Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Painter Who Crashed to Death
Rumble!
The tide swept and the boat capsized and died.
Liu Feng did not kill many people, but created a big scene as much as possible to make the scene of the chase look more terrifying, more often, the three whales did not directly smash on the wooden boat to destroy it, but fell next to it, creating a sense of crisis that could be destroyed at any time.
Because it's even more terrifying!
Apparently.
It's very effective.
When the scene of the three of them chasing and killing their predecessors broke out, Liu Feng's reputation skyrocketed again! These people who were watching now were all painters! In the distance, those painters below the third grade on the shore who did not dare to enter the water or could not complete the "Wooden Boat Drawing" all stared blankly at this place.
They had been eliminated, but they had seen this amazing scene.
On this calm lake, Liu Feng is like a water god who will easily abuse all the painters! Even a few powerful painters who are deeply hidden are not in this situation! Liu Feng does not know if there is a limit to the observation among these people, but in the water, even if it is a viewing limit, he has to kneel!
"Boom!"
The list is advancing wildly.
Soon, it stabilized at 9.89 million, and the cultivation speed skyrocketed again!
Liu Feng felt carefully.
If he followed this cultivation speed, he would be able to rush to the eighth rank of Guanzhi in one month, the fourth rank of Guanzhi in half a year, and one year would be enough to step into the first rank of Guanzhi! This speed can be called against the sky. The superposition of the mysterious picture scroll and the famous list, even if he can't cultivate, Liu Feng is not afraid at all!
Shielding cultivation?
Ji Che's shield in front of Liu Feng completely turned into a joke!
"Let's go!"
Liu Feng waited for his fame to stabilize before he stopped chasing and killing, although Bai Rufeng and Feng Fu did not open the list, but they also broke into a certain amount of fame.
The three of them left in style.
A group of painters quickly steered the wooden boat to follow.
Leaving Pan Sen to look at this out-of-control scene and grit his teeth fiercely, a good plan was ruined like this, "Go, Liu Feng just relies on the advantage in the water, pass this level, see how arrogant he is!"
After a few moments, the crowd resisted the other side.
The first time, the end!
Because of the limitation of the wooden boat drawing, there were originally tens of thousands of painters, but only 6,000 remained. At this time, the eldest lady of the Huang family had already disappeared.
"It seems that the eldest lady left first. ”
"Let's go, keep up. ”
The crowd hurried into the shore and ran along the only road, but after half an hour of running, the crowd suddenly stopped, because there was no road in front of them!
"This ......"
The crowd was sluggish.
In front of them, there was a cliff, and they were actually on top of the cliff nearly a thousand meters high! When they looked down, they could even see the scenery shrouded in mist.
On the opposite side, the same cliff can be faintly seen.
Everyone instantly realized that if the first exam was to cross the Styx River and test the "Wooden Boat Diagram", then this exam was to pass the cliff of Guò!
"Impossible!"
"How can the exam questions be so difficult?"
"Bird spirit painting can only be done by looking at the end!"
The crowd screamed.
Only when you look at the state can you turn into a bird spirit painting, but if you reach the state of view, it is not surprising that the average person has at least two rounds, or even three rounds.
They're just a drawing wheel!
How to fly?
Six thousand painters were actually tied up here collectively!
"What should I do?"
"How can the government test make it impossible for everyone to pass?"
"How did that Miss Huang get over?"
Everyone was in trouble, and many people looked at Willow Wind, the scene of Willow Wind crossing the River Styx just now was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, maybe he had a way?
Here comes the benefits.
Liu Feng's eyes narrowed, "There is no rule that you must use birds to survive the government test, right?"
"Huh?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and someone suddenly woke up.
"I see!"
"Haha, look at me. ”
The painter laughed and took out his weapon spirit painting, which turned out to be a spirit painting of flying claws!
"Whew!"
The painter pointed at the opposite cliff, and the flying claws burst out, firmly buckled on the cliff, and the painter's body jumped, swinging leisurely towards the opposite side.
The crowd was amazed.
Is that okay too?
"I didn't expect that. ”
"Come, let's make a flying claw spirit painting. ”
"It's a pity that this guy got the first shot. ”
Everyone was depressed, and they could only watch the man leap over a hundred-meter cliff in the air, and then ......
duang!
There was a soft thud.
Everyone looked up, and they were stunned, the painter didn't go over, but hit the cliff on the opposite cliff alive, directly seriously injured, fell off the cliff, and there was a terrible scream.
Everyone: "......"
Liu Feng: "......"
There is always a gap between reality and dreams.
Flying claws across a hundred meters?
Even if the length is enough, even if the weapon is a flying claw, how can it be possible to succeed at one time without countless exercises? I have to say, that artist is too naïve.
Now everyone is out of line again.
"I'll try. ”
A young painter walked out, the painting wheel behind him appeared, and he actually conjured a huge kite, slid towards the opposite side with the kite, and after approaching the cliff, he instantly fused his flying claws to hook the opposite stone, and then climbed up with difficulty.
He actually succeeded.
"Is that okay?"
"There are not a few talented people. ”
The crowd was amazed.
However, success cannot be replicated, how can most people draw a kite? can only watch the young man leave in style......
"I have a solution. ”
Liu Feng suddenly spoke.
"Brother Liu, please speak. ”
Everyone's eyes lit up.
"Everyone also saw the flying claw spirit painting just now, and the difficulty is not high, but the problem is that if you fly along the flying claw, you can only hit the opposite cliff, this distance, I'm afraid no one can survive. But what if we used hundreds of thousands of claw wires to form a bridge?"
Willow Wind is indifferent.
"Brush!"
The light is shining in front of everyone's eyes!
Flying Claw Bridge?
Sky!
A thousand claws of wire are enough to be a meter wide, enough for anyone to pass through the guò, if six thousand...... That's a solid and thick bridge!
"And what about the last ones?"
Someone was puzzled, "In this way, someone has to stay here, at least a hundred people, in order to survive one person, and the remaining hundred people, how to pass guò?"
"After you guys go over, wouldn't it be nice to cast the Flying Claw Diagram on the other side?"
Willow Wind is indifferent.
"That's good. ”
Everyone's eyes lit up, if this is the case, six thousand people are enough to be safe and sound, as long as they cooperate, this is an absolutely foolproof plan!
"Brother Liu is talented. ”
The crowd was amazed.
"Flying Claw Drawing" is not difficult, the painter will explain a little, and soon everyone will grasp that the cliff position is enough, 6,000 people divided ten times, one by one the flying claw wire will hook the opposite cliff, forming an iron network like interweaving, soon, everyone has passed, leaving only the initial ones.
"Brush!"
"Brush!"
Already in the past, hook the rock wall with an iron claw.
Liu Feng and the others glanced at each other, and then they stepped on the wire and walked over, and after this wave, six thousand people passed from here smoothly. However, just as everyone walked to the middle, one of the people in the crowd suddenly moved, and a large sword appeared in his hand, standing on the wire under his feet.
"Dang!"
The wire is broken.
"Not good!"
The crowd was shocked.
"Willow Wind!"
Bai Rufeng and the others were shocked on the cliff.
"Poof!"
Hundreds of people fell collectively, leaving only a few wires to brace, and the bridge deck composed of flying claw wires broke, and none of the painters who had gone to the middle avoided it, including the painter who shot at everyone!
"You're crazy, kill us and run by yourself?"
One of the artists said angrily.
"Whew-"
There was a soft thud.
Everyone looked up in fright and was surprised to find that under the feet of the painter who shot at everyone, a pair of eagles with wings spread appeared - the most basic bird spirit painting of the Nine Pins, "Eagle Wings Drawing"!
"Bird Spirit Painting?!"
"It's actually a view!"
"Damn it!"
The people were terrified.
"Collapse!"
The last wire finally broke.
"Ahh
"Don't!"
"Help me!"
Countless people screamed, and before the painters fell off the cliff, a pair of eyes looked angrily at the painter who was soaring in the sky, very monstrous!
Liu Feng walked to the middle......
Willow Wind fell......
The willow wind sinks......
"Dead?"
The sound faded away.
At this height, no one can survive in the subtle realm!
Liu Feng is dead, and the mission is complete.
The painter stood on top of the eagle, arrogant to everyone, and after making sure that Liu Feng had no chance of surviving if he fell, he stepped on the eagle and turned around, relaxed and comfortable. It's just that, for some reason, just when he was about to leave, he suddenly felt a terrible crisis coming, and he was suddenly shocked.
What's going on?!
Can he even feel the crisis?
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