The paintbrush in Qin Xuance's hand flew up and down in the air like a phantom, and in a short time, a painting was completed.

Drawn, the words are shown. The original treasure light rises.

Painting title: Xiao Li Guanghuarong.

Realm: Four-star general

Skill: Seal your throat with an arrow

Qin Xuance reached out to hold the original treasure light. The talent in the painting palace is rising. At this time, the amount of talent in his body was already close to three feet.

Three feet is one meter. One meter of talent, this is the amount of talent that only the realm of painting spirits has. In the past few days, a large number of original paintings have been created, and the river of his talent has reached a realm close to the spirit of painting, so two paintings of the realm war have evolved at the same time.

The middle-aged scribe's town guard didn't expect that Qin Xuance would be able to create an original painting when he was fighting, and he must know that the original painting needs to be calm, have no other mind, and devote all his body and mind to it in order to successfully complete the war painting.

In the past, he was surprised by Qin Xuance's original talent, and in a short period of time, he was promoted from a six-tablet painter to a first-class painter, originally thought that those original paintings were already drafted when he was outside, but he didn't expect this son's talent to be so strong on the way to originality, if he can maintain his original talent in the future, his achievements are limitless.

Although he was surprised, the middle-aged scribe was a person who had seen the world after all, and what kind of genius had not seen it, for a low-level painting like a general-level war painting, it did not make him unacceptable. I think that at the beginning, he was in that place, but he had seen a genius in the painter realm create a war painting at the level of the spirit realm or even the soul realm. Because the later it gets, the more difficult it is to create war paintings. The value of a soul realm battle painting far exceeds the value of a hundred general realm battle paintings.

Seeing that Qin Xuance's battle painting had finished evolving, he didn't wait any longer, and waved the brush in his hand.

One stroke is a painting, and one painting is complete.

I saw a warrior holding a soft sword stepping out of the painting, and judging by its speed, it was not weaker than that of a mad swordsman.

At the same time, on the stone tablet behind the middle-aged scribe, a line of small characters appeared.

Title: The Breeze Blows the Willow Sword's Intent

Realm: Two-star general

Skill: Flying without a shadow

Qin Xuance's mind moved. Lu Zhishen, who had been chasing the mad swordsman, took a few steps back and stood one meter in front of Hua Rong. Stand in front like a door god.

The middle-aged scribe frowned slightly, he didn't even attack, did he want to attack by defending? Just when the middle-aged scribe was wondering, Qin Xuance told him the answer.

I saw Hua Rong summoned out, stretched out his hand behind him, and took out a big black iron bow and came out. Then the starlight in his hand spit out, and an arrow of talent converged.

Aimed at the mad swordsman ten meters away.

This arrow was like a meteor catching the moon, and it went straight to the throat of the mad swordsman.

The middle-aged scribe's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart jumped, such a fast arrow, such a tricky angle. He controlled the mad swordsman with his mind, and there was a faint feeling that he couldn't dodge.

said that it was too late, and the mad swordsman stepped on it, and his figure quickly turned, narrowly avoiding this throat-piercing arrow.

Although this person is only in the realm of a four-star warrior, his archery skills are so high that the mad swordsman who evolved with the painting of the wind faintly feels that he can't dodge, and he must kill this archer first, otherwise if he is allowed to shoot arrows like this, the mad swordsman will not be able to resist at all.

With a move in his mind, the mad swordsman and the swordsman holding the soft sword rushed towards Hua Rong at the same time, one left and one right.

With the speed of the two of them, they only arrived two meters in front of Hua Rong in an instant, and the two of them slashed and slashed, one left and one right, and killed Hua Rong.

Qin Xuance's mind moved, and Lu Zhishen stepped out to block Hua Rong's left side and prepared to use his body to resist the mad swordsman's knife, and his right hand became a claw and directly grabbed the soft sword of the swordsman.

At this time, Hua Rong's second arrow had already appeared on the string.

One arrow through the air

Towards the swordsman's throat.

With such a close arrow, how could that swordsman dodge, and there was Lu Zhishen blocking his sword on the side.

Before he had time to think about it, the soft sword in the swordsman's hand turned around and gave up the attack, blocking in front of him.

Just listen to the thud, Hua Rong's arrow shot at the hilt of the soft sword. The sheer force caused the swordsman to take three steps back.

At the same time, the big knife of the mad knife also slashed at Lu Zhishen's back.

The mad swordsman slashed hard, directly cutting a huge hole in Lu Zhishen's back. Even with Lu Zhi's deep back, he was seriously injured, and the injury was visible to the bone. But at this moment, in the void, two sounds of breaking the void came.

I saw that after Hua Rong forced the swordsman back, he pulled the bowstring again, and the two talented feather arrows had already headed towards the two positions of the mad swordsman's throat and heart.

So close distances. Moreover, at this time, the mad swordsman was at the time when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born, and the big knife in his hand was still sandwiched between the muscles of Lu Zhishen's back, and there was no other weapon on his body that could block the two arrows like a meteor.

The mad swordsman discarded the broadsword in his hand and quickly retreated under his feet. Qiangxin twisted his body and dodged the arrow from his heart, while his left hand curled into a claw and grabbed the arrow that was close to his throat.

This series of reaction actions was only completed in a flash of lightning, which shows the speed of the mad swordsman.

The mad swordsman grabbed the tail of the feather arrow with his left hand, and the huge impact force made him take five steps back before he surveyed and stood there, quietly looking at Hua Rong motionless.

"Qin family boy, you won." The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said.

That's right, Qin Xuance won, although the mad swordsman caught the feather arrow, but before he caught the feather arrow, the feather arrow had already pierced his throat with an arrow.

After the middle-aged scribe's defender finished speaking, the body of the mad swordsman fell heavily behind him, and then turned into starlight and disappeared without a trace.

The mad swordsman is dead, only that swordsman is left, there is Lu Zhishen, the angry eye King Kong to protect Hua Rong, that swordsman can't break through Lu Zhishen's defense and kill Hua Rong, then the final outcome will be shot to death by Hua Rong one arrow after another.

Qin Xuance also touched the cold sweat on his forehead, this one was actually a thrilling victory, if Lu Zhishen couldn't bear the mad swordsman's big knife, even if Hua Rong could shoot the mad swordsman, in the end, he would still lose.

But no, he has confidence in Hua Rong's archery. If Hua Rong's close-range strength is at most the strength of a one-star general, then his archery skills can at least be compared to the power of a seven-star general. Hua Rong's archery technique is the first in the realm.

"Qin boy, you can really give me enough surprises, I am waiting for you on the seventh layer of the bucket painting platform, but when you reach the seventh layer, your arrow technique is useless, hahaha" After the middle-aged scribe finished speaking, he laughed and turned into light and shadow and dissipated.

At the same time, the stone tablet on the bucket painting platform, a door of light appeared.

Is it finally time for the final challenge? Then let me see how strong this level can be challenged by a genius who can only be regarded as a reckless world. Qin Xuance said silently in his heart, and then walked step by step towards the light gate that led to the final challenge.