No one reacted from Yun Chen's battle.

It ended too fast!

Su Yu, who is also the star king's strength, was actually defeated by Yun Chen's sword...

The battle continues.

In this first game, the top ten holy sons who ended up won the game in the end.

It was almost noon and the second game was about to begin.

In the second game, what attracted many people's attention was Ye Xiu's battle with Wei Yan, Dugu Aotian's battle with Yao Wei!

After Jian Fanchen announced the start of the second game.

One by one, one figure flew down.

And the most popular one.

Of course it was Ye Xiu and Dugu Aotian.

Their opponents, whether they are Wei Yan or Yao Wei, are absolutely strong people.

Even in the same realm, it should be one of the best strengths.

They want to see it.

In this battle, can Ye Xiu and Dugu Aotian continue to massacre as before?

Or, killed...

Yuehuaxian sat in a high seat and looked at Ye Xiu quietly.

Last night she taught Ye Xiu's paintings all night.

I don’t know how much I have grown in the end?

Wei Yan took off the brush and scroll behind him, and then spread the scroll straight out.

Then, Wei Yan looked at Ye Xiu coldly and said, "Unfortunately, you met me."

Ye Xiu did not answer Wei Yan.

Just a light finger.

From the space ring.

A brush and a scroll also appeared in his hands.

At this moment, Wei Yan's face suddenly changed.

There were many dumbfounded gazes on the seat.

Is this guy still a painting cultivator?

Impossible?

Ye Xiu is already a sword cultivator, a Qin cultivator...

It is already difficult to master these two kinds of mastery.

In this case, can Ye Xiu still practice painting?

Really proficient?

Or just to show off?

Everyone can't figure it out.

At this time, Lou Ming's eyes also condensed slightly.

"Have you heard that Ye Xiu also practiced painting at the same time?"

Blood Richy shook his head: "It shouldn't be."

"I have inquired about Ye Xiu's deeds before."

"I've never heard of him as a painter."

Lou Ming looked coldly at Ye Xiu who was spreading the scroll flat.

"Since it's not, can this kid still want to defeat Wei Yan with painting?"

Blood ripples covered his mouth and smiled.

"He never plays according to the rules."

"But, it shouldn't be that stupid."

"After all, Wei Yan is the strongest saint in the Drafting Sect."

The two of them looked jokingly.

They wanted to see what the hell is selling in Ye Xiu's gourd.

Wei Yan was a little surprised at first, and then sneered disdainfully.

"Ye Xiu, do you know that my strongest one is painting."

"Do you still want to fight me with painting?"

"It's ridiculous!"

Ye Xiu raised his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Your painting?"

"Is it awesome?"

This sentence is full of irony.

At this moment, Wei Yan's face suddenly became ferocious.

"The battle begins!"

The elder's voice rang.

At this moment, the pen tip in Wei Yan's hand moved!

Qi shouted coldly: "Ye Xiu, fighting against me with painting is definitely the stupidest thing you have ever done!"

The raging star power was blocking Wei Yan's pen tip.

Ye Xiu did not answer.
Chapter completed!