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To be precise, perhaps the brush in Xiao Huiming's hand that exuded a sharp golden light was gradually being suppressed by the light cyan brush in Lan Qingfeng's hand.

Poop!

The shadow of the pen in the sky suddenly burst out with dazzling cyan light, and I saw a huge cyan hurricane about ten zhang in size, which suddenly burst out, like a wind dragon, shooting directly towards Xiao Huiming.

Xiao Huiming's eyes flashed, and the paintbrush against the sky in his hand suddenly burst out with colorful light, and the extremely fierce momentum was also extremely strong, as if it was a rainbow, directly swept out.

Boom!

The two attacks collided fiercely, but the seemingly extremely powerful rainbow collapsed with one blow, and was directly shattered by the cyan wind dragon, and Xiao Huiming's body was also directly shocked back hundreds of meters at this moment.

Wow!

Outside the battle platform, there was an uproar all of a sudden, obviously not expecting that the first place in the qualification nameplate competition was completely suppressed by Lan Qingfeng in the first round.

"Then Lan Qingfeng is so powerful?"

In the painting of the battle, countless monks in the human realm all looked at each other, and Hua Yue, Crane Dance, and Ah Ling were also full of surprise.

"Huiming's weapon has not yet fully grown up, so in this regard, it has also suffered a big loss!"

Ah Ling said lightly.

With her eyesight, she could naturally see that the pale cyan paintbrush in Lan Qingfeng's hand could directly summon the Heaven and Earth Hurricane, which was definitely an artifact, and Xiao Huiming's anti-sky brush, although it was incomparably precious, and it was also a rare growth painting artifact for thousands of years, but at present, due to Huiming's short cultivation time, it has not fully grown up, and it is only a quasi-artifact.

In this level of confrontation, the blessing of an artifact on combat effectiveness is not a star.

"What should I do then?"

When Hua Yue heard this, she immediately said worriedly.

"What's the hurry? The show has just debuted, so don't worry!"

Ah Ling smiled slightly and gently stroked Hua Yue's head, but her beautiful eyes looked at the slender figure in the arena without blinking.

On the cyan battle platform, Xiao Huiming lowered his head slightly, and glanced at the anti-sky paintbrush that was also a little dim in the colorful light at this moment, at this moment, the spiritual power on it had become extremely weak, obviously, in the previous kind of hard encounter, it was also dispersed a lot.

As soon as he raised his head, Lan Qingfeng waved his hand slightly, and immediately smiled faintly at Xiao Huiming, and said, "It seems that this time I have the upper hand, and you are not far from failure." ”

When Lan Qingfeng's voice just fell, his entire body had already swept into the air rapidly, and the extremely vast spiritual power directly swept out of his body, overwhelmingly against the wind spirit brush, directly pouring in.

Whining.

Between heaven and earth, only a pale cyan hurricane of about a hundred zhang in size could be seen, and under the rapid drawing of the brush, it quickly took shape, just like a dragon roaring in the sky, as if it was about to tear the world apart directly.

"Wind Spirit Pen, Hurricane Breaking the Sky!"

Lan Qingfeng's eyes were cold, and the wind spirit paintbrush in his hand came out directly, and under the blue light, it turned out to be a direct absorption of the pale cyan hurricanes, and now, it immediately transformed, and a huge wind Jiao suddenly took shape.

Feng Jiao is like a substance, the whole body is covered with pale cyan scales, and on the huge body, the hurricane is howling, and the extremely hideous appearance makes countless people outside the field have a great change in complexion.

Moreover, the most amazing thing is that this wind Jiao actually faintly reveals a kind of dragon power, obviously, this should be because of the wind spirit brush, thinking about it, in the refining of the wind spirit brush, the essence blood of the god Jiao must be added.

"Go!"

Lan Qingfeng stood in the air, his eyes were full of chilling indifference, and his fingers were far away under the volley.

Roar!

The pale cyan wind Jiao roared in the sky, its huge body, suddenly flashed, its speed was incredibly fast, just a flash, the huge cyan shadow was already directly shrouded in Xiao Huiming.

The extremely violent cyan hurricane seemed to tear the heavens and the earth, causing the entire space above the battle platform to become slightly distorted.

Everyone was shocked by Lan Qingfeng's earth-shattering offensive, is this the final of the Danqing Competition? Sure enough, it is not an ordinary painting monk, who can be qualified to participate......

This kind of majestic offensive, can Xiao Huiming take it down?

The eyes of the sky were all at this moment, looking at the terrifying hurricane Jiaolong's shadow, and Xiao Huiming, who was already extremely small.

And under the gaze of those countless eyes, Xiao Huiming also slowly raised his head, he looked at the whistling wind Jiao from afar, took a deep breath, and then his eyes became extremely cold little by little.

"Isn't the artifact amazing?"

He muttered to himself, and then his hands suddenly sealed, and an extremely dazzling orange light suddenly rushed up from Xiao Huiming's palm.

Airplanes!

It seemed to have a mysterious sound of rhythm, floating from the sky, gradually echoing in the sky and earth, everyone suddenly saw that a white and flawless treasure inkstone, from mid-air, slowly appeared.

Xiao Huiming's right hand slowly raised, and he saw that the treasure inkstone also fell directly into his palm.

"The paintbrush can't work, then you can try my Lingfan treasure inkstone again, can I suppress you!"

He shouted loudly, and stepped out, and the supreme painting bone in his body also directly emitted colorful light, and then carried an extremely majestic spiritual power, which was directly injected into the white and jade-like Lingfan Treasure inkstone.

And just when he completely injected the colorful light surrounding his body into the Lingfan Treasure Inkstone, the eyes that had been closed tightly on the bottom of the sea actually began to open slowly.

Sou!

A huge colorful treasure light rose directly to the sky, and the Lingfan treasure inkstone above the treasure light also rose from it, and it was also gradually enlarged, and it was already enlarged to the size of hundreds of zhang in a short time.

"Go!"

Xiao Huiming raised his head suddenly, and with a light snort, he saw that the Lingfan Treasure Inkstone, which was hundreds of zhang huge, with mysterious giant eyes wide open, exuded endless fierceness, and it was directly swept out violently at this moment, so fierce aura, compared to the previous anti-sky brush, I don't know how many times stronger.

Everyone outside the stadium is opening their eyes a little bit at the moment.

The huge treasure inkstone glowing with fluorescence rushed out and collided with the whistling wind Jiao!