Chapter 271: Cultivator of the Brush (2/2)

”This isn't time for your little quarrel! Jiao Long, attack!”

As for the owner of this voice, it was a young woman holding a massive brush in her hands. Known as Guan Yan, she was a member of the group of ten from the early stages, users of strange and unique weapons that could be described as rare and powerful.

Outside of battle, she was a gifted painter and spent most of her time doing just that. Though for her, painting was her way of cultivation.

WIth the brush at hand, she commanded a ferocious black dragon. Painted with her own brush. the dragon was not large, comparable to only her body but it began to grow as it flew towards the others.

It roared loudly as it charged forward, growing to the full length of a real dragon.

Ba Shou and his opponent immediately turned silent, avoiding the ink dragon's advances. The others followed, jumping back and retreating into the trees. But the ink dragon was not going to let anyone leave without taking one of them. It charged, crashing into the trees and leaving a path of destruction and ink. Even as the sea of trees came its way, the dragon did not falter and did not slow, smashing through the trunks like air.

Even as the others attacked it, the wounds given to it would disappear as the black ink reformed itself.

”Damn it! We can't destroy this dragon! Aim for Guan Yan! Eliminate her first!”

Everyone darted away before turning back and charging towards the brush wielding woman. Some jumped through the trees while other revealed themselves and flew through the sky.

She noticed them coming and immediatelt dispelled the ink dragon. As the great beast charged forward, its body suddenly dispersed as ink splattered all over the area.

Ming Yue watched with interest, wondering what Guan Yan would do.

”Black Tortoise Shell!”

She waved her brush, painting a black sphere that surrounded her and transformed into a tortoise shell. It was visible for all to see but none of them were going ot retreat. They pushed forward and released an onslaught of attacks but this black shell did not break under all fo this pressure.

”Damn this woman! How long is she going to stay in this shell?!”

They were exasperated at this situation. It was without a doubt that she had to be eliminated first. That Ink Dragon was too fearsome of an opponent to deal with, fast and nearly invincible. If Guan Yan were to summon it again, they would have a hard time.

”If we can't crack this shell, we can launch it out of the forest.”

Suddenly a lance fell from the sky as another intruded onto the fight.

”Why is it that I find trash like you ganging up on a single person? If there's someone you should gang up on, it's me.”

As this figure dropped down from the sky, she grabbed the handle of the lance and took it out from the ground. With one at each hand, she looked towards this group of nearly twenty others, all of whom were shocked by her intrusion.

”Shit! It's the Bloody Lances, Tang Zhan.”

They did not expect her to come. Of all the battles happening, having top Inheritor join theirs was incredibly bad luck.

”Well then, come on! Let's start this already!”

Like the battle maniac she was, Tang Zhan immediately charged forward, swinging her lances like they were nothing.

All the others could do was curse their luck and fight back. Their cultivation levels were perhaps one or two levels apart but one or two levels was a large gap. Furthermore, when comparing Inheritors and Elite Disciples or even normal ones, the gap was immense.

Tang Zhan ran forward recklessly, charging at the ten plus people in front of her.

”Surround her! We have to deal with her quickly or else her Crimson Hysteria will grow!”