The realm is one percent, and all the postures of the chaotic pen elders included in it have been disrupted, and it just so happens that the "splashing ink freehand" is the artistic conception of the wind and thunder, and it is so simple and not simple to resolve by the crying elders.

"Haha, it's nothing." The crying elder stood up with his sword, and suddenly rushed forward, raising his sword to stab the face of the chaotic pen elder, the chaotic pen elder never thought that it would come so fast, and the "Spring and Autumn" block was too late, opening his mouth was a spit, and a ball of ink rushed out of his mouth, which was able to catch up with such a quick move, and the "bang" was another sound.

The Crying Elder didn't want to take him down like this, and on the side of his body, another sword slashed across his waist, and the chaotic pen Elder was about to be cut off if he saw the posture of flying upside down. At the "Spring and Autumn Period", the ripples of ink stretched out an ink claw, grabbed the bare feet of the Ranbi Elder, and the Ranbi Elder flew away mutately. But the "pear fall" still cut off the ink claw and let out another "bang".

The crying elder missed a blow, his figure flashed, and he was divided into two figures, when it was a "sigh" in his body, chasing after the chaotic elder. As soon as Elder Ranbi stabilized his body and stood on the ripples of ink that followed, he had to face the attacks that followed by the weeping elder. The two figures each came around the Qu Evil, and the speed was extremely fast, otherwise they would not have allowed the Elder of the Messy Pen to have no time to deal with it, and the moment the Crying Elder raised his sword, the two merged into one.

It was the trick of "Folding Fan Pianpeiming" again, but I saw that the folding fan called by the fan-shaped sword light immediately took shape behind the Elder Chaobi, but this time this "folding fan" was opened horizontally out of thin air, just five folds, not as much as the last sword light. Pei Ming's voice started, and a sword light came towards the Elder Ranbi, and he also split into two figures in one step to avoid the sword light, but the sword light also hit the ripples of ink under him, and there was a "bang" sound.

The follow-up four sword lights came one after another, and the Elder Ranbi splashed his pen one after another, and the four sounds of "Bang Bang" sounded one after another, listening to the sound, the Elder Ranbi looked shocked, and recalled the attack of the Crying Elder, all of which were triggered by the collision with it, and there were just seven sounds, and when the sword light was mastered, he also hit the Elder Crying closely, and his heart was even more determined, so he had to smile bitterly, and he was led by the Elder Crying all the time. Quickly turn around and hold the pen and stand.

I saw that the weeping elder actually held the sword and no longer bullied the front, the sword seemed to weigh about 10,000 jun, and he held it with both hands, and seven circular lights appeared out of thin air between the weeping elder and the chaotic pen elder, although the light was full of brilliance. Elder Ranbi thought to himself that this was indeed the "Seven Stars", seven rings and seven stacks, but he never thought that it was another commonly used move in the door, could it be because there were new disciples watching the battle? Thinking of this, the more ashamed he felt, and he couldn't force Elder Crying to use his own tricks. I made up my mind again, and it seems that I have to deal with it with a lot of spirit. But in front of him, he had to dodge the heavy blow after the seven stars overlapped.

The "Spring and Autumn Period" of the chaotic pen elder swept away, the ripples of ink were loud, and the lake rose to the sky, and an ink dragon was now, not defending the counterattack, and rising against the crying elder. At this time, the crying elder held the sword in both hands, slowly moved forward a little, only to see a sword light pass through the circular light one by one, through one to grow a few points, the ink dragon bit on the third light, just the sword light also traveled here, "boom" The ink dragon was thrown far into the air, scattered on the lake like splashing ink, and the sword light did not see the previous ferocity, but also forward, one by one, and then hit the "Spring and Autumn" of the Ranpen Elder. Elder Ranpen's eyes widened, and Su Wei swayed the wind, and it was connected into a piece of phantom dotted on the sword light, each stroke made the ink splash away with the sword light, and the more the sword light was sharpened, the smaller it became, but at this time, the crying elder came close with the sword light, and raised his hand is a move "The light and crazy years are hard to hide" stabbed directly, the right hand of the Ranbi elder did not stop, and the side of his body was also hit by a swift sword light, and a mouthful of blood spit out and flew out, drawing two high waves of water on the surface of the lake, and retreated about a hundred feet to stabilize his body. As soon as he stood still, there was another mouthful of blood, but he didn't have time to wipe it, and the ripples of ink under his feet were a little smaller. It's time to fight, Elder Ranpen made up his mind.

The pen and the right hand were writing quickly, and as the strokes were solemn, the ink scattered on the surface of the lake expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, the weeping elder and his feet were full of ripples of ink. Elder Wailing looked at it carefully, looking very curious, looking forward to what was new in the messy pen.

"Keep crying, this is a trick I have recently realized, and I hope to give me some advice." Elder Ranpen said in a deep voice.

"It's easy to say, I want to see it too." The weeping elder smiled at the rippling ink under his feet.

Elder Ranbi didn't talk nonsense anymore, he stepped out in one step, but he disappeared in the air, Elder Wailing's eyes opened slightly, and the ink beside him suddenly scattered into a "blank", and the green lake water had to see the blue sky.

Just blocked the attack, but saw that there was a "blank" behind him, and the elder of the pen held the pen in the other place and hit again, the crying elder had to stretch out his hand to hide a hand knife in the past, as soon as he came into contact with the "Spring and Autumn", he felt that it was wrong, and sure enough, the word "seal" was formed under his hand, and then the ink on the surface of the lake twisted a few thick ink socks, and the crying elder was shackled on the surface of the lake. At what time of the "Spring and Autumn" of the Ranpen Elder, the clear lake water immediately appeared under the feet of the Crying Elder, and it was another "blank".

Elder Ranpen disappeared again, and at this time, the surface of the entire lake formed by ink tightly shrank by half, and at this time, a sky-high ink-colored column rushed out from under the feet of the Elder Weeping, and the entire figure of the Elder Wailing was submerged in the black pillar, and the black pillar swelled more and more, and finally reached about ten zhang.

At this time, Elder Ranbi appeared outside the surface of the ink lake, panting, presumably such a big move also consumed a huge amount. Although he was panting, "Spring and Autumn" was still clenched, and his eyes were not on the ground looking at the towering black pillar.

The surface of the lake was calm again, except for a few breaths of air that Elder Ranpen had gasped, except for the abrupt ink cylinder.

But the group of people on the Yawang Tower has always been lively.

"Wow, that's amazing. The weeping elder looked so chic with a sword, and the weapon of the chaotic pen elder turned out to be a brush. ”

"You can try to use the chicken leg as a weapon later, thank you."

"Watch the battle well, don't talk about what you don't have."

"Hmm."

"Hmm."

"Hehe, this 'unruly' has such a wonderful use, and it is not true that people become old and fine."

"'Chu Chu'? What a poor name. ”

"It's '亍亍', pronounced 'touch', and it is the magic technique of the Red Dust Pavilion. It can be stopped and entered, and it is graceful. It seems that the moves are indeed dead, some people use them to live, and some people use them to death......"

"Elder Ranpen, ready to spit out a mouthful of ink and cry to death, Elder is so disgusting!"

"Can you stop a little bit, be quieter, okay?"

"That's it!"

"That's it!"

"That's it!"

"That's it!"

"Keep watching, don't pay attention to Xie Xie! Don't be sloppy. ”

"This weeping elder has been saving up for so long, he must have made a killing move......

"Sure enough, Elder Ranbi was knocked away, and the handsome ink dragon also disappeared."

"It seems that Elder Ranbi has really gained something, looking at the continuous pieces of ink, and the strange and extremely fast attack, it really makes the pressure on Elder Crying increase dramatically."

"Elder Crying won't just lose, that black pillar is so big!"

"No, you see that Elder Ranbi is not standing solemnly next to him, looking ready to deal with the next battle."

"Oh, that's true, it looks like there's still a fight." Wu Xiao continued to stare closely at the water curtain in front of him, and he had heard that Elder Wailing's strongest move was the "Fourteen Swords of Great Compassion", and it seemed that the battle just now had not yet appeared. However, the detailed battle scene just shown from the water curtain made their hearts surge, this is the competition between cultivators, and they can't help but yearn for it, and their blood is boiling.

Looking at the battle just now, his heart became more and more full of longing for the cultivation path, is this the height he can reach in the future, he couldn't help but think so.

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