Chapter 535 (1/2)

”If it's not about spring, summer, autumn and winter, it's much simpler.”

Qin Yang's heart a joy, this old man's world does not seem to have this kind of poetry.

It takes talent as cultivation, talent and learning as sword and spear, and words kill people. Although this kind of pure poetry is exquisite, it is not without the spirit of killing and cutting when it is used for fighting.

In any world, it's just to enhance the strength, even in the old man's world, it's no exception.

The foreign old man forced a breath, his eyes were wide, staring at Qin Yang. His state, which he did not know, could not hold his mind.

At this moment, all the gods in the audience were staring at Qin Yang's figure. At the same time, people from all over the mainland who paid attention to the Qianlong Championship were also watching the light screen.

All of them held their breath, for they all knew that it was not so simple as to write a poem. As long as Qin Yang could write two more poems, the foreign old man would not come to a good end.

The world is different, the rules are different, and the way to defeat them is naturally different.

A sea breeze blowing, Qin Yang took a deep breath, reached out as if stroking the breeze, the corner of his mouth rose slightly, and slowly opened his mouth.

”The breeze dawn, the moon night long sentiment, the moon night long sentiment sends the rain to listen. Listen to the rain and send your love to the moon in the long night

”The wind accompanies the dream into the canoe, the dream enters the canoe, and the rain falls gently. Soft rain falling boat light dream, boat light dream with wind

The two poems are easy to read.

As soon as Qin Yang's voice fell, the foreign old man's face turned pale. His bulging cheeks seemed to be holding back something, but he still could not.

”Poof!”

A large mouthful of blood sprayed out, sprayed on the scroll of the book of heaven, in the black and white world, this touch of color is particularly dazzling.

All day to others for ink, but now to their own blood for ink!

”You If in my world, it must be a overlord... ” The talent of the overseas old man was lax, and was completely defeated by Qin Yang.

His eyes faded, and a sad smile appeared on his face.

”It can be seen that even in this world, you are the most attractive one.” The foreign old man's eyes were fixed on Qin Yang with a hint of success in his eyes.

”No, what means is he going to use?” Huang Quan frowned.

Jiang rose also raised vigilance, ready to hand at any time.

Qin Yang looked around with disapproval and saw that the painting scroll of Tianshu was gradually becoming nothingness.

”It's not a loss to pull you on the back...” The old man whispered in his mouth, and his body became transparent like a picture scroll from heaven.

”Pull me on the back?” Qin Yang felt funny, reached out and stopped the impending ginger rose, word by word: ”you try it?”

Qin Yang did not display the Jue Jie, also did not mobilize the rule of extinction, so quietly looking at the old man.

It is necessary for Jiang qiangqin to be so urgent.

The pupil of the old man outside the country shrinks, and the scroll of the book of heaven is going to disappear. In his own field, Qin Yang can even make the final killing Immunity?

The nothingness of the painting scroll of Tianshu came to Qin Yang, but Qin Yang's body still did not have any tendency to fade. He was in the painting, but not in the painting.

”I guess I overestimated you.” Qin Yang sighed, ”you're just the Ninth Heaven of the divine Kingdom now, and your rule power is just a little higher than ordinary practitioners.”

Qin Yang in the eyes of God flash, ”compared with the real strong, you are still worthless, even if let you play your strongest power, you still can't help me.”

”For Why? ” The old people in foreign countries are almost invisible, and the whole picture of Tianshu is about to disappear.

Qin Yang looked at the old man from abroad and sighed, ”because you picked me, but I have...”