Su Ping'an raised his hand and struck the 'Six Meridians Divine Sword', which shattered Luo Feng's sword light, turned it into literary energy again, and dissipated into the void.
This time it was just a trial.
Luo Feng saw that Su Ping'an was calm and blocked his attack as soon as he made a move, and he let out a light sigh, "What kind of method is this? I didn't even feel the surge of Wen Qi, but I blocked the attack?!"
"
But it was strange, and Luo Feng felt a lot more relieved.
At first, he thought that Su Ping'an seemed to be younger than himself. The opponent was just a scholar, so he had to hold back on his actions.
But he didn't expect that the other party was young, actually a scribe, and his strength seemed to be not low, so he could attack freely.
At that moment, Luo Feng was no longer polite. He used his hand to write, and his literary spirit surged around him. He quickly wrote a large golden character in the air in front of him.
Tiger!
"Condensation!"
Following Luo Feng's low shout, the tiger character actually let out a tiger roar in the void, shaking the void.
Immediately afterwards, the word "Tiger" glowed brightly, and then a colorful tiger as big as a tiger suddenly transformed into shape and appeared directly on the street out of thin air.
Seeing this scene, there were also discerning people among the onlookers. Some people exclaimed: "It takes a lot of literary spirit and spiritual power to condense the characters into shape. Even the general literary foundation has a shallow foundation."
Even the master dare not try it easily. He actually did it so easily?!"
These words made Bai Hao, who was watching the battle beside him, couldn't help but said proudly: "That's it, and it doesn't matter who's attendant it is. Of course, my young master's subordinates must have some skills. The other guy named Su, let me remind you,
My attendant is a scholar of music and literature, and calligraphy is just his hobby, so be careful!"
When Su Ping'an heard this, his heart moved, "Double cultivation of piano and calligraphy?!"
Then this Luo Feng is indeed quite powerful!
Before Luo Feng even had a fight, Bai Hao revealed his true identity first, which made him feel helpless and complained: "I told you, who are you? I wouldn't lead you to cause trouble like this!"
Bai Hao grinned, "It's okay, what's there to be afraid of? Anyway, you are in the sixth realm of scribes, and that boy will never be your opponent. Just deal with him as much as you can!"
"..."
Luo Feng was speechless.
As soon as he finished explaining, this guy even revealed his own level of cultivation. He really made a careless friend!
"Sixth realm of scribes? You are worthy of being a descendant of Luo Lie..."
After hearing this, Su Ping'an did not dare to be careless. He also hurriedly mobilized his literary spirit and started painting in the air. He quickly drew an animal about the size of a tiger in the void.
Luo Feng's ability to condense characters into shape has something to do with the strong mental power he has developed through his Qin Dao literary practice.
Although Su Ping'an could do it, it would require a lot of literary energy, which was too disadvantageous for him, so he chose to be more cunning and draw the things he wanted to realize in the air first, which would help him
Save a lot of effort.
Seeing his skillful painting skills, Luo Feng's eyes couldn't help but light up, "Skilled in calligraphy and painting? Interesting!"
One of them is a double major in piano and calligraphy, and the other is a double major in calligraphy and painting.
This is about the same as it is.
Because of this, the competitiveness in Luo Feng's heart gradually became stronger and stronger.
Woof woof woof...
And in this moment, the animals drawn by Su Ping'an in the void had also solidified and materialized, and a burst of dog barking made everyone around him dumbfounded.
"What he manifested was actually a dog?!"
Everyone was confused.
A tiger appeared on the mask. Everyone was thinking before that Su Ping'an couldn't be weak. Instead of manifesting a unicorn or a lion, he had to get a ferocious leopard.
But he actually drew a dog in the end?!
"Miss, look, does that dog look familiar?!"
On one side of the crowd, the maid Huan'er looked at the dog Su Ping'an wore, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.
Liu Qingxi also frowned, feeling that he looked familiar.
I followed everyone around and looked around, and then I saw the "Er Ha" wolf and dog squatting at my feet.
Comparing the two, we can’t say they are alike, they are just the same!
Including the black and white patterns on the body are all the same!
After seeing this, Lang Yigou's face darkened, "Why is this guy still thinking about me when he's fighting? I'm afraid you don't really think I'm your lackey!"
Seemingly feeling the strange atmosphere around him, Su Ping'an said nonchalantly: "What's wrong with the dog? As long as it's easy to use. Xiaolang, come on!"
The faces of the wolf and the dog turned even darker!
Damn it, you even use my name, you are really not a human being!
Although the dog was a bit too "dog", following Su Ping'an's order, the dog was extremely ferocious, and it charged towards Luo Feng's condensed colorful tigers without any weakness at all.
That posture was invisibly similar to that of the wolf and the dog who fought hard to rush into the city in Qingyun County.
Roar!
Luo Feng did not dare to be careless. He waved his sword in his hand and the tiger roared immediately, then bit each other with Su Ping'an's dog.
Woof woof...
Hoho...
The barking of dogs and the roar of tigers could be heard for a while, intertwined together and making it extremely intense.
Tigers and dogs fought equally well. The dog and tiger hairs flew into pieces, and the people around them cheered. Those who didn't know better thought it was a show.
Even when they saw a tiger slapping a dog away, the wolf and the dog gritted their teeth, as if it was him who was slapping him, and they wished they could rush up and tear the tiger to pieces.
But this is ultimately a contest between Su Pingan and Luo Feng.
As the tigers and dogs bit each other, their literary power was quickly consumed, and eventually they collapsed together and dissipated into the void.
Luo Feng then took action again and quickly wrote the word "net" in the air.
As soon as the word "NET" appeared, the light suddenly shone brightly, and then the sky changed, turning into a large and overwhelming net, covering Su Ping'an directly.
Su Ping'an's eyes widened, and then without thinking much, he subconsciously shouted, "Qinglian Earth Core Fire!"
boom!
As his words fell, a stream of blue flames immediately burst out from Su Ping'an's body, erupting into the air like a tsunami.
Seeing this scene, the crowd around them exclaimed, "Qinglian Earth Core Fire? Isn't this Xiao Yan's strange fire in Dou Po?"
"Hey, isn't it true that only the author can cast the magic in the book? How can he use strange fire? Could it be that...he is Su Sheng Xiao Meng?!"
"Ah, he is the author?!"
The people around were shocked.
Su Ping'an accidentally exposed his identity because he was too involved in the battle, but he couldn't care less about it at this time.
As soon as Qinglian's inner fire came out, the blazing high temperature burned every inch of the large net in the sky, and evaporated directly into Wen Qi.
Luo Feng couldn't help but feel novel about such a straightforward counterattack...
