Between breaths, the inkstone fell down rapidly, and the rain of ink that flew out was quietly suspended in the void, and not a drop fell.

Lu Suifeng was wearing a green shirt fluttering, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his expression was quiet and dignified, and between stretching his arms, he actually danced lightly with a finger pen and rubbed a little.

The ink rain in the void moved with the change between his fingers, a thread, a wisp, gently flying towards the scroll hanging in the sky, as the ink increased step by step, Lu Suifeng's momentum also changed, and his body was instantly filled with a cold and murderous atmosphere, like a cold winter snow, and the temperature around him seemed to drop by a few degrees.

The ink rain is sprinkled, the hand rolls up and down, the hand falls to the sky and the river hangs upside down, a hook and a stroke are like a knife and a sword, a pinch is just like a gun picking an axe chisel, for a while, the scroll is up and down the murderous steam, and a little ink is rolled up, as if they are full of a strong smell of blood.

The last wisp of ink rain fell, and the scroll suspended in the air shook violently, and it trembled; Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. "At the end of the ink, a light purple mist is revealed on the surface of the scroll, and the cycle is lingering for a long time......

He has written this chivalrous journey several times in the same way, and at this time it is once again shown as bold and free as flowing clouds. In the cage, there seems to be a chivalrous warrior walking with a sword in the scroll, dripping blood with three green blades, swinging the sword step by step, and frightening the ghosts and gods in anger. The back that gradually faded away, with a silk silence and paleness in the slaughter......

The words are filled with a solemn and murderous aura, which makes the viewer give birth to many illusions out of thin air.

After a long time, the purple mist and light smoke dissipated, and everyone got rid of the shocking illusion, with different expressions and postures, the only thing that was the same was the sweat on everyone's forehead.

Liu Yinjian seemed to be no exception, and his mind involuntarily got involved in it, revealing a look of shock that could not be concealed. I thought that my previous masterpiece could be described as the pinnacle of inspiration in my life, and if there was no unexpected miracle, it was almost a victory. I don't know...... Looking at the scroll hanging in the air and closing it, he let out a long sigh like waking up from a dream, in the face of the absolute difference in strength, there is no need to judge which is stronger or weaker.

"You won!" When Liu Yinjian said this sentence in a slightly trembling voice, the audience was very silent, as if digesting this information.

After a moment, the applause suddenly thundered...... There's so much to this applause. Although it was only a literary competition, everyone seemed to have benefited a lot from it......; ＂

The scene in front of him made everyone in the city feel as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they were full of expectations for the next martial arts competition.

Liu Yinjian also quickly came out of his lost state of mind, although he lost a small game unexpectedly in Wenbi, but it did not have much impact on the overall situation, and he will be found in a bloody way in the next martial arts.

According to the previous agreement, this is a rivalry between peers, and those who go to participate in the martial arts competition must not be more than 50 years old, and once they come to power, regardless of the means, whether they live or die, they only ask about the result, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a battle of life and death.

This is the stage of life and death challenges, so there is no need for any referee at all, there is no draw, the loser who falls on the blood spilled, and the one who can continue to stand is naturally the ultimate winner.

At this moment, Liu Yinjian looked at Lu Suifeng's eyes, soft and indifferent, as if he was looking at a corpse that was about to take his last breath, and he had already stored the heart of killing in his heart. It is precisely because of the existence of this hateful boy that he has disturbed the layout of the victory roll again and again, how can such a person allow him to continue to live in this world!

"Do you really want my life? If the sight can kill, I'm afraid that I have been dismembered inch by inch?" Facing the other party's murderous gaze, Lu Suifeng shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, revealing a harmless smile.

"So what?" Liu Yinjian did not hide the murderous intent in his heart, and said coldly: "It seems that you have the consciousness of death, but unfortunately, before it is my turn to make a move, your corpse will be cold." ＂

"Really?" Lu Suifeng said playfully: "Say something you don't like to hear, on another occasion, you don't even have the qualifications to challenge me." Believe it or not!"

"Arrogance!" Liu Yinjian snorted disdainfully: "The three chicks beside you are good! Don't worry, Ben Shao has always taken pity on the fragrance and cherished the jade, and will appease you well!hehe, haha!" Liu Yinjian smiled very happily, happily, swayed the folding fan, turned around and walked towards the stage.

"Idiot! Just by your words, you will either die or be disabled!" Lu Suifeng muttered, falling into Liu Yinjian's ears, but his heart trembled for no reason, and he turned around to ask for an understanding, but there was no other party on the stage.

In the nervous expectation of everyone, a figure landed in the center of the high platform without being surprised, dressed in a blue robe, looking like he was nodding in his thirties, holding a long sword with a simple color in his hand, with a cold and arrogant look that was difficult to hide.

"This is a high-level powerhouse in the realm of life and death, and at such a young age, this Gathering Star Pavilion really has a profound foundation. Someone in the audience saw this person's cultivation at a glance, and couldn't help but exclaim; "Compared to what, whoever goes up in the same generation is definitely looking for death!"

When Shangguan Qingxue heard this, her face suddenly turned pale, and she was about to get up to stop the continuation of this martial arts competition, but she was put on her shoulder by a slender jade hand, but she was like a thousand catties of pressure on her body, and she couldn't stand up.

Qingfeng looked at her trembling expression and pursed her lips disdainfully, "It's just an ant, although Xue'er sits and watches the play with peace of mind, it will definitely be very exciting!"

"This ...... Shangguan Qingxue's eyes widened in disbelief, staring at Qingfeng deadly, as if she wanted to ask for an explanation, but found that Murong Qingshui beside her had disappeared at some point.

"Shhhhhhhhh ＂

Opposite the man in the blue shirt, I don't know when, suddenly stood a woman in white clothes, who looked like about thirty, three thousand green silks like a waterfall, like a snow skirt, a graceful body, convex and concave highlighted, exuding a faint mature woman's atmosphere, charming and unique charm.

Countless pairs of eyes in the audience didn't even notice how she appeared, as if she had been standing there all along. There was a hint of vigilance in the blue-shirted man's cold and arrogant eyes, because he only vaguely saw a faint flash of white light, and the woman suddenly appeared opposite him.

What's even more surprising is that the other party actually sent a woman out of the venue, and for a while she was stopped, wondering if this delicate and graceful woman went to the wrong place carelessly.

"Is this lady going to the wrong place? This is not a romantic place under the moon, and it is not enough to leave quickly!" The man in the green shirt said coldly and intimidatingly, and at the same time, he also had the meaning of temptation, and he was really afraid that he would accidentally kill an innocent woman in front of everyone; "Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will really be killed by mistake." ＂

"Oh!" the woman couldn't help but shudder when she heard this, she looked like she was frightened, she turned around in panic and walked to the stage, and after walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around, and muttered: "No! Didn't I come to fight? You haven't fallen yet, how can you walk away?"

This woman who looks delicate and graceful is naturally Murong Qingshui, the so-called Zhu Zhechi, who has followed Lu Suifeng's group of people for all these years, has become no longer simple and pure, and her kung fu of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is even more blue.

"Well, what are you muttering, why are you back?" the man in the blue shirt breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw the woman walk back with a gentle step, and frowned in frustration.

"If I leave, won't you have to sing a one-man show on stage?" Murong Qingshui tilted his head, revealing a harmless and obedient girl.

"Huh, are you...... The man in the blue shirt frowned in surprise, shook his head and said, "This is not an ordinary competition, but a life-and-death struggle. Are you scared, aren't you? Why don't you go down quickly, come up with a different handle!" the man in the blue shirt glared at him, and his voice was menacing.

"Fight for life and death?" Murong Qingshui's expression became cold, and his delicate red lips outlined a disdainful arc; "You may think too highly of yourself, and on another occasion, you don't even have the qualifications to look up to the deity." ＂

"Really?" Only then did the blue-shirted man realize that he had been tricked, and he laughed angrily, and an imperceptible invisible murderous aura shot towards Murong Qingshui silently.

"The person who came out of the Gathering Star Pavilion is really shameless enough, that Second Ancestor can be regarded as a real villain, but you are a hypocrite who has fallen to the ground, and you don't even know how to die if you change someone. Murong raised his eyebrows, a faint cold light appeared in his eyes, and his sleeves were lightly raised, bringing a gust of breeze, which happened to blow the incoming invisible murderous aura obliquely against the hair.

"You...... The blue-shirted man frowned in surprise, he had just released that invisible murderous aura, even a cultivator at the peak of the Life and Death Realm, if he was defenseless, he would be hit hard. was easily resolved by this woman without moving, was it intentional or a coincidence?

"Aren't you surprised?" Murong Qingshui said with a sneering expression: "An ant-like existence like you, the deity doesn't bother to make a move at all. Alas, it's a bit too much of a bully. ＂

"Hehe, haha...... A mere junior in the realm of life and death, he dares to be so arrogant, he doesn't know how to write the word death!" The man in the blue shirt seemed to have heard such a laughable thing for a long time, laughed a few times, and stopped abruptly, the anger and murderous aura revealed in his eyes became more and more intense, and he slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and a strong killing intent instantly diffused.