The night in the folding fan seems to have no end, and the thick ink gradually overflows the fan surface. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Tianyi swung his sword and slashed at the layer of ink, but the ink was ethereal like a cloud of smoke.

That seemingly faint layer of ink was not only not dispersed by Tianyi, but enveloped Tianyi in it.

Tianyi stopped abruptly, because suddenly it was dark in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.

Now, no matter how stupid he was, he could guess the identity of the scholar-looking young man, who was actually a cultivator.

Of course, he was not the only one who could see that the scholar was a cultivator. Nan Xinyu on the stage also saw it, and a trace of worry appeared in her eyes.

Since he couldn't see it, Tianyi simply closed his eyes. A strong smell of ink choked him a little.

He had the feeling that his whole being seemed to have fallen into a pitch-black ink tank.

The scholar didn't seem to be in a hurry, and gently shook the folding fan in his hand. looked very leisurely, looking at Tianyi who was shrouded in ink.

A slight meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but when he saw Tianyi gradually calm down.

His faint smile vanished without a trace.

Contrary to their calmness, Kurosawa and Xiang Bo were inseparable for a while. The entire ring was filled with the sound of their two swords colliding violently.

As soon as Tianyi closed his eyes, he just stood there and seemed to feel something.

Although it can't be seen, there is no danger in the ink for a while.

The young scholar seemed to be very dissatisfied with Tianyi's calmness, and his body jumped into the ink with a slight movement.

However, he didn't seem to be affected by the ink, and he came and went freely in the black ink.

Tianyi, who had finally forced himself to calm down, suddenly heard a noise around him. The heart tightened again.

However, the scholar did not directly face Tianyi, but kept wandering back and forth in the ink.

The folding fan in his hand had been closed at some point, with a slightly black fan edge, and it looked more like a pen in his hand at this time.

Black demonic energy wrapped around his fan, looking like a brush with a splash of thick ink.

The void was paper, and he wrote in the void.

I can't tell if he's writing runes or words, where his pen leads. The ink qi turned into a sword light and sword shadow, and rushed straight towards Tianyi.

The sound of breaking the sky became louder and louder in Tianyi's ears, and Tianyi suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were still pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

It was only in the darkness that Tianyi clearly saw that there were several violent shakings.

Tianyi waved his hand and greeted it with a few sword qis, and the two forces collided together. However, there was no deafening explosion, but a burst of raindrops.

A few raindrops hit Tianyi's face, and Tianyi wiped it with his hand. When I looked at my hand again, I realized that it was already pitch black.

Where are the raindrops, it's clearly the ink that splashes down.

Right here, the scholar folded the fan one by one. In an instant, a fierce tiger was outlined, but the tiger had no eyes.

As the so-called finishing touch, the eyes are where the spirit of all things is.

Obviously, the things written by this scholar have not yet reached the realm of living beings.

But even so, Tianyi didn't dare to be careless, and the starry sword gradually surrounded the faint starlight. Although this star is faint, it is condensed at the tip of the sword, and it is the star pendant that Tianyi is most familiar with.

Outside of the jet-black ink, whether it is the people on the stage or the people off the stage. At this moment, they all held their breath.

Because they were all in that cloud of ink, and they heard a faint roar.

Nanning was startled by the sound coming from the ink, but her eyes were looking at Nan Xinyu.

The expression on Nan Xinyu's face was already very calm at this time, but his hand was tightly gripping the corner of the table next to him.

Nanning looked at Nan Xinyu's hand and slowly opened her mouth wide. However, he felt that this seemed a little bad, and quickly covered his mouth with his little hand.

Just stared blankly, the back of Nan Xinyu's bruised hand and the nails that had gone deep into the table.

The first and last thud sounded in the ink.

Because with that violent sound, the ink in the ring was completely dispersed.

The audience outside the venue finally saw the situation in the ink.

I saw an extra ink-colored tiger in the ring, biting Tianyi's arm.

And Tianyi's arm pierced the tiger's abdomen directly from the tiger's mouth, and the starry sword in his hand pierced the old man's body and penetrated out of the tiger's back.

At this moment, the folding fan in the scholar's hand suddenly opened, and the whole folding fan was glowing with a cold cold light.

The cold light drew a graceful arc in the air, but the other end of this arc was actually aimed at Tianyi's neck.

And Tianyi also seemed to be stimulated by his bloody nature at this time, and he didn't dodge at all.

The spiritual power was running wildly, and the starry sword was victorious. The tip of Tianyi's sword struck upwards with force, and it was aimed at the scholar's heart.

Almost everyone present could see that these two men were killing each other.

If these two moves go down, I'm afraid that there will be two more corpses in the ring.

Xiang Bo's face obviously changed, as if he didn't expect that scholar to do this.

Xiang Bo stabbed at Kurosawa, and slapped Kurosawa hard, forcibly distancing himself from Kurosawa.

Then he quickly threw himself into the sky, and the whole person jumped up suddenly. The hand slashed at Tianyi without hesitation, aiming not at Tianyi's head, but at Tianyi's right hand holding the starry sword.

Kurosawa followed closely at the same time, swinging his broadsword at Xiang Bo's back.

"Stop it all"

At this moment, everyone held their breath.

On the high platform, a somewhat hurried voice suddenly sounded.

But Nan Xinyu stood up suddenly, still holding in his hand the corner of the table that she had broken.

Everyone on the field stopped their movements at the same time, and the folding fan in the scholar's hand stopped less than an inch in front of Tianyi's throat.

And the sword in Tianyi's hand had already pierced the scholar's clothes at this time, almost clinging to the flesh and skin.

Xiang Bo fell from mid-air at this time, and it was too late to hold his sword. He had to hold the hilt of his sword and stab it into the ground.

The sword in his hand was almost attached to Tianyi's two arms. Falling from Tianyi's chest, and then straight into the ground.

The long knife in Kurosawa's hand had also fallen one step earlier, leaving a deep scar in the ring.

Everyone present couldn't help but gasp.

"The last ten people have been decided, you don't have to compare"

Nanxin Yuqiang pretended to be calm, and said in a calm tone.

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