The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

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"Yan Chuan!"

Yan Chuan's brush strokes, a powerful murderous aura flooded the entire square.

The original wind and rain, the murderous aura suddenly rushed out of the stone tablet that Yan Chuan wrote down, forced the wind and rain to stop suddenly.

As soon as murderous aura comes out, people who ridicule are all heart trembled.

“bang! ”

In Yan Chuan's poems, there are countless clouds and mists, among the clouds, it seems that standing a hundred zhang silhouette, a burly soldier, holding A long blade, lifted the knife, squinted at the front and cut it off.

Under the knife, people feel a pain of scraping.

On the opposite side, ten thousand ghosts crying? At this moment, the sound of Wangui stopped abruptly, and after Yan Chuan's poems rushed out with a fierce blow, one by one shiver coldly, frightened and inexplicably frightened.

There is no countless awe-inspiring righteousness, but some, just in the clouds, a hundred zhang peerless warrior, came to kill with a knife, slammed his eyes slightly narrowed, and despised the heroes.

A burst of endless domineering gushes out.

For a time, on the square, countless Confucian cultivators did not breathe, and the thirty-two great Confucian scholars were completely scarce.

Wan Zhan claims not to mention the blade? Born to scorn the heroes?

A poem comes out, soaring to the sky, majestic imposing manner, all ghosts stop crying! wind and rain take a break! Even the majestic aura, in front of the general looming in the white mist, has become eclipsed.

"The pen does not show the weather?" someone exclaimed.

That is a higher level.

Nearly ten thousand scholars dare not even think about level. Has it appeared today?

The Confucianists who originally mocked Yan Chuan, now look at Yan Chuan again, there is endless fanaticism in his eyes!

Domineering, character domineering, poetry domineering! Is this Yan Chuan?

Dongfang Zhengpai looked towards Yan Chuan with excitement suddenly, then turned to look at the thirty-two great scholars with no blood on the opposite face, revealing a trace of disdain: "What do you write? So happy?"

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"You!" Chen Ping flushed with anger.

Yan Chuan put out a poem in front of him, and everyone could understand it.

The fall of the pen is shocked by wind and rain. The fall of the pen shows the weather, which is basically as different as heaven and earth. Even fools can see it.

The poem that was originally praised by thousands of scholars, in front of Yan Chuan's poem, that is bullshit!

The thirty-two great scholars suddenly showed shame and anger.

Yan Chuan finishes writing and throws away the pen.

The arrogance at this moment, in the eyes of nearly ten thousand scholars, that is as it should be by rights, that is unruly! This is the real Confucianism and Taoism.

Yan Chuan turned his head and looked towards the thirty-two great scholars.

The Sifang Confucianists, although they were very excited, they still did not dare to take a breath. They looked at Yan Chuan and the thirty-two great Confucian scholars in the center.

"Ashamed, don't come in front of me. It's uncomfortable to see and noisy to hear!" Yan Chuan said indifferently.

Do you feel uncomfortable to see? Noisy listening?

It seems that the sky thunder is blowing in the ears of thirty-two scholars!

"Yan Chuan, what did you say, who did you say is embarrassing!" Chen Ping's face flushed immediately.

Yan Chuan glanced at Chen Ping and looked up and down. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes seemed to say,'Hey, isn't this shameful? '

Chen Ping saw Yan Chuan's eyes, and at this moment, his chest was even more depressed.

"pu!" An angry blood came out.

"The plaque has been given to you, don't send it back again, take it back, so you can keep it!" Yan Chuan said indifferently.

Speaking, the word'invitation' behind the plaque. Highlight the positive four characters of "Gu Ming Diaoyu".

Sell your fame and catch your reputation!

Seriously delivered to Wang Long by Azure Dragon.

"Everyone, this is my Young Master's calligraphy, a good collection!" Azure Dragon said indifferently.

"pu!"

Another great scholar was vomited blood by Yan Chuan's plaque.

"Let's go!" Yan Chuan turned his head.

Step by step to fly to the East Hall.

all around, still very quiet, nearly 10,000 scholars and nearly 100,000 cultivators gave way. His eyes were full of wonder.

And the thirty-two great scholars, holding a huge plaque at the moment, wrote the four characters "Famous Diaoyu", and once again were blinded by the above four words.

PS: Two thousand more words, so it's a little late!