With a stroke in hand, Li Hanguang's depressed temperament was suddenly swept away, three strands of beautiful hair were windless, and a white dress flew like a fairy. Under the lingering immortal aura around him, his appearance has not changed, and he should fly but inexplicably feel that the person in front of him is unpredictable, just like Sima Chengzhen has been resurrected.

Before I was surprised, I saw the clothes fluttering, the body moving, Li Hanguang stepped on the Xuan Miaoyu step forward, out of the eight doors, into the ninth palace, walking in ten directions, each step is smooth and agile like flowing water, and it is also in line with the natural reasoning, just look at this footwork, and all the people who try to fill the word will be compared.

"Okay! In time, Li Hanguang's name will be no less than Sima Chengzhen!" As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he saw that Li Hanguang's cultivation was extraordinary, and the more the sky saw the hunting heart, he praised loudly.

However, the sword intent on the word is left by the Sword Emperor, and naturally has the power of the emperor who is strong when he encounters the strong, and it seems that he feels extraordinary, and the sword intent is condensed into substance, turning into sword qi and bursting out.

"Be careful!" Du Ruzhi reminded, everyone who tried to inscribe was a person, but none of them could trigger the sword qi, and this change was indeed unexpected.

Even Yu Bo Fu and Hei Song Daoren and the others also glanced at each other, and at this time, they really felt that the sword intent on this joint was like a proud lion king, and they were just jackals and the like, so that the lion only needed the majesty and majesty of the beast king to fright them back and subdue. And now that he has met an opponent like Li Hanguang, this lion has only poked out its claws for the first time.

Although these sword qi are not as invincible as the golden sword, but they are also very sharp, Li Hanguang felt the pressure, but his footsteps were not panicked, the pen in his hand was imaginary, cloud patterns, water waves, thunder and lightning, and a variety of runes appeared in order, attracting the power of the heavens and nature to protect the body, although the sword qi was violent, it dissipated in the clouds, drowned in the water, and shattered in the thunder...... And the feet or detour, or retreat, live and hurry, leaving shallow marks on the ground. Each impression is as measured by a ruler, and the depth is exactly the same. The footprints meandered all the way, like dragons and snakes, but they finally extended to the front of the doorpost.

Li Hanguang's wrist shook slightly, and a stroke fell, but he saw that on the white paper and black characters, a vermilion stroke was added, red, white, and black, the opposites were distinct, and there was a sense of incompatibility, and Li Hanguang's pen did not stop, and between the swings, the word "佥" on the left side of the word "sword" has been written out in one go!

Half of the red letters jumped on the paper, Ying Feiyang narrowed his eyes, saw the doorway, and said secretly, "Good break!"

This joint sword intent is climbing layer by layer, if it is common sense, the last word "sword" should be the strongest and most powerful word of sword intent.

Li Hanguang is not good at swordsmanship, although the sword intent of Yue Cang has not reached the extreme, but with him, it is a fool's dream to overpower the Sword Emperor in terms of sword intent, so Li Hanguang did the opposite, completely ignoring the sword intent of the head, and only regarded the blank space on the side as a rune paper for him to wield.

If the first 33 words are a whole that is cohesive, then the last half of the words are out of place and unusually abrupt. The pen directly split the same couplet into two parts, but between the square inches, but there was a world of difference, and it became a situation where the two did not disturb each other. You write your sword sticker, I draw my charm, one is like an axe chisel and a knife, fierce and domineering, and across the heavens and the earth, one is like a dragon and snake flying, the fairy spirit is scattered, and sticking to one side.

The reason why Li Hanguang chose cinnabar instead of ink is to create a strong sense of difference with the contrast between red and black, so that the talisman has never overshadowed the sword intent, and the sword intent cannot infect the square inch of the talisman.

This kind of breaking the law seems easy, but few people can do it, first of all, they must use their own cultivation to divide an independent area in one stroke, and this alone is as difficult as dividing the territory under the realm of the king who has swept the world. It is even more necessary to stick to his heart under the sword emperor's fierce sword intent, otherwise as long as the mind is differentiated, the runes will be contaminated with sword intent, and as long as there is a little miscellaneous and impure sword intent, the pattern of confrontation will naturally collapse.

If there is a book, it is long, if there is no book, it is short, the left half of the "佥" has been completed, Li Hanguang's pen is slightly mentioned, and he is about to write the right "刂", but this moment of stagnation between the pen is destroyed, but the gesture that has just been done in one go is destroyed, and the sword intent immediately counterattacked!

I heard a "click", and the vertical and slanted stroke of the "slap" became like a child's graffiti, and the talisman pen broke from the middle, and the front end of the pen swirled and flew into the crowd.

"It's a pity, it's a failure!" Yue Cangqiong shook his head and sighed, Yu Bo Fu, Hei Song Dao and others were even more full of regret and unwillingness, and the hope that Fang Ignited was instantly shattered.

"Under the sword intent of the Sword Emperor, it is not easy to write half of the words, and Poor Dao has tried his best, but he can only do this. Li Hanguang withdrew from the range of the sword intent, sighing in his mouth, but there was no annoyance on his face.

"Sima Chengzhen's disciple, it really surprised this seat, but unfortunately you still can't get these cheats back. ”

Li Hanguang shook his head and said: "Compared with cultivation, Poor Dao knows that he can't compare with the predecessors of the Sword Emperor, but Poor Dao is about to become the head of a faction, how can he only compete with the courage of one person? Although I fell short, I have a descendant to fill in this word for me!" Speaking of the end, Li Hanguang looked like he was in his chest, and he had his own prestige in the future.

These words don't turn on the machine, it can be seen that Li Hanguang is not good-minded, and the firmament praised: "That's a good point, but this joint is exhausted, and it's not easy to make up for the remaining paintings." ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at the couplet, although the couplet still left a blank, but two completely different strokes, but people feel that the white paper has been stuffed full, and there is no room for a third party to intervene, not to mention the crooked and oblique stroke, but all possible blank space is sealed, if you do not try to solve this problem, although there are only two strokes left, but the difficulty is not reduced in the slightest. All the masters present couldn't help but shake their heads secretly at this time.

Yue Cangqiong also said: "You want to find someone to continue writing, so I don't know who you are looking for, is he?" said, his eyes moved to Du Ruxue, another master of the Shangqing faction, and under the gaze of the sword, Du Ruxue suddenly felt a faint pain in the sword wound in his chest, and he was about to attack again. Yue Cangqiong immediately shook his head and said: "Although his cultivation is good, he still has sword wounds on his body, if he is attracted by the sword intent of this seat, the injury will definitely recur!"

Li Hanguang said: "No, the candidate for the replacement, Poor Dao has already been chosen." After that, he shouted to the crowd, "Senior Brother Ying, are you willing to use that half of the bald pen to continue my unfinished work?"

Following Li Hanguang's gaze, the crowd consciously cracked, revealing Ying Feiyang who was holding half a pen!

Fang Ying Feiyang stayed in the crowd, but the broken pen happened to spin and flew into his hand, and he took it easily, but he didn't expect that there was still a meaning of passing on the torch, and suddenly became the target of everyone's attention, Ying Feiyang was a little overwhelmed, but at this time he saw Li Hanguang looking at him.

For Li Hanguang, this is also an olive branch of goodwill, Ying Feiyang is a figure that Sima Chengzhen and he both value, although he is still young, he will become a big weapon in the future, just because of the difference in ideas, the two sides have disagreed, and there is still a gap, but aside from his position, Li Hanguang still admires this smart, upright, and brave young man from the bottom of his heart.

"The pen is broken, how can I use it again?" Ying Feiyang stood quietly for a long time, shook his head and dropped the pen, "Da." With a bang, the brush fell to the ground, and there was a crisp sound, Li Hanguang's heart trembled, and he sighed secretly, "Once there is a difference in concept, it is irreparable after all." ”

Just when he thought that Ying Feiyang would refuse, he saw Ying Feiyang step out of the crowd, lightly draw the Xingji sword, flipped his wrist and shook an elegant sword flower, and then the long sword reached out to the inkstone next to him like a dragonfly, dipped a little thick ink on the tip of the sword, and said: "I am still more accustomed to using a sword than using that half-cut broken pen!"

Before the inscription of the Sword Emperor, he held the sword in his hand, and the sword intent was unyielding, with the sharpness of the newborn calf not afraid of the tiger, and the power of the emperor.

This move is tantamount to a provocation, and the sword intent on the word was triggered by the Xingji Sword, and as if it was perceived, it turned into sword qi again

The majestic sword qi, more violent and fierce than Fang Cai, vowed to tear the offended person to pieces, Ying Feiyang but his eyes were bright, and he praised: "Good come!"

Li Hanguang put down his body frame and took the initiative to ask for help, firstly, if he was temporarily subsumed into Si Tiantai, he should perform his duties and try to return the cheats to the original owner to avoid disputes among the cultivators, and secondly, he should fly and make a move, the main reason is that the emperor of the sword is in front of him, as a swordsman, how can he not challenge!

The sword turns with the heart, the heart moves with the sword, and the Xingji sword blooms with thousands of brilliance, straight up.