The strongest master in history

Lin Yuanjian, who had changed back to his original appearance, had no ripples on his calm and handsome face, like a slow-flowing clear spring.

Compared with the huge destructive black wave, Lin Yuanjian's small figure is like an ant, fragile and vulnerable, just one round of the black tide is enough to crush him to pieces.

However, these are just appearances.

Lin Yuanjian has never been arrogant, and it is impossible to be arrogant. He dared to stand in front of this black tide, which meant that this was just another opportunity for him to pretend.

The flaming angel sword disappeared in his hand, replaced by a ridiculously huge pen!
All the powerhouses of the Angel Protoss were stunned, why take out a pen in the face of a crisis?Want to write?What's the use?

Because the magic weapon like a pen is too rare, everyone didn't turn their heads for a while.

Lin Yuan saw that he was holding the fortune pen with both hands, and his eyes were fixed on the tip of the pen emitting a faint light, but he turned a blind eye to the terrible attack that was coming.

Di Kuangyang didn't even blink his eyes, he wanted to see what kind of means Lin Yuanjian had.

To be famous in the Northern Crown Star Region, to dare to break into the hinterland of the Angel God Clan alone, and to be so arrogant and domineering, how could he be an ordinary person?
Di Guiyi and Di Kun also kept their eyes on each other, and were ready to strike at any time.

Although the black angels under Di Kuangyang are powerful, they may not be able to cause too much damage to that mysterious guy, and maybe they will be needed in the end.

Just when the black wave of destruction was about to overwhelm him——

Lin Yuanjian swiped his pen suddenly and quickly, making dazzling strokes in front of him.

Everyone was confused and felt that Lin Yuanjian was writing, but they couldn't tell what was written.

Because Lin Yuanjian wrote cursive script!

Although bells and whistles, but still practical and effective.

The domineering tide is about to have a close contact with Lin Yuanjian...

Just then, something weird happened.

The turbulent destructive momentum suddenly dissipated, and the wave was powerless and instantly weak. It patted on Lin Yuanjian's body lightly like tiny waves, and the damage was hardly even a tickle.

Ninety-nine and 81 black angels in the formation simultaneously let out a groan in their hearts.

This round of attack was inexplicably weakened countless times?
And the reason for all this is just because Lin Yuanjian stroked lightly twice with a pen?

What artifact is this?New products on the market for magic weapons recently?

Although the three of Di Kuangyang couldn't understand it, they didn't care. The first round of the formation's offensive was completely within their expectations.

A group of black angels were stunned for a long time, then quickly adjusted their states, and the whole formation became perfect again, ninety-nine and 81 people seemed to be one, mysterious and magical.

The strength of this formation has not yet been fully revealed.

They are confident enough that as long as they completely let go of their hands and feet, they will be able to trap Lin Yuanjian to death in the formation.

No one has ever been able to walk out of their formation alive, even if the body is not intact, it can be seen how fierce this formation is.

It's a pity that the opponent they met was not an ordinary person, but an odd number who couldn't find a second place in the entire universe, the famous peerless, invincible, undefeated peerless king.

In Lin Yuanjian's view, no matter how many tricks this group of black angels play with the formation, it is just a waste of time. In this case, he is very happy to help them save this time.

The next thing to do is much simpler!

Before the black angels were ready to do it, Lin Yuanjian asked a question in a very joking tone with the fortune pen in hand: "Do you know how to write the word dead?"

Ok? ? ?
What does it mean?
All the black angels were unaware, so after two seconds of silence, they began to concentrate their attacks!
The terrible pressure came again...

"Can you see what he wants to do?" Di Kuangyang suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Di Guiyi shook his head: "I can't see it, and we don't understand prophets."

Di Kun's eyes were filled with a chilling gleam: "This boy reveals something strange from top to bottom. He dared to come alone, and he had no fear of us. He must have come prepared. Just Even Emperor Ba is counted by him..."

"Let's see, as long as we can keep him here, the matter is still within our control." Di Kuangyang's eyes flashed sinister, and he was planning some kind of conspiracy.

Di Ba has been doing things outside, how could Di Kuangyang do nothing?

It has already been said earlier that Diba is a fierce tiger, and Di Kuangyang is a poisonous snake.

Taking advantage of the 81 black angels gathering to attack, Lin Yuanjian grasped the Shengyuan pen in a handsome posture, with a wanton and unrestrained smile on his face. At this moment, the whole person seemed to be transformed into a calligrapher, and began to write in front of him. Write in the empty space.

First of all, it's Yiheng!
Then, it's a stroke...

The powerhouses of the angel protoss were in an uproar, writing again?What kind of magical operation is this?Could this be the usage of the pen-shaped magic weapon in his hand?What will happen next?Has the attack of the black angels been disintegrated again?
When Lin Yuan saw that he was writing this time, in order to let everyone see clearly, he deliberately made traces visible to the naked eye, so that every stroke can be seen clearly.

Soon, a freshly baked word "death" was written.

How should I brag about this word?Wow, that's really a sharp pen, elegant and free writing, like a dragon, unconstrained, with twists and turns, like a flying snake, and it seems... I can't write any more, the writing is so damn good.

"You must have seen clearly how this dead character is written." Lin Yuanjian said meaningfully.

Everyone still didn't understand what he meant, they just felt very puzzled, we don't care how you write it?Have a fart relationship with us?Who are you scaring by writing the word "death"?

"Don't understand?" Lin Yuan saw a proud arc raised from the corner of his mouth, and just as he finished speaking, a shocking scene appeared! !
The 81 black angels, who were controlling the formation and preparing to attack, vomited blood without any warning at all. In just a few seconds, the signs of life disappeared rapidly, and even the primordial spirit shrank away.

The entire formation collapsed immediately, and it could no longer form a formation.

Seeing that almost [-]% of his soul power had been drained, Lin Yuan felt a strong sense of exhaustion in the depths of his mind, and he couldn't help being startled.

In order to use this move to create a terrifying deterrent, he had expected that it would consume a lot, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

This fortune pen is easy to use, but it is easy to use. It is still a bit overloaded to kill 81 star field ancestor powerhouses at once.

Fortunately, the way of controlling the soul can restore his soul power.

The primordial power of the 81 black angels was swallowed by him domineeringly!