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The ironclad man looked at the smile on the face of the young man in the green shirt who was dressed in the sky, and his heart suddenly tightened for some reason. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But then, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

I was scared by such a young boy?!

He is a second-generation disciple of the Spirit Heaven Sect, a middle-level spirit king!

And what about that kid in the sky, his breath is only a fifth-order Heavenly Spirit Master?!

"Who the hell are you?!"

The ironclad man looked at Ye Yu, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, but there was also a sense of jealousy.

He could see clearly that the face of the mysterious green-shirted young man standing in the air was too young, although the cultivation fluctuation was in the fifth-order Heavenly Spirit Master, but the power exerted by this way of literature was actually able to reach the strong cultivation of the Spirit King.

And, most importantly, each of these poems exudes an air of mystery and overwhelming power.

This young man in a green shirt should have a powerful master, or he may come from a big family inherited from the ancient sages of literature and Taoism.

Every identity is not something that he can provoke as a second-generation disciple of the Spirit Heaven Sect.

However, at this time, in the building boat behind him, there were countless disciples of the Double Spirit Heaven Sect staring at him, and he was also a middle-level spirit king, and he was a feared existence everywhere, at this time, if he retreated......

"Your Excellency might as well stop, I think that no matter how powerful the person behind Your Excellency is, I am afraid it will not be comfortable to confront my Lingtian Sect!"

Although he knew that the green-shirted young man on the opposite side was only a cultivator of the Heavenly Spirit Master, this ironclad man with a mid-level spirit king did not make an immediate move, but threatened slightly.

At this time, as the person with the highest status and the highest cultivation on the ship, he represents the face of Lingtian Sect, this is the general trend, he can't retreat, otherwise, he will never be able to raise his head!

As soon as he thought of this, the iron-armored big man stared at the sky, and suddenly stretched out his hand to the sky, and a big white light hand with a grinding plate directly crushed the blood-colored giant sword that stayed above the building boat, and then, the iron-armored big man flew directly into the air, looked at Ye Yu and said: "I will say it again! Your Excellency had better stop here! The majesty of Lingtian Sect is not something anyone can provoke!"

At this time, the iron-clad man seemed to be a different person, and the spiritual pressure of the only king suddenly erupted from the burly body like a volcanic eruption, and for a while, the entire Yanshui River seemed to be solidified, and the river was no longer surging.

"It's so powerful! At least he has the cultivation of a sixth-order spirit king!"

Wu Yiming sat on the flat boat below, feeling this overwhelming aura, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

With this kind of cultivation, even in the Dawu Dynasty, he can be crowned as a prince general!

However, at this time, Ye Yu stepped in the air, feeling that the space around him seemed to be beginning to solidify, and he once again had a new understanding of the strength of a spirit king.

"Very good! The stronger the strength, the more sufficient nourishment!"

Ye Yu laughed loudly, controlled the huge golden light brush, sprayed spiritual power again under the dim sky, shook the towering giant pen in his hand, and pointed out in the void one after another, stroke by stroke, outlined, vigorous and powerful.

"Men are good, be violent,

Matter and benevolence, two do not stand!"

After the first line of poetry came out, the sky suddenly thundered, and the thick dark clouds rolled, slowly condensing and gathering in the sky above the Yanshui River here, as if the sky was mighty.

The first sentence triggered the vision of heaven and earth?!

Whether it was Wu Yiming on the flat boat, the iron-clad man on the boat, or the many disciples of the Spirit Heaven Sect behind him, they all looked terrified.

Boys, be violent!

Matter and benevolence, two do not stand?!

Feeling the endless tyranny and bloodthirsty storming machines revealed in those twelve fonts, everyone felt a little difficult to breathe!

It was as if a murderous demon had descended here from eons ago, and the entire Yanshui River seemed to have turned blood-red.

It was not a surging river, but a bloody red liquid!

"Men should kill, and kill mercilessly.

Immortal karma is all in killing.

In the past, there were rich men, and they were righteous and promised.

The eyes are murderous, and the body is lighter than a feather. ”

Ye Yu's face was grim, and he shouted word by word.

As his voice fell, the huge golden brush in his hand also engraved golden words in the void.

"There are heroes and tyrants, killing people like hemp,

gallop around the world, only boasting about swords and guns. ”

Another poem fell, and the golden text suddenly burst into a brilliant golden light, and in the golden light, it was as if a demon shadow was slashing in countless living beings, and the blood stained half of the sky.

"Can't let this kid write it down again?!"

And at this time, on the ship, the middle-level spirit king of the ironclad man felt the monstrous evil aura contained in the poem and the terrifying power that went straight to the sky, as if he was giving birth to a demon fetus, and he was about to be born!

He knew that if Ye Yu was allowed to continue writing, he might fall in this place?!

A king, falling in such a remote place?!

As soon as he thought of this, the ironclad man let out a long roar, and countless white divine rays appeared all over his body, rushing directly towards Ye Yu in the sky.

Rumble!!

And at this moment, a mysterious and terrifying aura suddenly rose from the flat boat underground, and it was a golden-robed man.

It's Wu Yiming!

"Don't you think it's better for my friend to finish writing this poem comparable to that of the sages of his predecessors?

Wu Yiming looked at this Spirit King of the Spirit Heaven Sect, and suddenly sneered.

"Who are you?"

Feeling the mysterious and terrifying aura in the body of this golden-robed man, the iron-clad man only felt that he was too unlucky today.

I just provoked a master of the way of literature, and now, there is such a young spirit king!

"It doesn't matter who I am, as long as you know that you dare to make a move, the next moment, you will die without a place to be buried!"

Although Wu Yiming greeted Ye Yu with a smile and was extremely humble, in front of outsiders, he was a noble prince of the ancient dynasty who looked down on everyone!

Whether it is identity or strength, he is the leader of the younger generation!

"You!"

Listening to the golden-robed man's tone on the other side, which seemed to drive away ants, the iron-clad man only felt that he was stiff.

"Killing the world and the world, the tragedy shocked the underworld.

Kill one person in three steps, and your heart stops.

The blood flowed thousands of miles, and the corpse pillowed Qianxun Mountain.

The strong man will fight, and the corpse of the enemy will sleep!"

And at this moment, high in the sky, the last loud shout sounded violently, Ye Yu's pen shook, and the entire poem was immediately engraved on the sky, exuding a strong aura of rushing to the sky!

A poem composed of countless golden words was suddenly written high in the sky by Ye Yu, and every font radiated endless divine light and killing intent that rushed to the sky!

It's a killing article!

Contains endless gore and sky-high aura from the tragic battlefield!

Click!

It seems that the countless gold characters made of pure gold have begun to overflow with blood, dripping into the boiling river of swallow water below.

"Attack!"

Two blood-colored characters condensed in the air, and endless vast spiritual power erupted!

And at this moment, Ye Yu's cold gaze shot at the building boat not far away, and said coldly: "What is Lingtian Sect?! Treat ordinary people as ants?! Big mistake! Today, I beheaded you for the way of heaven! I am seeking justice for the common people of the world!"

Ye Yu exuded a heroic aura that could not be faced!

He is like an emperor who judges all beings at this time!

"Gaga! This kid wants to kill people and devour people, and he even says it so high-soundingly! However, this spirit king is too stupid, and it is useless to stay in the world! It just happened to be used as nourishment for Ye Yu, and it can be regarded as a little contribution!"

At this time, in the system space, Yan had been paying attention to the outside world, and when he saw Ye Yu's indifferent gaze as if looking down on all beings, he couldn't help but laugh.

Buzzing!

At this moment, as the sky suddenly darkened, the poems and blood that shimmered with golden light suddenly condensed together.

Rumble!!

Rumble!!

A majestic figure, suddenly manifested in the sky, this figure radiated a thousand feet of golden light all over his body, a huge lightsaber in his hand was like a sword splitting the sky, in his eyes, blood colored, as if there was a river of blood surging, filled with endless evil energy!

Rumble!

A sword pointed at the building ship not far away, and the figure rushed straight down from the sky, carrying unparalleled impact and shock!

And next to the boat, the ironclad man who was guarding against Wu Yiming, the Spirit King powerhouse of the Spirit Heaven Sect, suddenly became extremely ugly when he felt the irresistible majestic figure in the sky like a mountain pressing down!