He never expected that the 'evil spirit' Black Tiger, which he had spent so much effort to condense, would be discovered by the opponent in such a short period of time.
At that moment, he hurriedly waved the brush to stimulate Wen Qi. With the supplement of Wen Qi, the flesh and blood on Black Tiger's body that had been blown away was quickly repaired by him, and then he stood up majestically.
"Kill him for me!"
Fang Zixu's eyes gradually turned red. He just felt that he could not vent his hatred for Su Pingan, and he felt a little restless in his heart.
The black tiger roared and rushed towards Su Ping'an again.
Su Ping'an saw that the black tiger could not be killed for a while, so he no longer fought hard. He stepped on the waves to dodge, and continued to paint in the void with his brush, and he had already completed most of the painting.
Everyone in the audience looked up and saw that the things he drew seemed huge. They were all large lines, stretching over ten meters. They didn't look like they were drawing people or animals at all.
This made everyone confused, "What on earth is Su Zhangzhang trying to draw? I can't understand it at all?!"
Su Pingan ignored the comments around him and took the time to continue painting.
As soon as the black tiger gets close, he will use Yan Chixia's ability to blow it away.
Seeing that the painting was about to become more and more complete, Fang Zixu's eyes became redder and redder. He gradually lost his mind. At this moment, regardless of the excessive consumption of literary energy, he forcibly activated the literary energy again, and another black tiger appeared in the void.
.
Roar!
The two tigers were in control, and the ring was filled with evil energy for a while. The space for Su Ping'an to move became even smaller.
"Kill me!"
Fang Zixu roared and controlled the two black tigers to kill Su Ping'an.
The two black tigers, one on the left and one on the right, jumped up almost simultaneously after receiving the order, and volleyed down towards Su Ping'an in the center. The gaping bloody mouth even revealed the thick fangs, making people shudder.
Faced with this crisis, Su Pingan was still racing against time to draw in the air. There were more and more lines in front of him, and they even overlapped, making it increasingly difficult to understand.
"careful!"
Liu Qingxi and others in the spectator seats couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw that Su Pingan was unmoved.
Seeing that Su Pingan was about to die under the claws of two black tigers, but at this moment, Su Pingan finally stopped writing and raised his head, then a smile appeared on his face and said: "It's done. Grandma...
Come out!"
As Su Pingan's words fell, the chaotic lines in front of him suddenly became fuller, and then in full view of everyone, those lines instantly turned into tongues that were more than ten words long.
Wow…
Bursts of dense and harsh friction sounds resounded throughout the entire city gate in an instant.
Along with the sound of friction, there was an indistinguishable yin and yang, and the androgynous voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears again, "Hahaha... Grandma is here, who dares to be presumptuous!"
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Mantian's tongue suddenly curled up.
At that moment, it was like an old tree branching out or a wild python shedding its skin.
The huge tongues rolled back and forth, dancing wildly like ocean waves, and struck the two black tigers that had just approached with a snap.
boom!
A bang!
The power of the tongue was so great that the two black tigers were actually exploded and turned into a mass of ink marks, which scattered on the ring.
puff!
Fang Zixu was connected with the energy of the two black tigers. After the black tigers exploded, he felt like he was seriously injured and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
But his eyes were still crazy, and he yelled at Su Pingan: "I don't believe it, I don't believe I will lose to you..."
At this time, everyone in the audience couldn't help but gasped after seeing the thing that Su Ping'an had manifested on the stage, and then they all took a step back.
"Oh, it doesn't matter if Su didn't materialize 'Xiaoqian' out of the chapter, how could he materialize 'Grandma Xiaoqian'!"
"Is this guy just a footman? What we want is 'Xiaoqian'!"
"Zhangzhang Su, please be a human being. Grandma Dryad, I felt scared when I was reading. You actually made this thing out. Aren't you afraid that 'Yan Chixia' will come to you at night?!"
At this time, Su Ping'an stood on the ring, his tongue dancing wildly all over his body. He stood motionless in the center of the ring, looking like a master.
"Grandma Dryad is here, who dares to fight me?"
Su Ping was addicted to sex, and shouted at everyone on stage, which made everyone intimidated for a while!
Even Pei Ziyi, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, changed his expression drastically at this time.
He never expected that Su Pingan would be such a monster and be able to manifest such powerful monsters in the book.
Of course, this was also his oversight.
He forgot that Su Ping'an was a master of calligraphy, painting, and piano. The combination of calligraphy and painting can not only reduce the consumption of literary energy, but also double the power.
This is also the common sense that everyone has used to harm them.
Everyone thought that in battle, ordinary literary cultivators would only use their strongest cultivation to fight against the enemy, but they did not expect that Su Ping'an found another way and used calligraphy and painting together.
Fang Zixu was not unjustly defeated in this battle.
However, at the moment when his body was covered by the tongue around him, Su Ping'an's face suddenly turned pale, and then he lowered his head and coughed out a mouthful of blood, "Oh, Gu Xian is really not something that people with low cultivation can play. Only then is Gu Xian a tree."
The demon grandma almost drained my literary spirit. If I hadn’t drawn the tree demon grandma in advance, wouldn’t I have been sucked to death?!”
Fortunately, the literary heart tree in his body has a strong foundation, and the word "martial arts" is suppressed on it. Otherwise, even if he draws the dryad grandmother in advance, the literary spirit required will be enough to damage his foundation.
But if you still invest high returns, the returns will be high!
At this time, the Dryad Granny appeared and swept the entire field, crushing her opponents.
This made Su Pingan feel stronger and more confident than ever before.
Then he raised his head and looked at Fang Zixu in front of him, and said forcefully: "Fang Zixu, you have lost again. You can never be my opponent..."
Hearing Su Pingan's arrogant words, Fang Zixu's eyes were about to burst. He stood up again with a crazy look, and the red light in his eyes was as bright as blood. He kept muttering in his mouth: "I want to
Kill you, I will kill you..."
While he was talking, Fang Zixu used his pen as a weapon and killed him again.
boom!
Before he could get close, the huge tongue next to Su Ping'an had already blown him away.
Su Ping'an laughed loudly and said: "No matter how many times you come, it will always be the same. You will always be a loser. You will never be able to defeat me, hahaha..."
Seeing this scene, the audience fell silent unconsciously.
Someone whispered: "The victory has been decided, why don't the two of them stop fighting?!"
"Zhangzhang Su went too far this time. Just win, why do you need to provoke your opponent?"
"Look, it seems that both Duanzhang Su and Fang Zixu's eyes are red. They seem to have lost their minds and are just fighting instinctively!"
"Huh? What's going on?!"
On the city tower, Mr. Wen and the first arrester, who had been watching the battle for a long time, looked at the situation below with strict eyes, and gradually noticed something was wrong.
Yan Yan frowned, and after carefully feeling the atmosphere in the field, a ray of light suddenly shot out from his eyes, and then he said solemnly: "No, there is a demonic aura!"