The dots are skimmed horizontally, outlined vertically and horizontally, and the big characters of meteorological ** bloom one after another!

Ji Cheng's envoy is still the true self body technique that Zhenzong is good at, but unlike Ji Liang, he does not use the body as the pen, but the fist as the pen, like an axe and chisel, and the black mangs on the fist bloom, and he slashes towards Yang Nan!

These big characters are like a net, overwhelming Yang Nan!

Yang Nan has studied calligraphy in various schools when he was a child, and Ji Cheng's seemingly random boxing skills fell in his eyes, which is no longer the ridiculous appearance of a scholar's dancing boxing, on the contrary, this boxing road is floating, drawing a forbidden area with a radius of three feet, Yang Nan entered it, only to feel that his mind sank, and countless obscure words came to his face, wanting to crush his spirit!

The text is clumsy, the steel cast iron is scratched, and the words are like cliff stone carvings, with an endless strong and powerful atmosphere!

"What a stone drum Qiwen!" Yang Nan recognized Ji Cheng's calligraphy strokes, and with a turn of skill, the bones of his whole body rattled, and his skin, flesh and blood, and bones transformed into a beast-shaped demon body in an instant, and he waved his fists to meet it!

The fierce and vicious Yang Nan faced Ji Cheng, who was in a long-bearded Confucian robe, with one evil and one good, and the distinction was clear, which made the people present have an illusion, as if the children of Confucianism were subduing demons and eliminating demons, and the black and white Confucian scholars were holding their breath and concentrating, looking at the two people who were fighting hotly in the field, their eyes did not blink!

Yang Nan has been taught by wild songs, and the boxing moves have been promoted to the top, although the stone drum Qiwen made by Ji Cheng is dangerous and majestic, straight into the soul, but it is extremely difficult to defeat Yang Nan, the two fought a few moves, Ji Cheng's brushwork has changed again, as if from the majestic peak to the mountain stream, and there is a silent victory between the two fists!

The water flows into the ground, pervasively, and the softest way of heaven and earth is revealed in silence!

The calligraphy on this road is dense and delicate, soft and beautiful, and the swaying is dense and pervasive, how can Yang Nan block it all?

Bang bang bang!

However, in an instant, Yang Nandemon was hit by more than ten punches, and he tried his best to keep his eyes open and carefully observe Ji Cheng's calligraphy, but he was still puzzled.

Even if he is strong with his demon body, he is hit by Ji Chengmian's soft and Confucian power more than ten times, and he feels a lot of pain, trying to break Ji Cheng's calligraphy, if he doesn't know what kind of writing he writes, everything is in vain.

Bang Bang !!

Ji Cheng's fist is soft and strong, and the Confucian power is endless, after a few punches, Yang Nan took more than ten steps backwards, and knocked a huge pillar in the hall to the ground, Ji Cheng was not happy or sad, shook his head and said: "Although you are from a Confucian family, you are not good at Confucian articles, how can you recognize the colorful moth tablet on my way?"

Yang Nan fell into the disadvantage, and still smiled lightly: "Grandmaster Ji has integrated boxing, calligraphy, and Confucianism, and is really admirable, but it is difficult to defeat me! ”

Yang Nan shook the demon body, his fists were Huohuo, and the infinite demon power gathered on the fist, and smashed down on Ji Cheng with a bang, Ji Cheng waved his palm, and several black gases sprayed wildly, strangely avoiding Yang Nan's fists, and hitting him on the chest, Yang Nan's demon body flew out of the distance, splashing the dust of the hall.

After Ji Cheng finished writing the colorful moth tablet all the way, the number of roads changed again in an instant, and the beautiful and colorful calligraphy artistic conception turned into a cold slaughter!

Ice is in the sky, everything is silent!

Ji Cheng's every punch is like an ice edge on a glacier cliff, cold, sharp, and cold to the bone!

This time Yang Nan is even more difficult, Ji Cheng's fists and feet are vertical and horizontal, and one after another ice gas repeatedly hits Yang Nan's demon body, Ji Cheng dances heartily, and the hall is like ice and snow, wind and snow, and all the vitality has turned into the death intention of all things!

Yang Nan knew that if he was replaced by Ji Cheng's calligraphy all the way, even if his demon body was strong, he would not be able to resist, the rank of Confucianism has always been one level higher than that of the sects in the world, that is to say, although Ji Cheng is a great master of Confucianism, if he wants to be an enemy of him, he must be a great Venerable of Daomen!

Yang Nan is only a beginner Venerable, how can he beat Ji Cheng in the competition of artistic conception?

Ice and snow are vertical and everything is dying, Yang Nan only felt a sad and dead intent hit his heart, the flesh and blood inside and outside his body gradually froze, and the actions became more and more sluggish, and he was about to be controlled by Ji Cheng.

Xiao Ru, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, frowned, if it was him who ended, he could naturally recognize the number of roads of this snow sticker, but Yang Nan was not a Confucian person, his calligraphy was broad and profound, and there were countless ancient inscriptions, most of which were obscure, rare in the world, although Yang Nan practiced calligraphy, how could he know everything?

Ji Liang and the other black-robed Confucian scholars saw that Yang Nan was about to lose, and a trace of joy that could not be concealed rose in their eyebrows, and Ji Chang, who had an elegant face, stroked his long beard with his hand, and said lightly: "Third brother, you don't have to show mercy to your subordinates, and you can fight quickly!"

Xiao Ru listened to it with a pang in his heart, Ji Cheng forced Yang Nan to this role, and he still had any spare strength?

Ji Cheng heard it clearly, Mu Ne's face showed a solemn color, and the cold breath on his fist was fierce, like a raging wind, a blizzard pouring wildly, and a breath that swept the world and was cold into the bone marrow fell with a bang!

The breath carried by this style can almost freeze the heaven and earth, Yang Nan only felt that Ji Cheng turned the entire heaven and earth into an ice and snow world in an instant, in this world, there are no living beings, no other things, only ice and snow, endless, cold, dead ice and snow!!

"Boy, if you don't have a Yang Huang style, you will become an ice sculpture!" Yang Nan's wild song in the cave carefully looked at Ji Cheng's unique boxing technique, and he couldn't think of a better way for a while, this true Confucianism is so I'm afraid, Yang Nan can only be invincible with the infinite majesty and burning everything Yang Huang style!

Yang Nan shook his head, no matter calligraphy or boxing, it is not his forte, if he wants to defeat the enemy, he doesn't rely on the skills of the military sect, do you still want to use it to send spells?

"Forgive the Dao Realm and spiritualize nothingness!"

Yang Nan's eyes lit up, and he recited a trick lightly!

A circle of spiritual light behind the head blaze, one black and one white, two little Taoist children instantly jumped from Yang Nan Tianling in the air, the two little children giggled, cute and cute, holding hands and hugging each other, and in an instant turned into a black and white magic sword!

Yuan Shen turns into a sword, immortalizing yin and yang!

This terrifying supernatural power is nothing else, it is the Kunlun Immortal Peerless Learning, which has gained great fame and destroyed countless enemies - the Immortal Yin and Yang Sword!

Yang Nan's demon body gently held this magic sword, and there was a shocking pride in his chest, that is, an immortal stood in front of him, and he was confident that he would cut him under the sword!

The black and white magic sword slashed lightly, the two qi of heaven and earth derived all things, even the vast water and gas could not escape, the whistling and dancing sky of ice and snow instantly turned into nothingness, Yang Nan held the sword and smiled lightly, and slashed lightly, the black and white two momentum was like a long rainbow, Ji Cheng snorted, took a few steps backwards, and the sleeves of his arms and robes turned into powder!

No matter how wonderful his penmanship is and how high his Confucian power is, under the endless edge of the Immortal Yin and Yang Sword that can almost destroy everything, there is only the fate of being killed!

Yang Nan didn't pursue, but said indifferently: "The law is the same, the avenue is simple, what tricks does Sect Master Ji have not used?"

The aura of this black and white magic sword is terrifying, and there are sharp thorns between the swallows, just a glance, it seems that even the eyes are about to be cut, Yang Nan sacrificed this sword, and the countless grandmasters present were all shocked and changed color, Ji Cheng lowered his hand, looked at Yang Nan with a trace of fanaticism in his eyes, and said lightly: "Immortal Yin and Yang Sword! You can actually use the Kunlun Venerable Master and Apprentice Combined Attack Technique by yourself, it is really respectable and terrifying, I underestimate you!"

Since ancient times, the Kunlun Sect's Immortal Yin and Yang Sword, Wind and Fire Phantom Heavenly Wheel, Wind and Thunder Thorn and other terrifying supernatural powers are all master-apprentice joint attack techniques, and now Yang Nan has used the terrifying supernatural powers that require the joint efforts of two people to use, how can he not impress Ji Cheng?

Yang Nan held the immortal yin and yang sword in his hand, and he had the power to cut off all things, he just smiled faintly when he heard this: "The old grandmaster Confucianism is profound, and I am not as good as you in the competition of calligraphy and boxing, but I Yang Nan is a Taoist disciple, and this sword breaking ten thousand laws is the ability to watch the family, and the old grandmaster smiled." ”

Ji Cheng's face was expressionless, but Ji Liang and the others on the side looked at each other, Yang Nan can use the terrifying magic power of the Immortal Yin and Yang Sword, its power is far better than the two Venerables, the Immortal Yin and Yang Sword enjoys a great reputation among the monks in the world, it is not a vain exaggeration, even if Ji Cheng uses Xuanqi calligraphy stickers and strange fist techniques, it will not come in handy.

Let you use all kinds of techniques, all kinds of methods, I will swing it from a sword, and everything will be destroyed!

This is the indestructible Yin Yang Sword's powerful and unstoppable prestige!

For thousands of years, the Venerable Immortal Yin and Yang Sword of the Venerable Rank cannot be deserved by non-saints, even if the Confucianism is strong, how can it be stronger than the two qi of the origin of heaven and earth?

"Who wins and who loses, it is still unknown!" Ji Cheng smiled indifferently, and took out the splendid inkstone from his arms, this ancient inkstone is full of fairy patterns, dark and unpretentious, Ji Cheng clasped his hand and threw the ancient inkstone high, and the black gas in his palm turned into a big hand to support the ancient inkstone, and released twelve huge and friendless ancient characters.

The words are like giants, majestic and awe-inspiring, and the twelve words with a huge aura like a sea of smoke fill the sky above the hall!

These twelve ancient characters are like twelve gold-armored giants, surrounding Yang Nan in the middle, and no matter how sharp the Yin and Yang Sword is, it can't be cut.

Yang Nan was shocked in his heart, he didn't know how this text came from, and he couldn't even cut through the Immortal Yin and Yang Sword that slashed everything?

Ji Cheng restrained his hands and smiled: "If you can break this article, Zhenzong will bow down, if not, Yang Nan, no matter how high your Dao Law is today, you will also die here!"

Among the twelve ancient characters, three are the general characters of Dayuan, and nine are crooked and strangely shaped characters, Yang Nan saw that the three 'Zheng, Yuan, and Qi' ancient characters had a terrible atmosphere, and there was a faint breath different from the human world, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and Xiao Ru in the distance was even more surprised and exclaimed: "You actually understand the splendid divine text?"