Master Xiu, Please Flop

A major event is happening in the imperial capital of the Tianyuan Dynasty.

And at the moment.

Mo Fan had already prepared tea.

"I'm still short of the last one, to draw this purple sword."

Mo Fan smiled slightly, holding the brush in his hand, and dropped the final stroke of the blue sword, which was the tip of the sword.

With the tip of the sword completed.

Suddenly, the sword in the painting seemed to be real!

Extremely sharp.

It seems to be able to destroy a world with one sword!

This is a peerless sword!

Bai Changsheng, Su Ling and Nan Fangfang looked at the sword in the painting. For a moment, their minds roared, as if the sword in the painting was real!

It is really a peerless sword.

It's overbearing, you can't do it!

People are like swords.

This sword is equivalent to Lord Mo!

If there is a painting with a sword repairman present, you can comprehend the rhyme of kendo on the spot!

The tactics of the predecessors are really terrifying, and hiding this kendo rhyme in the painting is really amazing.

Su Ling stared at the picture scroll for a moment.

This painting is much more valuable than any national treasure of the Tianyuan Dynasty.

Seeing Su Ling's obsessive look, Mo Fan knew that his paintings had attracted Su Ling.

Unexpectedly, this Miss Su is also a gentleman.

"Miss Su, if you like it, I will give it to you!"

Mo Fan smiled softly.

Su Ling was stunned on the spot, a little unresponsive.

Senior wants to give this painting to her?

This……

is this real?

At this moment, Su Ling's heart suddenly rose with immense joy and excitement, and even clenched his small fist excitedly.

"Let me add another sentence for you!"

Mo Fan smiled lightly, holding the brush in his hand, thinking about it, he started to write, and the pen fell astonished.

There is a sentence written next to it.

"A full house of flowers drunk three thousand guests, a sword of frost and cold fourteen states!"

now.

Su Ling was extremely excited and put it in the ring.

After chatting with Mo Fan again, the group left.

...

Just after leaving.

Su Ling thought of something, his eyes flickered, his face changed, and he said, "I know! I know!"

"Quick! Quick! At all costs, arrange the teleportation array and let me return to the headquarters of the Tianyuan Dynasty!"

"That Zixia fairy is afraid that she is not the opponent of the Purple Devil Sword!"

"So, a talented person gave me this painting, which means that I will save Fairy Zixia!"

Su Ling's eyes brightened.

She and Bai Changsheng left quickly.

Nan Fangfang turned and looked at the residence not far away, she took a deep breath.

This matter must be told to the emperor!

She thought to herself.

When she hiked to the foot of the mountain, this turned into a sword light bursting towards the front and disappeared.

...

Tianyuan Dynasty.

Above the imperial capital.

now.

Ninety-nine-nine-eighty-one sword repairmen spouted blood, none of them were the opponents of the sword spirit.

This sword spirit is a blood-haired youth, holding a purple devil sword in his right hand.

The sword was trembling non-stop.

Buzzing.

"I come!"

At this moment, a deep voice resounded suddenly.

Then, below, a figure quickly came towards this side.

"Is the number one master of our Tianyuan Dynasty! Gu Changan!"

Someone shouted, excited again and again.

Gu Changan raised his hand, and suddenly, a red flag appeared in his hand, and a lifelike dragon was painted on this chess piece.

At this moment, he raised his left hand and directly hit the chess piece on this side.

Suddenly, this red flag burst into bright light.

"Roar!"

Immediately afterwards, a dragon chant resounded through the world.

The dragon in this flag turned out to be.

This is a fire dragon, with fire burning all over its body, its teeth and claws dancing.

Rumble!

With the appearance of the fire dragon, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, and the surrounding space seemed to be boiled by the fire, and it was constantly twisting.

Looking at the fire dragon ahead.

There was a curve of disdain on the blood-haired young man's face: "A sword can break everything!"

The voice fell.

laugh!

Suddenly, the Purple Demon Sword in his hand slammed forward.

A horrified sword gas whizzed out.

Go straight to the fire dragon ahead.

Gu Chang'an's expression changed slightly. His cultivation base was in the Cross Tribulation Realm and he was able to enter the Semi-Holy Realm in only half a step.

However, it is half a step, but it is difficult to take a step.

Soon, the two figures kept fighting, and there was a continuous roar in the void.

boom!

gradually.

Gu Changan was gradually at a disadvantage. He was beaten with blood all over his body, and he was not the opponent of the blood-haired youth at all.

"Hahaha! Who else?"

The blood-haired young man gave a long laugh, raised his head, looked at the martial artists around him, and said: "If not, then prepare to slaughter the city! Accept the baptism of my sword!"

at this time.

Not far away, in the void, a shadow came quickly towards this side.

Immediately afterwards.

A beautiful shadow appeared in this space.

After seeing this person, the heart of the martial artist of the entire Tianyuan Dynasty sank directly.

"It's the blood emperor!"

"Blood Emperor, one of the three blood emperors, she is not dead! She is still alive!"

"It's over, they joined hands, no one in the entire Tianyuan Dynasty is their opponent!"

The face of the Lord of the Tianyuan Dynasty also became gloomy.

How can this be done?

Could it be said that the heavens will destroy the Tianyuan dynasty?

Looking at the shadows ahead, the blood-haired young man looked up to the sky and smiled. He looked at the martial artists around him incomparably mischievously, and then walked towards the blood emperor: "Blood emperor, the blood emperor may be worried that you will die! Just come back, you Let me slaughter the city together!"

"Let’s witness my moment of killing the city together!"

"The blood emperor must gather the blood of all the warriors in this city to awaken the evil dragon!"

"And, repair me with blood!"

Fairy Zixia heard this with a dazed expression and looked at the blood-haired youth who was walking. Suddenly, she raised her hands suddenly, and then, she patted forward and patted the latter directly on the shoulder.

Suddenly.

The blood-haired youth's face changed suddenly.

The whole figure flew out directly, and fell heavily to the ground.

He stared blankly at the slim figure floating in the void not far away.

The brain is blank!

What the hell!

"Blood Emperor, you are crazy! You beat yourself!"

The blood-haired youth roared lowly.

Fairy Zixia looked at the front blankly. To be honest, she didn't know why she wanted to attack the blood-haired youth. Then, in her mind, the magical voice sounded again.

Immediately afterwards, Fairy Zixia smiled.

This smile, like a hundred flowers blooming.

She looked at the sword spirit ahead, and whispered: "Sorry, I am not called the Blood Emperor, I am called Fairy Zixia!"

Everyone looked dumbfounded when they heard this.

Zixia Fairy!

Isn't she the blood emperor?

How come you claim to be a fairy Zixia?

The blood-haired youth is even more confused!

Nima!

Zixia Fairy?

What the hell?

"Blood Emperor..."

The blood-haired youth was about to speak.

"I said, my name is Fairy Zixia, don't you understand human words?" Fairy Zixia frowned.