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Li Qingshan pointed sharply at the picture album on the long case, the pages of the book turned sharply, the story passed in a hurry, and suddenly stopped on the last painting. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

Only try this!

Either he uses Ma Liang as a medium and directly uses his will power to summon this painting!

That was the end of this fairy tale......

Maleonn was taken to the palace, where the emperor asked him to draw a cash cow. Maleonn raised his hand and drew a piece of the sea. The emperor was very unhappy when he saw it, and scolded: "I asked you to draw a cash cow, who asked you to draw the sea!" Ma Liang drew a small island in the sea again, and a tall and big tree was drawn on the island: "Isn't this a cash cow?"

The emperor immediately became happy: "Hurry up and draw a boat! I will go to the sea to shake money!" Ma Liang drew a very large wooden boat, and the emperor took his mother, the prince, the princess, and many ministers and generals on board. Ma Liang drew a few more strokes of the wind, and the big ship started.

The Emperor thought that the ship was going too slowly, and shouted at the bow, "The wind is stronger, the wind is stronger!" Ma Liang added a few strokes of the wind, and the wooden boat sailed rapidly towards the middle of the sea. Maleonn added a few more gale strokes, and the sea roared, rolling up rolling waves, and the big ship swayed. The emperor was frightened, and shouted to Maleonn: "The wind is enough, the wind is enough!" Maleonn pretended not to hear, and kept drawing the wind, and the sea was angry, and the waves rushed to the big ship.

The big ship tilted, the ship was in chaos, the emperor held the mast of the ship, and kept shouting: "The wind is too strong! The ship is about to capsize! Don't paint anymore!" Ma Liang ignored him, but he still didn't stop painting, the wind was stronger, and there were many thick dark clouds, lightning and thunder. It rained heavily, and the sea was like a collapsing wall, smashing down on the ship......

Han Qiongzhi couldn't bear to look at it anymore, he was only worried that Li Qingshan would not be able to bear the blow of defeat, thinking about how to comfort him later, without hurting his self-esteem, after all, he was so proud. Give him something like that. He must be happy, no matter how big it is, let him fulfill his wish a few days ago.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of waves. It's so far from the lake, how can there be the sound of waves? Passing into the tip of her nose, she suddenly looked up.

A huge wave like a high wall stood horizontally in front of Li Qingshan.

"The sea is immeasurable!"

Li Qingshan pushed his hand forward, and the huge waves poured, rolling and slapping towards the flames, forcing the hellfire that was forced in front of him back into the field.

The tongue of fire and the waves wanted to touch, turning into a wisp of steam, but at the same time, more water and fire. There was a surge of them.

Fiercely colliding on the long dividing line, the vapor billowed up, like a wolf smoke, forming a white wall of fog, and then diffused due to the disappearance of the will.

Snorting. Water extinguishes the fire, fire evaporates water, this is the contest between water and fire,

But soon, the waves ran out of momentum and were evaporated by the flames. The pent-up fire surged up again, and was immediately struck by a second wave.

Chu Danqing's face was reflected red by the firelight, slightly distorted, even his eyes flashed with red light, almost crazy, constantly urging "Hell Fu", gushing out more hell fire, he shouldered the expectations of the master, the hope of the painter, and the nominal wife in the painting, this battle must not be lost, must not!

Li Qingshan has long been ignorant of the consumption of willpower, and has conjured up huge waves, Yunxu Island is a good place, how can he give it to others casually, if he loses, all the willpower consumed now will be lost. Moreover, he smiled slightly, in front of his future wife and father-in-law, he could not be ashamed.

The circular large martial arts arena is divided into two pieces, red and bright blue. It was the hell of fire and the sea of water, a twisted junction, constantly moving forward and retreating, fiercely stalemate.

The burning sound of fire, the roar of water, was deafening.

This earth-shattering spell confrontation, everyone was stunned, originally they thought that they had seen the scene of the decisive battle between Li Qingshan and Chu Tian, and they would no longer be surprised by the battle of the Qi Refiners.

If it is said that when Chu Tian and Li Qingshan duel, they only occasionally showed the means of building a foundation monk. Now Li Qingshan and Chu Danqing's methods have completely surpassed the level of Qi Refiners, and they look no different from those of Foundation Building Cultivators.

It's just a painter, but what Li Qingshan showed was really ridiculed by them for a long time, the power of a novelist, and Li Qingshan's cultivation is only the seventh layer of qi refining, could it be that they have always underestimated the novelist?

Chu Shidao frowned, looking at Chu Danqing's back with all his might, he never expected that Li Qingshan would have such strength. He also had some understanding of the novelist's methods, which should be limited by the Great Yan Rune, and in this case, apparently a large number of people, for his book, have reached a level of undoubted Cheng dù, only half a year, how can it be possible to do this?

Liu Chuanfeng stopped cheering and stood on the high platform, opening his mouth wide and raising his hands high, like a frozen statue. His whole body tensed up, as if he was pushing the waves.

Sun Fubai looked at this scene almost greedily, with a mixture of joy and sorrow on his face. Yes, this is what the master portrayed to them, the power of the novelist, once he also doubted, and now, Li Qingshan proves to them, to everyone.

Novelists, not garbage. Heaven gave this son to the novelist.

Han Qiongzhi held her hands and looked at Li Qingshan in fascination, she couldn't wait to tell everyone, this was her man. Of course, actually, everyone knows.

Wang Pushi shook his head, this kid is really surprising! Now he has only been in the hundred families for only a year, if he is given time to develop, what kind of journey can he achieve? The Han family has found a good son-in-law, and he will definitely be a big cadre in the future.

However, at this moment, Han Anjun was happy, but there was a trace of worry, and she was immediately relieved, this good life was for her to slowly experience it herself.

Jue Chenzi looked at the sloppy Taoist who poured wine into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Master, you regret it again." ”

The sloppy Taoist shouted: "Whoever regrets it, who regrets it!" I have to admit that I have a little regret in my heart, the novelist's method can be understood by him to such a situation, if it is the Taoist method, wouldn't it be even more powerful, alas, I knew it was so, it would have been good to be polite to this kid at the beginning, there are many disciples who have been scolded by me, and you fucking kid dare to blow up my hair with me!

At this time, the brilliance of "Hell Fu" gradually dimmed, and no matter how much effort he poured into any painting, its power was not endless.

Although the water that Li Qingshan conjured up was just ordinary water, it was slightly inferior to the flame. However, the five elements are mutually restrictive, and it is very easy for water to extinguish fire, and it takes great strength to evaporate whomever the fire wants.

Li Qingshan suddenly set off a higher and bigger wave, I don't want to give up the wish power accumulated in the past half a year, and see how long you can support it!

Chu Danqing's eyes were about to split, and he continued to urge "Hell Fu", and a slight crack faintly appeared on the painting. He didn't care about it, even if he didn't want to destroy the painting, he had to support it.

"Danqing, let's stop here!" Chu Shidao's voice came into Chu Danqing's ears.

"But, master......"

"If you continue to fight, you will lose both. "Chu Shidao is a person who loves painting, how can he bear to see the "Hell Fu" that took six months to paint, just ruined like this, and Li Qingshan has no signs of exhaustion, and the odds of winning this battle are close to nothing.

Chu Danqing couldn't disobey his master's orders, kicked over the long case in front of him, and unwillingly withdrew "Hell Fu".

Li Qingshan immediately stopped urging the Great Yan Rune, these wishes are not easy to accumulate, and saving a little is a little.

In an instant, the fire and water disappeared.

Everyone had a sense of unreality, if it weren't for the clear traces of the two pieces being burned by the fire and washed away by the water in the Great Martial Arts Arena, they would almost suspect that Fang Cai's Yiqiē was a dream.

The audience was silent, looking at each other, who won and who lost?

The heads of the family could see it clearly, and Liu Changqing cast an inquiring glance at Chu Shidao.

Chu Shidao raised his hand, walked to Chu Danqing's side, patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and said to Li Qingshan: "You won." ”

Li Qingshan arched his hand and said, "Accept." ”

But seeing Chu Danqing's eyes red, his lips trembling, and he looked like he was about to cry, how did I feel that I had become the villain who bullied the innocent boy, but it was just a competition, as for this?

Prior to this, although Li Qingshan was full of confidence, he was also prepared to fail, after all, nothing is absolute. Compared with the previous fiascos he suffered, this kind of competition, which was not even a threat to his life, was nothing at all, and the worst result was just to change the island and develop. The novelist's dependence on "land" is not very strong, as long as he has his ideas, are you afraid that he will not be able to develop?

Li Qingshan, a guy who climbed up from the bottom, where can he understand that Chu Danqing has studied painting for ten years, and has never suffered any blows, and he failed in the first battle out of the mountain, this contrast will indeed be unbearable. He thought that he had just won a powerful painting, but how could he have thought that this would be Chu Danqing's mother-in-law.

On the high platform, cheers rang out, although the novelist has a bad reputation, he is still much kinder than a foreign painter, after all, he has been scolded for so many years. And now, everyone recognizes, the power of the novelist.

It's incredible that you can conjure up a character who can use the artist's skills to defeat the painter. Some of the new disciples even regretted that they were not novelists in the first place.

Under the auspices of Liu Changqing, Chu Shidao and Liu Chuanfeng came to the field, followed by their respective chief disciples.

Chu Shidao presented the "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers" with both hands: "I have long heard that novelists can transform all things and magical, but now when I see it, it is indeed true, and it is worthy of being one of the nine streams and ten schools appointed by the Holy Emperor." ”

"The noble apprentice Li Qingshan is the best among the people, this battle, we lost the heart, if there was any offense before, please forgive the head of the Liu family, this painting is the old man's painstaking love, the right to make amends, and please treat her well. ”

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