Su Pingan's pupils shrank sharply as he looked at the huge goshawk.
That extremely dangerous aura caused his hormones to explode and his energy and blood to surge.
At this time, the wolf and the dog had also silently arrived behind Su Pingan. It gritted its teeth and said: "Su, why don't you run away? The manifestations of the scribe realm have come out. How can we be so embarrassed just by ourselves?
.Unless you drag the little fox in too..."
Little Fox?!
Lang Yiguan's words made Su Ping'an feel a little moved.
Feng Xiaomian is an eight-tailed celestial fox. Even though his cultivation has been suppressed, since the last breakthrough in Su Ping'an's strength, the little fox has been able to transform into a human.
In other words, her strength has still returned to the level of a commander-level demon. If she takes action, she will definitely be able to deal with the eagle in front of her.
But, do we have to rely on others every time we encounter danger in the future?!
Although Su Pingan is usually aloof, he is never ambiguous on important matters. This was true during the First World War in Qingyun County, and it is true now.
"I want to face this battle by myself, so please step back too!"
Su Ping'an said to Lang Yi Quan without looking back.
Hearing his words, both the wolf and the dog were stunned.
Is this the same Su boy who was just idle, not doing his job all day long, and causing trouble everywhere?!
When did he become so talented?!
"Oh, then you go and die, Master Gou won't accompany you anymore!"
Lang Yiquan looked at Su Ping'an with admiration at this moment, but he still didn't want to die.
The embodiment of the literary master realm was beyond his ability to deal with.
It was with this in mind that Su Ping'an asked the wolf and the dog to retreat.
When the wolf and the dog retreated, only the huge goshawk and Su Pingan were left facing each other on the lake.
One is in the sky, with demonic flames towering into the sky, as huge as a building;
One is standing alone on the lake, as small as a sapling.
This scene fell into the eyes of those watching the battle, and they couldn't help but enter Su Ping'an's perspective. They immediately felt a sense of despair and found it difficult to breathe.
"Is he going to fight against the embodiment of the literary master realm alone?!"
"How can he win? There is a gap of five realms!"
"Su Sheng Xiaomeng, what on earth is he going to do?!" Beside her, Liu Qingxi clenched her pink fist tightly. The handkerchief in her hand had already been crushed into rags by her. Her heart was also in her throat, and she wanted to speak.
She persuaded Su Ping'an to admit defeat if it didn't work, but seeing the latter's determined expression at this time, she didn't know how to speak for a while.
What's more, there is no room for retreat from Sun Jiufang's challenge.
To admit defeat is to waste one's literary spirit.
Therefore, we cannot retreat from this battle, we can only fight to the end!
The little fox looked at Su Pingan at this moment, and her face rarely put away the contemptuous smile before. This was the first time she saw Su Pingan like this.
Be serious, determined, move forward without fear!
"No wonder the old man, the Confucian sage, took a fancy to him. This guy is not as bad as I thought before..."
There was a smile in the corners of the little fox's eyes, and a strange light shone in his eyes.
…
"Su Sheng Xiaomeng, it's too late for you to admit defeat now. If you destroy the Wenqi and Wenxin trees, you can at least have one life left. But if you continue to persist, it will be difficult for me to ensure that you can survive when I take action. Ahem...
"
Behind, on the pontoon.
As soon as Sun Jiufang finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing again, and another trace of blood came out of the corner of his mouth.
The previous painting was destroyed, and he was seriously injured. Now that he has wasted so much energy to achieve the level of a literary master, he is almost at his limit.
If he continues to fight Su Ping'an, even if he wins, he will probably have his foundation damaged and will have to cultivate for a year and a half.
That's why he persuaded Su Ping'an to admit defeat.
When Su Ping'an heard this, the corners of his mouth turned up. Then he slowly raised the Xuan Zhong ruler in his hand, pointed it at Goshawk and Sun Jiufang behind him, and said solemnly: "There is no such word as surrender here.
Only fight!"
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ping'an took the lead.
The majestic literary energy, like an erupting tsunami, was poured into the Xuan Zhong ruler in his hand. He faced the goshawk in the sky and struck out the previous blow again.
The Flame Devouring Wave Ruler!
Whoosh!
The sharp light was like a sword, drawing an arc in the sky, and then it came to the front of the goshawk in an instant.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities. Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Sun Jiufang shouted low, and with a surge of Wenqi in his hand, Goshawk also used it. The steel-like eagle claws suddenly opened, and when he reached forward, the eagle claws were like mountains, and he directly hit the incoming sword light.
boom!
There was another explosion, and the sky was filled with endless roars.
Powerful energy exploded in the void, setting off a storm.
After the explosion, the light in the sky disappeared, and the giant eagle's claws seemed to have been chopped off, but in an instant, Sun Jiufang used Wen Qi to repair them again, and the eagle's claws instantly returned to their original state.
Phew!
Pained by the blow, the giant eagle looked up to the sky and screamed, then opened its huge wings. The air around it was immediately evacuated, and then turned into a strong wind, directly rolling towards Su Ping'an's location.
Under the strong wind, sand and rocks were flying, and the lake water was mixed with mud and covered the sky, making it very difficult for people to hide.
"Fighting energy turns into wings!"
Su Ping'an whispered silently, and a pair of light wings suddenly formed behind him. Then he jumped forward and was in the air in an instant. He avoided the attack. He followed him and immediately struck back, using eight spells in the void.
Extremely collapsed, like a ghost, he suddenly passed through the goshawk's wings and killed Sun Jiufang directly behind him.
Capture the thief and capture the king!
Although the manifest Goshawk is powerful, Sun Jiufang who controls it does not have amazing combat power.
He is just a painter, and all his attack methods are based on paintings, so as long as he is killed, Goshawk will naturally be defeated!
"Suck palm!"
As soon as Su Ping'an passed through the goshawk's wings, he immediately used another secret skill of 'Xiao Yan', sucking the palm.
The cultural energy turned into a whirlpool and released a powerful pull, which was about to suck Sun Jiufang from the pontoon.
Sun Jiufang was caught off guard, his face changed drastically, his body was sucked and kept sliding forward, and he was obviously about to lose control and fly out.
He knew very well that once he was controlled by Su Pingan, the battle would be over.
However, Sun Jiufang seemed to have already had a countermeasure. When he was trying to resist Su Ping'an's sucking palm, he waved his hand quickly, and another four scrolls floating behind him suddenly opened up.
As soon as the scroll was opened, the suction force sucking the palm was immediately blocked.
Su Ping'an was surprised and took a closer look, only to see that Sun Jiufang's painting was a landscape painting.
The mountains are as high as mountains and the water flows like rivers!