Chapter 167: Fighting Poetry

Lu Fan's words shocked everyone's jaws.

"He's so handsome, why is he so improper? It's really infuriating. ”

"I just like such a man, peerlessly handsome, and uninhibited, I love him to death."

From beginning to end, there was a large group of young women supporting Lu Fan and calling for him.

Although the immortals who appeared successively were all godlike, they still couldn't shake his status.

"Lu Fan Lu Fan, oh my God, even the name is so charming, I really want him to accept me as a concubine."

"You're thinking about fart, you don't look at what you look like, I heard that the emperor likes big ones."

As she spoke, a female supreme stood up with the pair of peerless murder weapons in front of her, full of confidence.

Lu Fan's ears were amazing, and when he heard this inadvertently, he turned his head to look at it.

it! Cattle... Wow wow......

Lu Fan swallowed his saliva, this thing is not as big as possible, the key is to be symmetrical.

"Ahem......"

Lu Fan came back to his senses, he couldn't be distracted by inconsequential things on such a serious occasion.

Shu Xian's face changed faintly, and he suspected that Lu Fan was entertaining him.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency?" The book fairy wanted to burst into foul language, but he held back because of his image.

"That's what you mean by fake Sven!" Lu Fan said coldly, unceremoniously.

"Since you are a book immortal, you must be so angry, do you dare to compare with me?"

As soon as this statement came out, he was dumbfounded.

"What is he talking about? He wants to compare his talent with the book fairy? Crazy, isn't this looking for abuse? ”

Even Mu Yu looked sideways slightly.

Although this book fairy is very annoying, his talent is still outstanding.

At least in the circle of readers, this guy is a well-deserved number one.

The Sea God, the Immortal, the Blood Monarch, the Towering Tree and others were very calm and were quietly watching the changes.

A group of beautiful girls, from several top sects in the Great Chitian, are all saints.

From the day Lu Fan became a blockbuster, they were deeply fascinated by Lu Fan.

They formed the "Women's Sorrow Alliance", with the purpose of taking down Lu Fan and relieving a thousand sorrows.

"The male god is still perfect, and he has not been defeated, but he can't lose in talent."

"Don't compare with him, this scholar is the most knowledgeable in ancient and modern times, and no one can compare to him."

The Women's Alliance was anxious and didn't want him to compete with someone who specialized in talent.

For them, Lu Fan, who has a divine face, is already the most perfect man.

You don't need to use talent to add icing on the cake!

It's a pity that Lu Fan didn't know about the existence of the Women's Sorrow Alliance, and he was ready to do it with this book immortal.

"As the saying goes, demigods, half-saints and half-immortals, all Confucianism and all Taoism are all sages, how about you and I fight poetry?"

In terms of martial arts, he is now the scum of the Dharma King, and he will definitely not be able to compare.

That's why he emphasized that civil and military affairs are as important, and deliberately raised the level of fighting poetry.

"Good! That's great! I didn't expect Emperor Qingqiu to have such insight, amazing! ”

An emperor holds a real book in his hand, and he very much agrees with Lu Fan's cultivation.

Shuxian was also secretly surprised, this guy is out of the way again, and he looks like he has two strokes.

"Dou Shi can, what do you want to do?" Shuxian smiled lightly.

"It's very simple, I give a poem, if he can write better than me, count me as losing."

As he spoke, he instructed Mu Yu to watch the field.

Mu Yu responded with a sigh, and the five-clawed golden dragon turned into a handsome person.

"This is a game between my grandfather and the book fairy, I advise you not to act rashly."

Mu Yu's words have a strong and invincible deterrent, and even the sea god has restrained a little.

Wang Sheng said with a smile: "Very good, a poem determines the winner, if I lose, take off the name of the book fairy." ”

Lu Fan shook his head and smiled.

"Don't come to the hypocrisy, what does it have to do with me if you don't write immortals, I want to bet something interesting."

No matter what you bet on, this one is stable anyway!

"And what do you want to bet on?" The book fairy also enjoyed it, and just borrowed him to shine.

Lu Fan didn't speak for the first time, but floated to a mountain, standing proudly on the top of the mountain.

After all, it's embarrassing to stand all the time, and it's more meaningful to blow the wind on the top of the mountain.

The book immortal followed, and Lu Fan was separated by two hundred meters from the mountain, looking at each other in the air.

"Good guy, and then so many immortals watch them fight poems, and he is the only one who has this face."

There are five-clawed golden dragon towns, and the sea god and the blood monarch can only return to the abyss to stay.

It's really bad luck today, everything was fine, but I didn't expect to kill a dragon.

The barbarian ancestor was the most aggrieved, and he was almost killed by Lu Fan, and his chest was still bleeding.

The Blood Monarch looked at the barbarian ancestor's spilled flesh and skin, revealing a greedy gaze.

He lives on blood and is most sensitive to bloody things, especially the blood of immortals.

"What do you want, old fellow? Do you even dare to fight Lao Tzu's idea? The Barbarian Ancestor said angrily.

The Blood Monarch smiled smugly, then withdrew his gaze and said, "Everyone, it is said that Mu Yu is not welcomed in the Dragon Clan, if you want me to ...... us"

What he meant was - slay the dragon!

Your sister!

This guy wanted dragon blood and wanted to go crazy, and he was blinded by all the immortals, and no one dared to die with him.

On the other side, the two began to brew a general trend.

"Which is better or worse, you and I don't count, we have to let it have the final say." The book fairy said in a deep voice.

In an instant, an inky puffy cloud floated in the distance and hung in the air.

"This is the ink cloud, which can manifest the talent of poetry and literature, and can best reflect justice."

Looking at this unique ink cloud, Lu Fan sighed, there are really no surprises in the world.

Some people at the bottom looked confused, a little impatient, and wanted to go home and sleep.

"I don't understand, it's better to do it in a dignified way."

Many martial arts idiots, the most unseeable of the literati's tricks, feel bored.

But there are many crazy men and women, and they think that the people who dance and write are the most stylish.

"It is said that when the book immortal became an immortal, he wrote a book that shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods, which caused hundreds of rivers to flow backwards, and thousands of mountains moved horizontally, and Emperor Qingqiu was afraid that he was in trouble."

Shuxian was also sneering, daring to challenge his talent, which was a great insult to him.

"Don't talk nonsense, you come first." Lu Fan stood with his hands in his hands, brewing talent.

Shuxian smiled, in fact, it was not bad to strike first, so that he could feel the process of frustration.

"Then I'll come first, see!"

The scholar raised his hand and wrote his improvised poem on the ink cloud.

I wrote down the word "I", and suddenly the heavens and the earth whistled non-stop, and the earth cracked inch by inch.

"It's such a terrible talent, just writing a word is earth-shattering, this is the whole poem......"

It's amazing!

"Oh my God, the second word came out, you see the sea over there, it's full of whirlpools......"

Everyone's hearts trembled!

Is this the highest level of reading? Condense talents, can shake the heavens and the earth, and be terrifying!

Looking at these visions of heaven and earth, Lu Fan was a little surprised, he could write so fiercely at any word?

Then if I put that poem out, wouldn't it be invincible in the world?