One person's royal painting

"Hehe, I didn't expect to be recognized in just one face-to-face, really..."

Tu Junfang's unique smoky voice came from the dark place, and with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "Brother Lu is really vigilant."

"Cut~ It's hard not to recognize the rancid smell on your three corpses..."

Xue Fan, who had a male duck voice, said flatly: "However, I didn't expect the two of us to cooperate."

"When it comes to the smell of corpses, let's talk about each other!"

Tu Junfang smiled faintly, and couldn't help but cast a glance at Lu Xiao who was behind him and said, "But speaking of it, the old man's style of painting has really changed a lot now, his heads are not so rigid, Mr. Tang is like this, Our second master Lu is also..."

"I don't know whether I should feel honored or unlucky to be praised by the corpse demon..." Lu Xiao said lightly.

"Lu Xiao, you... actually colluded with Quan Xing, do you still have the face to be the head of this family?"

If Lu Zhong couldn't react anymore, then he would really have wasted so many years, the two full-fledged names in front of him were actually arranged by Lu Xiao to kill him.

"Collude with Quanxing, you can't say that..."

Lu Xiao didn't take this to heart, looked at Lu Zhong and continued: "Quan Xing has always done his own thing, sneaked into the Lu family village when Lu Zhong led the branch tribe to launch a rebellion, and accidentally killed Lu Zhong. It's hard to tell."

"you!"

Apparently, upon hearing Lu Xiao's words, Lu Zhong no longer dared to hold back any more. In an instant, the qi flames on his body surged, and Lu Zhong took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, and poured out the small red pills stored inside. .

"Not good! Kill him quickly, don't let him take the pill!" Lu Xiao slightly opened his eyes and said sharply.

"I said, Second Master Lu, we only came here for Lu Liang's sake, you don't have the ability to order us!"

Xue Ban carried the newly refined soul-calling banner on his shoulders, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "So, don't just think about standing on the sidelines and watching the show, or we will run away at any time!"

"really……"

Lu Xiao sighed, rolled up his sleeves and said coldly: "You guys can't be trusted!"

"Hahaha, you can't trust the whole sex, isn't this the consensus in the circle!"

Lu Zhong swallowed the elixir, and the flames on his body swelled up several times. He looked at Lu Xiao indifferently and said, "Always buy water and corpse demons to help you, don't even think about living in this house tomorrow." Old house!"

boom!
After finishing speaking, Lu Zhong's feet suddenly exploded, and his whole body rushed towards Lu Xiao like a cannonball.

Three corpses in one Gengshen Department!
At this time, Tu Junfang moved, and under his control, the three corpses instantly twisted into a ball in mid-air and turned into his Tu Jufang appearance, bombarding towards Lu Zhong.

At the same time, Xue Fan, who was behind Lu Zhong, also suddenly burst into tears, muttering words such as "Life is hard..." "Keep your back..." Under his crying, An inexplicable force is continuously gathering towards the soul-calling banner in his hand.

"Three corpses? What a trouble!"

Seeing the three corpses flying towards him, Lu Zhong, who was rushing forward, also used Minghunju and Ruyijin to fuse these two forces together in the air at high speed.

If Wang Bing was here, his eyes would definitely shine. Isn't this what Lu Ci used when he was fighting Lu Ci.

This trick is very insidious. Originally, Ming Soul Technique invaded the soul of a different person step by step from the outside to the inside, and read, copied, and modified it.

But this move is different, it is to directly use the wishful energy to drive Minghunjutsu into the body of the foreigner. Although this is a bit rough, it has to be said that it is a move that can quickly control the opponent in a frontal fight.

It's just that using this trick to beat the three corpses is a bit...

……

boom!
On the mountain, the penholder and the fist were handed over, and there was a huge explosion, which made the whole area tremble.

Wang Bing was shocked by this force and backed away, but took advantage of the opportunity to use the Tianyuan brush to prepare to draw something on the ground, but a tall figure in front of him quickly fell down, and stepped heavily on the area where the Tianyuan brush was drawn. The area was shattered.

At the same time as he landed, Ding Zhang'an suddenly stretched out a hand, and grabbed the Tianyuan pen holder in Wang Bing's hand, ready to snatch the magic weapon again.

Swish!
Danqing Nine Potentials·Sudden Potential!

The tip of the Tianyuan pen was suddenly lifted by Wang Bing, and a slash made of ink was brought out, and it was slashed towards Ding Zhuan's outstretched arm. In an instant, the golden light curse on Ding Zhuan's arm resurfaced, He forcibly resisted the blow, and at the same time, his other hand swung towards Wang Bing like a back fist.

Split palm!
Orchid leaf drawing!
boom!
There was a muffled sound, the sound of this blow was not as loud as before, but the shock wave that exploded afterwards was indeed something that people couldn't ignore. Ding Zhang'an and Wang were both shocked by this huge shock wave and took a few steps back Looking carefully, the glove on Ding Zhangan's hand has been damaged, and blood is dripping from his palm, while Wang Bing's arm is trembling slightly.

"Ok?"

Ding Zhang'an stared at his palm silently for a while, then he summoned up his energy and swung it towards the ground vigorously.

A pool of blood was thrown out of his hand together with a ball of black energy.

"What a dangerous force, that force just now was eroding my innate energy..." Ding Zhangan couldn't help frowning.

"So, don't let me get a wound! Otherwise, you may not be able to persist until the end..."

Wang Bing said lightly, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. There are indeed some problems with this painting technique. The melee combat really makes it impossible for the painter to take advantage of it. personally.

When the time comes, any painter who comes out of the Wang family will be a muscular man. Thinking about it, he thinks it is very "artistic".

Ding Zhangan is a living example. He has figured out the profession of a painter. As soon as he wanted to start painting, Ding Zhangan destroyed his own ink energy without giving him time to summon it.

"I said, aren't you tired of using the method of contemplation all the time?"

At this time, Wang Bing said quietly: "Also, have you finished warming up, you guy? Hurry up and turn over the cards when you're done! There's no point in dawdling like this..."

"Ok?"

Ding Zhangan was taken aback for a moment, but then nodded and said, "It's okay, the muscles and bones are almost fully active, and it's time to get ready for real action."

call!
As Ding Zhangan exhaled a long breath, his physical and mental state began to change rapidly, and the Qi flames around him also maintained a very stable state at this moment.

I am a golden body of martial arts!

"This is……"

Wang Bing was a little surprised, "I didn't expect you to have developed your own school, which is strange, but there is no rule that those who practice hundreds of arts can't start a school, right? If this is the case, I can't neglect it... Wufa· Godhead descends (Lord Taishan)!"