Chapter Ninety-Five

"As a scholar, you should be heroic and upright, and overwhelm the enemy with great momentum!"

The city lord said, with a wave of the iron pen in his hand, a sonorous and powerful stroke roared out, at this moment, Tianhuo only felt that the city lord was like a changed person, and his whole body was full of heroic righteousness, which made people worship.

"You are a saint of literature, and you should be even more so!" With a stroke of the pen, it shot into the sky, and the city lord turned his head and said.

Tianhuo stared blankly at the place where the stroke disappeared, and couldn't help but take out a little gold pen, and thoughtfully closed his eyes slightly and pondered.

Everyone didn't disturb Tianhuo, but everyone could feel that an inexplicable momentum gradually surged around Tianhuo, and under this momentum, it seemed that the surrounding air was solidified, and Tianhuo seemed to become unpredictable.

After a long time, Tianhuo suddenly opened his eyes, and with a wave of the gold plate dragon pen in his hand, one after another strokes shot out quickly, and in an instant, they converged in mid-air to form a "hundred" character.

The movements in Tianhuo's hand did not stop, at this moment, Tianhuo's right hand was like a phantom, and the strokes were also continuous and fast, counting the effort, a poem had already appeared in mid-air, "Broken iron clothes on the battlefield of a hundred battles!" ”

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations on comprehending Wensheng's exclusive skill pen! ”

"I see, Wen Sheng......" The poem in mid-air gradually faded, and Tianhuo muttered to himself with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, but it's still far from Master Zu's kind of Cheng dù." The city lord said with a smile.

Tianhuo smiled and hugged his fist towards the city lord, "Thank you seniors for your advice!" ”

"Hehe, I'm a half-hung scholar, what guidance can I give you? It's all up to you, and if you go to Wenshengmen in the future, you will definitely have a lot of gains. The city lord smiled.

Pen Strike: Wensheng's exclusive skill, beginner 0/10000, outlining the self-created poems and songs to cause damage to a single target, the damage of strokes and whole words depends on the poems and songs, the attack distance level is ×5 meters, and each stroke consumes MP5.

Looking at the pen skills, Tianhuo couldn't help laughing, single attack, he finally has a single attack skill!

Tianhuo has always relied on verbal criticism to mess around, from the time when the Eight Knives led people to block the road before, Tianhuo knew the importance of a single attack, and at this moment he finally got his wish.

"Actually, I should have thought that the senior of the Wine King had used such a skill in front of me, but unfortunately, I was just surprised at the time, but I didn't think about it." Tianhuo laughed.

"Senior Brother Wine King's book power is stronger than mine, hehe, work hard!" The city lord said, his hands glowing with white light.

Tianhuo looked at the white light gathered in the hands of the city lord suspiciously, but saw that the city lord's hands moved, and the white light wrapped the skyfire, and then disappeared, and at this moment Tianhuo found that his name actually turned white.

"I use the authority of the city lord to open a white name for you for an hour, within this hour, you are like a normal white name, but as soon as the time passes, it will be restored to the purple and black color before fù, be careful yourself!"

Tianhuo smiled and hugged his fist towards the city lord, "Thank you, senior!" ”

The city lord nodded, "Wait for you to come back and go to the Zhao Mansion together." ”

Tianhuo smiled, an hour should be enough, according to the time, Prisoner Bai Teng should still be within the range of Icewind City.

Thinking of this, Tianhuo led the Emperor Yanlin Lion to run towards the teleportation array, Prisoner Bai Teng was bent on killing himself to regain the Prison Heaven Ring, as long as he appeared, he would inevitably rely on induction to come.

Coming to Icewind City, the heavenly fire was directly transmitted to the cold mountain of the ice field, where there was still heavy snowfall, and through the wind and snow, you could vaguely see the black smoke billowing in the distance, where the cold mountain was located.

Looking around, there are few players around, and there is no prisoner Bai Teng.

"Little one, can you sense him?" Tianhuo looked at Emperor Yanlin Lion and asked expectantly.

Emperor Yanlin Shi shook his head, "I can't feel it, why don't you walk forward and see?" ”

It's not the same direction as when you came here, but as long as you walk towards the cold mountain, there is definitely nothing wrong with it.

Sure enough, after walking forward for more than ten minutes, Emperor Yanlin Lion became vigilant, "It's him!" Here it comes! ”

Tianhuo smiled faintly, stopped, and looked up, only to see a figure shooting out from mid-air, shuttling between the snowflakes, and the huge wave of qi lifted away the surrounding snowflakes.

"Damn bastard, you made me like this, I'm going to tear you alive this time!" Prisoner Bai Teng's body was a little wolf, as if he had just experienced a big battle, and there was some gasping in his roar.

Still a hundred meters away, a white light surged around Prisoner Bai Teng's body, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand waved, and one after another sword qi roared towards the heavenly fire.

"A thousand miles a day!"

With the help of unparalleled speed, Tianhuo avoided the attack of Prisoner Bai Teng, and the golden dragon pen appeared in his hand between the flips, "Come on! I'm afraid you won't make it! ”

Prisoner Bai Teng didn't seem to be able to hang in the air for too long, he landed on the ground steadily, glaring at the heavenly fire, the purple-black 'Prison Bai Teng' above his head was extremely dazzling, and above that name, there was a title the same as the heavenly fire: Ten thousand beheaded!

As soon as he landed, Prisoner Bai Teng stepped out, this time, obviously he didn't want to say anything more to Tianhuo, and with so many guilt points, Prisoner Bai Teng had long been unable to suppress the anger in his heart.

The corners of Tianhuo's mouth hooked, "Prisoner!" ”

Airplanes!

With the sound of heavenly fire, a cage formed by light suddenly poured out of Prison Bai Teng's body, and no matter what Prison Bai Teng did, he could not get out of the scope of the cage.

Emperor Yanlin Lion was overjoyed when he saw this, and quickly swept out, and as the distance between him and Prisoner Bai Teng narrowed, he saw a big injury coming out of the top of Prisoner Bai Teng's head.

－900000！

Seeing this damage, Tianhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, in this way, Prisoner Bai Teng has three million health points!

However, Tianhuo's movements can not stop, as soon as the word "prisoner" came out, the gold panlong pen has turned into an afterimage with his right arm, and I saw a series of black strokes like ink flying out quickly, like a torrent, and quickly fell on the prisoner Bai Teng.

"Ten!"

－31150，－30980，－62560。

"Step!"

"Kill!"

"One!"

"People!"

Tianhuo found that every stroke could cause about 30,000 injuries to Prisoner Bai Teng, and when the strokes of the entire character were closed on Prisoner Bai Teng's body, they actually caused more than 60,000 injuries!

In one word, the number of times the damage done to the target is actually +1 for the number of strokes!

And obviously, the damage value is much stronger than the verbal punishment, but the only drawback is that the speed of the attack is not as fast as the verbal punishment, but overall, in the face of a single enemy, the pen is more suitable.

The strokes were closely connected, splashing ink and whistling away, and a series of damage values continued to emerge from the top of the prisoner's head, and he couldn't dodge it at all in the cage.

The skill brought by the Prison Heaven Ring can now trap the target for 17 seconds, but in these 17 seconds, Tianhuo only sketched two lines of poetry, but even so, it has taken away nearly two million lives from Prisoner Bai Teng, and the horror of the pen can be seen.

Maybe it's because of the NPC, Tianhuo can't see Prisoner Bai Teng's health bar, but it can also be estimated that Prison Bai Teng should only have about 100,000 health left, but unfortunately, the cage has been broken, and Prison Bai Teng quickly stepped into the air and avoided Tianhuo's attack.

"Bastard, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, but let me die!" The prisoner roared in midair, and a blinding white light poured out of his sword.