Watching Guo Fu and the three of them leave without paying attention to righteousness, the corners of Lin Sen's mouth flashed with a wry smile, and then slowly turned into a meaningful smile.

"That's the case, then let me weigh your super genius!"

Lin Sen, who let go of his mood, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the group of sleeves around him casually, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?

A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of each sleeve's mouth, "Group beating? You think too highly of yourself!

At this time, in the Tianfu Tower, everyone also found that only the foreign boy was still sitting in the seat, and it was obvious that he was the only one left in the artistic conception of the qinyin.

Zhang Sleeve on the high platform showed a shallow smile on his face, and his slightly closed eyes flashed with cunning, and there was a kind of pride that his plan had succeeded.

"Hmph, if you look down on me, then let's have a big fight in the artistic conception of the piano sound!"

Zhang Sleeve thought very well: she wanted to teach this foreign boy a lesson, but she was not sure of defeating him. Therefore, simply do it in the artistic conception of the piano sound, even if you lose, it will not matter, and it will not cause damage to the body.

And what she is most proud of is that although this kind of battle in virtual consciousness is also a projection of real cultivation, her advantage in divine thought will still be added in such a battle, otherwise even if he can defeat a great master like Hong Fulin, it will take a lot of effort.

"Hey boy, let you be the sacrifice of this girl to officially reveal the realm of the Great Grandmaster today!"

Rumble!

A piece of white light burst out from the center of this group of Zhang Sleeves, and quickly spread to the periphery, and the pavilions, green mountains and green waters in the artistic conception all turned into streams of white light and fused into it, and after a while, only a boundless white cloud remained.

And only one sleeve was left standing in front of Lin Sen, smiling smugly at him.

In the Tianfu Tower, everyone only felt that the Zhang Sleeves on the high platform were vigorous, reaching the sky through the roof, mighty and rolling, and the entire capital felt this breath.

In a large hall in the imperial city, a middle-aged woman with a square face suddenly raised her head, and her figure flashed outside the door, looking at the direction of Tianfu Tower from afar.

"Hehe, Sleeve, Sleeve, you have finally begun to show the world your talent and strength, I believe that it will not be long before Your Majesty will revoke your lowly status and let a great grandmaster stay in the lowly status, how ridiculous it is!"

And in another hall of the imperial city, a middle-aged man in a bright yellow robe is criticizing the music on the table, he is His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Zhou Empire - He Wenchang.

After Zhang Sleeve'er's momentum exploded, he also raised his head and smiled slightly, "Sister, sister, you are satisfied this time! But I will only indulge you this time!" Then he stopped caring about it, and continued to bury his head in correcting the pile of musicals.

When she was in college, Yan Man had just finished cultivating and was about to take a bath and rest, and then a terrifying momentum came to her face, which stimulated her hairs to stand on end.

Yan Man jumped onto the roof and looked at the direction from which the momentum came, but after all, he was not in the realm enough to determine the specific location.

"Oh, is there someone who has advanced to the Great Grandmaster again?" Yan Man muttered to himself, "It looks like I'm going to work hard too!"

And in a courtyard near Tianfu Tower, a person wrapped in a black robe looked sideways at the breath rising to the sky on Tianfu Tower, and suddenly laughed coldly, "Interesting, it seems that Da Zhou is going to be troublesome again!"

Zhang Sleeve'er's release momentum, I don't know how many undercurrents in the capital have been surging, some people are envious, some people are jealous, some people don't know why, some people are thoughtful, some people think they have a plan, and some people secretly rejoice.

At this moment, no one knows what kind of riot Zhang Sleeve will cause in the capital, and even make Da Zhou almost destroy the country.

At this time, Zhang Sleeve ******** wanted to teach this foreign boy who disdained him a lesson, and as for the rest, he couldn't take care of it for the time being.

On the clouds in the artistic conception of the piano sound, Zhang Sleeve smiled at Lin Sen and said, "Boy, are you ready?"

As soon as the words fell, the sword momentum was released!

The black waves are rolling, as if they come from an unknown and terrifying space, endless, dark, feminine, deep, rolling and surging, only making people feel that they are deep and dark, the light is devoured, the smoke is filled, the thunderclouds are everywhere, and the thunder and lightning are everywhere and are dangerous.

And in the deep waves of darkness, gold, silver, purple, blue, white...... The colorful thunder light kept flashing, and tens of thousands of thunder spells equivalent to the realm of the great grandmaster were fired together, and some of them conjured into the shape of the thunder god close to the avenue.

And some are just thunder and lightning, exploding in the black water, exploding in the depths of the black waves, and blowing down one after another outside, for a while, Lin Sen became a sea of thunder and lightning around him, all colors danced, and the rumbling thunder almost sounded into one, so not spectacular.

Lin Sen still stood with his hands in his hands, and he was annoyed when he saw it, will you die if you don't pretend to be forced!

Suddenly, the output of the attack increased by a few points.

If you hear Zhang Sleeve'er's belly slander, Lin Sen is afraid that he will shout that he is wronged, where am I pretending to be forced, is it really easy!

As a king, although he suppressed his strength in the realm of the Great Grandmaster, his vision was still there, so he naturally would not react violently to the attacks of the Great Grandmaster.

In the ups and downs of the black waves, the surrounding space gradually dimmed, and gradually illusory, showing a vast and boundless ocean of femininity and treachery, each wave in it seems to faintly show a series of rune strokes, mysterious and indescribable, there seems to be the artistic conception of thunder, the artistic conception of water, the artistic conception of yin, the artistic conception of corrosion, the artistic conception of devouring, the artistic conception of transformation, and countless other different characteristics of the artistic conception, each showing illusions.

"Interesting!"

Lin Sen squinted slightly, these artistic conceptions are like illusions but not illusions, the virtual is real, and the virtual and the real are intertwined, as if the dream has materialized.

Lin Sen was interested, and he wanted to try the power of this sleeve exercise, so he didn't draw his sword, just brushed his fingers.

A sword light flew out from his fingers and swirled around his body, bringing up countless ice, snow and cold winds.

It showed that countless thunderbolts flew out from the black waves, frozen by Lin Sen's sword light, frozen in the middle of the way, and shattered into slag under the tearing of the wind.

Then the black waves were also frozen by the cold air of the ice and snow, turning into a large black block of ice.

Zhang Sleeve didn't have the slightest expression of surprise between his eyebrows, as if he had already expected the end of his attack this time, and he didn't care.

I saw her slender right index finger flick lightly, poof, a crisp sound.

The black ice cube was immediately covered by countless thin cracks, and then the feminine and corrosive aura seeped out, urging the slightest transformation qi from a place that seemed infinitely far away and seemingly infinitely close, and blessed it into the black waves.

Suddenly, the slightest chill that penetrated into the water waves was suddenly isolated from heaven and earth, rejected by all laws, and it was difficult to live endlessly, and their respective freezing powers, in the face of the boundless and endless water of transformation and corrosion, could only cause small waves, and they were turned into pieces of water.