132 painting saints

"Senior brothers, this is just a challenge, his Wang family doesn't dare to kill me in front of so many people, at most I will be a little injured, besides, as a personal disciple of Ling Tianzong, can I surrender without a fight?" Ye Hao rolled his eyes and said.

As a personal disciple of Tifeng, Ye Hao's every move represents Tifeng's face, if he admits defeat before he fights, I'm afraid he won't have the face to go back to see his master Cao Yan and several senior brothers.

"Little junior brother, I support you, the people of our body peak are born to fight!" Cao Ying said solemnly after coming out of it.

The body peak's exercises are originally body refining exercises, and only after continuous battles can he improve quickly, as for Ye Hao, if it weren't for the existence of the Heaven Devouring Demon Seed, his immortal body would not have improved so quickly.

"Okay, in that case, let's go and cheer for Senior Brother Ye together!"

A group of people walked towards the center of Falling Star County, except for a dozen or so gatekeepers who were left, all the disciples followed behind Ye Hao.

Although the Wang family is the overlord of Falling Star County, they are very low-key, and it is rare for this kind of initiative to challenge them, so when Ye Hao and the others arrived, the entire martial arts arena was already surrounded by water, and there was not even a gap to walk.

"Here, the people who fought with the children of the Wang family are here!"

Ye Hao and they are such a large group of people, and they are all young people, all of them are not low, and the worst ones are the strength of the Spirit Martial Realm, and it is difficult not to be discovered.

"See, it's a young man at the front who wants to fight Wang Daochen!" an onlooker pointed at Ye Hao and said.

"Oh!" said a man behind him with a portrait that was incredibly clear.

I don't know who painted the portrait, although the person in the portrait can't be said to be exactly the same as Ye Hao, but at least nine points similar.

"Who painted this, it's so realistic. An old man asked in surprise after comparing the portrait with Ye Hao.

The strength of this old man is not enough, if it is a person who understands the artistic conception to look at this painting, you will find that there is a mysterious atmosphere in the painting, which is a kind of artistic conception, and it is also an extremely powerful artistic conception.

The person who took the painting was also an old man, the old man was wearing a moon-white robe, with white hair, with a gentle smile on his face, but his body was very strong, at least one meter eight tall, it seemed that he did not have any cultivation, but the scene was obviously very crowded, but there was a big gap around the old man.

"Haha! The old man doesn't have any cultivation qualifications, so he can only paint at home all day long, which makes everyone laugh!" said the old man with a smile on his face.

In the Qingyun Continent, even if you don't have any cultivation qualifications, you will practice desperately, this is not only a matter of dignity, but also a major problem of survival, you must know that there are many demon beasts in the wild, and there is no protection of cultivation, even if you grow food, it is just for the demon beasts to eat.

When a young man heard the old man say this, he glanced at the old man carefully, and suddenly asked respectfully, "Excuse me, are you a painting saint?"

This young man has the fivefold cultivation of the Martial King, but he is so respectful to an old man who has not cultivated, which makes people look a little weird.

"Painting the saint?" The old man shook his head, and just when the young man recognized the wrong person, he said slowly: "The old man has not yet broken through to the holy realm, but he can't afford to paint the saint." ”

Painting the Holy Leaf Shengtian, is the legend of the entire Heavenly Desolate Domain, it is rumored that he has never practiced exercises and martial arts in his life, he entered the Tao with painting, and the artistic conception of painting has been comprehended by him to the peak, and he has challenged a large sect with the power of one person, if it is not for his last mercy, that sect will definitely be famous from the mainland, some people say that with his strength, as long as he is willing, he can break through to the Holy Realm in an instant at any time, of course, no one knows whether it is true or false, but even if it is the Venerable Realm, no one dares to shoot at him!

He is Ye Shengtian, a few days ago he happened to travel to Falling Star County, at this time he heard that there was a duel and came to take a look, as for the portrait in his hand, he watched Ye Hao paint two days ago.

The young man's voice is actually not small, at least the people around ten meters should hear it clearly, but now they did not show the slightest abnormality, as if they didn't hear it at all, thinking of this, the young man looked at Ye Shengtian with a slight fear in his eyes, you must know that behind him, there was a Martial Emperor powerhouse.

"Senior, you really haven't practiced the exercises?" the young man was curious and asked the question that most people wanted to ask.

Painting the Holy Leaf Shengtian is legendary, and it is also very mysterious, and his body seems to be shrouded in a mist, which makes people can't help but want to dig it.

Ye Shengtian glanced at the young man strangely, and said with a smile: "If you haven't practiced the exercises, I'm afraid the old man has become loess." ”

He couldn't remember how old he was, but he was never less than two hundred, and his appearance hadn't changed for a hundred years.

Ye Shengtian got a special exercise in his early years, because of his qualifications, he couldn't practice even the most ordinary exercises, but that special exercise was different from ordinary cultivation exercises, he didn't need to work hard, as long as he painted, copyed, there would be a steady stream of heaven and earth vitality to improve his body, enhance his cultivation, the most important thing is his will, his will is extremely strong, even the peak martial emperor, it is impossible to withstand his will to contain a gaze.

"The seniors also want to get the fruit of life?"

Ye Shengtian shook his head, he was alone, what was the use of asking for the fruit of life, but he had lived for so many years and had never seen anything of the fruit of life, so he was naturally a little curious.

At this moment, on the martial arts arena, there was a shout, Ye Hao had already flown into the air to the martial arts arena, and Wang Dao Chenye was the same.

"I thought you would throw in the towel, but I didn't expect you to really have the courage to come up. The atmosphere outside the martial arts arena did not affect Wang Daochen, he looked at Ye Hao calmly, and there was no trace of waves in his eyes.

Ye Hao's cultivation was really not worth mentioning in Wang Daochen's eyes, although he comprehended the artistic conception of power and defeated Yun Dong, he still didn't take it seriously.

"The word admit defeat has never existed in my Ye Hao's dictionary!"

Although he had a dignified look on his face, his fighting spirit was very high, his eyes were full of golden light, and a domineering momentum rose from the sky, Wang Daochen's words did not have the slightest impact on him.

If you look closely at Ye Hao's eyes, you will find that in the depths of his eyes, there is a rotating rune, which is the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye formed after the Thunder Tribulation, this Heavenly Eye is only preliminarily formed, even Ye Hao is not very clear about its function.

"In that case, I want to see how many catties you have!" Wang Daochen said, his whole body surging with yuan, and he threw a punch carelessly.

The crazy spinning tornado took shape quickly on the fist, sending out a series of powerful devouring powers, and under the sufficient yuan force, the tornado expanded rapidly, as it advanced. Cracks in the space continue to arise.