"I see that you hold a pen all day long, why is your temper worse than that of some people with guns on the battlefield?"

Yu Zizhou asked in wonder, at this time he had already confronted the ink and wash in the Wuwang school.

The school field is divided into four open spaces, which can be fought at the same time, but the other three places are empty, and everyone has their eyes on Yu Zizhou and Shui Mo.

Obviously, these two people made a very deep impression on everyone at the beginning. Especially Yu Zizhou, who is the most controversial person in this controversy.

"Actually, I don't like to fight, but for some reason, I just want to beat you up. Holding his brush in his arms, he gently stroked the three thousand blue and red silk on the tip of the brush, as if he was grooming a woman.

He didn't look at Yu Zizhou when he spoke, and his attitude was extremely arrogant, but Yu Zizhou was not angry, but looked at this person's every move with great interest, and asked curiously: "What is this pen called?"

"Danqing. ”

"Well..."Yu Zizhou groaned, shook his head and said, "This name is not worthy of you! I see that you are a little heavy, why don't you just call her the Evil Brush?"

As soon as these words came out, Ink Wash's face, which had always maintained a decent face, immediately became gloomy, and his dark eyes stared at the frivolous Yu Zizhou, and said coldly: "There are thousands of jokes in the world, and you alone should not make her jokes." ”

Yu Zizhou smiled slightly, spread out his hand to brush a little drizzle, and said leisurely: "What's the matter?

As soon as the words fell, a cold and true anger came straight in!

The corners of Yu Zizhou's mouth crossed a teasing arc, and his left shoulder was slightly on one side, sliding tightly against the true qi.

It's just that the ink has already been fully attacked, Danqing is as flexible and fierce as a giant python in his invisible control, and the hairs of the two colors, one red and one green, are automatically forked, like the snake letter of a giant python, pressing towards Yu Zizhou step by step.

The strange attack made Yu Zizhou, who was just a joker at the beginning, suddenly fall into passivity, and was suppressed by the ink and couldn't turn over for a single step.

"Huh, do you still have two brushes..."Ding Zhe who was outside the field was originally angry, but after watching it for a while, he gradually became interested in this battle.

That ink seems to be slender and thin, but he is a complete master of qi training, and his internal strength cultivation has reached the point of perfection. Whether it is Ding Zhe or Yu Zizhou, I am afraid that this point cannot be compared.

However, this does not mean that ink is stronger.

That ink seems to be slender and thin, but he is a complete master of qi training, and his internal strength cultivation has reached the point of perfection. Whether it is Ding Zhe or Yu Zizhou, I am afraid that he is not as good as him.

Of course, just because the internal force is ahead, it doesn't mean that the ink is stronger.

I saw that Yu Zizhou, who was still shuttling in the Danqing chaos before, suddenly disappeared, and in the next moment, he had already appeared behind Ink Wash!

With a flick of his fingertips, a sword light swept towards the tips of the hair that rose behind the ink. This third scene is up to the point, and Yu Zizhou doesn't want to really hurt the ink, after all, he is still nominally the nephew of the White Emperor.

It's just that this time Yu Zizhou is too hypocritical.

The strength of ink is far more than that, as soon as Danqing sensed the crisis coming from the back of his master's head, he immediately rushed back like crazy. The blue and red pens twisted violently, like a monster, tightly wrapping Yu Zizhou's right arm.

"Huh?"

Yu Zizhou couldn't help but sigh softly, and it wasn't until he was completely entangled by this danqing that he discovered the strange place of this pen. Not to mention the goosebump-inducing feeling of those hairs for the time being, even the true qi in Yu Zizhou's body seems to be absorbed by them, and the speed is very fast!

Shui Mo snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the void with his five fingers.

Yu Zizhou only felt that his right arm suddenly tightened, and a sense of oppression no less than that of being in the dungeon that day suddenly came!

"Hehe, it seems that I was too polite. Yu Zizhou sneered, "Since you want it, it's all for you." ”

After speaking, everyone felt that a sharp aura burst out from the field, and the sky was wanton!

Yu Zizhou's right arm flashed wildly, and the true qi was frantically outflowing, pouring into the pen shaft along the Danqing pen, which shook the pen shaft for a while, and gradually distorted.

When Shui Mo saw this scene, his face was full of pity, and his five fingers hurriedly let go and took Danqing back.

"Hmph, it's stupid to break free of Danqing in this way. Shui Mo said coldly, "But the most stupid thing about you is that you actually injured my Danqing!"

Danqing's hairs were slightly injured because of Yu Zizhou's cold true qi, but it was enough to make Shui Mo angry. I saw that his green hair was slowly floating, absorbing a large amount of true qi, allowing his internal strength to gain a great increase in a short period of time.

Looking at the increasingly powerful ink, Yu Zizhou's eyes were cold, and the sword marks of his two fingers rose together, and a white sword light poured out, turning into a four-foot sword blade. Without waiting for the ink to do it first, an arrow step stepped directly to the front and slashed it with a sword!

There was a crackling sound, and then a drizzle was bounced away by the aftershocks, creating a brief vacuum in the field.

With a single sword, the power is even more powerful!

But the ink that firmly catches this sword should not be underestimated! I don't know what the Danqing pen barrel is made of, and the hardness is probably far above that of ordinary metal, and even Yu Zizhou's sword blade, which is usually sharpened like clay, cannot leave the slightest mark on it.

"Iron painting!" Just as Yu Zizhou's tiger mouth was shocked, the ink snorted coldly, and the black light of the Danqing pen was shrouded, like a spear, stabbing straight at Yu Zizhou.

The latter jumped, his left foot lightly touched the barrel of the pen, and floated out with the help of his strength, taking the opportunity to hurriedly reply to his right hand, which was a little sore.

"Silver Hook!"

However, the attack of ink is like a continuous painting, which does not stop at all. I saw that Danqing, who was just as strong as a spear, turned into a giant python again, and attacked Yu Zizhou who was floating away in a curved arc.

The danqing, which was stained with ink and blood, was also dyed black, and the tip of the pen was divided into thousands of threads, stabbing at Yu Zizhou from countless angles, turning his white clothes into beggars in an instant.

"Tsk, it's okay......" Ding Zhe in the audience sighed again and again, and Yu Zizhou didn't make a move, making him almost fall asleep. On the other hand, others are relishing, and Yu Zizhou being pressed and beaten is simply very happy for them. Especially those old men from the Luoyang Society, they almost applauded.

But Rao is like this, but Yu Zizhou's movements are still not angry, he can dodge if he can, and if he can't dodge, he will block it with a sword, as if he is wasting time.

After a while, Yu Zizhou suddenly smiled, and secretly said that this is the case, with a backhand split, he jumped with his strength, and floated directly to a high place.

"Ask the sky. Yu Zizhou's arms were wide open, and the fingertip lightsaber dissipated, but it condensed into thirty-two blades around his arms.

"Go. With a soft shout, Yu Zizhou's body also turned into one of the sword blades, and quickly approached the ink below!

Seventeen sharp edges staggered forward, but the ink only stared at one of them, and that was Yu Zizhou's body. Although he didn't know what the latter's intentions were, Shui Mo vaguely felt a sense of danger, as if some of his things had been exposed in front of Yu Zizhou.

In the blink of an eye, the Sword of Asking the Sky has already connected with Danqing!

"Hmph, I know you're here, Tiehua!" Shui Mo shouted angrily, pushed out a thick wall of qi with his left palm, and scattered all of Wentian's more than ten qi blades with one blow, and his right hand pointed at Yu Zizhou suddenly, Danqing went straight forward, and the tip of the pen went straight to the sharpest blade.

Yu Zizhou received a huge impact, and his body was revealed at once, but the corners of his mouth suddenly curled, and the two fingers hidden in his sleeves turned - there was a 'bang', and a wisp of green silk slipped quietly, which was the sound of the long hair behind Ink's head breaking.

Danqing suddenly roared, as if he had fallen into unprecedented madness, and the tip of the pen stretched out all the hairs, and once again attacked Yu Zizhou with all his might.

However, this time, Yu Zizhou no longer had the patience to play with it, his right arm was slowly raised, and his five fingers gently grabbed the approaching Danqing......

A dark aura descended in an instant, and I saw the black light in Yu Zizhou's palm bursting, and the black sword qi that represented his true strength instantly twisted the danqing pen with teeth and claws into pieces!

Hit hard by this, Danqing immediately flinched, and retreated behind the ink in a gray manner, not daring to appear again.

And ink painting has finally come to the brink of rampage......