The color of the ancient picture is not half a wave, and the pen draws the iron-armed tyrannical ape.

Soon, the Iron-armed Tyrant Ape Phantom appeared in front of him.

Like a tower, the Iron Arm Storm Ape was tall and large, and roared at the Nether Tiger, beating his chest with two large fists, as if doing so would arouse his own anger.

The Nether Tiger didn't pay any attention to the Iron Arm Storm Ape and pounced directly on it.

The ancient painting didn't dodge, and stood quietly in place, wanting to feel how powerful the attack of the third-level demon beast was.

"Is that kid desperate? Qi Fei said proudly.

"It's useless to dodge, that kid is definitely not an opponent of a third-level demon beast. Qi Yang said, not to mention ancient paintings, even if he is a painter and a five-fold painter, he is not able to fight with a third-level demon beast at all.

The Nether Tiger pounced on the iron-armed ape with a powerful tiger pounce. The figure of the iron-armed storm ape retreated rapidly, and it took more than a dozen steps to barely stabilize its figure, and the phantom was obviously dimmed.

The ancient painting was secretly frightened, the third-level Nether Tiger was really extraordinary, but it was in his own expectations.

This time, the ancient painting turned the defense into an attack, and the Tiangang fist was displayed by the iron-armed violent ape.

The picture looks a little funny, a demon beast actually wields a tiger with a fist, and smashes it towards the Netherworld Tiger every day.

A punch went down, with a terrifying force, causing the space to burst and tremble slightly.

This punch came too fast, so that the Nether Tiger didn't have any chance to dodge at all, and maybe the Nether Tiger didn't bother to dodge at all.

Bang!

Like a meteorite impact, that punch landed fiercely on the huge body of the Nether Tiger, causing the Nether Tiger to fly upside down for dozens of meters, and after the body fell to the ground, it slid backwards for more than ten meters.

The Nether Tiger was furious, struggled on the ground a few times, and slowly stood up, its bloodthirsty eyes staring at the iron-armed tyrant ape with resentment.

Gu Hua was slightly stunned, the third-level demon beast surpassed the second-level demon beast too much in terms of attack and defense ability, but the punch he just made still damage the Nether Tiger.

Controlling the iron-armed ape to run towards the Nether Tiger, each step causing the ground to tremble violently and smoke and dust everywhere.

Not to be outdone, the Nether Tiger let out a roar and pounced again.

"That kid really has some strength, but he has already angered the Nether Tiger, so let's bear the wrath of the Nether Tiger. Qi Yang saw the ancient painting repel the Netherworld Tiger's eyes, and a flash of surprise flashed.

"Cousin, do you want to leave first, that Nether Tiger will definitely deal with us after dealing with that kid. Qi Fei asked uneasily.

"Hmph! useless thing. Qi Yang snorted coldly and glanced at Qi Fei with disdain.

The Nether Tiger once again pounced towards the Iron Arm Storm Ape, but this time, the Iron Arm Storm Ape's body suddenly became flexible, and its huge body turned slightly sideways, dodging the Nether Tiger's attack, and then turned around and swung his fist.

Tiangang's fist is extremely strong, invincible under one punch, and the iron-armed violent ape is already powerful, and the power of this punch is very terrifying.

The Nether Tiger flew out again, and fell to the ground for a long time before it got up, and the anger in its eyes disappeared at this moment, replaced by a look of jealousy.

"Let's go. The ancient painting said to the Nether Tiger.

A flash of surprise flashed in the Nether Tiger's eyes, and he let out a low roar at the ancient painting, and then dragged his weak body and limped into the distance, quickly disappearing.

The ancient painting retracted the aura, and there was not much aura left in the body.

"How long are you two going to hide?" the ancient painting looked behind the jungle.

Qi Fei and Qi Yang both had shock in their eyes.

"Cousin, didn't you say that a third-level demon beast is equivalent to the realm of a great painter, why can that kid defeat a third-level demon beast?" Qi Fei asked in disbelief.

"Are you lying to me, is that kid really a painter triple?" Qi Yang also looked at Qi Fei with suspicion.

Hearing the words of the ancient painting, the two walked out.

"Aren't you trying to kill me, then come on, but do you think your strength is stronger than the Nether Tiger just now?"

Qi Fei was still in shock, he had always felt that he was on par with the ancient paintings, but today, seeing the scene just now, he felt for the first time that the strength of the ancient paintings was so terrifying, and the two were not at the same level at all.

If it was said before, Qi Fei hated ancient paintings to the core, but at this moment, he didn't dare to mention any hatred, only a look of jealousy.

"Hmph, boy, you are indeed very strong, but you still can't escape death today, although I am not as strong as the Nether Tiger, but now you are not comparable to just now, although you defeated the Nether Tiger just now, but I think, your aura and spiritual power are also consumed hugely, do you think you can still fight with me as a painter in your current state?" Qi Yang's eyes flashed with a playful look.

Hearing this, Qi Fei, who had already given up, suddenly flashed a light in his eyes.

"That's right, we still have hole cards!" Qi Fei came back to his senses at this moment, it was really the shock that the ancient painting brought to them just now was too great, making him feel a sense of powerlessness for a moment, and even forgot that he still had hole cards.

Gu Hua was slightly uneasy in his heart, his current state was indeed not good, but he did not show any panicked look on his face.

"You have hole cards, don't I have them?If you want to fight, I will accompany you, but I want you to think clearly about the consequences, and I will not be merciful to the enemy!" The ancient painting's eyes projected a sharp edge, like a sharp sword stabbing at the two of them.

"When you die, you dare to be hard-mouthed, hum! I will deal with you with one move!" Qi Yang snorted coldly, and the paintbrush in his hand immediately drew a long sword.

The phantom of the long sword hung in the air, exuding a fierce sword aura around his body, as if a sword god was standing here at this moment.

Gu Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, and the aura in his body could only allow him to draw a picture.

Without hesitation, the ancient painting directly depicted the iron-armed violent ape.

The iron-armed storm ape was relatively comprehensive in both attack and defense, and under the urging of the ancient painting, the iron-armed storm ape began to run towards Qi Yang.

The corners of Qi Yang's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he controlled the long sword in the air to stab directly.

In an instant, this space was filled with a sharp sword aura, and the long sword cut through the void, making a sharp sound, carrying a terrifying sword momentum, and stabbed directly at the neck of the iron-armed tyrant ape.

The iron-armed violent ape did not deliberately defend, but took offense as defense, and Tiangang fist swung and smashed a fierce fist on the long sword.

With a loud bang, the long sword flew out, and the fist of the iron-armed storm ape was visibly dimmed.

A flash of horror flashed in Qi Yang's eyes, this punch was so strong.

He then adjusted his sword and attacked again.

But Qi Yang's attack will always be blocked by the ancient painting, and the two are inseparable, and they are still evenly matched after fighting for so long.

Both sides were damaged, and both the sword phantom and the iron-armed storm ape phantom gradually dimmed.

The state of the ancient painting is getting worse and worse, there has been a big battle before, and the spiritual energy in his body is consumed hugely, and at this moment it is another fierce battle, and he can feel that the spiritual energy in his body has gradually dried up.

On the other side, Qi Yang's state was not very good, his face was pale, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became, is this young man in front of him really a painter triple?

Gu Hua took a deep breath and manipulated the iron-armed violent ape to urge the Tiangang fist to smash on the long sword again.

Bang!

There was another loud bang, and this time the illusory shadow of the long sword disappeared directly.

Burst!

Qi Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, took a few steps back with a pale face, and sat down on the ground.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?" Qi Yang was shocked, he was defeated by a triple painter, and he was defeated by a triple painter!

Qi Yang's talent can only be regarded as average, but usually facing painters who are lower than his own realm are basically killed in one move, even if they are painters of the same realm, they can be defeated in a few moves, but today they were defeated by a painter who is lower than their own realm.

"Waste! What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you do it?" Qi Yang looked at Qi Fei with a sluggish face on the side, and couldn't help but become angry.

This anger was spit out again with a mouthful of blood.

"Cousin, cousin, are you alright?" Qi Fei was completely shocked.

"Can't die!"

Hearing this, Qi Fei turned his head to look at the ancient painting.

At this moment, the state of the ancient painting is extremely weak, and the aura in the body is almost exhausted.

This time it was the carelessness of the ancient painting, I thought that defeating the third-level Netherworld Tiger would make Qi Fei and the two retreat, but they didn't expect to be caught by the other party and self-defeating.

"Boy, let's die!" Qi Fei looked at the state of the ancient painting at this moment, and was very proud in his heart, and immediately drew a green python beast.

The phantom of the green python hung in the void, rising high, staring at a long, sharp horn on its huge head.

"Aren't you afraid that you'll get out of control again?" asked Gu Hua's pale face with a smile.

Hearing this, Qi Fei's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he thought of the picture of the last time he was in the Douhuatai.

Could it be that this kid has cultivated any exercises that can manipulate other people's drawings? Is there such a technique in this world?

Qi Fei immediately picked up, quickly withdrew his aura, and the phantom of the green python disappeared.

Qi Yang glanced at Qi Fei with a confused expression, and then roared angrily: "You waste, what are you afraid of? He can't fight anymore now, you can kill him hundreds of times casually!"

"Enough!" Qi Fei roared angrily, turning his head to look at Qi Yang with an angry face, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"You, what do you want to do?" Qi Yang asked in some surprise.

"From the time I knew you to the present, you have called me countless times to make a waste, countless times to mock and abuse me, I have endured it, because I am not your opponent, but I have long wanted to kill you in my heart, now you can no longer fight, and even keep calling me waste, I can't bear it anymore, I will kill you here today! Anyway, this is the Demon Beast Forest, even if I kill you, others will not know. Qi Fei's face showed a touch of madness.