Looking at Ling Huan, the painful appearance of declining and withering, the Dong family suddenly felt extremely happy, and Shan Zhongtian smiled pervertedly. Although Ling Huan was not killed by his own hands, and he didn't get any news of Ling Dalang, he thought that everything was worth it.

Brother Huan, but if there is an accident, Lao Tzu will destroy your Dong family, even if the soul is scattered, he will not hesitate to do it. Zhao Yueguang saw Ling Huan's painful appearance, his eyes were dripping with empathy, and he couldn't help but take out something from his arms and hold it tightly in his hand, but before the martial arts fight ended, he had to endure it, otherwise he would not only harm himself, but also harm Ling Huan.

Ling Huan, he will definitely stand up, he will! Lu Hua Huo Ran stood up, his little hand was so tightly clenched that he didn't even know that his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh. Dong Shuangbo despicably used calligraphy weapons to attack Ling Huan, but she couldn't punish the other party, after all, calligraphy treasures also belong to the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

In this world, no one can touch Ling Huan's hair except me, Dong Shuangbo, you dare to plot against him, I will not spare you, Gu Jun hates Dong Shuangbo very much.

She was originally a high-minded and decisive strange woman, but in the face of Ling Huan's tragic situation at this time, she was helpless, and she had already annihilated that courage in the corner of her memory.

I firmly believe in Ling Huan, he will not fall so easily! Feiyan stared at Ling Huan on the stage, firm, even she herself was desperately confident.

With a loud "boom", in Ling Huan's soul sea, the stroke that invaded his body exploded in the air suddenly, turning into a huge flame dragon, instantly sweeping every corner, destroying everything in the soul sea.

But at the last moment when Ling Huan collapsed in the soul sea, there was no sadness or joy, and in his mind, there was a poem, picturesque, dance, and music Dingtian "Yi-" word.

Chinese calligraphy pays attention to both internal and external cultivation, and this "write-off", although the pen is vigorous, killing the external expansion, but with the traditional Chinese calligraphy, the beauty of mediocrity and peace, diametrically opposite, it seems that it does not pay attention to the inner show.

At this time, in Ling Huan's mind, there was no sorrow about life and death, but only one obsession: "This word is still flawed, I want to stop at the best-"

Suddenly, a woman who paid close attention to Ling Huan cried with joy and shouted, "Huh...... Ling Gongzi, he stood up?!"

Everyone looked over and saw Ling Huan, who was struggling to the ground, really stood up with difficulty, and bit the index finger of his right hand with great effort, dancing vigorously in the air.

"What is he going to do, does he want to use some kind of blood spell to attack Dong Shuangbo?" everyone stared at Ling Huan in horror, guessing in surprise.

Seeing this, Shan Zhongtian's smiling face suddenly stiffened, looked at Ling Huan in horror, and said in a lost voice: "How is this possible, how can he stand up?"

Seeing this, Gu Jun, who had the highest cultivation, suddenly shook his whole body, took a few steps in a row, his heart beat faster and faster, his eyes were full of surprises for the rest of his life, and he said incredulously: "He...... He actually wrote calligraphy in 'hard writing'?!"

Before her words fell, Ling Huan's bloody fingers really "fell with one stroke", impartial, restrained and modest, but the gesture was not like a brush, but a strange brushwork that even she, a well-informed person, had never seen.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ling Huan's gesture suddenly opened and closed the nine-song dragon plate, and then without waiting for people to react, the gesture once again hid the edge, and closed the pen into a blood-colored traditional "one" character, standing in the air, arrogant and gorgeous.

At this time, Ling Huan had already been immersed in a mysterious realm, and he didn't know where he was at all, but instinctively imitated the "one" character writing method of the father and son of the sage Wang Xizhi according to his memory, and perfectly blended and deduced the internal and external expansion of calligraphy with hard brushwork, so as to achieve a real, internal and external realm.

"What kind of calligraphy is this?" All those who had studied calligraphy a little bit were shocked by the hard-pen calligraphy that they had never seen before, both inside and outside.

A sudden, elegant yellow oriole, very abruptly, landed on the blood-colored word "one" standing in the air, and happily let out a crisp cry of "chirp ......", and jumped up with joy regardless of everyone's eyes.

Seeing this, Gu Jun instinctively sniffed Qiong's nose, and with a keen sense of smell, he smelled a burst of fragrance permeating the air, and his pounding heart suddenly jumped to his throat, and he exclaimed loudly excitedly: "There is no fragrance and no grass, and there is fragrance - birds and flowers?!"

The "singing of birds and flowers" she said is a work of art, the vision of heaven and earth that can be triggered, only the work, reaching the amazing level of the founding of the sect, will be fragrant without fragrance and grass, but now Ling Huan can do it, how can she not be shocked on the spot?

"Birds singing and flowers?" everyone was shocked when they heard this. What is the concept of the founding of the sect? At this moment, people instinctively realized that the wheel of fate had quietly reversed towards Ling Huan.

Because he was closest to Ling Huan, Dong Shuangbo was the one who felt the most about the birds and flowers. In disbelief, he looked at Ling Huan's withering and dying life, like a small grass that suddenly sucked enough rain, and instantly glowed with a powerful, spring-like vitality.

"No, this is absolutely impossible, no one can survive the 'write-off' of the calligraphy killing weapon, not even the Soul Venerable. Dong Shuangbo suddenly pulled out the chessboard skeleton of the magnetic chess, pounced on Ling Huan with a hideous face, and said madly: "In this world, no one can stop me from killing you. ”

"Short sword?" the sharp-eyed man exclaimed, the so-called chessboard skeleton was actually a short sword with cold light.

Dong Shuangbo's goods are so despicable that he is plotting against Ling Huan one after another! At this moment, everyone's hearts are like a pot of freshly boiled water, and their anger is about to overflow their chests.

Huang Li suddenly flew away, and when he left, he called Ling Huan: "Di Lili ......", as if he was kindly reminding Ling Huan that he was in danger.

"No-" Zhao Yueguang and the others, seeing the short sword piercing Ling Huan's chest without hindrance, suddenly screamed with tears in their eyes.

Ling Huan's eyes widened, he stared at Dong Shuangbo bewitchingly, reached out his hand, grabbed his wrist "Peng", and said word by word: "You are special, you think that you can kill Lao Tzu by playing tricks." What the hell do you think, don't you dare to kill you, do your glass dreams!"

As he spoke, he raised his foot suddenly, kicked Dong Shuangbo in the air, pulled out his short sword and threw it vigorously, but he didn't look at it, and the old monk sat up on the ground as if he was in a fixed position.

What he didn't expect at all was that when he understood and imitated the calligraphy of the father and son of the sage Wang Xi, he suddenly attracted the fragrance of birds and flowers, which made the sea of souls break and stand upside down, and earth-shaking changes took place.

When he sat on the ground, the suspended word "one" "swished" and submerged into his body, and the next moment he appeared in the sea of souls.

As soon as the blood word enters the soul sea, it exudes the fragrance of pen and ink, this strange fragrance, as if there is a supreme wonder, where it passes, the flame turns into nothingness without concealment, and the collapsed soul sea is all restored to the same as before, and the soul piano and chess have even become more imposing.

And after the soul sea is clear, the blood-colored word "one" will be steady, hovering on the side of the chess hall, and there will be no movement.

At the same time, a strange energy flowed from the sea of souls through the strange scriptures, and everywhere it passed, not only the wound was as clean as ever, but also the whole body was even more kind, indescribably comfortable, and indescribably refreshing.

Ling Huan was refreshed, but Dong Shuangbo was sad. The short sword thrown by Ling Huan shot into Dong Shuangbo's chest with a "poof", and after it fell to the ground, it happened to be hit deeper, and it was out of sight.

"My son Shuangbo-" Seeing this, Dong Governor's Mansion rushed to Dong Shuangbo's side like a sword, hugged his son's body, and cried out in tears. At this moment, he is no longer the sinister and cunning smiling tiger, but a sad old man with a wrinkled face and tears.

As soon as the sad old man came into contact with Dong Shuangbo, he was shocked to realize that his son's soul sea was imprisoned by "ecstasy", and his heart was also crushed by the short sword, and he was powerless to return to the sky, and his eyes were suddenly full of hideousness, and he roared at Ling Huan through gritted teeth: "Ling Huan Xiao'er, you actually used your fascination to plot against my son, I will break your corpse into ten thousand pieces!"

Seeing this, Lu Hua jumped to Ling Huan's side, stared at Governor Dong's mansion and shouted, "Governor Dong, if you dare to disturb the order of martial arts, aren't you afraid that the Holy Force will punish you?"

She was surprised when she saw Ling Huan hit Dong Shuangbo hard just now, but suddenly heard a familiar man's voice: "Lord Yulu, the person who colluded with the Japanese Kou Bei An Pingju has been found." ”

In addition to being stunned, she looked around, and finally outside the crowd, she saw a man in disguise, and recognized at a glance that this person was entrusted by her with important tasks, and also challenged the county military and politics, and the two leading positions of Wang Xiande.

Could it be that Wang Zhixian has caught the spies in Han County. Lu Hua's heart couldn't help but move slightly, and he glanced at Wang Zhixian, and said in a secret way: "Lord Wang, don't panic, when the martial arts fight is over, the envoy will deal with this matter with you immediately." ”

But just when she was distracted, Governor Dong had already rushed to the martial arts platform, as if she was about to attack Ling Huan, and couldn't help but be furious and jumped to Ling Huan's side. She, the referee, has not yet determined the outcome of the martial arts, and Governor Dong's move is too presumptuous.

"This Ling Huan, imprisoned my son's soul with his fascination, and then attacked with a short sword, such a despicable person, how can I allow him to stay in the world. Governor Dong pounded the platform and quibbled with Lu Hua.

Zhao Yueguang didn't wait for Lu Hua to answer, and couldn't help jumping on the stage, and preemptively sarcastically said to Governor Dong: "As a dignified prefect, don't you understand the rules of martial arts." Hmph, if you talk about a shameless sneak attack, no one in the whole Tang Dynasty can compare with your Dong family, the golden bell jar and a write-off, and this short sword, which one is not Dong Shuangbo's masterpiece?"

Being reprimanded in public by Zhao Yueguang's juniors made Dong Governor's Mansion very embarrassed, but as soon as he thought of what happened to his son, he immediately glared at Zhao Yueguang fiercely like a fierce beast that had lost his mind, and said fiercely: "In front of the old man, do you have the share of you, the child of the Zhao family, to intervene, do you want to openly provoke, and my Dong family can't succeed?"

As soon as his words fell, Zhao Yueguang suddenly took a step forward and said proudly: "I, your Dong family, also deserve the word provocation from my Zhao ......family?"

"The light recedes. And Zhao Yueguang's words were interrupted by a voice, Youyou: "I have tried very hard to restrain me, my rough temper, and now it seems that you bad old man have made me completely fail." May I ask this shameless little old man hidden in the folds, who are you, don't you know that the martial arts fight is not over yet?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but collectively say, such a superb person was none other than Ling someone, who had returned to normal and stood up proudly.

Although Ling Huan didn't know whether there was a contradiction between the Zhao and Dong families, he didn't want Zhao Yueguang and even the Zhao family to be involved because of himself.

Governor Dong was furious, how could he have been so insulted, not to mention that the person who insulted himself was still a small civilian?

He raised his head angrily, poked his finger at Ling Huan and trembled for a long time before he trembled, turned to Lu Hua and said viciously: "Lord Lu, look at this thing that does not know dignity and humility, if you don't uphold justice, the lower officials will kill him on the spot." ”

"Presumptuous. Lu Hua frowned and shouted coldly: "The cause and effect of this martial arts fight, the envoy knows very well, Dong Shuangbo first used the blood contract to calculate Ling Huan, and then to the many conspiracies and tricks of the martial arts platform, Ling Huan was passive self-defense from beginning to end, and there was no fault, how can the conspiracy be shameless?"

After she scolded Dong Governor's Mansion, she ignored the other party's ugly look, but walked straight to the dying Dong Shuangbo, and asked in a businesslike tone: "Dong Shuangbo, are you sure that the martial arts fight continues, or do you immediately beg to surrender?"

Being protected by Dong Governor's Mansion gave Dong Shuangbo a chance to linger, but the injury was indeed too serious, and when he heard this, he instinctively shook his head and struggled out two words: "Begging to surrender!"

But these two words seemed to poke his sore spots, and then his expression suddenly perked, full of hideousness, and he said unwillingly to Governor Dong: "Father, you must kill him and avenge your son?"

"The Father will destroy him all over the place. Governor Dong stared bare-eyed, and in front of everyone's eyes, he responded in a cold voice.