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Chapter 148 Is it over?

As soon as the thought of wolf and dog came to an end, Sun Jiufang answered him with practical actions.

"Kill that dog!"

Sun Jiufang gritted his teeth and immediately gave orders to the two tigers that jumped out of the painting.

His hatred for this dog now even exceeds that of Su Ping'an.

The most important reason is that he, a dignified student of the Wen Palace of Daming Prefecture, a painting and literary cultivator at the seventh level of scribes, was actually bitten by a dog. It would be too embarrassing to spread this news.

So in order to regain his face, he must kill the dog first!

Hoho!

After receiving the order, the two tigers roared together, then flew up, stepped on the lake, walked in the air, and pounced on the wolf and dog that were still running wildly on the lake.

During the action, the two tigers were astonishingly powerful, exuding strong animal power in every move. They were so frightened that even some wild dogs, chickens and ducks on the street were so frightened that they crawled on the ground and did not dare to move.

"Fuck!"

After all, a wolf and a dog are not ordinary animals, so they will naturally not be intimidated by the power of beasts.

But when he saw that the two tigers were really coming towards him, he was so frightened that he immediately ran towards Su Pingan. As he ran, he sent a message to Su Pingan: "Boss, save me.

!”

When Su Ping'an saw that they were just two demonic tigers, he immediately slapped his chest and said through a message: "Hold on, Xiaolang, watch me draw to save you!"

Isn’t it just painting? Who can’t do it?

Su Ping'an was very confident. He immediately took out his red sandalwood wolf brush, waved his hand and started painting with literary style in the void. What he painted was none other than the big monster in "Xiao Qian", the tree demon grandma!

Grandma Dryad's record is still amazing.

When he was in Qingyun County, it was the appearance of the Dryad Granny that defeated Fang Zixu, and later made many military exploits. This is also a monster that Su Ping'an is familiar with, so he thought of it immediately.

Moreover, Grandma Dryad is also easier to draw. The entire body is a thousand-year-old tree spirit, and the large lines can be drawn to form branches and tongues.

After the painting was successful, he poured the literary spirit into it again and it was done, "Condensation!"

Wow…

As Su Ping'an shouted, the tree demon grandma immediately appeared in the sky. With its huge body, coupled with the dancing branches and thick tongue, in terms of shape alone, it was much more powerful and scary than the two tigers.

When the wolf and the dog saw that what Su Pingan drew was so horrifying, they immediately trotted up behind Su Pingan, and then said in a dog-licking manner: "Boss, you are awesome!"

The next moment, the two tigers immediately faced off against the tree demon grandma.

One party is a great demon in the book, with extraordinary strength.

On one side is the demon tiger condensed in the painting, with astonishing power.

As soon as the two met, they were together in the blink of an eye.

The two tigers didn't know what it meant to be afraid of the Dryad Grandma, so they roared and charged forward.

The branches of Grandma Dryad flew all over the sky and intertwined into a large net, which immediately covered the two tigers and planned to capture them alive.

Su Ping'an even felt that he was stable, "You two little-brained tigers still want to fuck my tree demon grandma, you are so desperate! Xiao Lang, do you think these two tigers are delicious roasted or braised?

How delicious is it?!”

Wolf and dog are also very good at maneuvering. When he saw the dryad grandma supporting him, he was no longer afraid. He stood on the boat with Su Ping'an and commented seriously with a grin on his face: "Boss, this tiger meat barbecue

Neither the braised ones nor the braised ones are delicious. It will make your teeth full of pain, so why not stew the soup? Drinking the soup is a great supplement!”

"Well, that makes sense, then let's make some soup!"

Listening to Su Ping'an talking to himself there, the dog next to him barked in agreement from time to time. The snarling look made Sun Jiufang's face so gloomy that he almost shed tears.

"Hmph, okay, I want to see how you catch them and make soup. Kill them for me!"

Then Sun Jiufang gave a sharp shout.

The two tigers that were originally trembling with the tree demon grandma seemed to have suddenly taken a powerful pill. The demonic power on their bodies suddenly became stronger. They were trapped and unable to move, but suddenly the demonic power surged, and the branches were broken.

They were all broken, and then the tiger's claws tore at the branches all over the sky.

Swish, swish, swish... Just like cutting tofu with a knife, the branches collapsed one after another in just two strokes and disappeared instantly.

"Um?"

Su Pingan's eyes widened when he saw this scene.

Why was the situation that was supposed to win suddenly reversed?

Wolf Yi Quan then patted the dog's head and reminded him in a sober voice: "Oh, boss, that guy's tiger appeared from his own painting. His painting is serious and has been recognized by the audience and has accumulated literary talent. That's it."

This quality is at least at the golden level. Just like your books, after receiving the blessing of literary style, they can no longer be treated as ordinary objects embodied in paintings.

All in all, their quality determines the upper limit of their strength, and the gold quality is already comparable to that of a literary master!"

After hearing what Lang Yigu said, Su Ping'an was shocked, "Fuck, is it really that exaggerated?!"

Su Ping'an really knows how powerful it is now.

Although his tree demon grandma is powerful, it is only a temporary drawing by him, and its strength is also weakened to be equal to his own realm, and it will not be as heaven-defying as written in the book.

But Sun Jiufang's Tiger is different. It is a real work. After feedback from the world and the world, and recognized by countless painting fans, it is already a cultural treasure and can continue to grow.

Gold-level quality works are comparable to literary treasures of a literary master, so as long as Sun Jiufang has enough literary talent, he can let the two tigers exert their strength as a literary master.

This has to be said to be outrageous!

When Su Ping'an was shocked, the two tigers had brutally tore apart the 'Tree Demon Grandma', and the latter turned into thin literary energy again, and then dissipated into the void.

"Didn't you say you wanted to catch them and make soup? Now..."

At this time, Sun Jiufang was surrounded by literary energy and his momentum was great.

He used his will to control the two tigers towards Su Ping'an, and he felt oppressive for a moment.

This scene made the audience on the shore feel a little bit of pressure.

At the same time, this also makes people sigh, the method of painting Taoism and culture is so wonderful and powerful.

If they accumulated a dozen gold-quality scrolls and threw them out at once, who would be their opponent in a single fight?

"What should I do? Now that the opponent's two demon tigers are so powerful, does he still have a chance to win?!"

On the shore, Liu Qingxi couldn't help but become nervous when she saw the situation at this moment, and began to worry about Su Ping'an.

After hearing her words, the little fox next to him smiled slightly and said relaxedly: "Don't worry, if this guy can't even handle this small scene, then he won't be looked at by the old Confucian sage.

Hit. And don’t forget, this guy also has a big killer weapon hidden in his body..."


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