His facial features are three-dimensional and his cheeks are as sharp as a knife.
His eyes are as sharp as a peerless edge.
The pen in his hand is even more vigorous and powerful.
In a moment of swaying, a majestic picture of mountains and rivers is created with breath.
bang bang
Behind him, an old man applauded silently.
"Qingyang, congratulations on breaking through the ninth level of minor star level." The old man is the Holy Master of Jianya Sect.
The knife-cut young man in front of him is Yu Qingyang, the taboo genius who is famous in Lingnan and even in Tianyue Ridge!
He didn't look back and continued painting, with an indifferent expression as usual: "Under the middle star position, there are all ants. What does the ninth level of the small star position mean?"
"Haha, with your ambition, you will be the unparalleled king of Tianyue Ridge in the future." The Holy Lord praised.
Yu Qingyang is not only extremely talented, but also has an exceptionally high vision.
It is difficult to achieve great success in the future.
"What does the Holy Master want from me?" Yu Qingyang asked calmly.
The Holy Lord hesitated for a moment and said: "Xia Qingchen has broken through the small star position."
Yu Qingyang's brush suddenly stopped, leaving a little thick ink on the painting.
He raised his head and looked at the vast mountains ahead.
"If you are worried, I will get rid of him now." The Holy Lord said.
Xia Qingchen grew up too fast.
Two years ago he was an unknown trash, but in the blink of an eye he became a small star and a powerful person.
It has already vaguely threatened Yu Qingyang.
"No need." Yu Qingyang said calmly.
"Why?" The Holy Lord frowned.
Yu Qingyang is not a pedantic person, how could he turn a blind eye to the threat?
"Life is too long and boring, why not amuse yourself with ants?" Yu Qingyang smiled slightly.
The Holy Lord said: "But, he has already killed Wang Quan Sword."
Yu Qingyang was unmoved: "Useless trash, it will die when it dies, why should you regret it?"
"But..." He raised his eyes with a trace of contempt: "It depends on the owner to beat the dog. As the owner, it is appropriate to give him some punishment."
"Bahao slave!"
Swish Swish Swish
Eight people with extremely strong body skills flashed out from nearby and stood neatly in front of Yu Qingyang.
He didn't look back and said calmly: "Go to the Holy Land of Xingyun Sect, take one finger, one eye, one ear from him, and give him a word."
He waved his brush behind him.
The ink poured out, leaving fourteen big characters in front of Bahao Nu
"In life, you need to take things easy, and there is no better way than a mantis to overestimate itself."
What this means is that some people are destined to live in an ignoble existence. Don't imitate the mantis that blocks the car and lead to your own destruction by overestimating your own capabilities.
"Go for it!"
"Yes!" The eight slaves all ducked away.
The Holy Lord shook his head slightly: "To deal with little Xia Qingchen, sending eight slaves is really overqualified and underused."
Bahaonu was a villain who committed evil in Tianyue Ridge in the past.
After Yu Qingyang subdued them all with his own strength, he was shocked by his strength.
From then on, he was willing to be a slave and follow Yu Qingyang.
Yu Qingyang chuckled, then finished the painting with a final touch of brush.
Then, he looked at the Holy Lord and said, "Is that thing ready?"
The Holy Lord nodded: "It's ready, just waiting for you to go."
"I hope I can break through to the middle star position this time!" Yu Qingyang's eyes showed a hint of expectation.
At that time.
Xia Qingchen traveled a long distance and finally arrived at the border of the Western Wilderness.
This place is an endless stretch of desolate mountains.
The trees are exhausted, the essence is thin, and there is no treasure left.
To describe it as Xihuang is just right.
Xia Qingchen moved among the ancient trees, speeding up as a middle star.
In half a day, we can reach the base.
At this moment, Xia Qingchen suddenly heard someone scolding him.
Then there was the sound of crushing trees.
He stepped over and stood on a tall ancient tree, looking down from above.
But I saw a thirty-year-old young man with a beard fighting with a middle-aged man with the body of Maitreya Buddha.
The former has a triple star position, and his attacks are ruthless and tricky.
The middle-aged man swallowed strange inner energy in his palm, and a trace of inner energy spread to the ancient tree, which immediately rotted away.
Ghost Prison Prajna Palm?
Maitreya Buddha is a ghost arhat in the dark moon in his middle age.
However, what Xia Qingchen is more concerned about is that based on his experience, the cultivation level of this ghost arhat is obviously higher than the former.
But it deliberately showed the triple posture of the small star.
The young man had no idea and mistakenly thought that he was on par with him.
"Haha, Maitreya Ghost Arhat, I've heard for a long time that you are the popular person next to the purple-eyed demon girl, and you are very powerful. I didn't expect that, that's all."
The young men fought against each other for hundreds of rounds, and finally "find out" the details of their opponent.
He couldn't help but feel much more relaxed.
Maitreya Ghost Arhat chuckled: "Hua Ziqing, the famous lone traveler in the Western Wilderness, is nothing more than this."
Hua Ziqing smiled slightly: "Really? Then we can decide the outcome with one move!"
His star power and body skills were pushed to the extreme, turning into an afterimage and galloping away.
Maitreya Ghost Arhat smiled and took the initiative to greet him.
He secretly released that level of hidden cultivation.
Xia Qingchen saw it in his eyes and thought it was not good.
That young man is going to fall into the trap.
When the opponent's cultivation level is one level higher than your own, the outcome of the duel will be obvious.
It must end with the death of the young man.
Xia Qingchen tiptoed, jumped down from the tree, and at the same time scolded: "There is a trick, retreat quickly!"
At the same time, Xia Qingchen himself also took action.
Strive to keep the Maitreya ghost Arhat.
However, Maitreya Ghost Arhat is extremely cunning.
Hearing some movement, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and immediately stepped back.
When he saw clearly that it was Xia Qingchen, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Then he took out a ball and threw it on the ground, creating a white mist.
Under the cover of the mist, he escaped quietly.
Xia Qingchen searched for it several times but could not find any trace of it.
"The Ghost Arhat is indeed cunning." Xia Qingchen said with a little regret.
If we kill one more person, it will be the five ghost arhats.
"Who are you?" The bearded young man asked unkindly from behind.
Xia Qingchen turned around and said, "I see unfair people on the road."
He did not know the identity of this person, so he had no intention of exposing his identity as a Holy Land member of the Nebula Sect.
"What a fart!" Hua Ziqing glared at Xia Qingchen with tiger eyes: "The prey you have been killing me for several months has escaped!"
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "Before you blame me, maybe you should think about why such a cautious ghost arhat would confront you head-on."
If you think rationally, you can understand that the ghost arhat is definitely deceitful.
But in the eyes of Hua Ziqing, who had lost his prey, none of this existed.
"Is it a scam? It's my turn to be reminded by a yellow-haired boy like you?" Hua Ziqing snorted angrily and accused: "Do you know how difficult it is to hunt down a ghost arhat?"
Is it difficult?
Fortunately, he has killed four of them.
"How much effort have I put in for today? It's all messed up by you bastard!" Hua Ziqing came over and grabbed his shoulder: "Let's go, I have to take you back and interrogate you, are you from Dark Moon?"
accomplice."
Xia Qingchen shook his head.
I really have nothing to say to such a ungrateful person.