The phantoms of the four divine swords killed Wenquxing Sun Ye four times!
No matter how Sun Ye breaks through, how powerful he is, or how unscrupulous he is.
As far as Zhang Zifan was concerned, it was just a sword attack.
Even if Wen Quxing reincarnates and descends to earth, so what?
Even if he is a child of luck and has great luck, so what?
Even if it takes only half a day to break through from an ordinary person to the Qiankun Emperor of Seven Tribulations, so what?
Garbage will always be garbage.
Waste is always waste.
Since it is destined to be a reptile, what difference does it make whether the reptile is larger or smaller?
There are still people in this world who dare to use Zhang Zifan as a whetstone. I have to say that Zhang Zifan admires his courage.
Don’t you want to hone yourself?
He, Zhang Zifan, did as he wished. He not only served as a whetstone, but also gave Sun Ye time and opportunities to grow step by step.
When he gradually grew stronger and thought he could rule the world forever and reflect the heavens, he would be trampled under his feet from the commanding heights.
Moreover, this step is four times in a row.
To deal with such a son of fate who defies heaven, Zhang Zifan wants to completely crush his Taoist heart and crush his pride.
"This emperor said, give you time to grow!"
Looking at the pool of residual ink hiding behind the two Supreme Masters Cen Fuzi and Dan Qiusheng, Zhang Zifan sarcastically said:
"What? Emperor Qiankun of Seven Tribulations is your limit?!"
As he spoke, the human emperor pen in his hand slid gently, and the terrifying pressure of the imperial realm revived again.
These four swords are just shadows of the emperor's weapons, not as sharp as one-tenth of the human emperor's pen.
But even the phantom of the emperor's weapon can't resist it. How can he, Sun Ye, resist the ultimate emperor's weapon - the Human Emperor's Brush?!
"ah!!!"
"This is impossible! This is impossible!"
The remaining ink began to roll, and Sun Ye was resurrected and his body grew again.
It's just that the newly grown body has a weak breath and its face is as pale as paper.
Facing such a powerful and terrifying Zhang Zifan, even though he is the son of destiny, Sun Ye's Taoist heart began to collapse:
"This emperor is the son of luck, and I am the reincarnation of Wenquxing."
"As long as I am still here in Wenyuan Continent, I will remain immortal!"
"Bring the spirit of painting to me!!"
With a roar, the painting energy from Wenyuan Continent once again gathered in Zhaixing Tower, turned into a red-gold dragon body, and sank into Sun Ye's body.
It's just that this time, no matter how many Danqing Qi he absorbed, Sun Ye could never break through.
In order to break through the Seven Tribulations of the Qiankun Emperor, he had burned his soul and overdrawn his potential.
In a short period of time, it will be impossible to break through again.
Moreover, under Zhang Zifan's repeated blows, cracks appeared in that rock-solid Taoist heart.
"Why can't we break through?"
"Why can't we break through? This emperor is the son of luck!"
"Bring the spirit of painting to me!!"
If he can't break through, he can't defeat the white-clothed emperor in front of him. Even if Zhang Zifan doesn't kill him, he will eventually become a lingering inner demon for him.
"puff!!"
After swallowing the Qi of Ten Thousand Dao Danqing, Sun Ye could no longer bear the burden and vomited blood.
"Wen Quxing, stay calm!"
"Wenquxing, you are the son of luck, don't be impulsive!"
Seeing this, Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng, the two supreme masters, waved their hands and injected two beams of spiritual power into Sun Ye's body to help him stabilize the raging spiritual power in his body.
"This fellow Taoist, Wen Quxing, is from Wenyuan Continent. He is the son of fate who was born in response to the calamity."
"He doesn't have any deep grudge against you, so is this a good fight?"
Seeing that Zhang Zifan still refused to stop, Master Cen frowned and said righteously:
"Now that the world has undergone tremendous changes, the ancient supreme being who has been sleeping for tens of millions of years has revived, and the restricted area of life is no longer dormant."
"If I guess correctly, the forbidden area of life will soon launch a dark turmoil again to harvest the creatures on the ten continents."
"Wenquxing is the son of fate, born in response to the calamity. He is the only one who can stop the forbidden area of life, and the only one who can save hundreds of millions of living beings in the ten directions of the continent."
"Don't say that you don't have any deep hatred against him. Even if you do, you should be tolerant for the hundreds of millions of living beings in the Shifang Continent!!"
Looking at Cen Fuzi and Dan Qiusheng, who spoke righteously and uprightly, the corners of Zhang Zifan's mouth raised slightly.
"It's really better to say it than to sing it. If I didn't know the details of you two, I would be really moved by this righteous and awe-inspiring appearance."
How could Zhang Zifan, who had absorbed the memories of the Book Saint from his previous life, not know that these sworn disciples, Dan Qiusheng, were two complete hypocrites?
They say they are launching a dark turmoil to stop the restricted area of life, but what is the reality?
In the last battle a hundred years ago, these two supreme beings actually joined forces with the Life Forbidden Zone and the Demonic Empress Ji Jiufeng to assassinate the Book Saint from behind.
Because he used the god-level disguise technique, Cen Fuzi, Dan Qiusheng and others did not know Zhang Zifan's true appearance.
Only then did he use the righteousness of the common people to beautify himself, hoping that he would spare the life of Na Wenqu star Sun Ye.
"Did you hear that, this emperor is the one who deserves the disaster?"
"Kill this emperor, and no one in this world can stop the restricted area of life."
Seeing that Zhang Zifan really stopped, Sun Ye thought that the other party was afraid and was frightened by the righteousness of the people.
As the embodiment of justice, and the only savior who can stop the restricted area of life, inexplicable self-confidence once again filled every part of his body.
"So what if I am not your opponent?"
"This emperor is the reincarnation of Wenquxing, and what he is good at is poetry and poetry."
"This is the Wenyuan Continent, this is the Wenyuan Conference, and this emperor is the number one scholar who stands out among millions of people!!"
As he spoke, the Taoist heart that had been cracked in his body began to heal again:
"I see that you use words as soldiers and pens as weapons. You must also use books to enter the Tao, and you will be able to follow the path of painting."
"Since you are a painter, you will be surpassed by this emperor sooner or later."
"This emperor is the reincarnation of Wenquxing. No one who practices painting in this world can defeat me!!"
As soon as these words came out, even the Cen Fuzi and Dan Qiusheng beside him felt a little secretly sad.
Although he didn't want to admit it, what Sun Ye said was indeed the truth.
In Wenyuan Continent, who can surpass Wenquxing in the art of painting?
This is also the reason why the two supreme beings would rather go to war with Zhang Zifan than save Sun Ye.
As long as Sun Ye is given time, he will definitely surpass anyone else, even the only being in this ten-party continent who can aspire to be the First Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. ωωw..net
"Give you sunshine and you will shine."
"Give you sea water and you will flood."
Looking at Sun Ye who was high-spirited and regained his confidence, Zhang Zifan finally couldn't help it:
"When I saw that you were the reincarnation of Wenquxing, I couldn't bear to take away your luck, so I didn't take any action and let you win the first prize in this Wenyuan Conference."
"Just remember, I can take everything I can give you!"
As he spoke, with Sun Ye's face full of horror, the Human Emperor Pen spinning in his hand suddenly stopped.
"Since you are known as the Wenquxing, I will not use martial arts to suppress you, but will win with full knowledge and beautiful articles!!"
Looking at Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, who was standing in front of Sun Ye and connected with him, Zhang Zifan picked up his pen and stroked his brush in the boundless void.
"Two supreme beings, if you don't take action now, how long will you wait?"
If he is overpowered in the literary field again, he will no longer be a literary star:
"The three of us will join forces and kill him!!"
Before he finished speaking, Sun Ye, who had regained his strength, waved his hand, and a ten thousand feet wide Mo River surged towards Zhang Zifan.
Seeing this, Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng also used their imperial soldiers to kill Zhang Zifan.
Zhang Zifan held up his pen to let the ink flow, and in his hand the human emperor pen danced like a dragon and a phoenix, and the pen moved like a dragon and a snake, chanting as he danced:
"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return."
As soon as these words were spoken, the avenue roared and visions abounded.
The surging river water falls from the nine heavens, gathers in the boundless void, and turns into the sea.
With just one blow, the ten thousand feet long Black River was swallowed up.
"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening."
As soon as this sentence is chanted, the Taoist rhyme emerges, and the void turns into a Taoist mirror.
The Taoist mirror printed the faces of Cen Fuzi, Dan Qiusheng and Wenquxing Sun Ye.
It's just that these three people all have green silk and white hair, and are old.
Use books to enter the Tao and use words as soldiers.