Chapter 1290

The indifferent eyes glanced at these engravers. Feng Wuchen shook his head slightly, then turned and left.

Seeing the faces of these people, Feng Wuchen lost interest in a moment.

"Smelly boy, it seems that I have to teach you a lesson today to let you know the end of arrogance." Liu Wuya said with a ferocious smile, his ferocious eyes staring at the back of Feng Wuchen.

The wind has nothing to do with the dust and completely treats Liu boundless as the air.

The more fengwuchen is like this, the more angry Liu Wuya is. In front of so many people, how can he give up?

"Elder martial brother Liu, this boy is really arrogant!" A man gritted his teeth and said angrily, clenching his fists tightly, hoping to kill Feng Wuchen.

"Brother Liu, as a gifted calligrapher, you should teach this boy a lesson. Even if you break his hands and feet, the president and the elder will not say anything." One of the engravers egged on.

"Hum!" Liu Wuya's eyes narrowed slightly. With a cold hum, he suddenly rushed out, just like a fierce tiger down the mountain.

Aware of the wind dust, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, dark eyes flash ferocious, ready to move.

"Stop it! All the visitors are guests. I don't know who dares to be presumptuous here! " Just as Liu Wuyan's voice fell, a cold cheering suddenly rang out.

The sudden cold cheers made Liu Wuyan stop. Many tattoo masters' faces changed greatly. They calmed down in an instant, with a look of panic in their eyes.

An old man, a powerful calligrapher of the calligrapher association, came.

The old man first took a look at fengwuchen, then yelled at many engravers: "if you don't want to stay here, or don't want to participate in the fight of engravers, go away immediately! Don't forget that this is the Mingwen teachers' guild, not the place where you run wild. "

Liu Wuyan and other Mingwen teachers dare not speak. After all, this is Mingwen teachers' Guild.

It is disrespectful to the Mingwen teachers' Association to act wildly in the Mingwen teachers' Association.

No matter how arrogant Liu Wuyan was, he did not dare to offend Mingwen teachers' Association.

Liu Wuyan stares at Feng Wuchen fiercely, then makes a neck wiping action, and says: "you're dead."

Liu Wuya, as the first day master of Tianwen sect, was arrogant and arrogant.

Mingwen returned to the boundless Pavilion one after another and continued to be powerful.

"Can you bear the wind and shadow?" Seeing Liu Wuyan so arrogant, Mingyue frowned and asked.

"If it wasn't for the older generation's obstruction, he would have been a useless man, and he would be lucky," Feng Wuchen replied. At the moment when Liu Wuya shot, Feng Wuchen had decided to abandon Liu Wuya.

However, no one thought that the powerful Mingwen master of Mingwen master Association suddenly appeared.

"I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen." Then the old man looked at Xiang fengwuchen and Mingyue. With an apologetic face, he said, "Mingwen teachers' Guild has rules. Only Mingwen teachers can enter Mingwen Pavilion."

Smell speech, the breeze has no dust shrugged a shoulder, light smile way: "it doesn't matter."

Feng Wuchen has lost interest in Mingwen Pavilion. Even if it is to invite fengwuchen in with a big sedan chair, fengwuchen will not go in.

After fengwuchen and Mingyue left, the old man could not help but frown and say: "this boy is so hidden that I can't see the depth of his cultivation, or even feel the fluctuation of his energy. He is just an ordinary man. This boy is not simple."

The old man never believed that fengwuchen was an ordinary man, but thought fengwuchen was very powerful.

In the Mingwen Pavilion, Liu Wuya said coldly: "since this boy is a disciple of tianshixianfu, but Su Lin has not been seen, maybe he will join us. It's better not to meet me, otherwise, hum!"

Tianwenzong and tianshixianfu are at odds. If Liu Wuyan meets fengwuchen in the fight, he will not show mercy. With tianwenzong's support, Liu Wuyan is not afraid of tianshixianfu.

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three days later, the battle between the master of inscription and pattern began.

This time, there were not many talented calligraphers who took part in the battle. There were only more than 100 of them. Many other calligraphers just came to join the fun.

After all, most of the battle between the master of inscription and pattern is the participation of powerful talent. The master with weak state has no chance to win.

In addition to the calligrapher, some high-level forces of immortal God are also invited.

Today, the calligraphers who participated in the battle of calligraphers have gathered in the square, waiting for the beginning of the battle.

"There are as many as eight people in the realm of innate quality, and the others are all in the realm of heavenly quality. These eight people are obviously the top gifted calligraphers in the realm of heaven, and each of them has a strong soul." Feng Wuchen murmured to himself, and his eyes swept over the gifted engraver.

"Celestial realm! This person should be the master of the immortal temple, as Su said. It's not simple, and his soul power is very strong. " Feng Wuchen frowned and looked at the young man.

While Feng Wuchen looks at him, the little master of the immortal temple also casts a sharp look and laughs at the wind.

The wind has no dust eyebrow tiny frown, secret way: "this person probably already knew my identity."The master of the immortal temple is the only top gifted calligrapher who has reached the realm of immortality.

He will be the most powerful opponent of fengwuchen.

"The master of the immortal temple is really not simple. I'm afraid I won't lose the realm of immortals and the power of soul." Yang Songqing frowned and said in secret, his eyes also fell on the master of the immortal temple.

"The first one is the master of the immortal temple." The eyes of many powerful calligraphers and the strong also fell on the little hall master of the immortal temple.

"Which is it, Mr. Su?" Looking at the more than 100 strong engraved pattern masters on the square, Chu Xiaoyao asked curiously.

Su Xuan lightly a smile, way: "among these 122 people, hide the deepest that is."

"Most hidden?" Jiang Yuya and the three elders frowned deeply and swept over the master of Ming Wen in the square.

In the end, their eyes fell on Feng Wuchen. Jiang Yuya was shocked and said, "it's really very deep. I can't see his cultivation and feel his soul power. What's the matter? What is his realm? "

"It's not easy, it's not easy!" Mo Tian Han's face was shocked.

"I can't imagine that the sky shadow pavilion has cultivated such a talent." Chu Xiaoyao also marveled.

Seeing Jiang Yuya's shocked and astonished expression, Su Xuan said with a light smile, "frankly speaking, I don't know. I will know after the fight."

The realm of fengwuchen was too chaotic. Su Xuan only knew that before fengwuchen, he was the realm of Tianpin Mingwen master, but he was also the realm of Shenpin Lianqi master, and his soul power had reached the realm of tianxianpin.

Therefore, Su Xuan was not sure about the realm of wind and dust.

On the square, an old man in black appeared. He was the Deacon elder of the guild, and the whole audience was quiet.

"The losers, the losers, the losers, the losers The Deacon said.

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