Starting from Hehuan Sect, the lifeblood is controlled by the elder sister

Sima Qingchuan naturally knew Sima Qingyun's wishful thinking, and was planning to refuse the challenge on the grounds of the Holy Emperor's mission.

But Jun Qingsheng sneered and said: "Why, I have given you one hand, and you don't even dare to fight me in front of the formation?"

"No wonder Qiao'er said that you have no guts and don't even dare to touch her. Hey, do you have something to hide?"

He looked at Sima Qingchuan sympathetically, looked at his lower body with a vague look, and whispered something like "I was given an advantage."

Thousands of troops had been so insulted and provoked by their love rival before, especially since there was some commotion among our own troops, and they seemed to be talking about it.

Sima Qingchuan felt a rush of hot blood rushing to his forehead, his eyes were split open, and he roared angrily.

"Jun Qingsheng, you have gone too far to deceive others. Since you are seeking death, I will help you!"

He was forced to have no choice. If he refused to fight today, this matter would definitely spread, and he would be unable to defend himself!

Bi Luo is a martial artist, but if he is timid in the face of battle, his impression on his father and other civil and military officials will plummet.

Moreover, if he is really questioned about his inability to recruit people, how can he seize the throne?

He had to fight in this battle!

Sima Qingchuan was forced to take action, with murderous intent and an ancient bronze sword in his hand, he headed straight for Jun Qingsheng.

Jun Qingsheng laughed and said, "Well done, I will kill you in front of the battle today!"

He strode away into the air, and with a move in his hand, a huge judge's pen fell into his hand.

This judge's pen, combined with his medium stature and calm but powerful look, really makes him look like a judge.

"The guy who doesn't know how to live or die!"

Sima Qingchuan's eyes were cold, he made a secret in his hand, and his long sword turned into hundreds of sword lights and went straight towards Jun Qingsheng.

Jun Qingsheng stood there calmly, lightly tapping the brush in his hand, and a wisp of ink spread in the air.

"The pen moves the dragon and the snake!"

He waved his big hand gently, and ink flew out continuously, killing all the sword energy like black snakes.

Jun Qingsheng's movements are free and casual, and his writing is as fast as a dragon or a snake. It is really a bit of a literati's freehand brushwork and unrestrainedness.

Sima Qingchuan roared angrily, turned into a sword light and quickly approached Jun Qingsheng, wanting to kill him at close range.

But Jun Qingsheng's pen kept flying out black energy, which easily pushed him back, making it impossible for him to get close.

Zhou Xiaoping couldn't help but said in surprise: "What's going on? Isn't he not good at fighting?"

Jun Yunzheng was also confused, and reflexively said: "Did someone take away my father?"

Lin Fengmian's eyes flashed, Cave Void Realm!

With this move, he could tell that Jun Qingsheng was definitely in the Dongxu realm!

Wan Xiang said, Sima Qingyu's honorable position was really taken away by Jun Qingsheng.

He had had this idea before, but thought it was a bit unrealistic, but he didn't expect it to come true.

Lin Fengmian found it strange at first, but then thought it was normal.

After all, there aren’t many useless cultivators in the Jun family!

Looking at Jun Qingsheng painting in the void, Lin Fengmian couldn't help but look weird.

No wonder Jun Qingsheng was so generous and wanted to give Sima Qingchuan a hand.

You can only draw with one hand holding the pen.

Luo Xue couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's really a unique way of fighting, a bit similar to the magical power of Ju Dao."

Lin Fengmian hummed and quietly sent a message to Youyao, Huang Zishan and others, ready to cooperate with Jun Qingsheng to escape at any time.

Jun Qingsheng definitely didn't come out just to show off, he must have other motives!

Youyao plus Jun Qingsheng and Zhao Ban, although not as many as the Venerable Biluo Dynasty, are still capable of fighting.

On the battlefield, Sima Qingchuan also realized that something was wrong.

Even though he had tried his best, the unknown King Tianze still stood calmly and calmly.

And he didn't use his other hand from beginning to end, looking so cool and casual.

But the person who should be so cool and calm is not this ordinary-looking King Tianze, but himself.

Jun Qingsheng noticed his expression and chuckled: "Why, this is all you have? No wonder you only dare to bully the younger generation!"

Sima Qingchuan couldn't stand it anymore and shouted angrily: "Stop being so arrogant, the sword roars for nine days!"

He shouted angrily, and the silver-white sword energy came overwhelmingly, so brilliant that it almost covered the entire sky.

Facing this overwhelming sword energy, Jun Qingsheng remained calm, and even had a faint smile on his lips.

He gently waved the judge's pen in his hand, and the ink quickly condensed in the air, forming a huge vortex.

"The sea of ​​ink has no boundaries, and the pen is the boat."

The silver-white sword light that filled the sky fell into the whirlpool, and was swallowed up silently like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing even a ripple.

When Sima Qingchuan saw this, his expression changed drastically and he couldn't believe it: "This...how is this possible?"

His swordsmanship is so powerful that even a strong man of the same level cannot easily resist it.

However, in front of Jun Qingsheng, he seemed to be a child's play and vulnerable.

He was shocked and said: "You are the Venerable!!"

"You guessed it, but it's too late."

Jun Qingsheng suddenly waved his hand and hit the judge's pen on the ink whirlpool.

"Splash ink into a painting!"

The vortex suddenly exploded, and black ink marks ran around the field, quickly expanding into a vast sea of ​​ink.

Sima Qingchuan was instantly blown away by this ink, and he was constantly floating and struggling in this sea of ​​ink.

The sea of ​​ink spread quickly, covering hundreds of feet, covering Lin Fengmian and others.

Jun Qingsheng kept waving the brush in his hand and said softly: "Thousands of phantom peaks are rising, and fake Yue Yunsheng is born!"

In the sea of ​​ink, countless ink marks condensed and turned into ink-colored peaks rising from the ground around Lin Fengmian and others.

Sima Qingyun and others were trapped between the ink-colored peaks, surrounded by clouds and mist, and countless ink marks flowed in between.

Lin Fengmian made a prompt decision and shouted: "Go!"

The people who had already prepared quickly abandoned the spaceship and flew towards Jun Qingsheng.

Sima Qingyun and others changed color slightly, and Sima Qingyun shouted: "Where are you going!"

He threw the eight-sided mace in his hand and went straight to Lin Fengmian and others, and the other three venerables also quickly took action.

Youyao quickly turned around, swung the chain snake soft sword in his hand, and knocked the mace away.

At the same time, Zhao Ban, who had been ready for a long time, shouted, and his figure flew towards the field like a ghost.

The flying knife in his hand kept flying in the field, and he flew a knife trickily towards Sima Qingchuan.

Fan Hongfei didn't dare to chase him at all, and desperately chased after the flying knife, fearing that Sima Qingchuan would die.

Judge Jun Qingsheng pointed his pen and shouted: "Shadow Guards, follow me to kill!"

At his command, the thousands of troops in the sky began to rush down to the crowd in an orderly manner, swift as thunder, and full of murderous aura.

Sima Qingyun and others were shocked by the killing intent of the thousands of troops, and hesitated for a while.

In just this moment of delay, Lin Fengmian and others had disappeared in the ink-colored clouds under the cover of countless black dragons.

Seeing countless shadow guards rushing over, Sima Qingyun hurriedly ordered: "All troops charge!"

While bombarding the mountain in front of them, several people quickly expanded their territory to prepare for the impact of thousands of troops.

"Quicksand Domain!"

"Cloud Blade Domain!"

"Vajra Domain!"

...

After a while, multiple domains overlapped, and the army rushed to them like ghosts, with murderous intent.

Sima Qingyun blasted out with all his strength, and those black armored guards instantly turned into smoke, leaving only a piece of ink.

The same situation happened to the other few people. Those black armored shadow guards with murderous intent were actually vulnerable and collapsed at the touch.

These paper-like shadow guards made the few people feel like they punched cotton, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Sima Qingyun looked at the shadow guards who kept passing by him and couldn't hurt him at all, and his face was extremely ugly.

He said angrily: "I was fooled, these are all fake!"

As soon as the voice fell, a shadow guard riding a black horse knocked him out with a gun, and then collapsed into a piece of ink.

"Fuck, are there a few real ones hiding?"

Sima Qingyun roared angrily, and the sand flew wildly around him, killing all the thousands of soldiers.

At this moment, the monster army under their command just arrived and stood behind them with a bewildered look on their faces.

What about the dark enemy?

Sima Qingyun said angrily: "Chase!"

But after he shouted, he found that the people on the opposite side did not flee, but stood leisurely in the clouds in the distance, watching them.

Even if he was as reckless as Sima Qingyun, he knew that this was definitely a trick, and he was in doubt for a while.

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