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Chapter 281 Who else will die?

Everyone looked up in shock and saw the huge magic clutch hovering in the air for a moment, and then suddenly slapped it, sweeping across all directions of the platform, a terrifying wave burst out. For a moment, many demons and masters from the three major sects were directly beaten into flesh paste, and screams were everywhere!

Among them, the demon master at the peak of the Yuanshen realm roared, activated his magical power, and slapped his palm with all his strength. His palm suddenly became extremely huge, facing the giant palm that emerged from the ground, but the next moment, her palm was crushed into powder, and she groaned and was beaten away. She was broken in countless bones and died directly!

There were also demon masters holding spears or showing their eyes on their eyebrows, attacking the giant palm one after another. However, none of these attacks caused any waves and were directly slapped by the demon clutch. They fell to the ground with serious injuries and found it difficult to stand up. Those with bad luck were even slapped to death by a palm.

Lei Zhenqing gritted his teeth and raised the thunder hammer. In an instant, the thunder was thundering and dark clouds were bursting, but the next moment the giant palm directly dispelled the dark clouds, separated the thunder, and slapped her away. A trace of sweat appeared on He Shuiqiong's forehead, and her expression became particularly serious and serious. She sacrificed the compass in her hand. The soul and martial soul on her head flew out, urging the power of the compass to fully activate the power of the compass, trying to block the giant palm, but the compass was slapped by the giant palm, making the starlight dim. Then the giant palm directly slapped her herself, the soul and martial soul!

Jue Zhuo Shi suddenly jumped up, and she used all her trump cards to completely turn into a demon dragon, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and the dragon roared in waves. A water spirit bead surrounded by her body, flying up and down, facing the giant palm!

She persisted for a little longer, but in the end she was still unable to stand the giant palm. She was slapped so that she could not maintain the shape of the magic dragon. She returned to her original form, flew out of the platform, vomited blood in the air, and her face was extremely pale.

Even these top-level powerhouses who have reached the extreme of the soul realm are like this, let alone others? After swinging the giant palm around, there was no other person on the platform except Bai Ruoli who was still sitting at the highest point. They were all photographed, and the deaths and injuries were extremely heavy!

Everyone below looked up at the magic clutch, and couldn't help but look fearful. This magic clutch was not of the same quality level as the golden-winged roc and the demon ape just now. This was the real killer move. Only when they entered the range of the attack would this killer move completely explode and beat them all in one go!

Below, Ji Zitan also had a slight shock in her spirit. After a while, she slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and whispered: "No wonder we didn't let us go up just now, it turned out that this hand was still hidden."

The golden-winged roc, the demon ape and the clutch, are not unfamiliar to her, and are not unfamiliar to other students in Daxia. It was the picture I saw in the Demon World when I took the Daxia Tower boat. I didn’t expect it to be painted by Bai Mufan, and it also has such terrifying power!

Among them, the most terrifying clutch that appeared in the end was far less than one millionth of that of the clutch himself, but it is more than enough to deal with a group of warriors at the level of refining and soul realms here.

The other Daxia scholars around Ji Zitan were also surprised and shocked, and could not speak for a long time.

Yu Qinzhu was also standing among the group of Daxia scholars. She looked at the clutch of the demon and then looked at Bai Mufan on the Vermillion Bird, her eyes were full of ripples. Did Brother Bai actually have this kind of ability?

At this time, the magic clutch slowly shattered as if it had completed its mission, leaving only a large pool of ink, and only the corpses all over the ground and the cracked platform silently proved what had just happened.

Bai Ruoyan was also shocked on Zhuque's back. She didn't expect that her brother's trump card would have such power!

In the backpack behind Bai Mufan, a snow-white little fox also quietly drilled out a small head, and just witnessed the whole process of the page of drawing paper showing its power. He couldn't help but be stunned. After coming to his senses, strange colors flashed in his eyes.

"Sister, please pick up Sister Yu and other bachelors from Daxia, and we will climb to the platform!"

At this time, Bai Mufan next to him urged him, and Bai Ruoyan came to her senses. She drove the Vermilion Bird to fly up and took Yu Qinzhu, Ji Zitan and many great Xia scholars to the Vermilion Bird's back. Then everyone landed on the platform, just blocking Bai Ruoli behind her.

Bai Mufan stood in front, and he glanced around, took out the paintbrush, raised the pen and hung it above the paintbrush, and said lightly: "Who else is going to die?"

Under the platform, everyone looked at the drawing paper and brushes in his hand, and couldn't help but think of the two ferocious beasts just now and the clutches that shocked the audience in the end. They couldn't help but have a cold war and stood there, not daring to move forward a little more.

Everyone stared at Bai Mufan in surprise. Unexpectedly, there was such a terrifying genius warrior hidden in Daxia. His methods were also very unique. He could use painting and guqin to defend against enemies, and his power was so terrifying that he could not tell the truth about the magical powers and physical powers that exceeded the traditional powers and physical strength!

Just because of the terrifying power that burst out from the page of drawing paper just now, it would exceed the sum of all the peak powerhouses of the Demon Clan and the three major sects. This student of Daxia is many times more powerful than Ji Zitan!

With her guarding the platform, I'm afraid no one in the treasure hall dares to climb up the platform again, approaching Bai Ruoli at the highest point.

Not far away, Jue Zhuoshi barely suppressed his injuries and stood up again. She frowned and looked at Bai Mufan and others standing on the stage, as well as the people around who were shocked and dared not climb up the platform. Her mind flew around and suddenly said, "No, you can't have the energy to draw the powerful painting just now!"

Everyone looked at Jue Zhuoshi, and only heard her staring at the paper brush in Bai Mufan's hand and said coldly: "This holy land of experience can only warriors below the Yuanshen Realm can come in. The paintings containing such terrifying power must be very amazing. It may even be that you took several days or even longer to draw them slowly. If you can draw such powerful paintings on the spot, it will exceed the strength of a great Yuanshen Realm warrior, so it is impossible. You are just bluffing now!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately felt that it made sense. If they could draw a painting with the power just now, wouldn’t this person be invincible in the world?

Thinking of this, one by one, all doubtful eyes looked at Bai Mufan on the high platform.
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