Emperor Yutianwu

Tian Jue did not choose to wake up the Iron-faced Scholar in the end.

Because he knew very well that with the power Chu Yan showed now, they would not be able to win even with the Iron-faced Scholar.

This time they came here to prevent Qin Qian from dispersing his power, but no one expected Chu Yan to disperse his power.

If they want to win this battle now, they must find a breakthrough.

And the Iron-faced Scholar is their breakthrough.

Everyone is in the Dispersing Power Realm, so they know very well that it is actually difficult to make progress after reaching the Dispersing Power Realm, and once they can make progress, any step is a huge leap.

So the two of them now put their hopes on the Iron-faced Scholar.

The Iron-faced Scholar has been closing his eyes, holding the brush in one hand, but he has not painted for a long time.

There is darkness in front of him, and he can't see the light.

As a painter, or a painter who mainly copies, his paintings are actually very similar, and can even be mistaken for the real thing.

But he was able to draw likenesses mainly because of his eyes. Now that he had lost his eyes, he was a little panicked, even scared.

The sudden darkness made him feel as if he could not draw anything, and he did not know how to draw.

"Draw with your eyes, draw with your heart..."

"Where is the heart's eye? What should a painting drawn with the heart look like? Drawing myself? What do I look like?"

The iron-faced scholar's thoughts were flying wildly.

He suddenly felt a little confused.

He did not know how to start writing.

He recalled what Chu Yan said.

It seemed simple, but it was too difficult to do it.

It is difficult to draw the bones of a tiger, but it is difficult to draw the skin.

Why is it difficult to draw bones?

Bones cannot be seen with the eyes.

You can only feel it with your heart.

The iron-faced scholar thought a little bit.

...

Boom!

On the battlefield.

Chu Yan was a little impatient. He waved his hand, and the Refining Heaven Sword rose into the air, and then suddenly split apart, turning into 8 long swords in a blink of an eye.

However, this time, the eight swords separated and did not become independent attributes. Instead, the eight swords still echoed each other, forming a huge sword formation directly above Chu Yan's head.

As soon as this sword formation was formed, it immediately seemed to split the world into two halves.

Chu Yan raised his head and used a finger as a guide, and the eight swords quickly followed his heart.

This time, the eight swords separated were no longer a single force. He could even control the power transformation of the eight swords and quickly stabbed at Tian Jue and Qilin.

Qilin's face changed, roared, and turned into a huge skeleton Qilin. Then he stepped hard with both feet, directly causing a huge mountain torrent to surge.

Tian Jue turned into a god, he took a step into the air, and gently pressed his palm down.

Crack!

The next moment, the sky collapsed.

The sky seemed to be smashed by Tian Jue, turning into meteorites falling down, quickly engulfing Chu Yan.

Chu Yan stood in it, with a rumble.

He let countless meteorites and mountain torrents bury him.

Puff!

But in an instant, dazzling rays of light appeared among the rocks, and they pierced out from the meteorite in an instant, and the entire meteorite was instantly reduced to dust and scattered.

Chu Yan reappeared.

At this time, the God of War transformed by the Iron-faced Scholar came again.

Chu Yan's finger gently hooked.

Puff!

A refining sword pierced through the back of the God of War, and directly pierced through.

The God of War also exploded and turned into countless ink.

Tian Jue and Qilin gathered together again, with gloomy faces: "Damn, we are both in the San Gong realm, how can he be so much stronger than us?"

Qilin didn't say anything, because he couldn't figure it out. He had always thought that as long as he reached the San Gong realm, he would be almost invincible in the current Genesis Period. As long as he couldn't make a move at the critical point, who could kill him?

He couldn't beat him, at least he could run.

But until he met Chu Yan today, he understood a truth, even if he was in the same San Gong realm, there was still suppression.

There is a world of difference.

Chu Yan waved his hand and looked up at the iron-faced scholar.

He still had his eyes closed, holding the brush in his hand, but he didn't put it down.

This made Chu Yan gradually lose interest. He sighed: "Without eyes, can't you even do basic painting?"

He was a little disappointed. He wanted to verify his idea through the iron-faced scholar, but now it seems that there is no chance.

He can only find the God of Literature later.

He turned to look at Tian Jue and said lightly: "In this case, you can die."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step into the air.

Buzz!

The deafening sound of swords resounded between heaven and earth.

8 swords flew out quickly, and then all followed with long star tails.

Chu Yan went straight into the sky, as if he was going to fly out of the universe. He stopped in mid-air, stretched out his hand, and a sword sounded!

8 swords merged into one.

He looked down at Tian Jue and Qilin, looking down from above.

Tian Jue and Qilin's faces sank.

Because they found out...

It's dawn!

It's like eternal day!

"It's that sword!" Tian Jue said in a low voice: "Retreat!"

Qilin's pupils shrank, and he turned and ran.

The head of the Chen family and the master of the war hall both died under this sword, and he still remembered it clearly.

The two people fled quickly.

However, the two people soon despaired, because they found that no matter how fast they ran, they couldn't escape the speed of the sky covered by the daylight.

In an instant, the two people were swallowed by countless white lights.

"No!!!"

Tian Jue roared: "Chu Yan, you can't kill us! You can't!"

Chu Yan sneered: "You don't appreciate the opportunity given to you to seal the mountain. In this case, don't leave."

Then he held his sword and slashed down.

"No!!!"

The two people roared and tried their best to resist, but it was useless. The white sword light was indestructible, as if it could destroy everything.

Poof!

In the blink of an eye, the bodies of the two people were destroyed and stabbed with thousands of holes.

The souls of the two people flew out, but they were still disintegrating little by little.

"No, no!!! I don't want to die!"

The two of them panicked and were extremely frightened. The feeling of watching themselves die was too terrible.

Click!

But at this moment, a vision appeared.

Whoosh!

A figure flashed forward and suddenly appeared in front of the two people.

"Iron Mask?"

Tian Jue and the other two were shocked.

The tough-faced scholar didn't say a word. He stood in front of the two people and suddenly took out the paintbrush in his hand.

Only this time, he didn't hesitate and waved the brush in his hand quickly.

This time he didn't even take out the drawing board and paper, but started painting directly using the sky and the earth as his base. ?

He still had his eyes closed, but this time the darkness did not make him feel panic, but instead put him in a very special state.

He only felt that his mind was united, and his brush was waving rapidly, never stopping, and extremely confident.

Tian Jue and Qilin were watching from behind, and they were also surprised at this time: "Is he painting himself?"

The tough-faced scholar painted quickly, and a figure soon appeared in the sky.

That figure was so young and handsome.

He is exactly the same as the scholar with the iron mask.

Soon, the painting took shape.

The tough-faced scholar opened his eyes and showed a smile: "Chu Yan, you are right, what I know best in my life is myself. But I have never drawn myself, and I have never been confident enough, but today, you taught me I am the same! I am who I am.”

Chu Yan controlled Yongzhou Jianguang and looked at the scholar with the iron mask: "Then what?"

The tough-faced scholar smiled and said, "You can't hurt me with your sword! Go!"

Whoosh!

The next moment, the figure in the scroll suddenly came to life.

Lifelike.

The two tough-faced scholars, Tian Jue and Qilin, were watching from behind. For a moment, it was difficult to tell which one was real and which one was the person in the painting.

so similar!

But soon, the two of them knew which one was the person in the painting.

Because the moment the person in the painting appeared, his eyes suddenly became filled with anger, and he rushed straight towards the Sword of Heaven.

Tian Jue and Qilin's expressions changed slightly, and they whispered: "Tie Mian, this sword is very strong..."

The iron-faced scholar turned to look at the two of them and said calmly: "I know, so this painting of my body can only buy you two a moment at most. Everything that follows depends on you. From now on, this battle will I won’t be participating.”

Tian Jue and the other two frowned.

Qilin said coldly: "Tiemian? What do you mean? The three of us came together, and Tian Jue is the person in charge this time. Now you say you won't participate if you don't want to participate? Besides, you don't want to participate, you Do you think Chu Yan will agree? "

Qilin almost said that I no longer want to participate...

The key is that Chu Yan won't let me leave.

The iron-faced scholar smiled slightly: "Don't worry, he won't take action against me, and he can't take action against me. I don't think I will be involved in the next creation period for a long time."

Tian Jue and the other two frowned, confused.

At this time, the tough-faced scholar simply ignored the two of them, turned to look at Chu Yan, and slightly cupped his hands: "You and I are enemies, but we are on demand today, thank you!"

Chu Yan controlled the Sword of Eternal Day and pointed it all the way down.

Click!

But the next scene made him frown.

Because he found that his Heaven Refining Sword Technique... was blocked?

In the painting of The Iron-faced Scholar, the avatar directly draws the pen. This time, he is painting himself, using a pen as well, using the pen as a sword. He is very skillful and gorgeous.

boom!

There was a violent roar in the air.

The world is quiet.

Chu Yan's sword light gradually dissipated.

Chu Yan stared at the scholar with iron mask.

Tian Jue and Qilin were overjoyed when they saw this scene: "Blocked it? Tiemian, have you really realized it? Take action and kill him!"

The tough-faced scholar ignored the two of them and looked up into the distance.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a terrifying thunder sound outside the sky.

Then the great creation period fell into darkness.

A golden thunderbolt gathered above the head of the iron-faced scholar.

Everyone's pupils shrank: "Is this... Dao Tribulation?"

Tian Jue was shocked at first, and then immediately realized: "Tie Mian...you, have you enlightened? Have you broken through the critical point?"

The iron-faced scholar nodded slightly: "Chu Yan... is very powerful. Let's not talk about his strength, but his perception and views on the great road far surpass all of us."

After saying this, the scholar with the iron mask looked up at the golden thunder and said calmly: "I am willing to keep all my power within myself and will not take away any power from the universe."

Buzz!

The next moment, the aura of the tough-faced scholar returned and merged into his body, turning into an ordinary person with no aura at all.