"I advise you not to do it! We are from the Star Moon Sect, the Holy Fire Sect, and the True Martial Sect, these four are the Painting Saint, the Poetry Saint, the Dan King, and the Fu King!

Even Liu Xu didn't dare to make a move against us! If you dare to do it, you are not afraid of causing a catastrophe for the Han Dynasty?"

Cao Pengcheng scolded angrily, Zheng Lun, Chen Qi paused, there was hesitation in his heart, and he didn't know how. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Elder Cao!" said with a frown, the painter frowned, the people who came were only two Manifestation Monks, and they would be killed directly.

"After all, this is the hole card of the Han Dynasty! And this matter should not be publicized!" Cao Pengcheng explained.

"That's it, I'll give Elder Cao a face!" said the painting saint flatly, looking at Zheng Lun with disdain, Chen Qi,

"You all step down! I will give Liu Xu an explanation for this matter! I will propose to Liu Xu tomorrow!"

Liu Linglong's face changed and became extremely pale.

"This...."

Zheng Lun, Chen Qi's face hesitated, and the other party's statement was not a good way, the best of both worlds,

The other party is from a big force, and it is the top three forces in Qiongzhou, and the two have concerns and don't want to offend.

Marrying a princess Linglong can make friends with the big forces, and it also avoids a big war, the best of both worlds.

"Hahaha....." The painting saint laughed heartily, this is the advantage of being a strong person.

"Presumptuous! How can you be presumptuous in the palace!" a loud shout came from the distance again, and Yingzheng walked in a hurry.

He had been here for a while, looking at Zheng Lun and Chen Qi in his eyes, his eyes were full of strong dissatisfaction,

He is domineering in his bones, once as an emperor, he would rather die than bow his head, he believes,

It's the same with the Emperor of Heaven!

"Don't hurry up and put down Princess Linglong!" Ying Zheng drank violently, unsheathed his sword, and slashed towards the painting saint.

Princess Linglong's color change,

Zheng Lun, Chen Qi,

Painting saints, poetry saints and other people change color.

I am afraid that King Wu of Qin will completely offend the three major sects and bring disaster to the Han Dynasty.

"What?" exclaimed from the painting saint's mouth, he didn't expect that someone would dare to really attack him,

Moreover, the cultivation is only the Holy Fetus Seventh Heaven, and the ants in his eyes are obviously a stunned green.

The palm of the hand is sprinkled towards the void, and the painting is simply divine, and it will not be the name of the painting saint.

With a light sprinkling of pen and ink, the void directly formed a picture, the tiger descended the mountain, and the vitality condensed into a fierce tiger, rushing towards Yingzheng.

"Humph!"

"Hah"

Zheng Lun and Chen Qi's faces changed, and they quickly sent out the greatest strength, if they didn't do it, they would die.

"Roar"

The picture of the tiger descending the mountain was originally a painting of the saint, but the cultivation was not about a heavy sky, and he was hit by the second sound of humming.

The body became weak, and Yu Li flew out the Yingzheng fan with a palm, and then disappeared completely.

"King Qin Wu!" Zheng Lun and Chen Qi quickly moved to Ying Zheng's side, and the tiger's last palm hit Ying Zheng hard.

"This saint will give you face! I don't even know how to take it! In this case, leave it all!" said in a cold voice.

The brush in his hand waved, writing something in the space, obviously to prepare a masterpiece to kill Zheng Lun, Chen Qi, and Ying Zheng.

The painting began to form in the air, and it was a troll roaring in the sky, and a powerful coercion was formed, and it was extremely powerful.

On the screen, the troll roars in the sky, which is extremely realistic, and the rich vitality is integrated into the troll, and the troll seems to come to life.

The powerful coercion was formed, and the aura that emanated was cultivated to reach the realm of the Triple Heaven of Divine Power.

The painting saint looked at the troll formed, showing a satisfied look,

His painting skills have not reached the peak of painting, throughout the ages, only one person has cultivated the painting to the peak, known as: Magic Brush Ma Liang!

It is rumored that the magic pen Ma Liang paints, which can be changed to reality, will form a real life, not like now,

Painting saints are now painting, and can only draw shapes, potentials, and then poured in by the vitality, which can be used as a killing attack.

.....

"Hmph"

"Hah"

"Boom"

Liu Xu was sitting in the main hall, and suddenly there was a fighting figure in his ears, and his eyes slammed into it, who was fighting in the palace?

Something happened!

"Boom"

The body moved quickly, and when it was still three meters away from the door, the gate was directly blown apart by the air waves.

......

Painting the holy caracal smiled and looked at everything, this time it can be said that it is extraordinary, and he actually drew a troll with supernatural powers.

The troll condensed, about seven or eight meters high, and punched at Zheng Lun, Chen Qi, and Yingzheng's position.

Attacked, the space was directly torn apart under a punch,

One punch directly, Zheng Lun, Chen Qi, it is simply unavoidable, it is really powerful, they can't resist it,

They're going to die!

Zheng Lun, Chen Qi, Ying Zheng was desperate, the painting saint laughed wantonly, Cao Pengcheng, Pang Yuanlong, and Sheng Ziqiu looked disdainful.

"Presumptuous!"

A loud shout came from afar, as vast as the power of heaven, and then a figure appeared out of nowhere,

Wearing an imperial robe, his body exudes domineering and vast majesty, enveloping the entire imperial city of the Han Dynasty.

"Who is this?"

"What a powerful breath!"

"Could it be that this person is the hole card of Emperor Han?"

The aura of arrogance spread throughout the imperial city, alarming all forces in the imperial city, and a large number of strong people were awakened.

Looking for the direction from which the breath came from, it was the imperial palace of the Han Dynasty, and there were many powerful people flying towards the imperial city.

Liu Xu's eyes were cold, he just deliberately praised a few people who were painting saints, but he didn't expect a few people to be so presumptuous, a state of mind that has been practicing for thousands of years, and it is so unbearable.

The body was directly blocked in front of Zheng Lun, Chen Qi, and Ying Zheng, looking at the trolls who were attacking, and his eyes were cold,

Deep disdain, and murderous intent.

"Kunpeng Change!"

Liu Xu's cold voice sounded, he directly used all his strength, infinite change of the sixth change blessing,

The power of the two hundred and three divine dragons in the body directly increased sevenfold, reaching one thousand four hundred and twenty-one.

"Boom"

Liu Xu blasted out with a punch, as if it was an ordinary punch, and the space did not burst or shatter.

Nor is it fast, visible to the naked eye, slow to the extreme,

But it was such a punch that gave Cao Pengcheng, Pang Yuanlong, and Sheng Ziqiu the feeling of suffocation, and they were about to die.

"Goo-dong"

Cao Pengcheng, Pang Yuanlong, and Sheng Ziqiu looked at each other in shock, shocked in their hearts, what kind of punch is this?

It can be seen with the naked eye that just because it is fast and fast, a punch is ordinary, and even the space is not broken, just because Liu Xu's control of power is superb.

"Boom"

A single punch shatters the troll's hands, turning them into energy, and then continues forward, piercing through the troll's body.

Reinvigorate the trolls.

The attack power and impact speed were all perfectly controlled by Liu Xu, and they did not reveal the slightest.

The surrounding buildings, except for a few that were destroyed when the troll was born, can be said to be undamaged.

"Get out!"

The attack was temporarily lifted, Liu Xu waved his palm violently, and the power of the two hundred and three divine dragons swung out,

Seeing Liu Xu making a move, and the target was him, the face of the painting saint changed dramatically, and the pen and ink in his hand swayed again.