Against the sky starts from copying

Chapter 35

Mo Qingmei yelled angrily, and the rest of the powerhouses also looked solemn, looking sharply at Ye Qiu who was holding the seventh-grade scroll talisman.

Seventh grade celestial talisman can only be drawn by painters above the upper grade of the Spirit Gathering Realm. Its power is unfathomable, and it is definitely not something that can be competed by warriors of the Xiantian Realm and painters of the Enlightenment Realm.

The three elders in Meiyuan were all furious, and Mo Qinghai was even more furious. The aura of heaven and earth surging around him was extremely terrifying, as if he was going to take Ye Qiu down at any time.

"Seniors, what Ye Qiu did did not violate the rules of the martial arts competition, why not?" Cao Ruohai yelled, seemingly very dissatisfied.

"Cao Ruohai, I'm afraid that Ye Qiu's move was instigated by you. Using the seventh-grade scroll talisman to deal with an enlightened painter is extremely shameless!" Mo Qinghai snapped and glared at each other: "You clearly want to take Lin Tianyang's life!"

Mo Qingmei's eyes burst into flames: "Ye Qiu, put away the scroll amulet immediately!"

Everyone in the rest of the art gallery was also upset. Although the martial arts competition could not help rolling amulets, Ye Qiu took out a seventh-grade scroll amulet at the moment. This is no longer a competition, it is naked and deliberate murder!

There was madness in Cao Ruohai's eyes, and he retorted: "Seniors, Ye Qiu's ability to draw the seventh-rank scroll talisman is his strength. If Lin Tianyang wants to survive, he can just admit defeat. Qiu harvested the scroll talisman, but didn't let Lin Tianyang admit defeat?"

Lu Huanyu's eyes were cold, and his voice was as cold as iron: "Cao Ruohai, don't talk nonsense here. According to what you say, can anyone be the leader of the Plum Garden Art Association as long as they can activate the seventh-rank scroll talisman?"

"Why not, if you have the ability, you can ask Lin Tianyang to take out the seventh-rank scroll talisman!" Cao Ruohai was confident and stubborn to the end.

Lu Huanyu immediately became angry and said angrily: "Cao Ruohai, are you going to put the world to death!"

"As long as he admits defeat, he won't die, but," Cao Ruohai said coldly, "but if he doesn't admit defeat, I can only let Ye Qiu send him to hell!"

"Don't even think about it!" Lu Huanyu yelled angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "If Tianyang makes the slightest mistake, I will take your life with my own hands!"

Cao Ruohai was not afraid at all: "That depends on whether you have this ability!"

"Presumptuous!" Mo Qingmei was furious, and said sharply, "Cao Ruohai, don't you take my plum garden seriously!"

The purpose of the art fair held by the three elders of Meiyuan is to cultivate young painters for the Baisheng Dynasty. They will never allow life and death to fight in the arena. Now that Ye Qiu is holding a seventh-rank scroll talisman and ready to go, they have already touched their bottom line!

"Could it be that the three seniors are going to destroy the rules of Meiyuan with their own hands?" Cao Ruohai refused to give an inch. At this moment, he is completely willing to go all out, and he doesn't even think about what will happen if he angers the three elders of Meiyuan.

There is only one thought in his heart, that is, Lin Tianyang must be defeated!
The three elders in Meiyuan were immediately speechless. Ye Qiu's move did not violate the rules of martial arts, and even they couldn't find a reason to prevent him from using the seventh-grade scroll talisman.

"Three seniors, I appreciate your kindness," Lin Tianyang on the ring said loudly, cupping his fists and saluting: "It's just a seventh-rank scroll talisman, I'll follow it up."

All the powerful people in the field were stunned for a moment.

Does this kid know what he's talking about?

What is nothing more than a seventh-grade scroll talisman? Is this what an enlightened artist can say?

"Tianyang, don't mess around, it's a seventh-rank scroll talisman!" Regardless of his image, Lu Huanyu tried his best to dissuade him by lying on the edge of the ring: "You have done well enough, there is no need to fight with your life for the sake of the leader's name, quickly admit defeat !"

"I can't admit defeat." Lin Tianyang looked sharply at Ye Qiu, "They want to defeat me with such indecent means, how can I let them do so!"

Lu Huanyu was very anxious, and said loudly: "But you can't stop the seventh-grade scroll talisman, you will die!"

"Don't worry, the owner, I'm sure!" Lin Tianyang's eyes were full of anger, and he said sharply: "You five should end first, there is no need to stay here and accompany me to pick up the seventh-rank celestial talisman."

The five innate warriors looked at each other, and they all saw the fear in their eyes. They solemnly saluted Lin Tianyang, walked to the bottom of the ring with heavy steps, and looked solemnly at Lin Tianyang, who was fighting alone on the ring. .

"You stubborn boy!" Seeing how tough he was, Lu Huanyu knew that it was impossible for him to change his mind, so he was so angry that he didn't know what to do.

Above the main hall, Mo Qingmei shook her head and sighed, and asked: "Lin Tianyang, have you thought it through?"

"Yes, senior." Lin Tianyang replied firmly.

"Okay, then take care of yourself!" Mo Qingmei gave Cao Ruohai an unfriendly look, and sat back on the seat, with terrifying fluctuations of heaven and earth spiritual energy quietly appearing around her, ready to rescue her at any time.

Ye Qiu held the seventh-rank scroll talisman in his hand, imitating Lin Tianyang's move, and made his five innate warriors also withdraw from the ring.

On the ring, there were only two teenagers left wanting to look at each other in an instant, and they were silent for a long time.

The people watching the battle already knew from the previous conversations that Ye Qiu held an astonishingly powerful celestial talisman. If Lin Tianyang took it hard, he might lose his life immediately!

Everyone's faces turned serious. This martial arts contest was full of ups and downs, and the battle for the leader was even more fierce. Now it's even fighting for their lives. No one can look at this event with a lively attitude. A boss battle.

"I really don't understand why a person with a good character like you can do such a nasty thing?"

After being silent for a long time, Lin Tianyang suddenly sighed and shook his head in pain.

Ye Qiu was originally the most gentlemanly person among the people he met after time travel, but unexpectedly, he was influenced by Cao Ruohai in the end and became unscrupulous.

"I'm sorry, I have to do this for the reputation of Xuanmo Art Museum." Ye Qiu sincerely apologized with shame on his face.

"Can the leader obtained by such means really preserve the reputation of Xuanmo Painting Gallery?" Lin Tianyang shook his head and sighed again, his eyes gradually became sharper: "However, if you think that a seventh-rank scroll talisman can kill me It would be too naive to fail!"

Ye Qiu was taken aback when he heard the words, and said anxiously: "Lin Tianyang, don't you know the power of the seventh-rank celestial talisman? This seventh-rank scroll talisman was drawn by a top-rank painter in the spirit-gathering realm. The power will never be inferior to the lower level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, and you are only the middle level of enlightenment, how can you resist it!"

"I don't want you to lose your life because of this, just admit defeat!" Ye Qiu said at the end, almost pleading.

Everyone in the venue was moved by Ye Qiu's sincere gesture. If it wasn't for the sake of saving Lin Tianyang's life, Ye Qiu might have already activated the seventh-rank scroll talisman.

How could such a kind person do such a nasty act?
Everyone was puzzled, and immediately realized that the only person who could force Ye Qiu to fight for the leader by any means was Cao Ruohai!

Countless eyes of resentment and contempt fell on Cao Ruohai with a sneering face!
"Ye Qiu, what are you talking about with him!" Cao Ruohai felt the scorching gazes from everyone, feeling ashamed, and roared sharply, "Directly activate the scroll talisman and kill this kid!"

He could no longer hide the killing intent surging in his heart, and ordered directly.

Ye Qiu's body shook for a while, and he looked at Lin Tianyang beggingly with dewy eyes: "Lin Tianyang, admit defeat!"

"Come on!" Lin Tianyang shook his head and firmly refused.

"Then don't blame me. If you die, I will kneel in front of your grave and kowtow to apologize!"

Ye Qiu bit his lower lip, his thoughts surged, the fire marks on the painting scroll slowly fell off, the blue canvas unfolded leisurely in the void, and a terrifying aura instantly spread.

The canvas was fully unfolded, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into it crazily. Suddenly, there were countless crackling sounds on the ring, which actually shook countless sparks in the void.

On the arena, a huge thunder suddenly sounded.

On the square, all the powerhouses were shocked, and their eyes were full of solemnity: "Seventh grade celestial talisman, thunderous!"

The spirits of heaven and earth have their own strengths, the spirit of water is the softest, the spirit of fire is the strongest, the spirit of wood is the toughest, the spirit of gold is the strongest, and the spirit of earth is the most heavy. The spirit that is recognized as the most powerful spirit in the world is the spirit of thunder.

Lei Ling is the wrath of the heavens, law enforcement on behalf of the heavens, and the power of thunder can make the common people in the world admire.

This seventh-grade scroll talisman is thunderous, and what it does is the way of thunder and spirit.

"The seventh-grade scroll talisman is already powerful enough, but unexpectedly, it is also the most rigid and powerful thunder spirit talisman. Lin Tianyang has absolutely no chance of resisting it!"

The instructors of the art gallery who watched the battle immediately made a judgment. With Lin Tianyang's enlightened middle-grade state, it is absolutely impossible to survive under the seventh-grade Thunder Spirit Talisman!
"Cao Ruohai has such a vicious heart, this is clearly killing him!" A painter teacher couldn't help but punched heavily on the seat.

No one responded to him, but he spoke everyone's heart.

Above the main hall, Zhang Wencheng leaned close to Zhang Tianyao's ear, and said in a low voice: "Father, this seventh-grade scroll talisman is a treasure that I have spent countless efforts to obtain. It is absolutely safe to use it to kill Lin Tianyang. Satisfied?"

"You did a good job in this matter, but after the matter is completed, Cao Ruohai must also silence him!" Zhang Tianyao responded in a low voice with a calm face.

"Father, don't worry, I have already made arrangements!" Zhang Wencheng looked at Lin Tianyang who was gradually surrounded by thunder on the ring, and couldn't help but smirk: "Lin Tianyang, even if your talent is against the sky, so what, in the end it's still difficult. Escape to death!"

"However, it's your honor to die under the seventh-grade scroll talisman. After you die, I will take good care of your sister, hehe!"

Zhang Wencheng imagined the scene when Lin Tianyang was split into a scorched corpse by Wan Dao Leiting, and his whole body became excited.

"Lin Tianyang, it's still too late for you to admit defeat!" Ye Qiu was still trying to persuade Lin Tianyang to admit defeat.

Lin Tianyang was unmoved, and looked at the seventh-grade talisman in the void with a serious expression.

The scroll had already fallen, and countless purple arcs emerged in the void, and countless auras of heaven and earth poured into the terrifying arcs crazily, and the purple thunder burst out with even more dazzling light. , Many people couldn't stand such a strong power, they were directly stunned.

The Meiyuan guards began to organize the spectators to retreat, but no one followed their instructions at all. All eyes fell on Lin Tianyang, who looked extremely small in the thunder.

"Lin Tianyang, I'm sorry!" Ye Qiu roared, and the Thunderbolt had already taken shape, and he couldn't hold it back anymore!

"Boom..."

Thousands of thunder roared, and the entire arena was filled with the violent and destructive aura of thunder. Countless purple arcs swam continuously above Lin Tianyang's head, completely covering his half of the arena, with a domineering aura. Under the lock, he has nowhere to escape!
"Lin Tian is going to die!"

All the strong men turned their heads and held back their gazes. Mo Qingmei's face was serious, and she was about to strike.

"As expected of a seventh-grade celestial talisman, its power is indeed extraordinary, but to kill me, such a celestial talisman alone is not enough!"

On the ring, Lin Tianyang spoke calmly, but his voice changed from the roar of thunder, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

"You're still talking hard when you're about to die, you really don't know how to live!" Cao Ruohai grinned grimly, with mad hatred in his eyes: "You are so fond of talking nonsense, so go be a ghost at ease!"

The stern smile was still on his face, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the arena, but Cao Ruohai suddenly paused, trembling uncontrollably: "You...you actually..."

All the strong men stood up, and Wang Ziyan covered her small mouth in surprise, her eyes filled with tears of excitement: "He...he is a top-ranked enlightened person!"

On the ring, Lin Tianyang's body suddenly erupted with a peaceful and peaceful aura, and the majestic aura of heaven and earth gathered around him like waves, its majesty was not weaker than the terrifying aura of Thunderbolt!
All the powerhouses stared wide-eyed, and even the three elders of Meiyuan couldn't keep calm anymore: "Opening up the top grade... No, this is a half-step gathering of spirits!"

(End of this chapter)