Chapter 401 Who will fight you if you hold a weapon?
A picture of mountains and rivers with profound artistic conception.
As Lin Ye put down his brush, the mood of the entire painting was instantly destroyed.
The man in green looked at Lin Ye sternly, but did not stop him.
Lin Ye did not stop and continued to draw another stroke, a vertical stroke, also from top to bottom.
Two strokes completely ruined the painting.
The man in green's face had turned as dark as the ink in the painting, but he was still enduring it.
The third stroke, Lin Ye drew another stroke from the upper left corner.
Then, the tip of the pen moved to the upper right corner, and it seemed that another stroke was about to fall.
After the fourth stroke, the man suddenly glared at Lin Ye, and the next moment he grabbed the scroll in front of him. The scroll was pulled into his hand, and then the man and the entire scroll disappeared in front of Lin Ye.
Seeing the man disappear, there was no surprise on Lin Ye's face. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a drop of sweat dripped on his forehead.
Even though his paintings seemed simple, each stroke took a great deal of his energy.
This level is not a competition of strength, nor a competition of bloodiness, but a different kind of competition.
This picture of mountains and rivers may look like just ink and wash painting, but it is filled with murderous intent. If you are not a martial arts saint, you will be crushed to pieces by the murderous intent in this painting as soon as you put pen to paper.
Although it seems like a simple stroke, in fact, he put all his heart and soul into every stroke from the beginning to the end.
As for why this person disappeared, Lin Ye could understand it. His paintings could not do anything to him. Just like the man in white , he finally chose to give up.
The following scene also verified Lin Ye’s words.
The scene changed, the studio disappeared, and a new scene appeared.
It was not the chess room and study room that Lin Ye had imagined, but a sky full of yellow sand.
He was in the desert.
And in front of him, on the sand dune , a general was kneeling.
The general bent his right knee. In front of his right foot was a long sword, with half of the blade buried in the yellow sand.
There are marks all over his armor, and one can imagine that this general must have been through many battles.
The general was completely covered in armor , with only a pair of cold eyes exposed. With the appearance of Lin Ye, those cold eyes froze.
A terrifying murderous aura rose into the sky, and the general moved his hand holding the long sword.
boom!
Lin Ye was not afraid and punched out.
The murderous aura dissipated, and Lin Ye stood there unharmed.
call out!
Looking at the heavy armor, the general stood up the next moment and swung his sword across the waist.
His knife skills were not amazing, and could even be said to be rather ordinary.
However, facing this man's swordsmanship, Lin Ye had to be more cautious than when facing the third swordsman.
The more plain and simple it is, the more it shows that the other party is confident in his swordsmanship.
Boom boom boom!
In the collision between fist and knife, Lin Ye was at a disadvantage thanks to his magical power, but he managed to hold on.
A murderous aura swept across the world, accompanied by the sounds of swords and horses. In this materialized murderous aura, teams of armored soldiers emerged.
These soldiers were not wearing helmets, and their expressions were full of resentment. They rushed towards Lin Ye one by one. Even though Lin Ye was a martial saint with abundant blood and energy, the ghosts of these soldiers were evaporated by the blood and energy as soon as they approached.
But these soldiers still continued to fight.
That ferocious face contained a terrifying resentment, and murderous aura like a howling gale. At this moment, the area around Lin Ye was like a Shura field.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Lin Ye was like the scorching sun, sweeping away everything with one punch after another.
when!
The general's long sword chopped down again, appearing above Lin Ye's head in a strange way.
This knife leaves no trace.
call out!
The long knife fell.
Lin Ye's figure was split in half.
However, a few dozen meters away, Lin Ye's figure appeared again, while his figure that was split in half disappeared into nothingness.
Afterimage.
At that moment, Lin Ye's speed reached its maximum and he instantly moved dozens of meters away. The figure at the original place was just an afterimage left at the original place due to the extremely short time.
"In terms of martial arts skills, I am no match for you."
Lin Ye looked at the general and sighed. At this moment he had just used the Taoist magic to shrink the ground into an inch. In the pure martial arts contest, he had already lost.
But Lin Ye is not the kind of person who sticks to the old ways. His cultivation of Taoism, Buddhism and martial arts is a huge advantage for him. Only a fool would not use it.
Before, I just wanted to have a martial arts battle to the extreme.
"Although this is a somewhat unfair victory, there is no other way. I must pass this level."
There was a flash of purple light on Lin Ye's hand, and a thunder sword appeared in his hand.
Boom!
The moment the Thunder Sword appeared, perhaps it sensed the resentment of the ghosts around it, and bolts of lightning fell from the sky, and all the ghosts in the sky instantly disappeared.
Lin Ye raised his sword and went forward again.
The general remained expressionless and chopped with his sword.
scandium!
The clash of knife and sword.
The long sword that was filled with murderous aura disappeared in an instant.
The long sword broke into pieces.
For the first time, the general's eyes showed a change of expression. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and he looked at the thunder sword in Lin Ye's hand.
The next moment, the general's body disappeared from where it was.
Well……
Lin Ye's mouth twitched. He could understand the two men in front of him taking the elegant route and retreating if they couldn't win, but why would this general, who looked like a veteran and victorious general, also run away?
This doesn't fit the character.
Unfortunately, Lin Ye couldn't find the general to confront. With the general's disappearance, the scene changed.
Looking around, you can see pink peach blossoms and green willows, and the fragrance is overwhelming.
He was in a loft, a loft filled with women.
Listening to music in a brothel?
Lin Ye could never have imagined that such a scene would appear. Could there be a Martial Saint in this place?
However, before Lin Ye could find his target, the women in the attic disappeared one by one, and finally the entire attic disappeared.
Lin Ye frowned. This Martial Saint knows illusion?
The attic disappeared, and Lin Ye found himself standing on a cliff. Right in front of him, there was a figure facing the stone wall with his back to him.
"I started practicing swordplay at the age of three, and mastered my swordplay at the age of fifteen... I became a swordsman at the age of sixty. After all these years, I never expected to meet another swordsman..."
The man spoke in an arrogant tone and slowly turned around. When his eyes fell on the thunder sword in Lin Ye's hand, his muscles twitched and he jumped up.
"No wonder Thirteenth Lady ran away without a fight. Who would dare to fight you with this weapon? You can't afford to offend her. You'd better go challenge that monster."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the legendary swordsman disappeared, and the cliff disappeared with it.
Looking at the scene changing again, Lin Ye was not surprised this time. He also understood that it was not an illusion, but the people on the list were afraid of the thunder sword in his hand and chose to retreat automatically.
“These people still have self-awareness?”
Lin Ye pondered in his heart, watching the scene change again and again, silently counting the number of changes.
The tenth time.
This is also the last person on the list, and the scene finally does not change.
