The era of national fighting

Yi Zhengwei looked at Tian Lang and said, "I admit that your strength is indeed beyond our imagination. But the background of Tiangong is beyond your imagination.

If we go back without hitting it, it really doesn't make sense.How about this!There is no need for Yuan Jing to do anything.There are masters like us, let's reach out to each other! "

Tian Lang said with a smile: "You are the guests, and I am the host. They say that the guests do whatever they want, and you are trying to overwhelm the host. But I don't bully you, so let's compete! Do you want to fight alone or in a group?" beat?"

Yi Zhengwei smiled and said, "Why don't we have a one-on-one fight first!" A white-clothed man walked off the stage with a smile and said to the lecherous fairy: "I don't know, do you still remember the swordsman who loved painting back then. "

The lecherous fairy said with piercing eyes: "You are Zhang Huahua, the master of both swords and swords."

Zhang Huahua said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to remember me. We fought against each other." Just as the lecherous fairy was about to answer, Wen Hongwen walked out.

Wen Hongwen smiled gently and said: "I have heard for a long time that both swordsmanship and painting are excellent. Not only is the swordsmanship superb, but also the painting skills are superb. Back then, not only one person and one sword, defeated [-] masters of Jianmen, but also made a painting on the spot. It can be described as an eternal masterpiece. .Xiao Kebucai has loved calligraphy since he was a child, and I don’t know if he can be with his predecessors. Painting and calligraphy can be combined, and we can leave a masterpiece together.”

Zhang Huahua said with a smile: "Nowadays, the juniors are all very arrogant. It is very difficult to have a gentleman like you. Well, today I will make friends with the sword and make friends with the painting."

Zhang Huahua drew out a thin sword, and gently pulled a sword flower.He used a sword in his left hand and a paintbrush in his right hand.Wen Hongwen smiled slightly, raised his hand and threw out a roll of rice paper, flicked two wolf hairs with his right finger and nailed the rice paper to the bluestone wall.

Zhang Huahua frowned slightly and said, "Supernatural power with snapping fingers, I never thought you would know this ancient magical skill." As he spoke, he stepped on his feet, came to the bluestone wall, waved his brush, and began to paint.

Wen Hongwen has a gentle complexion, with his feet connected.He also came to the bluestone wall, and with a folding fan in his hand, he tapped the key point on Zhang Huahua's vest.Zhang Huahua raised his rapier and pierced Wen Hongwen's Shenmen acupoint.

Wen Hongwen's figure turned, and the folding fan suddenly opened its pocket towards the rapier. Zhang Huahua's sword flicked and turned into dots of broken flowers, covering Wen Hongwen's whole body.Wen Hongwen showed a smile on his face, advancing instead of retreating.A Langhao brush suddenly appeared in his left hand, and he began to write on the rice paper.

The two of them didn't touch the ground, and they fought while writing and drawing.In a blink of an eye, the two fought against Lily.Wen Hongwen and Zhang Huahua closed their pens at the same time, Zhang Huahua put his sword in his right hand, and the speed was a little faster, and the sky was full of sword flowers.

Wen Hongwen put away the Langhao brush, and suddenly threw the folding fan in his hand into the air.Flicking the ten fingers of both hands, a stock finger swished.

The sword flowers all over the sky suddenly turned into a sword and stabbed straight.

With a smile on his face, Wen Hongwen stretched out the two fingers of his right hand and pinched it lightly.This was a shocking sword that came to an abrupt end.Caught tightly by this pair of fingers.

Zhang Huahua looked up to the sky with a long sigh and said, "I never expected that you possessed two ancient magical skills. My skill is not as good as yours, and this painting and calligraphy are also convincing."

Wen Hongwen opened his fingers lightly, and said with a smile: "It's really a junior's honor to be able to reconcile with senior calligraphy and painting. There is no winner or loser in a calligraphy and painting game, and senior is in the picture."

The leading man in white looked at Tian Lang and said, "The younger generation is really talented. I didn't expect Zhang Huahua to fail to make achievements, and it would be meaningless for others to make a move. Why don't you just come and learn from yours?" Kung Fu. See if your younger generation can really be proud of the Jianghu."

Tian Lang smiled slightly and said, "Haven't you asked senior's name?"

The man in white smiled and said: "I don't have a good name, those stupid big guys over there should still know me." He took off his cloak as he spoke.

The four kings of gold, silver, copper, and iron exclaimed at the same time, "How could it be you, who slaughtered thousands of cities with thousands of hands."

Guan Jingguo said in shock: "Could it be the Tu Wancheng who slaughtered a whole city with bloody hands?"

Tu Wancheng curled his lips and said, "That's right, it's the old man. What a young man, how dare you fight the old man."

Guan Jingguo said loudly: "Young Master Lang is a heinous person. In order to practice bloody magic skills, he slaughtered 10 people in a city, even babies. It is said that he was killed by a mysterious person. Is it because the Heavenly Palace has subdued it?"

Tian Lang looked at Tu Wancheng and said, "Your hands are bloody, so today I will seek justice for those souls in your hands."

Tu Wancheng grinned and said, "I will wring your head off and turn your blood into my nourishment."

Tian Lang snorted, and the black iron sword slashed directly with the sound of wind and thunder.Tu Wancheng didn't use a weapon, his hands turned blood red, and he actually moved towards the treasured sword, and there was a golden sound when the sword and hand met.

Wen Hongwen obviously had a good understanding of the ancient and ancient exercises. He exclaimed: "This is the ancient magical skill Blood Blade Hand. His hands are the sharpest treasured swords, and they are highly poisonous. You must be careful."

Tian Lang performed the Baisheng knife technique, and saw the light of the knife flickering non-stop, slowly forming a huge ball of light.Zhang Huahua looked at it and shook his head and said, "The young people nowadays are getting more and more vigorous one by one. If I were on the field now, I would have already lost."

Tu Wancheng was also very unambiguous, and the blood blade hand used it with all its strength, and every blow was filled with gusts of terror.Even the people on the sidelines felt dizzy after smelling it, let alone Tian Lang who was directly hostile.

Tian Lang's knife gradually slowed down, and he staggered a lot.Tu Wancheng seized the opportunity and reached out to grab the sword.He exhaled in a deep voice, and shouted violently: "Give me a hand."

The precious knife in Tian Lang's hand came out and nailed it to the bluestone wall.Tu Wancheng let out a sneer, and slapped it with his blood-red palms.

A mocking smile suddenly appeared in Tian Lang's eyes, and he directly greeted him with both palms.The two palms intersected, and Tu Wancheng felt two forces, one cold and the other hot, passing through his meridians.

Tu Wancheng desperately wanted to break free, but his four palms were stuck together.Everyone could see that half of Tu Wancheng's body was emitting heat, while the other half was emitting cold air.

Tian Lang suddenly shouted violently, and his skills were brought to the extreme.The four palms separated suddenly, and Tu Wancheng seemed to be drunk.Directly exited a dozen steps.

Half of Tu Wancheng's face was red, and the other half was blue.Pointing at Tian Lang, he said, "Why are you not afraid of my blood poison? What kind of kung fu did you use?"

Tian Lang gasped and said, "Haven't you heard that there is a kind of constitution in this world called invulnerability to all poisons? Unfortunately, I have this kind of constitution. I was born with the ability to overcome you. It's okay to tell you, I use it." It is the palm of ice and fire. Everyone in the world thinks that I come from the sword sect, and the most powerful thing should be the sword technique. In fact, it is the opposite, among all the kung fu taught to me by my master, the sword technique is my weakest link."

Tu Wancheng looked up to the sky with a long smile and said, "I never thought that I would fall here today after all my life. But I didn't lose wrongly, and I was willing to die!" As he spoke, he fell down on his back.

Zhang Huahua looked at Tian Lang and said, "You have passed the test this time, and it won't be so easy next time. You are very good, Wen family boy, and you can be called my little friend." He ordered someone to clean up Tu Wancheng's body. left.

Watching them leave, Tian Lang opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of black blood, wiped his mouth with his hand, and smiled triumphantly.