Chapter 595

Seeing that it was Tang Xuan, Princess Shen Ce felt relieved for some reason.

"Master Tang, I disappoint you!"

Princess Shen Ce looked lonely.

In front of everyone, the second place on the Immortal Painting List lost to the third place on the Immortal Painting List.

Her Taoism suffered a serious blow.

Tang Xuan smiled slightly.

"You lost because of the paintbrush, not because of your strength! If you had that paintbrush, you could easily kill him in seconds!"

"Finally, you respect me very much, so I'll give you a paintbrush as a thank you gift!"

After saying that, Tang Xuan waved his sleeves and walked over.

"I'll take over this round, okay?"

The ink-splashing scholar raised his eyebrows.

"Hahaha, okay, I can't wait to abuse you, let's start a new round!"

Tang Xuan smiled and said, "No, I'm afraid of trouble. Princess Shen Ce has already drawn the outline, so I'll continue according to her!"

As he said that, he pointed to the outline of the palace on the drawing paper.

"What..."

The ink-splashing scholar was stunned at first, and then a smile appeared on his lips.

The others exclaimed.

"What, we are going to continue the competition according to the paintings of Princess Shen Ce?"

"Are you crazy? Her paintings have already been tainted with the aura of defeat. If she continues to paint, she will die!"

"This is too arrogant!"

Princess Shen Ce looked anxious.

"Master Tang, no, the lines of my paintings are already messy, and it is impossible to continue painting!"

Tang Xuan smiled slightly.

"You are standing up for me in this round, and I should also defeat him with your help!"

Princess Shen Ce opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

Tang Xuan's painting skills are indeed amazing, and he has reached the level of returning to the truth and the supreme state of mind.

But the ink-splashing scholar is not only powerful, but also holds Yuhu Qinghao, one of the three magic pens, and his strength has far exceeded his own.

Tang Xuan went all out, and perhaps there was a chance of winning.

Now he has to fight with the painting of the loser. Isn't this putting himself in a dead end?

The ink-splashing scholar waved his hand proudly.

"Haha, are you trying to pave the way for your own failure?"

He narrowed his eyes, flashing with deep disdain.

"If you lose later, will you find a reason to say that I won unfairly? Don't worry, I won't give you this opportunity. Let's start again. I want to defeat you fairly!"

Tang Xuan smiled and shook his head.

"Why should I take defeating you seriously!"

The ink-splashing scholar raised the Jade Lake Green Hair in his hand and said lightly: "Do you look down on me, or do you look down on the Jade Lake Green Hair, one of the three magic pens?"

Tang Xuan put his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent.

"In my eyes, there is no difference!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

"Oh my god, this tone is too arrogant!"

"Yes, the ink-splashing scholar is the third strongest person on the Immortal Painting List. Now he has the Jade Lake Green Hair, one of the three magic pens, which can directly attack the enemy's soul. No matter how strong his painting skills are, he can't win!"

"Underestimating the enemy is a taboo in any art. A lion fighting a rabbit still needs to use all its strength. Being too arrogant is a way to die!"

In the crowd, a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the magic brush Ma Liang.

"Where did this trash come from? What a waste of time!"

He glanced at Tang Xuan and lost interest.

"Jade Lake Green Hair? Interesting, but it's a pity that it's not as good as my Return to Nature Brush!"

On the square!

The atmosphere was solemn.

Tang Xuan was relaxed, Princess Shen Ce was anxious, but the ink-splashing scholar was complacent.

"Okay, do you have to do this!"

Tang Xuan waved his sleeves.

"Let's get started, don't waste time!"

The ink-splashing scholar stopped talking, and a strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"There is a road to heaven, but you don't take it. There is no door to hell, so you break in. Lord of the sky, you are looking for death, and you can't blame others!"

Tang Xuan chuckled.

"It's more interesting to give you a little hope, otherwise I will be very lonely, after all, I am too invincible!"

The ink-splashing scholar snorted angrily.

"You dare to be stubborn when you are about to die, then I will let you see the horror of Yuhu Qinghao!"

He waved the brush directly, and the empty painting was constantly dyed with color.

Black airflows were released from Yuhu Qinghao and poured into Tang Xuan's drawing paper fiercely.

Sizzle!

The drawing paper could not withstand the impact of Yuhu Qinghao and immediately broke into pieces.

At the same time, the black airflow penetrated the drawing paper and attacked Tang Xuan's soul sea.

"Master Tang, be careful, focus on the entrance, don't be affected!"

Princess Shen Ce had just suffered from Yu Hu Qing Hao, and knew how terrible its power was, so she shouted immediately.

The ink-splashing scholar grinned.

"It's too late, he has been hit by Yu Hu Qing Hao's painting soul power, I will tear his soul sea apart completely!"

He swung Yu Hu Qing Hao fiercely, and the terrible soul power turned intoRaging waves enveloped Tang Xuan.

The ink-splashing scholar said coldly.

"The real power of the Jade Lake Green Hair is that it can tear apart the opponent's soul power, and then use the soul power as ink to add color to my painting!"

He raised the Jade Lake Green Hair and tapped it heavily on the painting.

The painting kept wriggling, emitting ripples.

A magnificent palace slowly emerged.

"What a beautiful color, Lord of Against the Sky, the color of your soul power really satisfies me!"

The ink-splashing scholar laughed wildly.

"I have never seen such a beautiful color. Oh, by the way, now you can no longer hear or see anything. You are just a living dead!"

The power of the Jade Lake Green Hair completely devoured Tang Xuan's body.

Everyone was awed.

"What a terrible brush, it can actually use the opponent's soul as ink!"

"It is worthy of being one of the three magic pens. Even a figure like the head of the Tang family can't resist it!"

"This round is completely over. Poor head of the Tang family, I thought he could resist for a while, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable!"

"This is normal. The three magic pens are known as the supreme pens of ten thousand pens. Even the top god king may not be able to resist it!"

"It's over!"

As the ink-splashing scholar's painting gradually completed, a layer of gloomy clouds shrouded the entire square.

Princess Shen Ce looked sad.

Sure enough, in front of Yuhu Qinghao, even a figure like Tang Xuan had no power to fight back.

The gap is too big!

How can personal strength be comparable to treasures?

The entire square was dead silent, leaving only the ink-splashing scholar's proud laughter.

"Hahaha, there is only one last stroke left. As long as this stroke falls, everything will be over!"

As he said this, he slowly raised the Jade Lake Green Hair and prepared to write.

At this moment, a calm voice sounded.

"You are too happy too early!"

The light of the Jade Lake Green Hair surrounding Tang Xuan's body instantly collapsed.

The ink-splashing scholar's chest was struck by lightning, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"What, how is it possible, your soul has not been shattered yet?"

The light dissipated, and Tang Xuan stood quietly with boundless divine light in his eyes, not affected at all.

"A mere pen is worthy of shaking my soul power? Ridiculous..."

Tang Xuan shook his head slightly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a pen flew into his hand.

Then, a stroke fell.

"Waving sleeves, the wind and clouds are gone, hands behind the back, the world is settled, the mountains and rivers are sinking, the yellow is the painting, rise..."

With a sound, the painting in front of Tang Xuan was suspended in the air.

Instantly, the nine heavens were shaken, the holy light illuminated the sky, and the avenue resonated.

All the warriors' hearts trembled, and they couldn't help but show horror.

"This is..."

Before the exclamation sounded, the sound of explosion came.

Boom!

The painting in front of the ink-splashing scholar, which was still one stroke short of completion, collapsed with a loud bang.

"Ah!"

With a scream, the ink-splashing scholar flew out and fell heavily to the ground, cutting a deep gully on the ground with his face.

The gully was full of blood.

Princess Shen Ce looked at the painting with thousands of golden lights, her eyes wide open.

"That is... the resonance of heaven and earth, infinite imagery!"