Chapter 453

At the moment, his eyes fell on the crazy scholar, full of cold killing intention.

But the crazy scholar stared at Li Yixi, and his mouth was full of disdain, as if he hadn't found it.

"Crazy scholar, you have a grudge with us in the voice forbidden area, but is it appropriate for you to do so today?" At the moment, Zhao Tianyin couldn't help but look very cold.

"Huh?"

"Gratitude and resentment?"

"I came to find fault!"

"I'm a friend of Lord Zhao. Naturally, this person will find fault. I'm still a scholar. I can teach this person a lesson for Lord Zhao."

"This man seems crazy, but he's not crazy at all. His position seems random, but it's the easiest to escape!"

A sneer appeared in Li Yixi's eyes.

"Elder, I'm not very good at writing poems and songs, but I have dreamed of countless poems. I can recite them. Please comment on them."

"Huh?"

"Young master, are you going to teach crazy scholars a lesson?"

"This crazy scholar is looking for death!"

After hearing Li Yixi's words, they looked at the crazy scholars one by one, and their eyes were full of sneers.

"Really?"

"Since today is a banquet, you can recite a song about wine. I'll listen to you and listen to whether you are daydreaming."

"Ha ha ha!"

After the sound fell, the crazy scholar laughed recklessly.

Prepare to see Li Yixi make a fool of himself. When it comes to wine, those old children stop talking. Crazy scholars enter the Tao with wine. If wine is the topic, crazy scholars have an advantage. They naturally know that the crazy scholar wants to compare poems and songs with Li Yixi, and beat his face in the forbidden area of Tianyin.

"Good!"

However, when everyone was worried, Li Yixi agreed without hesitation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'll have a drink first!"

Li Yixi took the glass before he got up and drank it in one gulp.

"The gate of heaven is closed at night. Why is the wine star relegated to the world? Five fights of golden stem dew for you, drunk to kill thousands of mountains in the south of the Yangtze River. "

At the moment when Li Yixi's voice fell, the whole person became extremely overbearing, as if incarnated into a peerless Sword Fairy. The killing word surprised all the people in the hall.

"Huh?"

At this moment, the crazy scholar was frightened by a word of killing, and his soul trembled wildly. The whole person seemed to be shrouded in the towering intention of killing.

Li Yixi saw that the crazy scholar was speechless, and a sneer came up at the corners of his mouth.

On weekdays, Li Yixi has no competition with the world, but today, Li Yixi has changed his attention. Because he is about to hold a calligraphy and painting exhibition, he is simply overbearing today. With the help of these scholars sitting here, he spreads his great power.

"The gate of heaven is closed at night. Why is the wine star relegated to the world? Five fights of golden stem dew for you, drunk to kill thousands of mountains in the south of the Yangtze River. "

"What a terrible poem!"

After hearing this poem, everyone trembled slightly.

But now, on the hall, although the old Confucian students were palpitating, they were excited in their eyes. They took out the ink and paper inkstone and recorded Li Yixi's poems.

"How are you, master?"

The voice fell, and Li Yixi's eyes stared at the crazy scholar.

But now the crazy scholar is frightened by what Li Yixi has just done. He is extremely frightened. His mind is shocked. Where can he think of a good poem that can suppress Li Yixi's poems in a short time.

Seeing that the crazy scholar didn't answer, Li Yixi's mouth burst into a sneer.

Once again, he drank the wine in the cup, directly turned over the wine utensils on the table, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone appeared in front of him.

"I wanted to hold a work auction recently, but I haven't created it yet. Since my predecessors want to compete today, let's compete. Tonight, I'm Li Yixi and make a fool of myself."

For the stepping stone sent up, Li Yixi was impolite.

"Childe, I'll grind ink for you."

At the moment, Hu Qingyun didn't look very good at the crazy scholar. She took wine as water and began to grind ink.

"Childe, I'll pour you wine!"

At this moment, Zhao Tianyin hurried to Li Yixi's side and helped Li Yixi fill up with wine.

When I was angry, I was also very excited.

It will be a great opportunity for crazy scholars to provoke Li Yixi.

"Childe, I'll fan for you!"

"Childe, I'll take off your shoes!"

At this moment, the existence of stepping into the fairyland approached Li Yixi, one by one.

"Huh?"

The crazy scholar who saw this scene was shocked, and his eyes were full of incredible colors.

The cultivation method of crazy scholar is an evil way in literature and Taoism. The seal of heaven and earth is broken. Crazy scholar naturally gets great benefits. He also has communication with the strong writers of evil ways in the fairy world. He wants to let these people know their strength with the help of today's banquet.

The crazy scholar checked Li Yixi's bone age and knew that Li Yixi was only about 20 years old, but unexpectedly, these immortals are so respectful to Li Yixi now, and the poem just now frightened the crazy scholar extremely uneasy.

Li Yixi took the wine in his left hand and the pen in his right hand, and the words fell down one by one. "The ROC rose with the wind one day and soared up 90000 miles. If the wind comes down at rest, it can still winnow the cangming water. The world laughed at my great words when they saw my constant tone. Xuanfu is still afraid of later generations, and her husband should not be young. "

"Boom!"

At the moment when Li Yixi's pen fell, in the hall, a towering breath broke out from the calligraphy and painting in front of Li Yixi. In Li Yixi's pen, it was like a peerless demon Peng appeared. The people present were hard to breathe.

One by one, a terrible Tao rhyme erupted in this moment.

In an instant, on the hall, the Taoist rhyme was full-bodied and terrible.

"Peng?"

The Kunpeng on Long Yi's shoulder trembled at the moment when Li Yixi wrote the Peng character, and his eyes were full of panic.

At the moment of seeing Peng's divine text, Kunpeng felt as if he had witnessed his ancestors with his own eyes.

The last word fell. Li Yixi didn't stop writing, but kept waving his pen. Soon he drew a terrible shadow of Kunpeng in the blank.

"Boom!"

When Kunpeng finished painting, there was a terrible cry in the hall.

At this moment, in the hall, a terrible mire shadow appeared, as if it could tear the nine days and subvert the world.

Just one look, one by one, was full of panic.

As soon as their legs were soft, some people knelt directly on the ground.

That pressure is really terrible.

"Daoyun, this is the sound of the road of the ancestor of Kunpeng!"

Several people beside Li Yixi trembled with excitement. Because of Li Yixi's existence, Kunpeng's coercion did not pose any threat to them.

However, when everyone was frightened, Li Yixi waved his big hand and threw the calligraphy and painting in front of him aside.

The empty shadow of Kunpeng was also waved by Li Yixi and directly scattered.

The terrible pressure disappeared in an instant.