"Hugh is rampant, I'm here to fight you!"

He Xuan, a painting idiot, let out a low snort, and rushed to the ring with a hard head, full of talent to protect his body.

He held a wolf brush in his left hand, and held a scroll in his right hand, holding his head high, and his placket was embroidered with landscape scrolls, quite a miserable green boy's demeanor.

Under the pressure of the six princes, he could only grit his teeth and go on stage to confront the other party.

The moment Zhang Tao appeared, he already felt the gap in strength between himself and the other party in his heart...

He knew that if he fought hard, he would definitely lose!

There is an inexplicable power in Zhang Tao's body, which makes him feel like a man on his back, like a pins and needles, like a fish in his throat, fidgeting!

"Go down to the Spring and Autumn Academy again, He Xuan has seen Brother Zhang!"

He Xuan's mind turned sharply, and he didn't face each other with swords as soon as he met, but pretended to be calm, and said very politely: "Do you want to fight in literature or martial arts?" ”

"I don't care!"

Zhang Taofeng was light, confident, standing in place, unimpressed, and said: "You can compete as much as you want?" ”

He has the chance to win, and under the [Taishang Guan Qi Technique], the opponent's cultivation has nothing to hide.

In the middle of the Dual Heaven Pathfinder Realm, it hadn't made him feel like he was facing a great enemy.

"Since Brother Zhang is so confident, then you're welcome!"

He Xuan, a painting idiot, bowed his head slightly, a confident smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and said: "As long as Brother Zhang can enjoy this splendid picture of mountains and rivers within half an hour, the contemptible man will voluntarily admit defeat!" ”

"It's so good, it's a hassle!"

Zhang Tao smiled indifferently and agreed to the other party's conditions without thinking.

He had heard of the method of painting idiot He Xuan, who was a master of illusion, and the painting scroll that seemed to be real and imaginary in one hand was a small world that encompassed the heavens and all worlds.

The scroll space can trap other people's spirits... It makes people fall into an illusion and can't extricate themselves, just like entering a ghost hitting the wall, and they can never escape, which is weird and inexplicable.

As everyone knows, he has the eye of the underworld and the art of contemplating qi, and any illusory illusion is a floating cloud in front of his eyes, and he is not afraid of all ghosts!

"Brother Zhang, refreshed!"

Receiving the other party's affirmation, the painting idiot He Xuan was overjoyed, and an excited look flashed in his eyes.

However, after hearing Zhang Tao's unthinking answer, everyone once again showed disdainful glances.

"This is an arrogant and reckless man, completely brainless... Didn't he know the tricky methods of the painting idiot He Xuan? ”

"Hey... Originally, after listening to his bold and unruly verses, I thought Zhang Tao was a talented and quick person, but I didn't expect that he was a brave and unscrupulous person. Someone sighed.

"Don't forget that Master Qin once praised Zhang Tao as a genius for painting, maybe he has a unique opinion on the painting scroll of He Xuan, a painting idiot..."

Everyone, you and I said a word, standing in the distance to watch the two simultaneous competitions in front of you, full of interest, and judgment.

No one noticed that the sky above them was gradually turning gray, as if it were covered with a layer of dust and yellow sand.

"Senior Brother Qin, this handsome young man is your student?"

Yu Shuilan's embroidered eyebrows frowned slightly, staring at Zhang Tao's proud figure, and puzzled: "This son is too arrogant, be careful that the arrogant soldiers will be defeated!" ”

"It's normal for young people to be more vigorous!"

Tick!

As soon as the words fell, a grain of yellow sand fell from the sky, instantly attracting Qin Mufeng's attention.

He slowly raised his head, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Covering the sky and the sun, the sky was already covered with dust, like a dark cloud hanging over the academy.

"What's going on?"

His expression was solemn, and his tone was full of shock and doubt.

Hearing this, the other masters present looked up at the sky one after another, looking at the amazing scene.

And Meng Zhixing, the dean of Fengtian Academy, had disappeared long before Huangsha was on the high ground.

"Please take a look at my splendid mountains and rivers..."

As he spoke, He Xuan, a painting idiot, slowly untied the robe on his body and threw it into the air.

In an instant, the scroll embroidered on his robe gradually unfolded, revealing a flowery ink painting of mountains and rivers.

Zhang Tao never expected that the picture scroll that the other party was talking about would be the bells and whistles on his body...

As the robe unfurled into the air, his gaze was instantly attracted by the anomaly in the sky.

"It's... A sandstorm is coming? ”

Zhang Tao's brows were furrowed, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and suddenly a sense of crisis surged in his heart.

In the next second, the splendid picture of mountains and rivers shrouded his forehead.

"Trouble!"

He was worried, his face was solemn, he looked up at the gray sky, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

It's an innate hunch..... It is a stress instinct that he has experienced many crises of death.

Immediately, he felt something and turned his head to look at the dean's position..... It was empty, not a single figure.

"I'm afraid it's a little bad..."

Just when he lowered his eyebrows and pondered motionless, everyone watching the battle sighed, mistakenly thinking that he was confused by the splendid mountains and rivers in the air.

"At this time, what happened to him?"

Seeing this, the ninth princess Zhou Qianxue stood aside and watched anxiously, her eyebrows furrowed, and she was so angry that she stomped her feet again and again, feeling very disappointed in Zhang Tao's performance.

She raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "If he is covered by the scroll, he really has no chance to turn the tables." ”

"Something doesn't seem right!"

Before she continued to get angry, Ji Xuanxuan, the sharpshooter on the side, noticed a strange change and said, "He is not in a daze, but afraid of this sky!" ”

As soon as the words fell, yellow sand the size of a grain of rice fell from the sky one after another.

At the same time, Zhang Tao in the ring also moved.

I saw him wave his hand in the air, and four black fire jackdaws appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Quack!"

In an instant, the piercing old eagle's cry resounded throughout the audience!

"No~ my paintings!"

In the next second, the heart-wrenching screams of He Xuan, a painting idiot, sounded in everyone's ears.

The bustling ink painting scrolls of mountains and rivers turned into pieces of cloth and floated in the air in the blink of an eye... Before it came into contact with Zhang Tao, it played its due effect, and it ended in an instant.

"What happened?" Some people don't understand why, and they can't understand the amazing changes in front of them.

"Where did those four crows come from?"

"Shhhh Appear out of thin air and turn fiction into reality! I didn't expect Zhang Tao's painting attainments to be so amazing. ”

There were many masters with extraordinary cultivation present, and they could see at a glance the mystery of Zhang Tao's summoning of the Fire Raven.

One move to shock the audience!

"Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world! Zhang Tao does have arrogant capital! Someone sighed heartily.

"I didn't expect that the 'road' he comprehended in the way of painting was actually to turn fiction into reality... This is already a means of possessing ghosts and gods. ”

"This person is limitless in the future..."

Compared with everyone's shock and exclamation, Zhang Tao was more concerned about what was happening above the sky, which actually made him feel the danger of heart palpitations.

He looked around and found that the painting idiot He Xuan was still standing in place, with a sad look on his face, facing a pile of rags on the ground, and his heart ached.

"Do you admit defeat?"

Seeing this, he rushed forward with an arrow, reached out and grabbed the opponent's collar, and asked, "If you don't admit defeat, then I will beat you until you admit defeat." ”

"Quack!"

As soon as these words came out, the four fire jackdaws surrounding the ring kept flapping their wings and let out bursts of piercing strange screams, which made people upset.