"Please advise!"

I saw Kong Wenqiu, hugging his fist towards Tang Yi, as a courtesy, and then waved one hand, and in the palm of his hand, there was suddenly an extra long pen.

"This is the Spring and Autumn Pen, and it is the treasure of the Yuan Shen that I refined myself!"

Kong Wenqiu obviously didn't want to offend Tang Yi, and even when he took out the magic weapon, he specially greeted Tang Yi.

Swish!

I saw Kong Wenqiu, holding the Spring and Autumn Pen in his hand, and with a slight wave, the mana was instilled in it, and it instantly turned into a thick pool of pen and ink.

"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never ......return once he is gone."

I saw Kong Wenqiu, holding a spring and autumn pen, reciting poems in his mouth, and at the same time, the spring and autumn pen in his hand, stained with pen and ink, waved lightly.

Whew!Whew!Whew......

Between the splashes of ink, Kong Wenqiu suddenly wrote fifteen big characters, and these fifteen words suddenly turned into a figure, disappearing from time to time, heading towards Tang Yi.

"The poetic culture of Confucianism and Taoism!"

Looking at the ink that suddenly disappeared into the void, Tang Yi frowned slightly.

Sou!

At this moment, in the void between them, a figure suddenly flashed, and a dazzling cold light stabbed straight towards Tang Yi.

Clang!

Tang Yi did not hesitate at all, as a disciple of Confucianism and Taoism, Kong Wenqiu's power should naturally not be underestimated, and this poetic form is extremely treacherous, for this kind of maverick exercise, Tang Yi naturally did not dare to hold it up.

I saw Tang Yi stretch out his hand and take out the Martial Soul Sword, which suddenly collided with the cold light that suddenly stabbed.

Clang!

A crisp impact sounded, and the cold light that suddenly pierced was immediately blocked by Tang Yi with the sword of the martial soul.

At the same time, Tang Yi's figure turned, and with a slap of his hand, he slammed towards the figure that suddenly appeared.

Crash!

However, Tang Yi, this powerful and heavy palm, slapped on the figure, but it was like slapping on a pool of water, only to hear the sound of water, the figure suddenly turned into a pool of pen and ink.

At this moment, I saw Kong Wenqiu on the side, holding a spring and autumn pen, splashing ink again.

"Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken!"

Kong Wenqiu held the Spring and Autumn Pen in his hand, and waved it, like flowing water, fourteen big characters, splashing ink, and in an instant, it was achieved overnight.

Bang!bang......

Fourteen big characters, as soon as they were formed, they turned into one by one, warriors wearing heavy armor, holding blades shining with dazzling cold light, rushing towards Tang Yi in unison.

"This poetic culture is shaped, and there are really some doorways!"

Tang Yi couldn't help but sigh in admiration, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are all weapons, Confucianism and Taoism are really another way, self-contained, no wonder they can be ranked among the first-class sects.

And this Kong Wenqiu, holding the Spring and Autumn Pen in his hand, and between the splashes of ink, the words he wrote turned into a golden iron horse, whistling, and rushing towards Tang Yi.

Swish!

I saw Tang Yi, holding the sword of the martial soul in his hand, looking at the murderous rushing ironclad army.

"Heavenly Dao Greed Kill!"

Sou!

Tang Yi shouted angrily, and with a move "Heavenly Dao Kill", it suddenly turned into a sharp sword qi and swept through the group of ironclad troops.

Bang!bang......

Heavenly Dao killing, the sword qi is sharp, and in an instant, a group of murderous ironclad troops will be directly broken and turned into a pool of pen and ink.

Seeing Tang Yi, his sword aura was sharp, and he actually broke it so easily, his own magical powers, Kong Wenqiu frowned slightly, flipped his wrist, and waved the Spring and Autumn Pen in his hand again.

"I am willing to untie my waist and lower my sword, and go straight to the slashing of Loulan!"

Sou!

As soon as the ten big characters were formed, they turned into a sharp sword qi, roaring, and rushed straight towards Tang Yi.

"The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and one sword light chills 19 continents!"

Sou!

Fourteen words, as soon as they were formed, they turned into a sword qi.

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles;

Sou!

At the same time, the Spring and Autumn Pen in Kong Wenqiu's hand did not stop at all, and waved it again and again, writing twenty words, and turning into a sword qi again.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The three sword qi were extremely dazzling, one after the other, roaring towards Tang Yi.

"What a supernatural power!"

Seeing the three sword qi coming one after another, Tang Yi's eyes couldn't help but light up and praised him.

Kong Wenqiu, just splashing ink and writing a few big characters freely, turned into these three sword qi.

Tang Yi is an expert in swordsmanship, so he can naturally see at a glance that these three sword qi are extremely sharp and not weak at all.

The poetic form of Confucianism and Taoism only needs to be artistic conception enough, that is, it can be transformed into any magical spell, and this trick alone is enough to deter many sects.

From Kong Wenqiu's three lines of poetry, they are connected before and after, but they portray a swordsman vividly.

Untie the sword at his waist, swing out with a sword, and the sword qi is 30,000 miles long, shining on more than ten states and counties, and when the sword qi disappears, the swordsman has already disappeared, leaving only the corpses in one place.

It is because Kong Wenqiu portrays a swordsman vividly in just a few dozen words, so the sword qi turned into a few dozen words is also extremely sharp.

Swish!

In the face of the three sword qi that came one after another, Tang Yi obviously didn't dare to be careless, the sword of the martial soul in his hand, with a fierce wave, Tang Yi's momentum also reached the peak in an instant.

"Destroy the heavens and the earth!"

"Kill the world!"

"Proud sword!"

I only heard Tang Yi roaring angrily, and the sword of the martial soul in his hand swung violently several times.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Tang Yi used three moves in a row "Heavenly Dao Killing", which was also three extremely sharp sword qi, coming towards Kong Wenqiu, the three sword qi transformed by the poem.

Bang! Bang!

I saw six sword qis, one by one, and they collided together in an instant, and three earth-shattering collision sounds burst out in an instant.

At the same time, the terrifying shock wave instantly knocked Tang Yi and Kong Wenqiu directly upside down and flew out.

Not only the two of them, but also the previous ones, who confronted each other together, the hundreds, the disciples of the first-class sect and the second-rate sect, were also directly knocked apart by this terrible shock wave.

"Ahem!"

Compared to Tang Yi, whose body can be called a pervert, Kong Wenqiu was hit by the shock wave, and he suddenly coughed repeatedly.

On the other hand, Tang Yi patted the dust on his body, but he acted like a nobody.

After all, for Tang Yi, the terrifying physical strength, this mere shock wave could hardly hurt him.

"You're really strong!"

Looking at Tang Yi, who was safe and sound, Kong Wenqiu's face changed slightly, and he admired it very much.

Just as Tang Yi was about to speak, he saw a dazzling light suddenly shoot out from the deeper part of the continent.

To be precise, this is a pillar of light, slowly rising from the depths of the continent, shooting straight into the sky, instantly piercing through the layers of black smoke clouds.

Even the sun that was blown up by the power could not suppress this pillar of light with the sunlight emitted by it.

(End of chapter)