Fantasy: Nine fairy masters at the beginning

Su Yu trembled all over, and cold sweat kept streaming down his face...

too strong……

Powerful outrageous!

Also in the Star King realm, in Yun Chen's hands, he can't do a single move!

Yun Chen stared at Su Yu and said, "If you were my mortal enemy, you would be dead now."

Su Yu said in a trembling voice: "I...I admit...lose."

Yun Chen put away his long sword.

His face was already indifferent.

He turned around and landed on the high seat.

Ye Xiu glanced back at Yun Chen.

It has to be said that Yunchen is really powerful.

It's just, I don't know how it compares to when he exploded with all his strength?

Everyone didn't react from Yunchen's battle.

It's over too soon!

Su Yu, who is also the strength of the star king, was defeated by Yunchen with a sword...

The battle continues.

In this first game, the top ten Holy Sons who ended up winning all won in the end.

It was about noon, and the second session was about to begin.

And in the second round, the ones that attracted the attention of many people were the battle between Ye Xiu and Wei Yan, and the battle between Dugu Aotian and Yao Wei!

After Jian Fanchen announced the start of the second round.

One after another figure flew down.

And the most eye-catching.

Naturally, it was Ye Xiu and Dugu Aotian.

Their opponents, whether it is Wei Yan or Yao Wei, are absolutely strong.

Even in the same realm, it is undoubtedly one of the best in strength.

They want to see it.

In this battle, whether Ye Xiu and Dugu Aotian can continue to slaughter as before.

Or, be killed...

Yue Huaxian sat on the high seat, watching Ye Xiu quietly.

She taught Ye Xiu how to draw overnight last night.

I don't know how much I grew up in the end?

Wei Yan took off the paintbrush and scroll behind her, and spread the scroll straight out.

Afterwards, Wei Yan looked at Ye Xiu coldly and said, "Unfortunately, you ran into me."

Ye Xiu didn't answer Wei Yan.

Just a touch of the finger.

From the space ring.

A paintbrush and a scroll also appeared in his hands.

At this moment, Wei Yan's expression suddenly changed.

And there are many dumbfounded eyes on the seats.

Is this guy still a painting repairer?

impossible?

Ye Xiu is already a sword repairer, Qin repair...

It is not easy to master these two kinds of skills.

In this situation, Ye Xiu can still practice painting?

Is it really proficient?

Or is it purely for pretense?

Everyone is confused.

At this time, Lou Ming's pupils also froze slightly.

"Did you hear that Ye Xiu also practiced painting at the same time?"

Xue Lianyi shook his head: "Probably not."

"I have inquired about Ye Xiu's deeds before."

"I've never heard of him being a painting repairman."

Lou Ming looked coldly at Ye Xiu who was laying out the scroll.

"No, does this kid still want to defeat Wei Yan with painting?"

Xue Lianyi covered his mouth and smiled.

"He has never played his cards according to common sense."

"However, it shouldn't be that stupid."

"After all, Wei Yan is the strongest holy son in Hua Shenzong."

The two looked at each other jokingly.

They wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in Ye Xiu's gourd.

Wei Yan was a little surprised at first, then sneered disdainfully.

"Ye Xiu, you know my strongest skill is painting."

"Could it be that you still want to fight me with painting?"

"It's ridiculous!"

Ye Xiu raised his eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Your painting?"

"Is it awesome?"

This sentence is full of irony.

At this time, Wei Yan's face suddenly turned ferocious.

"Battle begins!"

The elder's voice sounded.

At this moment, the pen in Wei Yan's hand moved!

He yelled coldly: "Ye Xiu, fighting me with paintings, this is definitely the stupidest thing you have ever done!"

Layers of raging star power used to block Wei Yan's pen.

Ye Xiu didn't answer.

However, the paintbrush in his hand was also lightly tapped on the scroll at this time!

===Chapter 222 is over===

Yue Huaxian's gentle eyes fell on Ye Xiu.

She wants to see what this kid Ye Xiu can draw?

It won't be overnight, there will be no change.

And when many people saw the tip of the pen in Ye Xiu's hand fall gently, they were all shocked.

No way, no way, is Ye Xiu really a painting repairer!

Qin repair, sword repair and a painting repair...

This... is unlikely, right?

Yun Chen also looked at Ye Xiu with interest in his eyes.

To be honest, no one else could arouse his interest.

Only this Ye Xiu.

Since the beginning of the Hundred Continents Festival, it has exceeded his expectations time and time again.

Lou Ming and Xue Lianyi also looked at it coldly.

From their point of view, even if Ye Xiu is really a painting repairer, it is absolutely impossible for him to be Wei Yan's opponent.

Anyway, Wei Yan has been practicing painting for more than [-] years.

How could Ye Xiu compare with him.

Wei Yan looked at Ye Xiu jokingly.

At this time, the pen in his hand stopped, and in the self-drawing, a ferocious python emerged in the void.

Wei Yanhan laughed and said, "I've finished drawing and you haven't started yet?"

"If you can't draw, don't be ashamed of yourself here!"

The corner of Ye Xiu's mouth twitched lightly.

Afterwards, he sneered and said, "You don't really think I can't do it?"

"idiot……"

"Can't you see that I'm waiting for you?"

The moment he finished speaking, the pen in Ye Xiu's hand began to scroll directly on the scroll.

And Wei Yan's face was extremely ugly.

This kid is waiting for him?

ridiculous!

I saw that the giant python immediately swooped towards Ye Xiu!

The triangular pupil stared at Ye Xiu coldly.

It was just the moment when the giant python plundered away.

The pen in Ye Xiu's hand stopped.

Everyone was shocked.

I'll go. Are you finished?

So fast?

It is several times faster than Wei Yan!

In the next moment, a distorted giant python also emerged from the scroll.

Seeing it, Wei Yan laughed wildly.

"Ye Xiu, are you going to kill me laughing?"

"Just draw such a thing?"

One after another loud laughter sounded one after another.

Yuehuaxian sitting on the high seat also had a hint of anger in her beautiful eyes.