Su Yi's calm words had unquestionable power.

"Three, let me weigh the spectator first!"

The painter's eyes flashed.

He has a tall figure, white robes like snow, handsome and romantic.

At this time, as he spoke, his aura changed.

Boom!

The void trembled violently, and an ink-like flying fairy light rain emerged.

In the picture scroll, the Dao Law is concluded as a budding lotus flower, swaying, as if it can come alive at any time.

A forcing force spreads to the audience like a hurricane.

"With such a heritage and atmosphere, it can also be rated as the first grade in the ancient times, it belongs to no one in all!"

Some ancient Taoist traditions are moving.

They were all big figures on the Ascension Road during their lifetimes. At a glance, they could see that the painter's foundation in the Divine Infant Realm was extremely strong, far exceeding ordinary people.

"Normal, in today's world, all the characters who can set foot in the Ascension Realm for the first time have stayed in the Cave Realm for an unknown number of years, and thus accumulated a huge heritage beyond imagination."

Some older generation whispered, "Besides, these people in this world are all giants of the starry sky. Regardless of their background, spirit, talent, and talent, they are far superior to those in the same realm."

"If it were in the Primordial Era, with the ability of these people, there is no need to worry about not being able to set foot on the road to ascension.

"In the final analysis, they were born in the wrong era before, but now as long as the opportunity comes, they can soar upward, revealing the unimaginable horror."

Many eyes were focused on the painter, trembling.

Before stepping into the Ascension Realm, he already has a solid background at the top level, which makes those dead souls of the ancient Taoism feel amazing.

"Come on, above this sea of clouds, have a good fight!"

Su Yi frowned slightly and smiled.

This old thing, in the past, did not dare to appear in front of him.

But now he dares to be the first to provoke himself, no doubt, after stepping into the Ascension Realm, the artist's confidence has swelled!

"Aren't you going together?"

Su Yi glanced at Fisherman, Deng Zuo, and Yan Daolin.

"No rush."

The fisherman calmly said, "To deal with your master, it is safest to do it slowly."

Under the sky, the artist frowned.

Do you think that you are not his opponent?

"It's okay, today we will part with each other in life and death, no matter how you want to fight, I will help you."

Su Yi smiled and disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, he has come under the sky.

The breath is as indifferent as before, without any edge.

Boom!

The painter shot directly, and the picture scroll around the body rose up in the sky, suppressing it towards Su Yi.

In the picture scroll, the lotus swaying and blooming quietly.

The black feathering rules are intertwined and flow on the petals.

The ultimate beauty, but also the ultimate danger!

There are many deceased spirits in the field with the strength comparable to the Divine Infant Realm.

This power is enough to cause a deadly threat to them!

This blow is enough to kill

And this is also the confidence of the artist who dares to challenge Su Yi one-on-one.

Su Yi did not dodge.

An incomparable dazzling sword light suddenly appeared, and the picture scroll shattered and exploded.

"Guanzhu, you have been fooled, my law of imitating the sky is not so easy to accept!"

The artist laughed.

When the voice sounded, in the bursting scroll, the lotus flower swayed, and countless petals fell, enveloping Su Yi.

Each petal looks soft and beautiful, and when it falls, it turns into the fastest and most violent arc, revealing the violent destruction power.

When thousands of petals fall, that one blow is enough to kill the cultivator of the same realm!

Su Yi snorted, and mysterious and unpredictable Dao light filled his body. No matter how fierce the thousands of petals were, he could never touch Su Yi.

"It's just like that..."

The artist's smile suddenly froze.

Don't hesitate, he shot again.

Crash!

"Condensate!"

The painter's tongue burst into thunder, and a picture scroll turned into an ancient sacred mountain, lying in front of him.

That kind of demeanor caused many exclamations in the audience.

What is even more shocking is Su Yi's combat power.

And the artist only felt a huge force that Peimuo could handle hit, as if the gods lifted Mount Tai and smashed it.

Boom!

Su Yi had already stepped into the air and struck horizontally.

The audience looked sideways at him, and they were all shocked.

"This is the power of the spectator? It's terrifying!"

"No wonder Lord Guan dared to come to battle alone. It turns out that his Taoism can already shake those giants who have set foot on the path of ascension."

the field is boiling.

The eyes of those dead souls in the ancient Taoism flickered, and they were all moved.

Whether it was the battle at the Jiekong Temple or the battle at the Shengong Workshop, the monks all over the world had already realized how unbelievable Su Yi's conduct was.

But when you really see his style in battle, it is still shocking!

Boom!

The clouds shattered and the ten directions trembled.

Under the sky, the battle was fierce.

Paint scrolls or draw thunder, divine flames, torrents, mountains and rivers, or draw fierce birds and beasts, all kinds of peerless giants

Ferocious.

Power is extremely powerful.

Su Yi's counterattack is very simple, or can be said to be overbearing .

At the end, the painter's expression has become extremely solemn, and he dare not hesitate any more, and sacrifice himself.

A gray paintbrush cut like dead wood appeared in the artist's hand.

As his wrist twitched, the edge of the pen tickled in the air.

Click!

Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he threw a fist at him, but his figure shook, his palm and five fingers were slashed, his flesh was split open, and his flesh was blurred.

The spectators were all shocked and nervous.

"Lord, show your sword!"

In the distance, the artist said coldly.

Zhen Xiao Pen!

It is made from the original tree heart of the feather-level heaven and earth treasure "Shen Lei Xuanmu", which can lead to the general trend of heaven and earth and trigger Jiuxiao Lei Gang!

"You don't need to use the sword yet."

Su Yi shook his arm, and as the power of the law of metamorphosis circulated, the **** right hand suddenly recovered as before.

Shhh!

He dashed forward, interpreting the profound meaning of the law of flying light, as fast as a teleportation, and killed the painter.

But Su Yi did not dodge or evade.

Boom!

The thunder was like a waterfall, and it was blasted by a punch.

The painter's face changed suddenly, and he swiped the Zhenxiao brush repeatedly to resolve the blow.

Before he could fight back, Su Yi flashed out of thin air, as if teleporting, he raised his fist and slammed it.

But soon, this rolling thunder waterfall was blasted!

Su Yi's punch was too strong, like a force of smashing bamboo, piercing the sky, and slamming the painter's Zhenxiao brush.

Boom!

The Zhenxiao Pen, which was filled with chaotic aura, trembled violently. After all, it failed to block Su Yi's punch and was directly blasted away.

Su Yi's fists remained unabated, and slammed into the painter's chest, and his body protection magic weapon and qi exploded with it.

At that moment, I don't know how many protective instruments exploded, bursting with dazzling debris and light rain.

And the artist was blasted upside down!

The audience trembled, and I don't know how many people were stunned.

Su Yi's punch, abruptly punched a world-breaking and invincible aura! Powerful enough to be terrifying!

Even the dead spirits of the ancient Taoism, as well as the contemporary figures of the ascension realm such as Zhong Tianquan and Zhou Hanshan, have all changed.

This is totally unexpected.

Su Yi's powerful and domineering methods completely shocked the audience at this moment.