Chapter 1345
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Divide life and death, cut off grievances!
Su Yi's light-hearted words had undeniable power.
The field became more and more deadly, and everyone was watching, holding their breaths.
"Three, let me weigh the spectator first!"
The painter's eyes flashed with divine light.
He has a tall figure, white robes like snow, handsome and romantic.
At this time, as he spoke, his aura changed.
boom!
The void trembled violently, and an ink-like flying fairy light rain emerged, and around the painter's figure, a picture of splashing ink was drawn.
In the picture scroll, the Dao Law is concluded as a budding lotus flower, swaying, as if it can come alive at any time.
A forcing force spread across the audience like a hurricane.
"With such a background and aura, it can also be rated as the top-ranking product in the Primordial Period. It belongs to no one in ten thousand!"
Some ancient Taoist spirits are moving.
They were all big figures on the Ascension Road during their lifetimes, and they could see at a glance that the painter's foundation in the Divine Infant Realm was extremely strong, far exceeding ordinary people.
"Normal, in today's world, all the characters who can set foot in the Ascension Realm for the first time have stayed in the Dongyu Realm for an unknown number of years, and thus have accumulated a huge heritage beyond imagination."
Some of the dead spirits of the old generation whispered, "Besides, these people in this world are all giants of the starry sky. Regardless of their background, spirit, talent, and talent, they are far superior to those in the same realm."
"If it was in the Primordial Era, with the ability of these people, there is no need to worry about being unable to set foot on the path of ascension, and it is by no means impossible to ascend to the immortal."
"In the final analysis, they were born in the wrong era before, but now as long as the opportunity comes, they can soar upward, revealing a terrifying background beyond imagination."
... Many eyes were focused on the painter, trembling for him.
As soon as he stepped into the Ascension Realm, he already had a solid background at the top level, which made those dead souls of the ancient Taoism feel amazing.
"Come on, above this sea of clouds, have a good fight!"
The painter let out a long whistle, and the figure rose out of thin air, and came under the sky, with a dignified manner and awe-inspiring power.
Su Yi raised his brows slightly and smiled.
This old thing, in the past, did not dare to appear in front of him at all.
But now he dares to be the first to provoke himself, no doubt, after stepping into the Ascension Realm, the painter's confidence has swelled!
"Aren't you going together?"
Su Yi glanced at Fisherman, Deng Zuo, and Yan Daolin.
"Not in a hurry."
The fisherman said in a leisurely manner, "To deal with your spectator, it is the safest to do it slowly."
Under the sky, the painter frowned.
Does the spectator think that he is not his opponent?
"Forget it, today we will part with each other in life and death, no matter how you want to fight, I will fulfill you."
Su Yi smiled, and his figure disappeared out of thin air.
The next moment, he has come under the sky.
The breath is as indifferent as before, without any edge.
boom!
The painter shot directly, and the picture scroll wrapped around the body rose up in the air, suppressing it towards Su Yi.
Inside the scroll, the lotus flower swayed and bloomed quietly.
The black feathering laws are intertwined and flow on the petals.
The ultimate beauty, but also the ultimate danger!
There are many dead spirits in the field with strength comparable to the Divine Infant Realm. When they saw this blow, their faces changed slightly, and their backs were cold.
Such power is enough to pose a fatal threat to them!
This blow, the painter did not keep it, but after he set foot in the Ascension Realm, he was the embodiment of Taoism, and he did his best!
This blow is enough to kill the
Those gods in the infant realm of the world have passed away.
And this is also the confidence of the artist who dares to challenge Su Yi one-on-one.
The nearby void cracked and exploded, unable to withstand the power of that picture, the dazzling fairy light lasing seemed to cover it in all directions.
Su Yi did not dodge.
He stepped into the sky, his palms were like swords, and he made a stroke in the air.
An incomparably bright sword light suddenly appeared, and the picture scroll shattered and exploded.
"Guanzhu, you have been fooled, my law of imitating the sky is not so easy to accept!"
The painter laughed.
When the sound sounded, the lotus flower swayed and countless petals fell in the broken picture scroll, covering Su Yi's whole body.
Each petal looks soft and beautiful, and when it falls, it turns into the most swift and fierce arc, revealing the violent power of destruction.
When thousands of petals fall, that one blow is enough to kill the ascension cultivator in the same realm!
Su Yi snorted, and a mysterious and unpredictable Dao light filled his body. No matter how fierce the thousands of petals were, they could never touch Su Yi.
"It seems...that's all."
With Su Yi whispering, the light on his body flourished, thousands of petals shattered and were easily wiped out.
The artist's smile suddenly froze.
Without hesitation, he shot again.
Whoa!
In the sky, immortal light is transpiring, and a mighty picture of the galaxy emerges. If the real starry sky comes to the world, the sky and the earth will be darkened, and Su Yi will be covered in it.
But in just an instant, a dazzling sword energy Changhong rose across the sky, tearing apart the galaxy, piercing the sky, and slashing towards the painter.
"Congeal!"
The painter's tongue burst into thunder, and a picture scroll turned into an ancient sacred mountain, lying in front of him.
His attack took the heaven and earth as the picture scroll, and every picture scroll fell, it was a kind of terrifying and boundless attack, vivid and powerful.
That kind of demeanor caused a lot of exclamations in the field.
But what was even more shocking was Su Yi's combat power.
Seeing the sword slashed from the sky, the ancient sacred mountain displayed by the painter was like tofu, shattered and torn apart.
And the painter only felt a huge force that Peimuo could be able to hit, as if the gods lifted Mount Tai and smashed it.
boom!
The painter shook his head with all his strength, but was still shaken by this sword, his body was swaying with blood, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.
And Su Yi had already stepped into the air and attacked horizontally.
His green robe fluttered and he was bare-handed, but there was an invincible sword intent that was transpiring all over his body, causing the sky to tremble violently.
The audience looked at him sideways, all surprised.
"This is the power of the spectator? It's really terrifying!"
"No wonder Lord Guanzhu dares to go to battle alone. It turns out that his Taoism can already shake those giants who have set foot on the path of ascension."
...the field is boiling.
"This spectator is indeed too perverted. In the Primordial Period, except for those descendants of the immortals from the immortal world, it is almost difficult to find anyone who can compare with them."
The eyes of the dead souls in the ancient Taoism flickered, and they were all moved.
Whether it was the battle at Jiekong Temple or the battle at the Shengong Workshop, the cultivators all over the world had already realized how unbelievable Su Yi's conduct was.
But when you really witness his style in battle, it is still shocking!
Boom!
The clouds shattered and the ten directions trembled.
Under the sky, the battle is fierce.
The painter's body was full of fairy light, and he raised his hands and feet, as if splashing ink and swiping between the heavens and the earth, and a mysterious and unpredictable picture scroll appeared.
Painting scrolls or drawing thunder, divine flames, torrents, mountains and rivers, or drawing fierce birds and beasts, all kinds of peerless giants
fierce.
Power is extremely powerful.
Su Yi's counterattack was very simple, or could be said to be domineering. His palms were like swords, and he pushed straight forward. Picture scrolls exploded in front of him, turning into colorful light rain lasing.
Destroy all the way!
By the end, the painter's expression had become extremely solemn, and he did not dare to hesitate any more and sacrificed his Taoist soldiers.
A gray brush cut like dead wood appeared in the artist's hand.
As his wrist shook, the tip of the pen tickled in the air.
Click!
The void was split into a long and narrow crack, and a dazzling lightning fell, filled with a stern heavenly might.
Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he threw a fist at him, but his figure shook, his palm and five fingers were slashed, his flesh split open, and his flesh was blurred.
The spectators were all shocked and couldn't help but get nervous.
"Watcher, show your saber!"
In the distance, the painter spoke coldly.
In his hand, the brush like a dead tree branch breathed out the breath of chaos, pulling the general trend of the surrounding sky. For a time, dark clouds rolled over the sky, and there were splendid and incomparable thunders churning in it.
Zhenxiao pen!
It is refined from the original tree heart of the feather-level celestial and earth treasure "Xuanlei Xuanmu", which can lead the general trend of heaven and earth and trigger Jiuxiao Leigang!
"Take care of you, you don't need to use the sword yet."
Su Yi shook his arm, and as the power of the Law of Metamorphosis circulated, the bloody right hand suddenly recovered as before.
Swish!
His figure rushed forward, interpreting the profound meaning of the law of flying light, as fast as a teleportation, and killed the painter.
The sky trembled, a piece of thunder fell, and the splendid electric light illuminated the sky and the earth.
But Su Yi didn't dodge or evade, and clenched his fists with his palms and fingers, like a god who beat a drumstick and smashed it in the air.
boom!
The thunder was like a waterfall, and it was blasted by a punch.
The sword qi emanating from the fist's strength is like a side of the Qingming world coming to the world, that is the power of the profound meaning of Xuanxu, and it swept away with this fist.
The painter's face changed suddenly, and he swiped the Zhenxiao brush again and again to resolve the blow.
Before he could fight back, Su Yi flashed out of thin air, as if teleporting, he raised his fist and slammed it.
The white fist lingered with the light of the dawn, as if the sky was oppressed by a blue sky.
The painter's back was chilled, and he used all his strength to shake it with his brush, and the rolling thunder waterfall burst out, making the sky dazzling brightly, like a doomsday thunder calamity.
But soon, this rolling thunder waterfall was blasted!
Su Yi's punch was too strong, like a force of smashing bamboo, smashing through the sky, and slamming hard on the painter's Zhenxiao brush.
boom! !
The Zhenxiao pen, which was filled with chaotic aura, trembled violently, but after all, it failed to block Su Yi's punch, and was directly blasted away.
And Su Yi's fist strength remained unabated, and slammed into the painter's chest, and his body protection magic weapon and Gang Qi burst with a bang.
At that moment, I don't know how many protective instruments exploded, bursting with dazzling debris and light rain.
And the whole person of the painter was blasted upside down and flew out!
The audience trembled, and I don't know how many people were dumbfounded.
Su Yi's punch, abruptly punched out a kind of awe-inspiring and invincible aura! Powerful enough to be terrifying!
Even the dead souls of the ancient Taoism, as well as the contemporary figures of the ascension realm such as Zhong Tianquan and Zhou Hanshan, have all changed their colors.
It's not even a moment since the start of the battle, even if the painter used his Taoist soldiers, he couldn't stop Su Yi's offensive, and he was blown away by a punch at this moment!
This was completely unexpected.
And Su Yi's powerful and domineering methods completely shocked the audience at this moment.
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Divide life and death, cut off grievances!
Su Yi's light-hearted words had undeniable power.
The field became more and more deadly, and everyone was watching, holding their breaths.
"Three, let me weigh the spectator first!"
The painter's eyes flashed with divine light.
He has a tall figure, white robes like snow, handsome and romantic.
At this time, as he spoke, his aura changed.
boom!
The void trembled violently, and an ink-like flying fairy light rain emerged, and around the painter's figure, a picture of splashing ink was drawn.
In the picture scroll, the Dao Law is concluded as a budding lotus flower, swaying, as if it can come alive at any time.
A forcing force spread across the audience like a hurricane.
"With such a background and aura, it can also be rated as the top-ranking product in the Primordial Period. It belongs to no one in ten thousand!"
Some ancient Taoist spirits are moving.
They were all big figures on the Ascension Road during their lifetimes, and they could see at a glance that the painter's foundation in the Divine Infant Realm was extremely strong, far exceeding ordinary people.
"Normal, in today's world, all the characters who can set foot in the Ascension Realm for the first time have stayed in the Dongyu Realm for an unknown number of years, and thus have accumulated a huge heritage beyond imagination."
Some of the dead spirits of the old generation whispered, "Besides, these people in this world are all giants of the starry sky. Regardless of their background, spirit, talent, and talent, they are far superior to those in the same realm."
"If it was in the Primordial Era, with the ability of these people, there is no need to worry about being unable to set foot on the path of ascension, and it is by no means impossible to ascend to the immortal."
"In the final analysis, they were born in the wrong era before, but now as long as the opportunity comes, they can soar upward, revealing a terrifying background beyond imagination."
... Many eyes were focused on the painter, trembling for him.
As soon as he stepped into the Ascension Realm, he already had a solid background at the top level, which made those dead souls of the ancient Taoism feel amazing.
"Come on, above this sea of clouds, have a good fight!"
The painter let out a long whistle, and the figure rose out of thin air, and came under the sky, with a dignified manner and awe-inspiring power.
Su Yi raised his brows slightly and smiled.
This old thing, in the past, did not dare to appear in front of him at all.
But now he dares to be the first to provoke himself, no doubt, after stepping into the Ascension Realm, the painter's confidence has swelled!
"Aren't you going together?"
Su Yi glanced at Fisherman, Deng Zuo, and Yan Daolin.
"Not in a hurry."
The fisherman said in a leisurely manner, "To deal with your spectator, it is the safest to do it slowly."
Under the sky, the painter frowned.
Does the spectator think that he is not his opponent?
"Forget it, today we will part with each other in life and death, no matter how you want to fight, I will fulfill you."
Su Yi smiled, and his figure disappeared out of thin air.
The next moment, he has come under the sky.
The breath is as indifferent as before, without any edge.
boom!
The painter shot directly, and the picture scroll wrapped around the body rose up in the air, suppressing it towards Su Yi.
Inside the scroll, the lotus flower swayed and bloomed quietly.
The black feathering laws are intertwined and flow on the petals.
The ultimate beauty, but also the ultimate danger!
There are many dead spirits in the field with strength comparable to the Divine Infant Realm. When they saw this blow, their faces changed slightly, and their backs were cold.
Such power is enough to pose a fatal threat to them!
This blow, the painter did not keep it, but after he set foot in the Ascension Realm, he was the embodiment of Taoism, and he did his best!
This blow is enough to kill the
Those gods in the infant realm of the world have passed away.
And this is also the confidence of the artist who dares to challenge Su Yi one-on-one.
The nearby void cracked and exploded, unable to withstand the power of that picture, the dazzling fairy light lasing seemed to cover it in all directions.
Su Yi did not dodge.
He stepped into the sky, his palms were like swords, and he made a stroke in the air.
An incomparably bright sword light suddenly appeared, and the picture scroll shattered and exploded.
"Guanzhu, you have been fooled, my law of imitating the sky is not so easy to accept!"
The painter laughed.
When the sound sounded, the lotus flower swayed and countless petals fell in the broken picture scroll, covering Su Yi's whole body.
Each petal looks soft and beautiful, and when it falls, it turns into the most swift and fierce arc, revealing the violent power of destruction.
When thousands of petals fall, that one blow is enough to kill the ascension cultivator in the same realm!
Su Yi snorted, and a mysterious and unpredictable Dao light filled his body. No matter how fierce the thousands of petals were, they could never touch Su Yi.
"It seems...that's all."
With Su Yi whispering, the light on his body flourished, thousands of petals shattered and were easily wiped out.
The artist's smile suddenly froze.
Without hesitation, he shot again.
Whoa!
In the sky, immortal light is transpiring, and a mighty picture of the galaxy emerges. If the real starry sky comes to the world, the sky and the earth will be darkened, and Su Yi will be covered in it.
But in just an instant, a dazzling sword energy Changhong rose across the sky, tearing apart the galaxy, piercing the sky, and slashing towards the painter.
"Congeal!"
The painter's tongue burst into thunder, and a picture scroll turned into an ancient sacred mountain, lying in front of him.
His attack took the heaven and earth as the picture scroll, and every picture scroll fell, it was a kind of terrifying and boundless attack, vivid and powerful.
That kind of demeanor caused a lot of exclamations in the field.
But what was even more shocking was Su Yi's combat power.
Seeing the sword slashed from the sky, the ancient sacred mountain displayed by the painter was like tofu, shattered and torn apart.
And the painter only felt a huge force that Peimuo could be able to hit, as if the gods lifted Mount Tai and smashed it.
boom!
The painter shook his head with all his strength, but was still shaken by this sword, his body was swaying with blood, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.
And Su Yi had already stepped into the air and attacked horizontally.
His green robe fluttered and he was bare-handed, but there was an invincible sword intent that was transpiring all over his body, causing the sky to tremble violently.
The audience looked at him sideways, all surprised.
"This is the power of the spectator? It's really terrifying!"
"No wonder Lord Guanzhu dares to go to battle alone. It turns out that his Taoism can already shake those giants who have set foot on the path of ascension."
...the field is boiling.
"This spectator is indeed too perverted. In the Primordial Period, except for those descendants of the immortals from the immortal world, it is almost difficult to find anyone who can compare with them."
The eyes of the dead souls in the ancient Taoism flickered, and they were all moved.
Whether it was the battle at Jiekong Temple or the battle at the Shengong Workshop, the cultivators all over the world had already realized how unbelievable Su Yi's conduct was.
But when you really witness his style in battle, it is still shocking!
Boom!
The clouds shattered and the ten directions trembled.
Under the sky, the battle is fierce.
The painter's body was full of fairy light, and he raised his hands and feet, as if splashing ink and swiping between the heavens and the earth, and a mysterious and unpredictable picture scroll appeared.
Painting scrolls or drawing thunder, divine flames, torrents, mountains and rivers, or drawing fierce birds and beasts, all kinds of peerless giants
fierce.
Power is extremely powerful.
Su Yi's counterattack was very simple, or could be said to be domineering. His palms were like swords, and he pushed straight forward. Picture scrolls exploded in front of him, turning into colorful light rain lasing.
Destroy all the way!
By the end, the painter's expression had become extremely solemn, and he did not dare to hesitate any more and sacrificed his Taoist soldiers.
A gray brush cut like dead wood appeared in the artist's hand.
As his wrist shook, the tip of the pen tickled in the air.
Click!
The void was split into a long and narrow crack, and a dazzling lightning fell, filled with a stern heavenly might.
Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he threw a fist at him, but his figure shook, his palm and five fingers were slashed, his flesh split open, and his flesh was blurred.
The spectators were all shocked and couldn't help but get nervous.
"Watcher, show your saber!"
In the distance, the painter spoke coldly.
In his hand, the brush like a dead tree branch breathed out the breath of chaos, pulling the general trend of the surrounding sky. For a time, dark clouds rolled over the sky, and there were splendid and incomparable thunders churning in it.
Zhenxiao pen!
It is refined from the original tree heart of the feather-level celestial and earth treasure "Xuanlei Xuanmu", which can lead the general trend of heaven and earth and trigger Jiuxiao Leigang!
"Take care of you, you don't need to use the sword yet."
Su Yi shook his arm, and as the power of the Law of Metamorphosis circulated, the bloody right hand suddenly recovered as before.
Swish!
His figure rushed forward, interpreting the profound meaning of the law of flying light, as fast as a teleportation, and killed the painter.
The sky trembled, a piece of thunder fell, and the splendid electric light illuminated the sky and the earth.
But Su Yi didn't dodge or evade, and clenched his fists with his palms and fingers, like a god who beat a drumstick and smashed it in the air.
boom!
The thunder was like a waterfall, and it was blasted by a punch.
The sword qi emanating from the fist's strength is like a side of the Qingming world coming to the world, that is the power of the profound meaning of Xuanxu, and it swept away with this fist.
The painter's face changed suddenly, and he swiped the Zhenxiao brush again and again to resolve the blow.
Before he could fight back, Su Yi flashed out of thin air, as if teleporting, he raised his fist and slammed it.
The white fist lingered with the light of the dawn, as if the sky was oppressed by a blue sky.
The painter's back was chilled, and he used all his strength to shake it with his brush, and the rolling thunder waterfall burst out, making the sky dazzling brightly, like a doomsday thunder calamity.
But soon, this rolling thunder waterfall was blasted!
Su Yi's punch was too strong, like a force of smashing bamboo, smashing through the sky, and slamming hard on the painter's Zhenxiao brush.
boom! !
The Zhenxiao pen, which was filled with chaotic aura, trembled violently, but after all, it failed to block Su Yi's punch, and was directly blasted away.
And Su Yi's fist strength remained unabated, and slammed into the painter's chest, and his body protection magic weapon and Gang Qi burst with a bang.
At that moment, I don't know how many protective instruments exploded, bursting with dazzling debris and light rain.
And the whole person of the painter was blasted upside down and flew out!
The audience trembled, and I don't know how many people were dumbfounded.
Su Yi's punch, abruptly punched out a kind of awe-inspiring and invincible aura! Powerful enough to be terrifying!
Even the dead souls of the ancient Taoism, as well as the contemporary figures of the ascension realm such as Zhong Tianquan and Zhou Hanshan, have all changed their colors.
It's not even a moment since the start of the battle, even if the painter used his Taoist soldiers, he couldn't stop Su Yi's offensive, and he was blown away by a punch at this moment!
This was completely unexpected.
And Su Yi's powerful and domineering methods completely shocked the audience at this moment.
Divide life and death, cut off grievances! Su Yi's light-hearted words had undeniable power. The field became more and more deadly, and everyone was watching, holding their breaths. "Three, let me weigh the spectator first!" The painter's eyes flashed with divine light. He has a tall figure, white robes like snow, handsome and romantic. At this time, as he spoke, his aura changed. boom! The void trembled violently, and an ink-like flying fairy light rain emerged, and around the painter's figure, a picture of splashing ink was drawn. In the picture scroll, the Dao Law is concluded as a budding lotus flower, swaying, as if it can come alive at any time. A forcing force spread across the audience like a hurricane. "With such a background and aura, it can also be rated as the top-ranking product in the Primordial Period. It belongs to no one in ten thousand!" Some ancient Taoist spirits are moving. They were all big figures on the Ascension Road during their lifetimes, and they could see at a glance that the painter's foundation in the Divine Infant Realm was extremely strong, far exceeding ordinary people. "Normal, in today's world, all the characters who can set foot in the Ascension Realm for the first time have stayed in the Dongyu Realm for an unknown number of years, and thus have accumulated a huge heritage beyond imagination." Some of the dead spirits of the old generation whispered, "Besides, these people in this world are all giants of the starry sky. Regardless of their background, spirit, talent, and talent, they are far superior to those in the same realm." "If it was in the Primordial Era, with the ability of these people, there is no need to worry about being unable to set foot on the path of ascension, and it is by no means impossible to ascend to the immortal." "In the final analysis, they were born in the wrong era before, but now as long as the opportunity comes, they can soar upward, revealing a terrifying background beyond imagination." ... Many eyes were focused on the painter, trembling for him. As soon as he stepped into the Ascension Realm, he already had a solid background at the top level, which made those dead souls of the ancient Taoism feel amazing. "Come on, above this sea of clouds, have a good fight!" The painter let out a long whistle, and the figure rose out of thin air, and came under the sky, with a dignified manner and awe-inspiring power. Su Yi raised his brows slightly and smiled. This old thing, in the past, did not dare to appear in front of him at all. But now he dares to be the first to provoke himself, no doubt, after stepping into the Ascension Realm, the painter's confidence has swelled! "Aren't you going together?" Su Yi glanced at Fisherman, Deng Zuo, and Yan Daolin. "Not in a hurry." The fisherman said in a leisurely manner, "To deal with your spectator, it is the safest to do it slowly." Under the sky, the painter frowned. Does the spectator think that he is not his opponent? "Forget it, today we will part with each other in life and death, no matter how you want to fight, I will fulfill you." Su Yi smiled, and his figure disappeared out of thin air. The next moment, he has come under the sky. The breath is as indifferent as before, without any edge. boom! The painter shot directly, and the picture scroll wrapped around the body rose up in the air, suppressing it towards Su Yi. Inside the scroll, the lotus flower swayed and bloomed quietly. The black feathering laws are intertwined and flow on the petals. The ultimate beauty, but also the ultimate danger! There are many dead spirits in the field with strength comparable to the Divine Infant Realm. When they saw this blow, their faces changed slightly, and their backs were cold. Such power is enough to pose a fatal threat to them! This blow, the painter did not keep it, but after he set foot in the Ascension Realm, he was the embodiment of Taoism, and he did his best! This blow is enough to kill the Those gods in the infant realm of the world have passed away. And this is also the confidence of the artist who dares to challenge Su Yi one-on-one. The nearby void cracked and exploded, unable to withstand the power of that picture, the dazzling fairy light lasing seemed to cover it in all directions. Su Yi did not dodge. He stepped into the sky, his palms were like swords, and he made a stroke in the air. An incomparably bright sword light suddenly appeared, and the picture scroll shattered and exploded. "Guanzhu, you have been fooled, my law of imitating the sky is not so easy to accept!" The painter laughed. When the sound sounded, the lotus flower swayed and countless petals fell in the broken picture scroll, covering Su Yi's whole body. Each petal looks soft and beautiful, and when it falls, it turns into the most swift and fierce arc, revealing the violent power of destruction. When thousands of petals fall, that one blow is enough to kill the ascension cultivator in the same realm! Su Yi snorted, and a mysterious and unpredictable Dao light filled his body. No matter how fierce the thousands of petals were, they could never touch Su Yi. "It seems...that's all." With Su Yi whispering, the light on his body flourished, thousands of petals shattered and were easily wiped out. The artist's smile suddenly froze. Without hesitation, he shot again. Whoa! In the sky, immortal light is transpiring, and a mighty picture of the galaxy emerges. If the real starry sky comes to the world, the sky and the earth will be darkened, and Su Yi will be covered in it. But in just an instant, a dazzling sword energy Changhong rose across the sky, tearing apart the galaxy, piercing the sky, and slashing towards the painter. "Congeal!" The painter's tongue burst into thunder, and a picture scroll turned into an ancient sacred mountain, lying in front of him. His attack took the heaven and earth as the picture scroll, and every picture scroll fell, it was a kind of terrifying and boundless attack, vivid and powerful. That kind of demeanor caused a lot of exclamations in the field. But what was even more shocking was Su Yi's combat power. Seeing the sword slashed from the sky, the ancient sacred mountain displayed by the painter was like tofu, shattered and torn apart. And the painter only felt a huge force that Peimuo could be able to hit, as if the gods lifted Mount Tai and smashed it. boom! The painter shook his head with all his strength, but was still shaken by this sword, his body was swaying with blood, and his face couldn't help but change slightly. And Su Yi had already stepped into the air and attacked horizontally. His green robe fluttered and he was bare-handed, but there was an invincible sword intent that was transpiring all over his body, causing the sky to tremble violently. The audience looked at him sideways, all surprised. "This is the power of the spectator? It's really terrifying!" "No wonder Lord Guanzhu dares to go to battle alone. It turns out that his Taoism can already shake those giants who have set foot on the path of ascension." ...the field is boiling. "This spectator is indeed too perverted. In the Primordial Period, except for those descendants of the immortals from the immortal world, it is almost difficult to find anyone who can compare with them." The eyes of the dead souls in the ancient Taoism flickered, and they were all moved. Whether it was the battle at Jiekong Temple or the battle at the Shengong Workshop, the cultivators all over the world had already realized how unbelievable Su Yi's conduct was. But when you really witness his style in battle, it is still shocking! Boom! The clouds shattered and the ten directions trembled. Under the sky, the battle is fierce. The painter's body was full of fairy light, and he raised his hands and feet, as if splashing ink and swiping between the heavens and the earth, and a mysterious and unpredictable picture scroll appeared. Painting scrolls or drawing thunder, divine flames, torrents, mountains and rivers, or drawing fierce birds and beasts, all kinds of peerless giants fierce. Power is extremely powerful. Su Yi's counterattack was very simple, or could be said to be domineering. His palms were like swords, and he pushed straight forward. Picture scrolls exploded in front of him, turning into colorful light rain lasing. Destroy all the way! By the end, the painter's expression had become extremely solemn, and he did not dare to hesitate any more and sacrificed his Taoist soldiers. A gray brush cut like dead wood appeared in the artist's hand. As his wrist shook, the tip of the pen tickled in the air. Click! The void was split into a long and narrow crack, and a dazzling lightning fell, filled with a stern heavenly might. Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he threw a fist at him, but his figure shook, his palm and five fingers were slashed, his flesh split open, and his flesh was blurred. The spectators were all shocked and couldn't help but get nervous. "Watcher, show your saber!" In the distance, the painter spoke coldly. In his hand, the brush like a dead tree branch breathed out the breath of chaos, pulling the general trend of the surrounding sky. For a time, dark clouds rolled over the sky, and there were splendid and incomparable thunders churning in it. Zhenxiao pen! It is refined from the original tree heart of the feather-level celestial and earth treasure "Xuanlei Xuanmu", which can lead the general trend of heaven and earth and trigger Jiuxiao Leigang! "Take care of you, you don't need to use the sword yet." Su Yi shook his arm, and as the power of the Law of Metamorphosis circulated, the bloody right hand suddenly recovered as before. Swish! His figure rushed forward, interpreting the profound meaning of the law of flying light, as fast as a teleportation, and killed the painter. The sky trembled, a piece of thunder fell, and the splendid electric light illuminated the sky and the earth. But Su Yi didn't dodge or evade, and clenched his fists with his palms and fingers, like a god who beat a drumstick and smashed it in the air. boom! The thunder was like a waterfall, and it was blasted by a punch. The sword qi emanating from the fist's strength is like a side of the Qingming world coming to the world, that is the power of the profound meaning of Xuanxu, and it swept away with this fist. The painter's face changed suddenly, and he swiped the Zhenxiao brush again and again to resolve the blow. Before he could fight back, Su Yi flashed out of thin air, as if teleporting, he raised his fist and slammed it. The white fist lingered with the light of the dawn, as if the sky was oppressed by a blue sky. The painter's back was chilled, and he used all his strength to shake it with his brush, and the rolling thunder waterfall burst out, making the sky dazzling brightly, like a doomsday thunder calamity. But soon, this rolling thunder waterfall was blasted! Su Yi's punch was too strong, like a force of smashing bamboo, smashing through the sky, and slamming hard on the painter's Zhenxiao brush. boom! ! The Zhenxiao pen, which was filled with chaotic aura, trembled violently, but after all, it failed to block Su Yi's punch, and was directly blasted away. And Su Yi's fist strength remained unabated, and slammed into the painter's chest, and his body protection magic weapon and Gang Qi burst with a bang. At that moment, I don't know how many protective instruments exploded, bursting with dazzling debris and light rain. And the whole person of the painter was blasted upside down and flew out! The audience trembled, and I don't know how many people were dumbfounded. Su Yi's punch, abruptly punched out a kind of awe-inspiring and invincible aura! Powerful enough to be terrifying! Even the dead souls of the ancient Taoism, as well as the contemporary figures of the ascension realm such as Zhong Tianquan and Zhou Hanshan, have all changed their colors. It's not even a moment since the start of the battle, even if the painter used his Taoist soldiers, he couldn't stop Su Yi's offensive, and he was blown away by a punch at this moment! This was completely unexpected. And Su Yi's powerful and domineering methods completely shocked the audience at this moment.
