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Chapter 517 Kylin Pen, Song of Broken Soul!

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    "What poem is this?"

    Chen Chun kept searching for clues about this poem in his mind, but in the end he found that he had never heard of it.

    "It's impossible. I've read all the books in Sanshan Shuhai, and I can't miss them!" Chen Chun widened his eyes and murmured in disbelief: "Unless this is your original poem!"

    But Chen Chun thought about it again, and said with some doubts: "But this poem can actually improve your power to a great level. How can you write such a holy poem?"

    It's not that Chen Chun looks down on Bu Feifan, but that the poems of holy grades are really rare in the ages.

    Even among the Seventy-two Academy of Confucianism, there are not many people who can write this holy poem!

    After all, talent, knowledge, experience, and perception are all indispensable, and it is definitely not something that can be done after a high level!

    In the Seventy-two Academy of Confucianism, all those who can compose excellent poems, especially those who have written sacred poems, are all the ones that everyone looks up to.

    Even the evildoer in the Seventy-two Academy, although his realm is low, he actually wrote the poem of the holy grade, and this alone made him the most popular among the Seventy-two Academy except the presidents of each courtyard.  He is a respected person, even Chen Chun has to be called Master when meeting him.

    Therefore, Chen Chun has always been proud of the fact that he had created the collection of fairy poems "The Complete Works of Beixi", and his master is Zhu Xi, which is enough to make him look down on most people in the Tianzi Academy!

    But now that this poem came out of Bu Feifan's mouth, it naturally shocked him, and what he had always been proud of in his heart also collapsed.

    Even now that Bu Feifan has reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian, which is the same as his own realm, Chen Chun cannot be brought back to his senses.

    "How can this be?"

    Seeing Chen Chun in a daze, Bu Feifan snorted coldly, looked back to the sky, and said: "It seems that the battle is going to be settled quickly!"

    If it is true what Chen Chun said, he came with the real Huanglong, then I am afraid that it will not be long before they will notice the abnormality and come to look for Chen Chun's trace.

    And if there is a fight here, the fluctuations produced by the spiritual energy will definitely not be able to escape the spiritual consciousness of the quasi-sage real Huanglong.

    But the person in front of him has already known his whereabouts, so he must not be able to stay!

    Therefore, Bu Feifan made a decision in his heart, and it must be a sure-fire move once he makes a move!

    After that, leave a formation here to delay the time, so that you can cover your tracks along the way.

    Thinking of this, Bu Feifei paused, and a black dragon guqin appeared in his hand in a daze!

    At this moment, Chen Chun came back to his senses, forcibly suppressed his state of mind, and said: "I didn't expect you to have such talent. It seems that I underestimated you before, but it's a pity that you are not my Confucianist."  People from the Seventy-two Courtyard, otherwise I can't even ask you for help.

    Teach me, but now you have to die!  "

    It was not easy for Chen Chun to be shocked in his heart. All he had learned before was that this step of extraordinary strength was superior, he was able to fight through leaps and bounds, and there was even a secret method to forcibly improve his own strength. In addition, he carried the wordless book in the treasury of the Emperor of Heaven.  Attracted Chen Chun coveted.

    But at this moment, when Chen Chun found out that Bu Feifan still had such a talent, he wanted to kill him!

    "It's such a pity. Originally, my purpose was just the wordless book, and I didn't want to entangle you too much, but now it seems that you can't stay. What's more, you don't look like the kind of person who can have a grudge against you."  Those who repay you, if you take time to make you grow stronger."

    Chen Chun's heart skipped a beat, and he swung his hand in the palm of his hand, and a different kind of writing brush appeared in his hand.

    This brush looks a little weird, and Bu Feifan has never seen such a brush before. The overall color is fiery red, as if it has been dyed with red ink.

    The barrel of the pen is even more finely crafted, obviously with many lines, but it fits the fingers extremely well. When Chen Chun holds it in his hand, it seems to be integrated into one body, without any discomfort at all.

    Chen Chun seemed to be quite satisfied, with a lot of treasure in his eyes, and said: "Although you have a secret method that can be promoted to the realm of the Da Luo Jinxian, it is considered extraordinary strength, but it is a pity that the person you met today is me!"

    Killing intent flashed in Chen Chun's eyes, and he swiped in the air with a brush in his hand. There was obviously no ink, not even paper, but a huge "killing" appeared where the brush passed.?? character.

    "This brush was given to me by Master. It's called the Kylin Pen. It's made of the mane of a young Fire Kylin, and the words 'Sage of Calligraphy' are engraved on the barrel of the pen!"

    When he said this, Chen Chun's tone was full of pride, but immediately became murderous.

    And the words in the air also turned into a sword in a trance, pointing directly at Bu Feifan's eyebrows!

    Even Xue Yang, who was out of breath, felt such terrifying killing intent, and when his back felt a shudder, a sense of sternness poured from the top of his head to his feet, and he could only quickly shout: "Brother Bu, be careful!  "

    Bu Feifan watched the sword flying towards him, his eyes flashed, and he pushed out with one hand, a chess piece flew out like a meteor, and collided with the virtual sword.

    This chess piece was not after Bu Feifan used his chess skills, but was just thrown out with the power of the Daluo Jinxian Realm, so it couldn't support it after touching the sword, and it directly turned into powder.

    Seeing this, Chen Chun couldn't help laughing and said: "It's really a car with a mantis' arms. Do you think that the level you have raised with your secret technique can really compare with my real Daluo Jinxian? What's more, I still use this unicorn pen  The power! I really want to die!"

    However, at the next moment, Chen Chun's laughter stopped for a moment, and a slow zither sound floated out from Bu Feifan's fingertips.

    "It's enough to be able to delay the effort for such a moment!" Bu Feifan slowly opened his eyes, just staring at his hands silently, as if he was carefully observing the strings of his own.

    "A heartbroken song!"

    The sound of the piano was played slowly, and Chen Chun's expression changed drastically, but when he realized it, it seemed that it was already too late.

    The resentful sound of the piano seemed to be crying in sorrow, and countless wailings slowly emerged from Chen Chun's mind, sometimes irritable, sometimes sad and angry, only the heart-piercing pain really appeared in Chen Chun's heart  heart.

    "Is this 'Broken Soul Song' good?" With a faint smile on the corner of Bu Feifei's mouth, he said softly to Chen Chun in front of him, as if he was talking to an old friend for many years, but Chen Chun only had fear in his eyes at the moment!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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