Su Yu's strength was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, and it was unstoppable. No one along the way was his one-piece general.

His speed was extremely fast, and Konghui had no intention of avoiding it. The two of them were already close.

"Haha, King Su is too arrogant!"

In the void, the girl was even more displeased in her eyes. She shook her wrist and a brush swirled in her hand, then she raised her hand and waved it.

Immediately, a thread of ink turned into traces and fell between Su Yu and Kong Hui.

The distance that was originally very close gradually became far away at this moment. This ink seemed to have been painted into a natural barrier, blocking between the two of them. The ink overflowed rapidly. In a blink of an eye, it seemed to have turned into a rapid and wide river, boundless.

The writing is a river!

These three people in the Painting Pavilion have reached the pinnacle of painting. With just one stroke, you can change the world and improve the level of painting to a certain extent, and even draw the sun!

"Are you looking for death?!"

Su Yu paused, looked up at the void, with a cold light in his eyes.

The arrival of these three people is really like a messenger, looking tall and above, as if everything between heaven and earth should be dominated by them.

A faint curve appeared on Huangfu Lang's lips. The worse Su Yu's situation was, the more proud he was. These three people had a superior position in the painting pavilion. If Su Yu had offended him to death, he could sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight.

The monk from Leiyin Temple breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Su Yu, gloating.

Hong Ling looked at Su Yu, with a hint of mockery in her eyes. He really regarded himself as a character, just a little mountain king, is he so arrogant, looking for death?

Many strengths such as the Great Zhou royal family and the Eastern Wilderness Kingdom frowned slightly. It was too unwise for Su Yu to offend the people in the Hua Pavilion so much.

The old ancestor Situ's eyes flashed, and he immediately raised his hand to salute the three people in the painting pavilion and said, "The three immortals don't know. King Su is just eager to take revenge and has no intention of offending him. Please don't get angry."

At the same time, he winked at Su Yu and told him not to be impulsive.

However, Su Yu turned a blind eye to it.

After all, the three immortals can be respected by people. After all, they rely on their strong strength to suppress others with their power. Su Yu does not accept this trick!

"Haha, don't worry, as long as King Su handed us the scroll of Heavenly Dao, we won't care about this matter." One of them said.

"That's right, the three of us are not going to get angry with a junior." The nun also nodded.

Judging from this tone, it seemed like the Heavenly Dao painting scroll was originally the object of their painting pavilion.

"It's ridiculous! You three are here to steal the so-called junior thing, and they are actually quite shameless to speak like this?" Su Yu chuckled, extremely disdainful.

This sentence was undoubtedly a slap in the face, and made the three people's faces turn blue in an instant.

"Well." One of them sighed, "The painting scroll of heaven is not small and has great use to our painting pavilion. It is useless to fall into the hands of ordinary people. We have also heard of King Su's performance in the Confucian examination. If the attainments of Confucianism and Taoism can be recognized by us, it would be okay to put this painting in your hands."

"Senior Brother!" The nun frowned, with reluctance.

The senior brother waved his hand, as if he had taken a huge advantage for Su Yu, "Yunhong, go and have a chance to compete with King Su."

"Haha, it's amazing, your skin is really amazing!" Su Yu shook his head and smiled anxiously.

This painting was originally his thing, and this group of people seemed to be trying to get themselves opportunities to make the distribution more reasonable.

Others will also have different expressions. Yun Hong is a painting in the Painting Pavilion. Everyone has seen him before. His strength is outstanding. Let Su Yu compete with him in Confucianism and Taoism?

This is clearly a bully.

If you forcefully steal other people's things, you can pretend to be wronged, as if you have made the other party take a big advantage. These three elders are worthy of being an old man who has lived for countless years. His face and scheming are really not something you can do.

"King Su, we have given you a chance. Don't toast and not eat the punishment!" The Taoist nun's face darkened and she spoke coldly.

"Are the people in the Hua Pavilion still so scoundrel?" Master Lu sneered, "You were also shameless and wanted to compete for Confucianism and Taoism orthodoxism back then, but the methods really did not change at all!"

"Confucianism and Taoism have begun to be buried in your poetry hall. For so many years, no decent disciple has appeared. A great Confucian scholar actually made an outsider show his popularity. What qualifications are there to be called Confucianism and Taoism orthodox?" The three of them spoke without hesitation, and still looked arrogant.

At the same time, Yun Hong had already arrived on the ring and looked at Su Yu.

Everyone also looked at Su Yu. They were curious and wanted to see what this powerful king would do.

The strength of the Three Immortals is undoubtedly the highest in the game. At least in their opinion, Su Yu is far from his opponent.

The situation at this time just now formed a contrast with the fact that Da Wangshan, who was originally powerful, instantly became the weaker side.

It has to be admitted that after all, the Painting Pavilion has become famous for many years and has a much stronger foundation than the new forces like Dawangshan.

In front of everyone, Su Yu's face was calm, but he slowly stepped onto the ring.

Did you still compromise after all? Everyone thought.

Yun Hong raised his hand slightly and took out the brush, "King Su, please!"

"I'm not going to compete with you when I go on stage." Su Yu's voice was faint, and his eyes directly crossed his body, "You are not worthy yet!"

Then, he looked at the three immortals in the void, "You want to ask me about Confucianism and Taoism? Why do you need to be so troublesome? You are the Painting Pavilion, so let's just use Painting to compare!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone's hearts were beating wildly and they looked at Su Yu in disbelief.

Is this guy... crazy?

What kind of existence are the Three Immortals in the Painting Pavilion? They are also warriors who stand at the peak in the divine realm. Moreover, their level in painting has definitely reached an unimaginable level. Su Yu wants to challenge them? And it’s better to compare painting?

"No...no, this is meaningless!"

"Not necessarily, have you forgotten the previous two games? Lege's Ledao lost, Tianli's swordsmanship also lost, Dawangshan, maybe he really knows everything!"

"It's too crazy. Da Wangshan is really too crazy. This inexplicable confidence is really awesome!"

...

The people from all major forces couldn't calm down at all and were talking a lot, all staring blankly at Su Yu on the ring.

The three immortals of the Painting Pavilion looked dark, with a hint of disdain on their faces, and they didn't care about Su Yu's words.

"I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. You probably won't even be able to hold a pen holder. How can you draw?" Yun Hong's eyes flashed with anger, and he waved his wrists and started painting.

"Who said that you must use a pen to paint?" Su Yu stood with his hands behind his back and spoke happily, "You want to see the Heavenly Dao scroll, okay, I'll let you see it now!"
Chapter completed!