Su Yu's strength was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, unstoppable, and no one along the way was his one-in-one.

His speed was extremely fast, and Kong Hui had no intention of dodging at all, and the two were already close at hand.

"Hehe, King Su is too much to see!"

In the void, the Dao Gu was even more unhappy in her eyes, her wrist flicked, a brush swirled in her hand, and then she raised her hand and waved.

Immediately, a trace of ink fell between Su Yu and Kong Hui.

The originally close distance gradually became distant at this moment, and this ink seemed to be painted into a moat, blocked between the two of them, and the ink overflowed rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it seemed to become a sharp river, boundless.

Write down into a river!

The attainments of these three painters have reached the pinnacle of painting, and with a single stroke, they can change the world and improve the level of painting to a certain level, and even draw the sun!

"You're looking for death?!"

Su Yu's footsteps paused, and he looked up at the void with a cold glint in his eyes.

The arrival of these three people is really like a-stirring stick, looking like they are on top, as if everything between heaven and earth should be dominated by them.

The corners of Huang Fulang's mouth curled up with a hint of obscurity, the worse Su Yu's situation is, the more proud he is, these three people have a transcendent status in the painting pavilion, if Su Yu is offended to death, then he can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

The monk of Leiyin Temple breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Su Yu, there was no misfortune and schadenfreude.

Hong Aya looked at Su Yu, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes, he really regarded himself as a character, a little mountain king, so rampant, is he looking for death?

And many other strengths such as the Great Zhou Imperial Family and the Eastern Wilderness Kingdom frowned slightly, Su Yu was so unwise to offend the people of the Painting Pavilion like this.

Situ Old Ancestor's eyes flashed, and he immediately raised his hand and saluted the three people in the painting pavilion and said: "The three immortals don't know, King Su is just revengeful, and he has no intention of offending, please don't be angry." ”

At the same time, he glanced at Su Yu and asked him not to be impulsive.

However, Su Yu turned a deaf ear.

The three immortals can be respected by people, in the final analysis, they still rely on their strong strength to suppress people with their power, and Su Yu doesn't eat this!

"Hehe, don't worry, as long as King Su hands over that Heavenly Dao Picture Scroll to us, we won't care about this matter. One of them spoke.

"That's right, the three of us don't have to get angry with a junior yet. That Dao Gu also nodded.

Listening to this tone, it was as if the Heavenly Dao Picture Scroll was originally the thing they painted the Pavilion.

"It's ridiculous! The three of you came to snatch my so-called junior's things, and you still have the cheekiness to talk like this?" Su Yu chuckled, extremely disdainful.

This sentence was undoubtedly a slap in the face, which made the faces of the three people instantly turn blue.

"That's fine. One of them sighed lightly, "The Heavenly Dao Picture Scroll is not trivial, it is of great use to our painting pavilion, this kind of thing is useless in the hands of ordinary people, we have also heard of King Su's performance in the Confucian test, if the attainments of Confucianism and Taoism can be recognized by us, it will not hurt to put this painting in your hands." ”

"Senior brother!" the Dao Gu frowned, with unwillingness.

The senior brother waved his hand, as if he had taken a big advantage for Su Yu, "Yunhong, you go and have a discussion with King Su." ”

"Hehe, amazing, your cheeks are really amazing!" Su Yu shook his head and smiled angrily.

This painting was originally his, and this group of people seemed to be fighting for themselves a chance to make the distribution more reasonable.

Other people will also have different faces, Yun Hong is a painter of the pavilion, everyone has seen him before, and his strength is a must, so Su Yu can compare with him?

This is clearly bullying.

robbing other people's things, and pretending to be aggrieved, as if the other party took a big advantage, these three old men are worthy of being old men who have lived for countless years, and their cheekiness and scheming are really not covered.

"King Su, we have already given you a chance, don't toast and don't eat and drink!" Dao Gu's face sank and she spoke coldly.

"Are the people who painted the pavilion still such scoundrels?" Lu Fuzi sneered, "Back then, you were also cheeky and wanted to compete for Confucianism and Taoism, and the means really haven't changed at all!"

"Confucianism and Taoism have begun to be buried in the hands of your Shige, for so many years, not a decent disciple has appeared, and a Confucian test has actually made an outsider stand out, what qualifications are there to be called Confucianism and Taoism?" The three of them spoke unceremoniously, still looking arrogant.

At the same time, Yun Hong had already arrived at the ring and looked at Su Yu.

Everyone also set their eyes on Su Yu, they were curious, and they all wanted to see what this powerful king would do.

The strength of the three immortals is undoubted, it can be said that it is the highest in the whole field, at least in their opinion, Su Yu is far from being his opponent.

At this time, the situation was just in contrast, and Dawang Mountain, which was originally powerful, instantly became the weaker side.

I have to admit that after all, the painting pavilion is a holy land, and it has been famous for many years, and its heritage is much stronger than that of a new force like Dawang Mountain.

In front of everyone's eyes, Su Yu's face was calm, but he slowly stepped into the ring.

Did you finally compromise?, everybody thought to themselves.

Yun Hong raised his hand slightly and took out a brush, "King Su, please!"

"I'm not on stage to compete with you. Su Yu's voice was faint, and his gaze crossed directly over his body, "You are not worthy!"

Then, he looked at the three immortals in the void, "You want to ask me about Confucianism and Taoism, why bother so much, you are a painting pavilion, let's just use the painting to compare!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts were beating wildly, and they looked at Su Yu in disbelief.

This guy ...... Crazy?

The Three Immortals of the Painting Pavilion, what kind of existence is that, and they are also proud warriors at the peak in the Divine Domain, and the level of painting has definitely reached an unimaginable level, Su Yu wants to challenge them?

"No...... No, there's no point in fighting!"

"Not necessarily, have you forgotten the previous two games? Le Ge's Le Dao lost, and Tianli Guo's sword Dao also lost, Dawang Mountain, maybe it really will do anything!"

"It's too crazy, Dawang Mountain is too crazy, this inexplicable confidence is really awe-inspiring!"

......

The people of the major forces couldn't calm down at all, and they all talked about it, and they all looked at Su Yu in the ring in a daze.

And the three immortals of the Painting Pavilion were pale and had a trace of disdain on their faces, unimpressed by Su Yu's words.

"I don't know how thick the sky is, you probably can't even hold a pen, how can you paint?" Yun Hong's eyes flashed with anger, his wrist waved, and he had already begun to paint.

"Who said that you must use a pen to paint?" Su Yu stood with his hands in his hands and said leisurely, "You want to see the Heavenly Dao Picture Scroll, then okay, I'll let you see it now!"

(End of chapter)