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That excitement soothes the pores of the whole body.

Yu Zizheng, who was on the other side, naturally did not find Liu Qing's abnormality, Liu Qing at this time, in the eyes of others, was a person writing poems with a pen, or an ordinary poem.

Among the forty-eight people, none of them were optimistic about Liu Qing, because they knew that Liu Qing had already lost, but a few people felt that it was too ruthless to use this method against Liu Qing, but unfortunately there was no chance to redeem it now.

At this time.

Behind Yu Zizheng, it is like an army, and the whole team is arranged into a cone, this cone-shaped formation, in ancient times, is the meaning of attack, like a sharp knife stabbing at the enemy, at the same time, this formation can also give people a deterrent.

The dragon hovering in front can be said to be a dragon knight, wearing an iron mask on his face.

Above the mask, a pair of deep but murderous eyes were revealed, staring at Liu Qing tightly, waiting for Yu Zizheng's last stroke to fall, when the last full stop was drawn, that would be the day of their attack.

And Yu Zizheng, now there are only the last three words left, he wrote quickly, three words, it hardly took a few breaths, in the blink of an eye, the last full stop, has already fallen.

The hearts of forty-eight people were all entangled.

Outside the sky and outsiders, although they said they would not look, they climbed up again, stood at the top of the tree, and watched it all quietly.

There are fifty of them, so why don't they want to see if Liu Qing can create any miracles.

It's just that.

Now on Liu Qing's side, there is still no movement at all, calm as usual, and not even a trace of Haoran righteousness has come, how can such a thing make them look forward to it.

"Kill"

The person riding on the back of the golden dragon suddenly raised the silver-tipped spear in his hand, pointed high at the sky, and let out a low and powerful killing word from his mouth.

People in the rear.

They all raised the weapons in their hands and shouted along with them.

"Kill"

"Kill"

"Kill"

A group of people, following the golden dragon and charging towards Liu Qing's side, like a wolf and a tiger, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, stabbed Liu Qing's heart fiercely.

Liu Qing's forehead was also sweating, even he didn't understand what was going on, why, he wrote so many sentences, and it still didn't have any effect, but there was no effect, so what was the reaction on his body

He trusts his instincts.

This poem is written, it is definitely a poem that can fight against each other, even if there is a dragon, what if there is a tiger, when he writes it, you have to coil it for me, if it is a tiger, you have to lie down for me

It's just that now, why is there no reaction?

fast

Hurry up again

When Liu Qing just spoke, he had already recalled all this poem, which is why he kept talking to the other party.

"Oops"

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he chuckled in his heart, as if something was going to happen, at this time, he had already written the last sentence, but his gaze couldn't help but look ahead.

"I haven't read this poem for a long time, but there is a typo in it."

"If there is a typo, then the effect of this poem will be greatly reduced, maybe there will be no effect, maybe this is the reason why I can't write the effect"

"Damn, then I'm not going to die."

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced ahead, thousands of troops, less than three meters away from his position, and it was only a breath of time.

The dragon knight in front, the spear in his hand, bloomed with silver light, and the tip of the spear was faintly flashed with thunder, and the slightest trace of thunder lingered, quietly exploding, making the surrounding space appear a little black, but it quickly disappeared, just by virtue of this, it is to know how powerful the opponent's strength is.

A group of tiger knights in the rear, the sky above has already become golden, the golden light gathers, a long sword, piercing the sky and flying, just looking at this scene, it already makes people feel that it is full of the power of destroying the world, let alone Liu Qing, who is the closest to him, even the two people outside the sky and outsiders in the distance are holding their breath and almost unable to breathe.

"Kill"

The dragon knight roared, and the spear stabbed out.

Countless thunderbolts quickly condensed and condensed together, and the originally scarce thunderbolts burst open in an instant, three or four meters wide, even if it was an elephant, it would be swallowed up by this thunderbolt

The tiger knight in the rear also delivered a fatal blow

In their philosophy, it is to kill the enemy with one move

Forty-eight people shook their heads, knowing what the outcome of this matter was, and some people's eyes were full of regret, because this matter was also beyond their control.

Yu Zizheng stood in place with a cold face, watching all this, in fact, he didn't want to use this poem to fight Liu Qing at first, but Liu Qing was too annoying later, which made him unbearable, and finally his head was hot, so he wrote this poem.

Since he has already done it, then he naturally will not regret it.

Seeing that Liu Qing was still struggling to write, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, there had been no heroic righteousness from the beginning, even if it was written, what could it be.

At this time, the slap suddenly sounded a crashing sound, the sound was deafening, and even the earth was shaking, and the two people outside the sky and people in the trees in the distance fell from the trees again, but the two did not curse, because they were already shocked.

Not only them, but even the forty-nine people, including Yu Zizheng, were also shocked

"What how can this be"

"Why did this happen, could it be that the poem he wrote was actually a war poem"

"Oh my God, but in this case, the defense is too strong, just now, don't say it's him, if you are an ordinary half-saint, I'm afraid there is no way to fight it."

"No wonder he was in danger just now, it turned out that he was confident, everything was under his control, you see the speed of his pen, it hasn't changed at all, it seems that he has known that this is the result."

"How can this son have such strength, even if he is in his fifties, he may not be able to have such strength, and he can actually defend against Yu Zizheng's Dragon and Tiger Fu"

Yu Zizheng took two steps back, his eyes were also full of shock, and he muttered to himself: "Impossible, impossible, how can he defend against my Dragon and Tiger Fu, impossible, my poetry is the most powerful, how can he defend it." ”

"He's still writing poetry, and he doesn't even look at it, does he really know that he can't do it?"

"What the hell is he writing poetry, what is he writing?"

"Attack continue to attack" Yu Zizheng roared, the brush in his hand waved in the sky, and the golden majestic righteousness was transported to the front.

The team attacked again, but it was still the same as before.

The powerful attack team was about to rush in front of Liu Qing when a golden light appeared in front of them, forming a barrier in front of them, and it was also able to absorb all the damage they caused, as if it was omnipotent.

It was this situation that shocked others.

Liu Qing was also shocked.

Because he didn't know what was going on, he could touch his conscience and speak, just now when the other party's attack was about to rush up, in fact, he was so scared that his soul was about to fall, but he didn't believe that the poem he wrote would have no effect, so he was speeding up and desperately writing, hoping to finish it in the end.

It's just that.

Unexpectedly, when the attack arrived in front of him, a golden barrier appeared, so he was also surprised, when he looked at the golden barrier, after absorbing the opponent's attack very easily, Liu Qing's heart was finally relieved, it seems that the effect of this poem has begun to appear.

In other words, it has already appeared, but it has appeared quietly, so that people can't notice it at all, if it weren't for this group of people attacking, I'm afraid no one would have noticed.

With such a scene, Liu Qing understood something.

He looked down at the poem with the last line left, and immediately began to write, his whole body was now full of energy, and he wanted to see what the result would be when this poem was finished.

At this time, not only was he looking forward to it, but others were also looking at Liu Qing expectantly.

rumble

When Liu Qing was writing poems, the previous White Tiger and Golden Dragon teams were still attacking without giving up, and every time they returned, at the same time, every time they failed, it made Yu Zizheng's face look ugly, and he didn't seem to expect that there would be such a result

One failure

Two failures

Three failures

When the tenth attack failed, Yu Zizheng's eyes were already red, and the previous imposing team did not have the momentum of looking at the world, and with the failure of the attack, it disappeared again and again.

Meantime.

Liu Qing's poem was finally written.

When the brush drew the last period, Liu Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that the most difficult battle had ended.

Everyone looked at what he wrote expectantly, but there was no movement.

Liu Qing also waited, but he didn't wait.

Half a minute passed, and it was still just defense.

"Is it just that the defense fails?"

"That's all there is to it"

"Hey, it seems that he can't write a war poem for attack."

"I don't know what it's written, but I really want to see it."

"Then as long as Zizheng continues to attack, doesn't that mean that he can break his defenses, and he will win in the end"

“”

People expressed their opinions one after another, Yu Zizheng saw that Liu Qing did not make other attacks, he breathed a sigh of relief, his face finally eased a little, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he looked at Liu Qing with a sneer, since this is the case, then he will test it to see if the other party's defense can last.

In a flash.

His brush waved, and the knights in front of him finally began to change formations

The dragon knight ran to the center, and the others surrounded him, unleashing the most powerful impact in front of him.

The poem in front of Liu Qing finally moved

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