Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

At this moment, all eyes fell on the crazy scholar, full of Binghan's killing intent.

But the mad scholar stared at Li Yixi, his mouth was full of disdain, as if he hadn't noticed it.

"Crazy scholar, you have grievances with Tianyin, but is it appropriate for you to do this today?" Zhao Tianyin couldn't help it anymore, his expression was very cold.

"Um?"

"Are you grudges?"

"So I came to find the difference!"

"I am a friend of Sect Master Zhao, so naturally this person will come to find faults, or a scholar, I can teach this person for Sect Master Zhao."

"This person seems crazy, but he is not crazy at all. His position seems random, but it is the easiest to escape!"

A sneer appeared in Li Yixi's eyes.

"Senior, I'm not very good at writing poems and songs, but I have dreamed of countless poems, but I can recite them. I would like to ask seniors to comment on one or two."

"Um?"

"My son, is this trying to teach a mad scholar?"

"This crazy scholar is looking for death!"

After hearing Li Yixi's words, they looked at the crazy scholars one by one, with sneers in their eyes.

"Yes?"

"Since it's a banquet today, let's recite a poem with wine as the subject. I will listen to you, old man, and see if you are daydreaming."

"Hahaha!"

After the voice fell, the mad scholar laughed unscrupulously.

Ready to watch Li Yixi be embarrassed. When it comes to the topic of wine, the old boys and girls are eager to talk. The mad scholar is the way of drinking. If it is the topic of wine, the mad scholar has the advantage. They naturally knew that the mad scholar was trying to compare Li Yixi's poems and verses, and slapped his face into the sky.

"good!"

However, when everyone was worried, Li Yixi agreed without hesitation.

"Everyone, I'll have a drink first!"

Li Yixi picked up the glass in front of him and drank it all in one go.

"The gate of Changhe Tianmen is not closed at night, what's the matter of Jiuxing being banished to the world? Five buckets of golden stem dew for the king, drunk killing thousands of mountains in the south of the Yangtze River."

The moment Li Yixi's voice fell, the whole person became extremely overbearing, as if he was incarnate as a peerless sword fairy, and that killing character made the whole hall tremble even more.

"Um?"

At this moment, the crazy scholar was frightened by a killing character, his soul trembled, and his whole person seemed to be shrouded in a monstrous killing intent.

Li Yixi saw that the mad scholar was silent, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Li Yixi on weekdays has nothing to do with the world, but today, Li Yixi has changed his attention. Because he is about to hold a calligraphy and painting exhibition, he is simply domineering today. With the help of these scholars sitting here, he spreads his awe-inspiring power. go out.

"The gate of Changhe Tianmen is not closed at night, what's the matter of Jiuxing being banished to the world? Five buckets of golden stem dew for the king, drunk killing thousands of mountains in the south of the Yangtze River."

"What a terrible poem!"

After hearing this verse, everyone trembled slightly.

But now, above the hall, a few old scholars and students were palpitating, but their eyes were full of excitement. They hurriedly took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and recorded Li Yixi's poems.

"Senior, how?"

When the voice fell, Li Yixi's eyes stared at the crazy scholar.

But the current mad scholar was shocked by Li Yixi's just now, and his heart was terrified, and his mind was shocked. In a short time, how could he think of a good poem that could suppress Li Yixi's poem.

Seeing that the mad scholar did not answer, a sneer appeared at the corner of Li Yixi's mouth.

Once again, he drank all the wine in the glass and overturned the wine utensils on the table, and the pen, ink, paper and ink appeared in front of him.

"I wanted to hold a work auction recently, but I haven't created it yet. Since the seniors want to compete today, let's compare, tonight, I, Li Yixi, will show my ugliness."

Li Yixi was not polite with the stepping stones he sent up.

"My son, I will polish ink for you."

At this moment, Hu Qingyun, looking at the crazy scholar, didn't look very good, and started to rub the ink directly with wine as water.

"My son, I'll pour you wine!"

At this moment, Zhao Tianyin hurriedly appeared beside Li Yixi and helped Li Yixi fill up the wine.

While I was angry, I was also extremely excited.

The mad scholar provoking Li Yixi will be a great opportunity for them.

"My son, I will fan a fan for you!"

"My son, I will take off your shoes!"

At this moment, one by one stepped into the fairyland, approaching Li Yixi, one by one bowed to his knees.

"Um?"

The crazy scholar who saw this scene was shocked, and his eyes were filled with incredible colors.

The cultivation method of the mad scholar is considered an evil in the literary way. The seal of heaven and earth is broken, and the mad scholar will naturally get the great benefits. It also communicates with the evil literary masters in the fairy world, and wants to take advantage of today's banquet. , Let these people know that their line is strong.

The mad scholar has investigated Li Yixi’s bone age and knows that Li Yixi’s age is only about twenty years old, but unexpectedly, these immortals are so respectful to Li Yixi, and the poem just now, Frightened the mad scholar extremely uneasy.

Li Yixi took the wine with his left hand, while holding a pen with his right hand, the words fell one by one, "Dapeng rises with the wind and soars for 90,000 miles a day. If the wind stops, it will still be able to shake the water. The world sees me constantly. , I sneered when I heard the words. Xuan's father is still afraid of offspring, and his husband is not young."

"boom!"

The moment Li Yixi's pen fell, a monstrous breath erupted from the calligraphy and paintings in front of Li Yixi in the hall. In Li Yixi's pen, it seemed as if a peerless demon appeared, and that breath suppressed presence. One by one, it’s hard to breathe.

Above the divine writings one by one, a terrifying Taoist rhyme burst out at this instant.

Suddenly, above the hall, Dao Yun was rich and terrifying.

"Peng?"

Kunpeng on Long Yi's shoulder, at the moment Li Yixi finished writing Peng, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were full of panic.

The moment he saw Peng this divine writing, Kunpeng felt as if he had witnessed his ancestor with his own eyes.

When the last word fell, Li Yixi did not stop writing, but kept waving the pen, and soon drew a terrible Kunpeng phantom in the blank space.

"boom!"

When Kunpeng finished painting, there was a terrible cry in the main hall.

At this moment, in the main hall, a terrifying Dapeng phantom appeared, as if it could tear through nine days and subvert the world.

It was just a glance, and each of his eyes was filled with horror.

As their legs softened, some people knelt directly on the ground.

That coercion is really terrifying.

"Dao Yun, this is the voice of the great avenue of the ancestor of Kunpeng!"

The few people beside Li Yixi trembled with excitement, because of Li Yixi's existence, Kunpeng's coercion did not pose any threat to them.

However, when everyone was frightened, they saw Li Yixi's big hand wave, and the calligraphy and painting in front of him were directly thrown aside by Li Yixi.

The Kunpeng phantom in the void was also waved away by Li Yixi, directly slapped away.

That terrifying coercion disappeared instantly.