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"Six grades of painting!"
"It's done, it's finished as a sixth grade painting!"
"Congratulations to Master Lu, the painting has reached the sixth rank!"
"Haha, as expected of Master Lu!"
""
Seeing this, everyone congratulated one after another.
Master Lu smiled, with the attitude of a master, looking back at everyone, and expressing his thanks one by one.
Immediately afterwards, Master Lu looked up at Bu Feifan on the right.
At this moment, Bu Feifan's painting is only one step away.
However, there is not a trace of "painting light" blooming in the pictures he made.
When Master Lu saw this, his eyes showed disdain, and he sneered, "You brazen kid, I thought you had some extraordinary posture on the 'Painting Dao', don't think about it, you don't even have a layer of 'Painting Light'!"
"Master Lu is right, I think this kid is probably here to tease Lord Long on purpose!"
"That's right, such a villain has no sense of shame!"
"Hmph, you really are a bluffer!"
"After a painting is completed, a layer of 'painting light' has not yet bloomed, and you dare to speak nonsense, really reckless!"
"Shameless, ignorant child!"
"Don't be ashamed, ask for trouble!"
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At this time, the rest of the people in the hall also set their eyes on Bu Feifan one after another, and began to ridicule him.
Bu Feifan's previous statement seemed to be full of confidence, so everyone thought that his attainments in the 'Painting Dao' were also extraordinary.
Therefore, before, everyone was more or less concerned about Bu Feifan's painting.
It's just that, as the visions of Master Lu's paintings appeared one after another, Bu Feifan's painting was completely silent. Slowly, most of the people's attention was devoted to Master Lu's paintings.
"Youyou are villainsyou are ignorant children who are bluffing and deceiving!"
Nie Xiaoqian was standing not far away, holding the corners of her clothes tightly with her hands, and was looking at Bu Feifan with a worried expression on her face. Suddenly, when she heard everyone's cynicism towards Bu Feifan, she was immediately annoyed, and defended herself anxiously and angrily. An extraordinary step.
"Hmph, I'm waiting to talk, how can you, a female spirit, have room to intervene?!"
As soon as Nie Xiaoqian finished speaking, an old man in Chinese clothes suddenly turned cold, and stared at Nie Xiaoqian like lightning.
"That's right, what are you, dare to talk to us like this?!"
A middle-aged man in brocade clothes also hesitated, stood up, and snorted coldly.
"How dare you insult me ??and wait for death?!"
A skinny old man even waved his hand directly, and shot a fierce purple thunder, blasting at Nie Xiaoqian.
Thunder and lightning are the power of the righteous way of heaven and earth, and they are very restrained from spiritual things.
What's more, the skinny old man's cultivation has reached the fairyland!
For a while, before the attack fell, Nie Xiaoqian felt helpless, and her pretty face instantly turned pale.
"You are courting death!"
At this moment, a cold and deep drink suddenly sounded.
Boom!
At the same time, a terrifying atmosphere exploded in the hall, sweeping all directions.
Immediately afterwards, a figure was like lightning, blocking Zi Lei's path towards Nie Xiaoqian.
Immediately, everyone in the hall saw that the figure just threw a punch, and directly blasted the terrifying purple thunder away.
At the same time, a three-foot sword was quietly formed in the void, bursting with endless terrifying sword energy, and strangled the thin old man.
Peng!
The three-foot sword was formed and appeared very abruptly, and the speed was faster than lightning. The thin old man had no time to react, and was directly slashed by the sword.
However, when the three-foot sword fell on him, a layer of white light appeared on his body, dissipating 70% to 80% of the sword's power.
However, the remaining 20-30% of the power still caused the old man to be severely injured as if struck by lightning.
Immediately, the old man spat out blood as if struck by lightning.
At the same time, his body also staggered and flew backwards, hitting a pillar of the Panlong Temple.
Boom!
For a moment, the hall trembled slightly.
Phew!
At this time, the three-foot sword could not kill with one blow, and turned his head wrapped in fear.The terrifying sword energy continued to strangle the thin old man.
Seeing it, the three-foot sword was about to fall on the neck of the old man who was lying on the ground and hadn't recovered for a while.
At this moment, a cold and majestic voice sounded¡ª¡ª
"Presumptuous!"
Immediately afterwards, a golden light flashed and hit the three-foot sword, shattering it instantly.
"The Dragon King of Three Waters?!"
A cold light flashed in Bu Feifan's eyes, and he looked at the Dragon King of Sanshui Lake.
The three-foot sword was issued by him.
It is the slaying sword evolved from the sixth-grade fairy poem "Swordsman"!
And the golden light that shattered the three-foot sword was shot by the Dragon King of Sanshui Lake.
At this moment, the Dragon King of Sanshui Lake also stared at Bu Feifan who stood in front of Nie Xiaoqian with a cold face, and said angrily, "Boy, you are too presumptuous!"
"Presumptuous?!"
Bu Feifei heard the words, and asked with an angry smile, "Why am I presumptuous?!"
"Isn't it presumptuous to seriously injure the distinguished guests invited by the king in front of the king?!"
The Dragon King of Sanshui Lake stared at Bu Feifan angrily with a livid face.
All the people in the hall are well-known people around Beihuang, they are important relationships he has managed in Beihuang for many years, and they are also distinguished guests invited by him personally.
Now, Bu Feifan beat the old man seriously in front of him, which was tantamount to slapping him hard.
How does this not annoy him? !
If he hadn't been worried about Zhong Kui, he would have struck out at this moment and directly killed the person in front of him.
However, even if he was concerned about Zhong Kui, he had no choice but to come forward at this moment to seek 'justice' for the seriously injured old man.
After all, the old man was injured in front of him. If he didn't come forward to seek 'justice' for the old man, wouldn't it be cold to the hearts of everyone in the hall? !
In this way, wouldn't the relationship he had built for many years be in vain? !
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