Chapter five hundred and eighty second shocking masterpiece
"Stupid thing, we don't want to know who you are, because you will be torn into pieces by me later."
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Lin Fan rolled his eyes, why are these guys so uncooperative.
"Listen carefully, I am Lin Fan, the great human emperor who shines brightly in all directions and is the hero in the hearts of countless creatures of all races." Lin Fan flicked his sleeves, raised his chin slightly, and said with a proud look on his face.
"die!"
As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, the fatal scholar took action instantly. With a flick of his wrist, he spread out the scroll in his hand and used his hand as a pen to write on the scroll.
Then with a flick of his finger, the word "kill" was written, exuding strong killing intent, and every stroke was vigorous and powerful, heading towards Lin Fan to kill.
"The scholar was so angry that he laid down millions of corpses. You, the human race Lin Fan, will add another unjust soul to the vast volume in the hands of the scholar who killed me today."
The life-killing scholar is a member of the Confucian clan, but he follows the path of killing. He writes as if there are ghosts and gods, shaking the heaven and earth, killing all the young people in the blink of an eye.
"As poor as you are, you can only write one word. Look at the power of the great emperor of my race." Lin Fan kept flashing.
All techniques are inseparable from magic power, but today Lin Fan is going to let everyone see how powerful he is.
"Don't be so presumptuous." Seeing this guy dare to humiliate his talent, the deadly scholar shouted loudly and kept writing with his fingers.
town!
die!
In an instant, two big characters were written with sharp strokes. Each word twisted and floated in the void, and every stroke was like a giant dragon.
"Humph, you're a trivial person, but you dare to be so presumptuous. I'm going to teach you a lesson today."
Lin Fan's body was like a swimming dragon, unpredictable. He stretched out a finger and wrote repeatedly in the void.
"You, an ignorant and backward human race, dare to compete with my Confucian race. You are simply bringing humiliation upon yourself. Today I will let you know how high the sky is and how high it is." The fatal scholar was angry, and with every stroke, the void shook slightly.
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Astonishingly talented and brilliant, as the deadly scholar continued to write, the aura of the vast book became stronger and stronger, and even formed a Confucian god wearing a white robe.
With a stroke of Confucianism, the heaven and earth shook, and countless poems flew all over the sky, turning into a heavenly weapon that could kill Xiaoxiao's generation.
"Brother Duo has not been poetic for a long time. Let's not disturb him at this moment, but we can take a look." Luo Yi's eyes flashed, and he calmed down at this moment.
The opponent's aura is extremely obscure, and it is impossible to see through the opponent's cultivation level. It is better to let the deadly scholar test the opponent's depth.
And Luo Yi was not the only one who had this idea, everyone had the same idea.
"Elder, what are they doing? Why don't they take action?" Hongyun asked.
"They are testing him. As soon as he falls to the disadvantage, he will be torn into pieces by them in an instant," Yunhe said.
"What should we do?" Hongyun couldn't help but become anxious at this moment.
"There is no way, but how can he compete with the Confucian people in talent? This is undoubtedly because he has already lost half the battle at the beginning." Yunhe said worriedly.
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At this moment, Lin Fan was furious. He didn't expect that the others didn't take action, but it was fine, just show off his knowledge and let this deadly scholar know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is.
"Wen Neng controls lolita with his pen, Wu Neng orders people in bed..."
"Compared with me, you will never live or die." The deadly scholar roared angrily and wrote a vast amount of pages. However, when he looked up at Lin Fan, his expression changed.
Although these two sentences only have fourteen words, the power formed by them is actually comparable to the hundreds of words of poetry he wrote.
"Impossible...absolutely impossible." The fatal scholar's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he immersed himself in writing again.
However, Lin Fan's movements did not stop and continued.
"If you advance, you can bully your body and suppress the shot. If you retreat, you can raise your butt and welcome the crowd."
When Lin Fan finished writing the last word, a vast force rushed towards him. The scholar's expression changed drastically and he took a few steps back.
"How can you possibly compare to me?" The deadly scholar roared with red eyes.
"The vast scrolls, the talents soaring to the sky, and the might of all saints."
The power of the vast scroll increased steadily, and countless white Confucian gods flew out. Each Confucian god was writing hard, and the power gathered into a river and rushed towards Lin Fan.
"What the hell? Is there any difference between this and mana? They are all the same." Lin Fan felt helpless when he felt this power, but looking at the appearance of the deadly scholar at this moment, he also shook his head. In this case, then
Complete this earth-shattering poem.
"Hongyun, where did you meet this friend? You are obviously not a Confucian, but you only wrote twenty-eight characters and you suppressed the deadly scholar." Yunhe was shocked when he saw this scene.
Hongyun's eyes were shining as he looked into the distance. Lin Fan, whose aura was rising like the sun and rising like a giant dragon, was extremely curious in his heart.
What kind of person is this to have such abilities?
"At the top, you can straighten a man with your hips bent, and at the bottom, you can hold a rotten girl with your waist up."
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"Chrysanthemum Poison Dragon Detective, I met a beautiful woman playing the flute slowly."
In an instant, Lin Fan's writing became larger and larger, and his power became stronger and stronger.
"The poem was written by Lin Fan, the great emperor of the human race who compiled the poem."
boom!
Earth-shattering, the breath is like a dragon.
A violent force burst out from Lin Fan's body and slammed into the fatal scholar.
"Impossible." The deadly scholar couldn't believe it at this moment and vomited three liters of blood.
He didn't expect that he would lose.
With the combined efforts of thousands of Confucian gods, none of them is a match for this human race.
"Hmph, nothing is impossible. This poem that expresses the truth of heaven and earth is beyond the comparison of a sickly little boy like you." Lin Fan stepped forward, his aura enveloped everyone.
Now that his aura is like a rainbow, he naturally wants to pursue victory.
Bang! Bang!
The Haoran scroll in the hands of the fatal scholar seemed to have no words to respond to this poem. He could only express his determination through death, and instantly exploded and turned into ashes.
"My vast scroll." When the fatal scholar saw this scene, his liver and gallbladder were split apart. Unable to bear the blow, he spurted out furious blood and fainted.
"Come on, let's all fight." At this moment, Lin Fan rushed over, flicked his sleeves, and pulled the deadly scholar into the cave.
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PS: Thank you steven0625hao for being the leader. Thank you.