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Chapter 60 Sixth Level Wenshan!Battle across borders!
[Black clouds overwhelm the city and want to destroy it, and Jiaguang opens to the golden scales of Japan. 】

Seeing Han Zhou start to pick up the pen, Zhang Bairen had a bad premonition, poured all his true energy into Feijian, and suddenly swung the ink sword away!

However, Han Zhou's eyes were cold, staring at Zhang Bairen's flying sword, Mo Jian rushed forward again.

The audience was stunned: "The third-level scholar's verbal criticism, and the golden-dan first-level monk's flying sword fight?"

"Han Zhou's verbal criticism has been practiced directly to great success, and it seems to be different from the third-level verbal criticism of ordinary scholars. With three times the power superimposed, he can at least fight with a monk of the eighth-level foundation establishment."

"Zhang Bairen, a cultivator, feels a bit strange compared to ordinary cultivators. The flying sword is weaker, and it doesn't seem to have reached the power of the golden core stage."

In the world of immortal cultivators, the improvement of a great realm is the sky!
The realm is so large that it crushes people to death.

Maybe there are some geniuses who can cross the big realm and fight against the sky.

But I have never heard of a fairy descending to the earth and reaching the same starting line as a person in the next realm.

Zhang Bairen's golden pill was much weaker than normal golden pills by visual inspection.

"The real essence is mottled, as if some method was used to forcefully push the realm to the golden core stage."

"Let's see what Han Zhou is going to do. He is a third-level scholar, and his ability to write war poems is probably much worse than verbal criticism, but he uses verbal criticism to hold Zhang Bairen back. What kind of tactics is this?"

Zhang Bairen felt strange when he found that his flying sword was entangled.

As a cultivator, he is very familiar with immortal cultivators, but not so familiar with Confucianism cultivators.

Zhang Bairen never expected that verbal criticism could be so much stronger than swordsmen of the same realm.

What the hell is the third level of scholar (foundation establishment)?
At this time, Han Zhou wrote furiously:

[The sound of horns fills the sky in the autumn scenery, stuffed with swallow fat and night purple.

The half-rolled red flag is facing Yishui, the frost is heavy, the drum is cold, and there is no sound. 】

Zhang Bairen pinched the seal with his hands, and a figure stepped out of his body.

Incarnate outside!

Incarnation?Han Zhou regretted that he didn't write "A pair of shadows into three people".

However, the pen has fallen.

[Report to the king on the gold platform, and support the jade dragon to die for the king. 】

【Yanmen prefect trip】

boom!
In the arena, the spirit of writing is like clouds, and the energy of ink is like the sea!

The sea of ​​clouds churned and rolled up to the sky!

The sound of the gods is resounding, and the drums of war are beating together.

Above the wind and cloud, the ink pool thundered and roared.

Six layers of Wenshan, continuous peaks, clusters of green.

The sky and the earth are turning, the stars are falling, the sun and the moon are rising and falling!

The stars are densely covered, and the demons are roaming around, so be afraid of this article in the dark clouds!

The precious light of the sacred verses, mixed into a golden wave, scattered and flowed for more than ten miles!
Word by word, exuding golden light.

Every single word weighs as much as a thousand weights.

Holy, towering, solemn, thick.

As soon as Zhang Bairen's avatar outside the body entered the battlefield, he was pinned to the ground by a golden poem with a single word and could not move.

Finally collapsed!
The sixth level of Wenshan shines, and the literary energy exceeds a hundred miles, covering the entire arena!
Chuhong Wenshan, this is the first time to appear in the world.

The original Wenshan, this is the original handwriting.

Kill Wenshan, this verse is about killing!
Loyal to Wenshan, this poem will be tough!
There are two grade-level Wenshan Mountains in a row, one is Wenyungai County, and the other is Wenhua Jingzhou!

Six levels of Wenshan, straddling the entire arena, crazily absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

"Original poetry?"

Many viewers were shocked.

It is already very difficult to write original poems, get the recognition of Wen Dao, and reflect Wenshan.

In the realm of a scholar, to be recognized by Wenshan, and to write six poems of Wenshan, is even more exaggerated to the point of frightening.

Shouldn't this be a poem that is difficult for Jinshi to write, and should it be a field that only bachelors can touch? !A bachelor is in the same realm as Yuanying, and this bachelor's battle poem is a trick that only the strong who control the law of the Dao can barely use!
"At first I thought Zhang Bairen was a pervert, but Jin Dan Qi..."

"I didn't expect Han Zhou to be the real pervert!"

"The realm of a scholar actually wrote a bachelor's battle poem!"

This is equivalent to an immortal cultivator in the foundation-building stage who has created a peerless martial skill at the Nascent Soul stage.

And this martial skill, because he created it himself, fit him perfectly, without any discomfort.

This is no different from a Nascent Soul monster who uses the true essence of the foundation period to fight.

At this level, it is not a problem to cross a large realm to fight against the war immortals and ascend to the sky with mortals!

At this moment, everyone felt that Zhang Bairen, the first-level Golden Core, was in danger!

Poetry is burning, and ink is criss-crossing.

Han Zhou is now wearing a Confucian robe and standing on the battlefield, holding a pen in his right hand and carrying it on his back with his left hand, just like an ancient literati, indifferent to the world, chasing his heart.

The world is like me, but it is only an inch on paper.

The enemy of life and death is nothing more than a stroke of ink.

Han Zhou, with his hands on his back, looked at the poem in front of him. He didn't expect that this poem was actually Liuzhong Wenshan instead of Wuzhong.

No wonder it has absorbed nearly half of the literary spirit.

There is that black stone in my inner world, and the literary spirit has undergone a very exaggerated tempering, and the quality has been raised to a very high level.

The amount of Wen Qi surpassed that of monks of the same realm by more than five times.

In other words, two and a half scholars can write such a poem together.

However, Han Zhou felt that his Wenshan might have become higher again.

Otherwise, even if he is five times more literary than a cultivator who has reached the realm, he will not be able to write six-fold Wenshan poems.

Possibly, his writing style is thicker?

Wen Qi burned wildly and turned into ink.

These ink blots did not become a character.

Lines are drawn in the air, depicting a golden platform with a width of one foot.

On the golden platform, a sword hangs high.

Carrying Yulong to die for the king, Yulong is a famous sword.

So, this poem summons the Golden Terrace, and the Jade Dragon Sword?
The Golden Terrace was built by King Zhao in the southeast of Yishui during the Warring States Period. It is said that he once put a large amount of gold on the platform, expressing that he would not hesitate to spend a lot of money to attract the world.

It means that the king has given him generous gifts, so he has to carry the sword and fight for the country.

After realizing the significance of the Golden Terrace and the Jade Dragon, Han Zhou climbed onto the Golden Terrace calmly step by step.

After boarding the golden platform, the Confucian robe on Han Zhou's body radiated golden light and turned into a set of golden armor.

Those who are on stage, throw pens and join the army!

Han Zhou was not surprised that the Confucian robe on his body turned into a golden armor, but raised his hand and grabbed the jade dragon sword hanging on the golden platform.

The sword energy soared into the sky, shining the stars, bestowing the essence of the way of swordsmanship!
Those who hold the sword are invincible and invincible, and they will shine with one sword!
Standing on the golden platform, Han Zhou felt the sword used by the immortal cultivator for the first time.

"Oh I see."

At this moment, Han Zhou felt the swordsmanship of the Nascent Soul Stage monster!

"The golden armor faces the enemy, and the sword points to the sky."

"Golden scale loose armor, one hundred and eight thousand swords!"

At the tip of the sword, the five-clawed golden dragon soared into the air, and one hundred and eight thousand scales separated from the body and turned into a sword.

Han Zhou felt that at this moment, the dragon energy of his true self was drawn into the golden dragon's body by this move.

"Black clouds overwhelm the city to destroy it, and Jiaguang opens to the sun's golden scales."

On the other side of the battlefield, Zhang Bairen watched Han Zhou appear on the stage, the Tao on his body was almost visible to the naked eye.

The whole person is stupid.

"Phantom Cloud Formation!"

"Heavenly Punishment Talisman!"

"Thunder calamity!"

"Hunyuan Battle Armor!"

Without any hesitation, Zhang Bairen immediately activated all his skills!

Even his greatest confidence, Thunder Calamity Qi, was directly displayed.

A cultivator swallows pills to advance and does not need to go through a catastrophe, but Zhang Bairen is different from ordinary cultivators. He has cultivated, but he has also reached the level of a catastrophe. gas.

At this time, Zhang Bairen's whole body was covered by a battle armor that looked like an exoskeleton armor.

Thunder calamity billowed, and the activated exoskeleton armor exploded and roared.

The Tianzhu talisman opened the way, and the phantom cloud formation formed in less than three seconds.

Above the sky, one hundred and eight thousand swords descended from the sky.

It turned out that it was not standing on the golden platform to report to the king.

It's the king standing on the golden platform, attracting hundreds of thousands of righteous men, and facing the enemy chiefs with their swords!

The cultivation base of the foundation building stage, and the tricks of the Nascent Soul stage.

The cultivation base of the Golden Core Stage, the means of the Golden Core Stage.

One hundred and eight thousand swords blasted towards the Hunyuan battle armor exoskeleton armor.

Every sword pushes Zhang Bairen back a little, the sword is extinguished, and the fierce deflagration bombards the thunder calamity on the exoskeleton armor.

Lightning and fire collided with each other.

In an instant, on the battlefield, flashes of lightning spread all over the place.

The flames that exploded darkened the sky.

In the entire arena, white lights shone brightly, and those with lower realms couldn't see clearly what happened on the battlefield.

All I could hear was Zhang Bairen yelling, "God!"

"The sky is reversed!"

"Golden Core Stellar Qi Field!"

"Blaster Sword!"

When the rays of light subsided, the Hunyuan Battle Armor on Zhang Bairen's body had shattered, revealing the wiring and broken formations inside.

Obviously obsolete.

But the flying sword in Zhang Bairen's hand had already turned into a broken sword.

All kinds of talismans around him shattered into yellow paper, still burning.

The thunderous calamity had already dissipated like smoke.

As for the main defense of the phantom cloud formation, the formation flag collapsed, leaving only a broken streamer, which proved that a formation once operated here.

Han Zhou on the stage held the sword in his hand: "There are two more times!"

Zhang Bairen took a deep breath: "As long as you survive these two blows, you will only have five levels of Wenshan when you write this poem again? Without the blessing of Chuhong Wenshan, you will not be so strong."

"Oh?" Han Zhou: "Then I will write another war poem that has never been published, and the result will not change."

"Sword, get up!"

"Golden scales open, one hundred and eight thousand swords!"

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It's really hard to hit the first place on the new book list. Seeing that it's about to go up, a book will surpass me by the leader.

Now the comment area does not display the comments of the past two weeks. Four or five thousand follow-ups seem to be seen by no one -_-||
It will be on the shelves in a few days, and it will be off the new book list in two days. I don't know if I can reach the top of the new book list.

Compared with lv1 master Platinum and their trumpet, lv5 is at a disadvantage!
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