Chapter 110: The Violent Spirit Painting

Although the people who go to the Qingteng Banquet do not look at the realm, but the natural qualifications.

But if the realm is too low, no matter how high the qualification and talent are, it will be in vain to go, or even a shame.

Therefore, the vice president was not optimistic about Li Xiao at all, and even the high-level leaders of the major sects were angry, thinking that Li Xiao was too arrogant.

"Why are you standing stupidly? Come on, solve it together, and finish it quickly. Li Xiao said, ignoring the rumors around him, a ray of golden light flashed in his eyes, like a real dragon flying in the depths of his eyes.

"A monk with a mere five-fold spirit paper dares to be so presumptuous!?" a young man dressed in black and wearing a crown of purple and gold hair shouted angrily.

This person is Shi Yufeng, the true disciple of the Xuanling Sect, who is known as the most outstanding disciple of the Xuanling Sect in the past three hundred years, and is also the most promising person to win the championship in this assessment.

"It is worthy of being the strongest disciple of Xuanling Sect in three hundred years, this courage, this self-confidence, can be called a peerless posture!"

"Yes, Shi Yufeng is indeed very strong. ”

......

Some of the high-ranking members of the sect laughed, not only pat the sycophants of the Xuanling Sect, but also praise Shi Yufeng from the bottom of their hearts.

Even the deputy palace master of Wuqu Palace was slightly sideways, and he had to admit that Shi Yufeng was indeed very strong.

At the age of nineteen, he thought that he was the eighth-fold spirit painting realm, and he was the boy with the highest realm in this assessment.

However, the next scene made everyone quite speechless.

Especially the person who praised Shi Yufeng before, it was like eating a mouthful of, and his face was very ugly.

"Ben Shao disdains to fight with you, not to mention that I have no interest in the Qingteng Banquet and don't want to participate. Shi Yufeng looked very arrogant, held his chin high, and just left.

It waved its sleeves and did not take away a trace of clouds, and the one who walked was called a chic.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that who comes to participate in the assessment, which one is not interested in the Qingteng banquet?

The reason why Shi Yufeng is like this is because he is afraid of Li Xiao!

The spirit painting is eightfold, and it is also a victory against Li Xiao.

If you lose...... Shi Yufeng couldn't imagine it!

Therefore, he can only find an excuse to give himself a step down.

"I have the same idea as Shi Yufeng, I look down on fame, everything is just right, there is no need to fight. ”

At this moment, the young owner of Qiushui Villa also spoke, looking light-hearted, and after speaking, he left the area flutteringly.

A Xuanling Sect is known as the strongest disciple in the past three hundred years, and a young owner of Qiushui Villa, these two are the strongest two in the Spirit Painting Realm area.

Now, these two have found an excuse to slip away, so how can the rest of the people still have the courage to go up and fight Li Xiao.

"If you're not feeling well, take your leave!"

"Something at home, goodbye!"

"The rivers and lakes are fateful, and the coming days will be long!"

......

Before even the time of ten breaths arrived, in the area of the Spirit Painting Realm, various reasons and excuses sounded, and a group of Spirit Painting Realm teenagers chose to retreat without any hesitation.

"My sect master is sick, and I want to go back to the sect to take care of him. ”

At this moment, a young man who seemed to be wooden-brained blushed and finally found a reason.

After he said this, he left in a hurry.

Li Xiao was stunned and muttered: "This reason is found...... Aren't you afraid that you will be beaten to death by your sect master when you go back?"

"What a shame!"

"You really gave me a long face in Qiushui Villa!

......

At this moment, there were angry shouts from the distant viewing seats.

A group of high-ranking sect members looked at their disciples, looking like they hated iron but not steel.

"Senior, spare your life, I'll die if I fight again!"

At the same time, a miserable scream came out, and the young man with a wooden brain before was now being beaten by his own father because he found a "good" reason.

"Oh, you're the only one, what, do you want to fight me?"

At this moment, Li Xiao's gaze fell on a young man in white.

This young man is about the same age as Li Xiao, his appearance is mediocre, and his temperament is not very outstanding, he belongs to the kind of person who will forget at a glance.

"I'd like to talk to you. The young man in white said, very calm, and there was not even a trace of emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

"This is the true disciple of Xuantianmen, a white-clothed painting!"

"See, people can't paint six times in white, but they have the courage to fight with Li Xiao, look at a few of you, the spirit painting is sevenfold, eightfold, and the result is retreating without a fight, it's really angry old man!"

"But you must teach Li Xiao a hard lesson, otherwise the old man will be sullen in his heart!"

......

Some of the high-ranking members of the sect had strange looks, and their strongest disciples retreated without a fight, and now they could only pin their hopes on the white-clothed paintings.

"We've met?"

At this moment, Li Xiao squinted her eyes and stared at the white-clothed painting, always feeling that the other party's breath was somewhat familiar.

"I've never seen it. The white-clothed painting shook his head and said: "Come on, fight a battle, whoever wins, will go to the Qingteng banquet." ”

"Yes. Li Xiao nodded.

Rumble!

Airplanes!

The moment the words fell, the spiritual power on Li Xiao and the white-clothed painting suddenly exploded.

The two waves of spiritual power collided in the air, and before they could make a move, the two had already begun to fight each other!

"Opened the three soul shackles and condensed the three qi seas, which is really good. Li Xiao whispered, just a face, he figured out the details of the painting in white.

Being able to open three soul shackles and condense three qi seas in such a remote place is definitely not ordinary.

It's just a pity that although the white-clothed painting is strong, he met Li Xiao.

Rumble!

At this moment, I saw Li Xiao step out, the emperor step down, the ripples spread, and the wind burst out!

The strong spiritual power, with an imperial momentum, approached the white-clothed painting.

"Spirit Painting!"

The white-clothed painting did not dare to be careless, and with a soft shout, an incomplete picture scroll was revealed.

Its realm is in the sixfold spiritual painting, and the paintings on the scroll are only mostly completed, and some of them have not been colored or outlined.

However, the patterns in the spiritual paintings moved the people present.

It was a blood-colored scythe, with no handle and blades all over its body!

The whole picture scroll is dominated by blood, accompanied by the aura of darkness, like a weapon of death!

"How murderous and vicious it must be to draw such a pattern!"

"This kid, if he doesn't cultivate himself in the future, he is very likely to stray into the devil's path and become a monster who only knows how to kill!"

......

Everyone exclaimed, moved, and couldn't believe that the white-clothed painting, which seemed to be polite and polite, like a scholar, was so violent!

"This breath...... It suddenly reminds me of someone, but his spiritual painting is different from yours. Li Xiao whispered, ignoring the other party's spiritual painting, and fell down again.

Rumble!

In an instant, the spiritual power erupted like a frenzy, surging and surging wave after wave on the spiritual painting.

However, the spirit painting vibrates, and the blood-colored scythe in the painting manifests out of thin air and sweeps out.

The blood-colored edge was like a crescent moon, and under the horizontal attack, the ripples of spiritual power that erupted from the Emperor's Step were cut off!

(End of chapter)