Ning Xiaoxiu is like a landscape, silent and unmoving. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info, but his eyes were fixed on Zhongli Yang. The spiritual power is ready to be unleashed.

Zhong Liyang's footsteps changed, the golden pen in his hand waved continuously in the air, the spiritual power was agitated, and the large ink-colored characters in the air were steaming and gathering in the air as if they were alive, and in the blink of an eye, a large piece of ink characters gathered in the air.

It seems that he wants to gather a group and attack like a storm.

Ning Xiaoxiu's wrist suddenly turned outward, and at the same time as the golden pen was thrown out, a spiritual power shot out and turned into a "righteousness" character in the air, rushing towards the ink word.

Zhong Liyang was surprised, he didn't expect Ning Xiaoxiu to attack suddenly, but he was confident, he immediately calmed down, the golden pen in his hand did not stop, and he hit it out with one palm, and the spiritual power urged, and a piece of ink rushed to the word "righteousness", and vaguely there was the momentum of thousands of troops.

Rumble!

The word "righteousness" crashed into the army of ink characters, shattered his bones, and turned into ashes and disappeared together.

The rest of the wild grass and ink characters all opened their teeth and claws, like soldiers wielding knives and guns, rushing towards Ning Xiaoxiu.

At the same time, Zhong Liyang continued to write, his footsteps were skillful, his skills were skillful, and the wild grass ink words jumped out one by one, and at a glance, he knew that he had put a lot of effort into this "Wind and Wild Grass Chapter".

Ning Xiaoxiu's competitive spirit was also stirred up, the fight just now was just a temptation, seeing that he had a rolling offensive in the follow-up, he smiled, his footsteps moved, the golden pen rolled, and he wrote three vigorous characters in the air "Etiquette, wisdom, and faith", and hit it.

Zhongli Yang was sure to win, urging all the ink words to be typed over, and all the earth became black and oppressive wild grass.

The three words "Rite, Wisdom, and Faith" were instantly submerged in the sea of wild grass, and before Zhongli Yang had time to be happy, those three words suddenly broke through the wild grass from three sides, typed out, smashed a piece of ink, and punched back into the ink.

These three words are like Liu Guan and Zhang Sanying fighting Lu Bu in the Three Kingdoms period, and it is like the white spear general Zhao Zilong wants to kill seven in and seven out, instantly shuttling vertically and horizontally, disrupting a large area of wild grass and ink formation.

"It's a good time!" Zhong Liyang shouted excitedly, "You are not the fierce general Zhao Zilong after all, and I am not the lover Cao Mengde, look at me!"

He laughed, his steps suddenly staggered, as if he was drunk, sometimes he was about to pour, sometimes he took several steps back, the wind and rain were shaking, and the golden pen in his hand shook his body to write a large number of ink characters, and there was a trace of ink droplets between each word.

These ink characters are also wild grass, and they rush slowly every time they come out, but they rush more and more slowly, as if they are intercepted by something and it is difficult to move an inch in mid-air.

And, as soon as the word stops, it begins to fade, as if it is about to disappear.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and a spiritual power oppressed and rippled, as if it was about to break through the dark dawn, containing a huge explosive power.

Ning Xiaoxiu saw that something was wrong, and with a pull of his left hand, the three words flew back in mid-air, and his golden pen was one by one, and the three words were victorious, and they flew out again, connecting together in the air like a pin, resisting the momentum of the other party.

"The comic book is crazy and drunk, and the coming party will fight for fame for a long time. Endure and elevate Futu to bliss, and leave me Yama to live a life!"

Zhong Liyang's eyes shone brightly, and he chanted poems in his mouth, and his pen was like a dragon and snake, and every line of poetry turned into ink and surged out.

The powerful spiritual power suppressed the past, and those three words were already a little shaky and couldn't hold on.

Ning Xiaoxiu moved under his feet, changed his horse steps, his spiritual power was running, the golden pen flew in the air, and in an instant, the words "benevolence, righteousness, life and death" surged out, and the spiritual power like rivers and lakes roared out, one by one behind the three words "Li Zhixin".

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, the three words "Li Zhixin" showed cracks, and a large piece of wild grass ink on the opposite side seemed to have been splashed with a basin of water, and it disappeared a lot in an instant.

Zhongli Yang gritted his teeth, his steps changed again, he jumped up like a wild man dancing, his mouth was shouting, he held the pen in both hands, and his body moved with the pen, writing quickly.

These words are all wild grass, but they are almost all connected, regardless of you and me, densely like the tide of Qiantang rumbling past.

Click!

The three words "Li Zhixin" shattered and disappeared. The last four words went up, but they trembled, as if they couldn't stand it.

A strong wind blew in his face, and Ning Xiaoxiu saw him working so hard, and the idea of winning in his heart was also infected.

I saw that he walked nervously, grasping the pen with both hands, and trembling as if every inch was chiseled into the hardest stone.

The spiritual power was violently agitated, and the leaves around the trees were flying. The fur on the white wolf's body was blown crookedly to the side.

Seeing his movements, Zhongli Yang was not to be outdone, and suddenly let go of all his spiritual power and fought together.

In an instant, the wild grass ink words suddenly shot in all directions, like a storm in the sky, towards Ning Xiaoxiu.

At this moment, as soon as the tip of Ning Xiaoxiu's pen was raised, a small seal character "human" whistled out, crashing into the remaining four characters, and the world was dark.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang in mid-air, and all the words were shattered and disappeared in an instant, and the huge spiritual power raged like a whirlpool, and the grass and trees flew everywhere it passed.

There were no words in the air, only spiritual power.

Zhongli sheep was lifted upside down and flew out and crashed into a tree. Ning Xiaoxiu's pen tip used spiritual power to resist, and with a click, the golden pen was folded into two sections, and the person was hit hard, spurting out a mouthful of blood and falling out.

Everything was quiet.

The white wolf rushed over, biting Ning Xiaoxiu's collar to pull him up, Ning Xiaoxiu put his arms around the white wolf's neck, and sat up slowly before getting up.

Zhong Liyang slowly came over with his waist and grinned, but his eyes lit up......: "Amazing! You have to admit that my spiritual power is deeper than yours, right? You have to admit this, right?"

Ning Xiaoxiu smiled and nodded, just let him take advantage, otherwise it will definitely be endless.

I got up and picked up the broken magic weapon and looked at it, it was completely destroyed, and it seemed that the flight of the imperial weapon had to be delayed again.

"Ha, you dare to resist with such poor spiritual power, you should take advantage of the situation. Come, I'll help you. ”

Zhongli Yang helped Ning Xiaoxiu back to the hut, asked him to sit down, and poured him wine.

Mu Yishan was still standing by the window, and said with his hand: "Don't think that it is great to be praised by the dean, your exchange just now is rigid and stupid." Which Demon Dao disciple waited for you to finish writing before making a move? Do you want to say, don't fight yet, wait for me to put on a posture, and don't make a move while writing!"

was ridiculed by him, and the two of them suddenly lost their excitement just now, and they both lowered their heads and listened carefully.

Zhongli Yang glanced at him, and smiled slyly in his eyes.

Ning Xiaoxiu was thinking about what Mu Yishan said just now, if he wanted to attack or defend against the other party anytime and anywhere, how could he do it?

"I don't care how you cultivate, my apprentice, the winner will be rewarded, and the loser is nothing. ”

Mu Yishan glanced at the two of them, took out a small gourd and threw it to Zhongli Yang: "This is a reward for you." ”

Zhong Liyang opened it and glanced at it, and immediately exclaimed excitedly: "Third-order beast core, thank you, Master, I will work harder!"

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so greedy to learn four or five spells at this important foundation stage. ”

Mu Yishan glanced at him disdainfully, turned around and went out.

Zhong Liyang's excited smile was still on his face, but he frowned slightly.