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Chapter 330 Eighth Grade "Bamboo Stone", Invincible Defense!

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    Finished talking!

    The picture above the void has changed again!

    Just now there was a thunderstorm on the ground, but now there is a strong wind for no reason.

    Hoo hoo

    The endless gust of wind, rising from nowhere, seemed to blow across everything, constantly blowing the bamboo that reached the sky like a pillar of heaven.

    But the bamboo was still standing upright, and even though it was swaying under the strong wind, there was no sign of breaking at all.

    "Not good, all four lines of poems have visions of heaven and earth!"

    "This entry poem has been formed!"

    "Bu Feifei's talent is terrifying, it's not possible to keep it!"

    The four lines of poems all aroused the visions of heaven and earth, people taught Zhong Liquan, Tianmo taught Ouyang Yuntian, and Tianzi Academy Zhu Xi Bansheng, their pupils were full of shock, and their hearts tightened.

    But Bu Feifei's figure suddenly stagnated, stopped backing, and the cold light in his eyes was even worse. The figure was as tall and straight as a bamboo, and said in a deep voice: "This poem is called "Bamboo Stone"!"

    Buzz!

    Above the sky, the literary spirit is turbulent and tumbling, and the pictures are swept away, and the Confucian rhyme echoes, and it also reverberates.

    In a short period of time, it aroused the echo of the Confucianism of the Six Paths!

    "This is an extraordinary step. It turned out to be a sixth-grade fairy poem under the crisis!"

    Zhu Xi Bansheng's pupils shrank, and his eyes were full of shock. The sixth-grade immortal poetry is already enough to be proud of!

    For the first time, Bansheng Zhu Xi felt frightened by Bu Feifan's talent. You must know that Bu Feifan's real realm is just a Jinshi realm!

    "It turned out to be a sixth-grade fairy poem!"

    At this time, Ouyang Yuntian from the Demon Sect also exclaimed in disbelief.

    Although he is not a Confucianism cultivator, he also clearly knows what kind of talent is needed to compose a sixth-grade immortal poem!

    Buzz!

    And when they were shocked, two echoes of Confucian rhyme resounded above the sky again!

    Eight tones of Confucian rhyme echo!

    At this moment, everything seemed to be silent in an instant, only the echoing sound of Confucianism was still swaying in everyone's minds.

    "Eight products hymns!"

    After a while, the man taught Zhong Liquan to speak these words slowly.

    Just uttered four words, but it seemed to be extremely difficult. From this, it can be seen that the shock in his heart!

    But at this moment, Bu Feifan just stood indifferently in the void, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the sky-reaching bamboo, so indestructible and impenetrable.

    Eight products, hymns, at this moment, were made by Bu Feifan!

    The title of this poem is "Bamboo and Stone", and the whole poem reads: "Stay firm on the green hills and not relax,

    The roots were originally in the broken rock.

    ? Remains strong even after thousands of blows,

    Ren Er's southeast and northwest wind.  "

    After the title of the poem is finished, this poem can truly reveal its horror!

    The scenery in the void finally slowly took shape.

    A bamboo tree seems to stand directly between the sky and the earth, straight up to the sky, but its roots are deeply rooted in the ground.

    And on the ground, towering green hills seemed to rise from the ground, deeply surrounding the bamboo.

    If you observe carefully, you can see that this is not surrounding the bamboo, but the rhizome of the bamboo, deeply pierced into the green hill.

    The wind is still raging!

    The bamboo that reached to the sky swayed with the wind, but it did not break, and was deeply rooted in the majestic green hills.

    Boom boom!

    The thunder continued, but the bamboo was in the midst of the thunder, with a faint light on it, and it was unmoved. It really answered the sentence that it was still strong after thousands of blows!

    "No, it's an eighth grade hymn!"

    "This step is so extraordinary, what virtue and ability, it is possible to make an eighth-rank hymn!"

    "This son's talent is actually more terrifying than that of the semi-sage Zhu Xi!"

    All the people present were horrified. They never expected that Bu Feifan would compose an eighth-grade hymn. You must know that even the semi-sage Zhu Xi had to pay attention to the artistic conception in order to compose a hymn!

    Especially those who thought it was only a sixth-grade fairy poem at first, were stunned and stunned in disbelief.

    ? To compose an eighth-grade hymn under such a critical situation, doesn't this mean that Bu has extraordinary talent???Compared to the semi-sage Zhu Xi of the Son of Heaven Academy, he was even more terrifying.

    Zhu Xi is a semi-sage, that is an old-fashioned semi-sage Confucianism!

    "Bu Xiaoyou is so talented!"

    Thousands of ghost kings who watched the battle from the sidelines were quietly relieved to see Bu Feifei make such an eighth-grade hymn.

    "Mr. Bu's talent is enough to shame all Confucianism cultivators in the world."

    Reverend Daoxuan, who was standing with Ghost King Wanqian, gave a sincere admiration, and when he was speaking, he took a look at Semi-Holy Zhu Xi.

    It's a pity that the semi-sage Zhu Xi was in shock and didn't notice Daoxuan's eyes, otherwise, he would definitely vomit blood angrily.

    "This son must not be left behind!"

    Zhu Xi's semi-sage's eyes shone coldly, and he shouted angrily. His talent was actually outmatched by Bu Feifan, and the hatred of Liu Yanchang made him even more indignant.

    "Cut!"

    That day, Ouyang Yuntian of the demon sect also gave a cold shout, turned his hands into knives, and slashed deeply towards Zhou Zhao.

    Whoops!

    In the void, a huge knife shadow emerged, and it seemed to smash Huashan Mountain, and fell deeply. Wherever it passed, even the void was cut with a faint sound.

    Boom!

    However, when this frightening knife landed on the bamboo that was deeply rooted on the green hill, there was a dull sound, and the void vibrated slightly.

    On the majestic green hills, the light shines!

    The figure of the bamboo stands upright, reaching directly above the sky!

    "Watch me kill this son!"

    Tianzi Academy Zhu Xi Bansheng suddenly took out a brush and drew in the air. Mysterious handwriting gradually formed in the void, and the tip of the pen glowed.

    At the same time, the semi-sage Zhu Xi was still in the void, writing a poem quickly.

    In the void, the golden light shines brightly, but it is all caused by the brilliance of the semi-sage Zhu Xi's pen.

    Buzz!

    In an instant, Zhu Xi Bansheng finished his poems and paintings, and with a wave of his palm, the poems and paintings in the void changed dramatically in an instant, like a glutton, heading straight to the sky that goes straight to the sky.  Bamboo away.

    This is actually a combination of poetry and painting made by Zhu Xibansheng, who felt the might of the five sons swallowing the sky.

    I have to say that Zhu Xi, the semi-sage of the Tianzi Academy, does have some skills!

    "Boy, let's see how you defend yourself!" Zhu Xi Bansheng roared ferociously.

    "It's just a shape." The fifth son sneered, disdainful of this, as a glutton, no one knows himself better than him.

    "Roar!"

    In an instant, the Taotie opened its mouth that devoured the sky, roared angrily, and devoured the green hill, including the bamboo, in one mouthful.

    The people who were against Bu Feifei all had happy expressions on their faces, but it only lasted for a moment, and the joy on their faces froze.

    Boom!

    A deafening loud noise erupted suddenly, and the light above the green hill reflected the entire sky in an instant, and turned into flying ash in the midst of the emptiness.

    And the bamboo, the green hills are still the same.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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