Suddenly.

Bai Xiaosong's true energy was strong and his momentum was stern. The black iron sword in his hand was sparse and sparse, sometimes it was quick and sharp, with many changes, sometimes it was slow, but it was hidden with a fierce power.

Long Qingyun was suddenly shocked. At this time, Bai Xiaosong was already the combat power of the eighth-rank martial emperor.

Hu Yanxiong became more and more courageous as he fought, and his combat power soared instantly, and he actually reached the realm of a seventh-grade high-level martial emperor. He used the judge's pen in his hand to let go and feel refreshed.

Everyone looked from afar.

The calligraphy style is filled with Hu Yanxiong's double strokes. The strokes gradually condense the strength of ruthlessness. The horizontal strokes want to be right and left first, and the vertical strokes want to be lower and up first, and the full strokes are hidden in the strokes.

The strokes start basically in a round shape, and when you move to the center, the tip of the stroke is running between the dots and strokes, the brushwork is elegant and smooth, vigorous and powerful.

At this time, Hu Yanxiong's brushwork was getting stronger and stronger, and his movements slowed down. He moved his brushwork with astringent momentum, leaving the middle way, leaving the middle way.

Suddenly.

The pen is exposed in the style and hooks backwards. Although this move is amazing in calligraphy, it is also very clever and clumsy when used on the scene.

What a Bai Xiaosong, he was prepared for a long time and avoided the hidden edge of this calligraphy move. Bai Yunqi sighed:

"Although Bai Xiaosong is not good-looking, his martial arts are really powerful, and he is truly one of the 'Four Greatest Masters in the World'."

Long Qingyun nodded slightly: "This person's sword skills are profound and steady, the power of heavy swords is so powerful that he is a domineering person. It's indeed extraordinary. I really want to meet him."

Hu Yanxiong on the stage.

Suddenly I caught a glimpse of Long Qingyun and his group, and was particularly surprised. The judge's pen in his hand did not slow down. The two pens continued to pierce out, sweeping and dancing in the air.

It is the freehand painting in Chinese painting, with smooth moves, and rushing towards Baixiaosong with the tsunami of mountains and tsunamis.

The freehand brushwork is made of cursive script in painting, and is elegant and refreshing, and is driven by Hu Yanxiong's thoughts. It is not bound by traditional brushwork and is wild and imaginative.

Two "swish" sounds.

The double pen and the black iron sword collided, making a violent sound. Sometimes it indulges in freehand painting, ever-changing, and all-in-one atmosphere, sometimes it is neat and delicate, and it is also well-crafted and written.

This kind of unrestrained and unrestrained brushstroke deeply infected the onlookers. The audience was in an uproar, and the joy was thundering, and the waves were higher and higher.

This kind of brushwork is straightforward, and seems to be slightly different from the sword technique, and it is also the same as the same path.

At this time, Hu Yanxiong was full of heroism and heroic spirit. The full expression and blooming of the judge's pen not only made Bai Xiaosong secretly amaze, but also made Long Qingyun feel relaxed. It turned out that the leader Hu Yanxiong was also a member of the military sect.

This "iron pen to determine the universe" is simply amazing and amazing. Even if the military master Yu Jingzhou arrived in person, Hu Yanxiong was not inferior.

Long Qingyun has practiced calligraphy since childhood.

I was very fascinated by "Yan Ti Liujin". At this time, I saw the graceful meaning in Hu Yanxiong's brushwork, and I couldn't help but feel eager to try it out.

Hu Yanxiong waved the judge's pen, expressing his feelings directly as if the pen was like a dragon and a snake, and his momentum was tremendous.

There was a faint sense of solemnity.

Amid the screams of everyone, Hu Yan's majesty was as strong as his eyes, his strength suddenly increased, and he actually reached the combat power of the eighth-grade martial emperor.

Bai Xiaosong's sword tip sank, and he picked up his double pen. Suddenly, he burst back several feet, bowed to Hu Yanxiong, and said loudly:

"Ho Yan Gang, please help me. I have a sentence below, don't you know whether to say it?"

Hu Yanxiong was not in a hurry to attack.

Instead, he smiled slightly and said loudly: "Oh? What do you mean? The owner of Baizhuang is fine."

The two of them were obviously in a fierce battle, but suddenly stopped and started talking leisurely, and everyone onlookers were stunned.
Chapter completed!