Divide life and death, and break enmity!

Su Yi's breezy words have undoubted power.

The silence in the field became more and more dead, and everyone was watching and holding their breath.

"Three, let me weigh the Lord first!"

The artist's eyes twinkled.

His figure is lofty, his white robe is like snow, and he is handsome and graceful.

At this time, as he spoke, his aura changed.

Rumble!

The void trembled, and an ink-like rain of flying fairy light emerged, drawing a splash of ink around the painter's figure.

In the picture scroll, the law of the Great Dao is concluded into a budding lotus flower, swaying, as if it can come to life at any time.

A compelling force spread like a hurricane across the field.

"Such a heritage and breath can also be rated as a top product in the primeval period, which belongs to one in ten thousand!"

The passing spirit of some primeval Taoist systems is moving.

They were all big figures on the road of feathering during their lifetimes, and it can be seen at a glance that the foundation of the painter in the Divine Infant Realm is extremely strong, far beyond ordinary people.

"Normal, in today's world, all the characters who can set foot in the Feather Transformation Realm for the first time have been stranded in the Cave Realm for an unknown number of years, and have accumulated a huge foundation beyond imagination."

An elder spirit whispered, "In addition, these generations are all starry giants, regardless of their background, courage, talent, and talent, they are far above the people in the same realm." ”

"If it is changed to the primeval era, with the ability of these people, there is no worry that they will not be able to set foot on the road of feathering, even if they ascend to the immortals, it is by no means impossible."

"In the final analysis, they were born in the wrong era, and now when the opportunity comes, they can rise to the top and reveal a terrifying background beyond imagination."

…… Many eyes were focused on the artist, trembling.

Before he stepped into the Feather Transformation Realm, he already had a strong foundation at the top level, which made those ancient Dao Dao departed spirits feel amazing.

"Come, on this sea of clouds, have a good time!"

The painter let out a long roar, and his figure rose out of thin air and came to the sky, with a flamboyant demeanor and a stunning power.

Su Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed.

This old thing, put aside in the past, didn't dare to appear in front of him at all.

But now he dared to be the first to provoke himself, and there was no doubt that after stepping into the Feather Transformation Realm, the painter's confidence swelled!

"Aren't you going together?"

Su Yi's eyes swept over the fisherman, Deng Zuo, and Yan Daolin.

"There's no hurry."

The fisherman took a moment to say, "To deal with your master, it is the safest to slowly draw it." ”

Under the sky, the painter's brows furrowed.

Does the viewer think that he is not his opponent?

"Well, today we will part with each other in life and death, no matter how you want to fight, I will fulfill you."

Su Yi smiled, and the figure disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, he was under the heavenly dome.

The breath is as indifferent as before, and there is no edge in sight.

Rumble!

The painter shot directly, and the scroll that was wrapped around his body rose up in the air and suppressed Su Yi.

In the picture scroll, the lotus flower is swaying and blooming quietly.

The black laws of feathering are intertwined and flow on the petals.

The ultimate beauty, but also the ultimate danger!

There were many deceased spirits in the field who had strength comparable to the Divine Infant Realm, and when they witnessed this blow, their faces changed slightly, and their backs were cold.

This power is enough to pose a deadly threat to them!

This blow was indeed not reserved by the painter, but it was the embodiment of his Taoism after he stepped into the Feather Transformation Realm, and he did his best!

With this blow, it is enough to kill Dang

Those gods and babies in the world have passed away.

And this is also the confidence of the painter who dares to challenge Su Yi one-on-one.

The nearby void cracked and exploded, unable to withstand the power of that picture scroll, and the dazzling fairy light shot out, as if it covered it in all directions.

Su Yi didn't dodge.

He strode into the air, his palms and fingers like swords, and slashed in the air.

The incomparably brilliant sword flashed at once, and the picture scroll shattered and exploded.

"Lord, you have been fooled, my law of copying the heavens is not so easy to accept!"

The painter laughed.

When the voice sounded, in the shattered picture scroll, the lotus flowers swayed, and countless petals fell, enveloping Su Yi's whole person.

Each petal seems to be soft and beautiful, but when it falls, it turns into the fastest and most powerful arc of electricity, revealing a violent power of destruction.

When thousands of petals fall, that one blow is enough to kill the feathered monks of the same realm!

Su Yi sighed, and his body was filled with an unfathomable Dao light, no matter how sharp the thousands of petals were, he could never touch Su Yi.

"Like...... That's it. ”

As Su Yi whispered, the Dao light on his body flourished, and thousands of petals shattered and were easily wiped out.

The artist's smile froze.

Not daring to hesitate, he struck again.

Crash!

In the sky, the fairy light is steaming, and a vast galaxy picture emerges, if the real starry sky comes to the world, the heaven and the earth will be darkened, and Su Yi's whole person will be covered in it.

But in just an instant, a dazzling sword qi rainbow rose up in the sky, tearing through the galaxy, chiseling through the sky, and slashing towards the painter.

"Condensation!"

The painter's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and a picture scroll turned into an ancient sacred mountain, lying in front of him.

His attacks are based on the universe and the world, and every time the scroll falls, it is a terrifying and boundless attack, vivid and powerful.

That kind of demeanor caused many exclamations in the audience.

But what is even more shocking is Su Yi's combat power.

I saw that the sword that rose up in the sky fell, and the ancient sacred mountain that was displayed by the painter was like tofu, shattering and falling apart.

And the painter only felt a huge force that could not be used to collide, as if the gods lifted Mount Tai and smashed it.

Bang!

The painter shook with all his strength, and his figure was still shaken by the sword, his blood was churning, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.

And Su Yi had already stepped into the air and struck horizontally.

His green robe fluttered, and his bare hands were empty, but there was an indestructible sword intent steaming all over his body, oppressing the piece of heaven that trembled violently.

The audience was stunned.

"This is the power of the Viewer? It's terrifying! ”

"It's no wonder that Lord Guan dares to come to battle alone, it turns out that his Taoism can already shake the giants of the world who have stepped on the road of feathering."

…… The field is boiling.

"This view of the Lord is indeed too perverted, in the primeval period, except for those immortal descendants from the fairy world, it is almost difficult to find someone who can compare with it."

The eyes of those deceased spirits in the primeval Dao system flickered, and they were all moved.

Whether it was the battle of the Junkong Temple or the battle of the Divine Workshop, the monks of the world had already understood how against the sky Su Yi's Taoism was.

But when you really witness his demeanor in battle, it is still shocking!

Bang!

The clouds shattered, and all sides trembled.

Under the sky, the battle is raging.

The painter is full of fairy light, gestures, as if splashing ink between heaven and earth, and a series of unpredictable paintings appear.

The picture scroll may draw thunder, divine flames, torrents, mountains and rivers, or draw fierce birds and fairy beasts, and all kinds of peerless greatness

Bad.

The power is extremely powerful.

Su Yi's counterattack was very simple, or it could be called domineering, his palms and fingers were like swords, pushing straight forward, and one picture scroll after another exploded in front of him, turning into a colorful rain of light.

Destroy all the way!

In the end, the painter's expression had become extremely solemn, and he no longer dared to hesitate to sacrifice the Taoist soldiers.

A gray paintbrush like a dead wood appeared in the artist's hand.

As his wrist flicked, the pen snapped into the air.

Click!

A narrow crack was split into the void, and a dazzling lightning bolt fell, filling the air with a majestic celestial might.

Su Yi's eyes condensed slightly, and he shook it with his fist, but he was swayed, the five fingers of his palm were split, the skin and flesh were opened, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The spectators were all shocked and couldn't help but get nervous.

"Lord, show your sword!"

In the distance, the painter spoke coldly.

In his hand, the withered branch-like brush swallowed the chaotic aura, pulling Zhou Tian's general trend, and for a while, the sky was full of rolling dark clouds, and there was a brilliant and incomparable thunder churning in it.

Zhenxiao pen!

Refined from the heart of the origin tree of the feather-level heavenly material and earth treasure "Thunder Xuanmu", it can lead the general trend of heaven and earth and cause the Nine Heavens Thunder!

"Pack up one of you, and you don't need to use your sword."

Su Yi shook his arm, and as the power of the law of metamorphosis flowed, his bloody right hand suddenly recovered as before.

Swish!

His figure rushed forward, interpreting the mystery of the law of flying light, as fast as teleportation, and killed the painter.

The sky trembled, a thunderbolt fell, and the brilliant electric light illuminated the heavens and the earth, white and vast, and that kind of power made many of the dead spirits in the field creepy.

But Su Yi didn't dodge or dodge, his palms and fingers clenched into fists, like a god beating a drumstick, and smashed it in the air.

Rumble!

The thunder was like a waterfall, and it was blasted by a punch.

The sword qi exuded from the strength of the fist was like a green underworld coming to the world, and it was the power of the mysteries of the Xuan Ruins, which swept away with this punch.

The painter's face changed suddenly, and he swiped the Zhenxiao pen again and again to defuse the blow.

Before he could fight back, Su Yi flashed out of thin air, as if teleporting, and raised his fist to blast in.

The white fist lingered with a bright morning glow, as if a blue world was suddenly pressing, and the fist strength had not yet burst out, and the nearby void had collapsed.

The painter's back was cold, and he shook it with all his strength, and the rolling thunder waterfall burst out, making the sky under the sky dazzling, like an outbreak of doomsday thunder.

But soon, this rolling thunder waterfall was blasted!

Su Yi's punch was too sharp, like a bamboo, chiseling through the sky, and slamming it on the painter's Zhenxiao pen.

Bang!!

The chaotic aura of Zhenxiao's pen trembled violently, and after all, it failed to block Su Yi's fist strength and was directly blasted away.

And Su Yi's fist strength continued unabated, and it slammed into the painter's chest, and the magic weapon and qi on his body exploded with a bang.

At that moment, I don't know how many talisman weapons exploded, bursting with dazzling debris and light rain.

And the painter's whole person was directly bombarded and flew out!

The whole audience trembled, and I don't know how many people were dumbfounded.

Su Yi's punch struck a groundbreaking and invincible spirit! It's terrifying!

Even those dead souls of the primeval Dao system, as well as contemporary feather realm figures such as Zhong Tianquan and Zhou Hanshan, are all discolored.

At this point, the war has not been completed for less than a moment, even if the painter uses his Dao soldiers, he has not been able to block Su Yi's offensive, and he was blown away by a punch at this moment!

This was completely unexpected.

And Su Yi's strong and domineering methods also completely caused a sensation in the audience at this moment.