"You're really going to kill me!"

Lu Ming's eyes were cold, and he said without any fear: "Xun Maocai, I advise you not to kill me, otherwise it will be you who regret it." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Joke, you have humiliated us Changguo people again and again, and you have taken away my inevitable leader at the Seven Kingdoms Cultural Conference, I have never suffered such humiliation as a child of a half-saint family, so I will never allow you. Xun Tianzhi said viciously.

"Xun Maocai, you really don't want to pull back from the precipice?"

"Don't talk nonsense, we must make a break today!"

"Since you are obsessed, then let's use Wendou to speak!"

After Lu Ming finished speaking, the two of them summoned the Talented Spirit Sword together, and at the same time wrote the Spirit Sword poem to enhance the power of the Spirit Sword.

Xun Tianzhi directly used the Xun family's "Sword Killing", and his calligraphy reached the first realm of hard writing, just after a few breaths, the war poem was written.

The golden light on the page appeared, burst out from it, and landed on his talent spirit sword, and immediately exuded an extremely strong momentum.

Although there was an enchantment, it still made some readers feel terrified when they saw it, and hurriedly retreated backwards, for fear of being affected.

"This is the Xun family's famous war poem "Sword Killing", which is a work of Mingzhou, almost close to the existence of Zhenguo poem, Lu Ming will definitely lose. A Changguo scholar smiled confidently.

Lu Ming saw that Xun Tianzhi was writing poems very fast, and he didn't dare to slow down his speed, so he immediately mobilized the power of Wen Xing's "writing chapters" and completed the spirit sword poems almost at the same time.

"Sword Chapter"

Swords are hard to come by, and it's a little difficult to meet.

I once saw it today, and the red color was cold.

The stars in the box move, and the moon shadow on the edge of the ring remains.

Nature is ghostly, and nothing is empty.

After the poem was completed, several rays of light submerged into the spirit sword, and the momentum skyrocketed.

Since the cultivation of both sides was not suppressed by the Holy Temple, the fluctuation of talent generated was very powerful, like two hurricanes colliding fiercely in mid-air, making a piercing sound of "whirring".

Zhou Dongyue's face was surprised, and he thought to himself: "Xun Maocai's "Sword Killing" is very powerful, it can almost be compared to Hanlin, it is worthy of being a person from a half-saint family, it is really terrifying!"

"But the power of Lu Maocai's war poem "Sword Chapter" should not be underestimated, and it is difficult to distinguish between them and Xun Maocai, can they divide the victory and defeat in their first move!"

As soon as this thought flashed, I saw that the talented spirit swords of both sides quickly slashed out, and at the same time, the sword roared sound.

Xun Tianzhi made three sword roars, and his power tripled, while Lu Ming also sounded three sword sounds.

Before becoming an official scribe, the "Sword Chapter" had already been able to make Lu Ming's spirit sword emit two sword sounds, but now that he was officially promoted to the rank of scholar and the talent spirit sword became stronger, the three sword sounds were naturally no longer a problem.

"Ding" sounded for a while, and I saw that the talented spirit swords of the two sides were fiercely fighting in the cultural fighting field, and every pair of swords would be slashed, and a very harsh sound would sound.

At the same time, the enchantment under the cloth began to move, which made Yao Yuanjun's face suddenly change greatly: "Their power can actually shake the enchantment, how is it possible!"

"Their strength has surpassed that of ordinary talents, and they have passed the standard boundaries of Hanlin, so it's not good to continue like this!"

Zhou Dongyue immediately transferred some of the strength to the holy temple through the official seal, so that the enchantment became strong and stopped moving.

Xun Tianzhi showed surprise on his face, and then he became extremely jealous, because he was a genius of the Xun family, and he had trained extremely hard for this Wendou before he could fully exert the power of "Sword Kill".

But Lu Ming is just a humble family, how can he be compared to the Half-Saint Family? This is simply ridiculous!

"Hmph! I still underestimate you!"

Xun Tianzhi snorted coldly, and his forehead began to sweat, after all, this move was extremely talent-consuming.

"Me too, I didn't expect you to be stronger than I thought!"

Lu Ming's face was solemn, and he frantically poured his talent into the spirit sword, constantly launching attacks.

With a "boom", the qi wave rippled out, and the spirit swords of both sides were knocked back together.

Xun Tianzhi suddenly said: "Lu Maocai, you and I are equally powerful, why don't we call the poet soldiers to fight?"

The poet soldier is the abbreviation of the poetry into the army, and the poetry is called to fight through war poems.

"Well, according to you!"

As soon as Lu Ming's words fell, the two of them collected the talent spirit sword together, and at the same time wrote their own war poems.

Xun Tianzhi lifted the pen on the holy page for a burst of dragon flying phoenix dance, and at the same time burst out of talent, mobilizing the aura of heaven and earth to summon twenty poet soldiers in a relatively short period of time, holding swords, guns, swords and halberds and other weapons, murderous.

"Lu Maocai, you're doomed!"

Xun Tianzhi laughed as he spoke, and at the same time took out a piece of talent spirit jade from the Qiankun bag, absorbing the rich talent contained in it.

"He can summon twenty poets in one go, this Xun Tianzhi is really a rare genius!"

"I didn't expect his poems to be so powerful, presumably because he used the Xun family's non-transmission war poems!"

"Xun Maocai has already used the treasure of talent spirit jade, and he is really willing to spend his blood, it seems that his war poems need a lot of talent, and he must use talent spirit jade to maintain it, and the power is definitely not small. ”

"It's not good, Lu Mao is in danger......"

Many Liang people had solemn faces, and they were all worried about Lu Ming.

Lin Xiaoyan in the crowd silently cheered for Lu Ming in her heart, thinking, "Lu Ming, I believe you will not lose!"

Almost at the moment when Xun Tianzhi summoned the soldiers, Lu Ming also finished writing the battle poem at the same time.

"Out of the Stopper"

Qin Shi Mingyue Han Shi Guan,

The Long March has not yet been returned.

But to make the dragon city fly in,

Don't teach Humadu Yin Mountain.

After the poem was written, talent burst out from the page, and quickly condensed into a tall and burly general in armor, riding a large horse, wearing a sword at his waist, and holding a longbow.

"It's strange, Xun Maocai's poets are transformed by talent, and their bodies are illusory, but why do Lu Maocai's poets look so real?"

"This is not a poem into a soldier, it is a more powerful poem to call soldiers, which can call out the generals written in the poem, and the power is several times more powerful than that of poetry into soldiers!"

"Li Guang! It's General Fei Li Guang! I've seen his portrait before, and it's exactly the same as the soldier Lu Maocai called!"

"Impossible!"

Xun Tianzhi was shocked, as if he had seen a ghost, and shouted: "How is this possible! The poetry and war soldiers can't even do it to me, a child of a half-saint family, you are just a child of a poor family, how can you do it!"

All the people of Changguo had ugly faces, and they almost couldn't believe their eyes, "Lu Maocai can actually call the soldiers in poetry, and Xun Mao is in danger!"

"Even if you can summon the soldiers, with your talent, you may not be able to control it, and you don't know who wins and who loses!

Xun Tianzhi roared angrily, and all the poets charged forward, killing Lu Ming with a fierce momentum.

Lu Ming looked up at "Li Guang" and gently spit out a word: "Kill!"

I saw that "Li Guang" quickly drew the bow full, and the majestic heaven and earth aura quickly descended, condensing into an arrow in the middle.

"Huh!"

Xun Tianzhi suddenly let out a surprised sound, because most of the heaven and earth aura was mobilized by Lu Ming, making the heaven and earth aura here extremely thin.

"Not good!"

"Whew!"

An arrow was shot, and suddenly there was a sound like thunder, and I saw a thunderous arrow flash quickly, penetrating the body of a poet, and then a force burst out, rippling around.

"Boom!"

Where the power passed, the bodies of the poets collapsed one after another, and in just a moment, half of the poets summoned by Xun Tianzhi were killed!

"Impossible!"

Xun Tianzhi was shocked, his face turned white with a brush, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Li Guang" fired a bow again, only to see another arrow flash, and the power of the sharp arrow exploded among the poets, destroying the remaining poets directly.

"How can this be! Why! How can your talent be so powerful!"

Xun Tianzhi yelled hysterically, completely afraid to accept this fact.

Zhou Dongyue stood up suddenly, and said with great joy: "This is the top-level Hanlin war poem, Hanlin or Hanlin is almost invincible! Good!"

Yao Yuanjun's eyes widened, looking at this scene in disbelief, this was completely different from what he expected, in his imagination, it should be Lu Ming who was severely injured by Xun Tianzhi.

However, the reality was very cruel, Lu Ming suppressed Xun Tianzhi with unstoppable force, but Xun Tianzhi had no strength to fight back at all.

"Xun Tianzhi, don't you still admit defeat?", Lu Ming slowly spoke.

"Throw in the towel?"

Xun Tianzhi's face sank, and then he gritted his teeth: "Okay, Lu Mao's talent is superior, Xun Mou admits defeat." ”

"Agreed!"

Lu Ming's face showed a relaxed expression, and he withdrew the power of the poetry to call the soldiers, and the body of "Li Guang" suddenly collapsed, turned into a little starlight and returned to heaven and earth, and then turned around and left.

A madness flashed in Xun Tianzhi's eyes, and he quickly took out a holy page from the Qiankun bag, threw it directly into the sky and opened it, with the word "sword" written in it, and it spontaneously combusted without wind.

Immediately after, a three-foot Qingfeng flew out of the painting, killing Lu Ming at a lightning speed.

"Do you want me to ......throw in the towel? You give me death!"

Xun Tianzhi laughed wildly, as if he had seen the scene of Lu Ming's death, and he was extremely excited.

"Great Confucian Zhenwen!"

Zhou Dongyue was taken aback, the great Confucian cultivation is extremely high, he can kill people with just one word, and the power is so strong that he can directly kill Hanlin in seconds.

Even if Zhou Dongyue was prepared, if he wanted to transfer the power of the Holy Temple, it would take between five and seven breaths at the earliest, but in this time, the three-foot Qingfeng had already killed behind Lu Ming.

The people of Liang Guoren were so frightened that their faces were pale and bloodless, and in a moment, everyone scolded Xun Tianzhi in their hearts: "Dare to use the Great Confucian True Text to kill me Liang Guomaocai, it's just a brute!"

"Xun Tianzhi, you can't die well!"

"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

"Lu Ming!", Lin Xiaoyan's face was pale, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes widened with his little hands. (To be continued.) )