Sure enough, many of the disciples in the audience had already shown a trace of unbearability, and Yan Song in the ring was even more direct, because the charm was completely aimed at him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this moment, Yan Song looked at the female disciple opposite, and only sighed in his heart, why did he not know that the Ethereal Hall was so stunning after so many years in the sect, his eyebrows were picturesque, green silk was like snow, and a pair of beautiful eyes showed a trace of indescribable regret and unwillingness at this moment, but it was more of a pitiful color, the plump Yao nose was slightly moving at the moment, wrinkling a small arc, as if telling dissatisfaction, and the plump little mouth was slightly deflated, with a look of pity when I saw it.

"Ethereal Palace, Han Ziyi, I've seen my senior brother. ”

The girl saw that Yan Song didn't speak, but she repeated it again. But this time, it seems to have been replaced with a hint of anger.

Yan Song suddenly felt that his heart was hit again, but after being stunned for a moment, he smiled very brightly, put on a brocade robe, and returned the salute in a chic manner, "Senior sister don't be polite, I am Yan Song of Liuyun Palace, I have to see my senior sister today, and I know that there is such a beautiful woman in the Ethereal Palace." ”

Lin Xuan suddenly felt sick to his stomach, I heard that this was a compliment, but if he listened to it the other way around, it would mean that the rest of the people in the Ethereal Hall were all in the posture of Pu Liu?

And the woman called Han Ziyi was a trace of annoyance flashed in her beautiful eyes, and it was fleeting, Yan Song didn't notice it at all, and at this moment he was really attracted by this woman's appearance.

Cultivating immortals for immortality, if they are accompanied by immortal companions, it is naturally a better thing, ascetics? That is for some very few cultivators, at least Yan Song knows, many disciples have long paid attention to those female disciples in the Ethereal Palace, and they all belong to each other.

"In the ring, how can you talk here?"

A thin old man, with a thunderous voice, resounded above the ring, and many disciples under the ring suddenly felt a roar in their ears.

And the two of them on the stage shook their bodies directly and almost fell to the ground.

"Hmph, if you don't start, both of them will be eliminated directly. ”

The old man's gray robe swung and shot directly out of the ring. He is the ancestor of the middle stage of Jindan, the elder of Yunluo Palace, the title of Lei Yin Zhenren, it is a metallic mutated spirit root, a thunder attribute alien spirit root, a hot temper, a thunder attribute Dao method, and his strength is unfathomable, even the hall master Roger cannot guarantee a complete victory with him.

Lin Xuan was particularly curious at the moment, how would this Han Ziyi behave, he had made so much foreshadowing in the early stage, if there was no follow-up move, it would be too much to say.

"Senior sister, please. ”

A golden light flashed on Yan Song's body, and suddenly, a golden flying sword appeared in his hand, and he pinched the magic trick with one hand, and the spiritual power on his body surged, and a brilliant energy shield was put on his body, like a golden bell, enveloping him tightly.

"It's metallic. Lin Xuan muttered to himself, metallicity is one of the strongest attack attributes among the five elements, and the Qiantian Sword Technique he cultivated is the metallic technique, although he doesn't know a lot about the power of metallicness, but at least he knows something. Disciples of this attribute can be classified into two kinds, one is physical cultivation, specializing in the incorruptible body of Vajra, and the other is the orthodox cultivation method, majoring in the golden flying sword school, the flying sword of this school is very powerful.

This Yan Song is not a fool, at the time of Dabi, if he was distracted because of child's play or for any other reason, then returning to the palace and accepting him would be the most cruel punishment.

And Han Ziyi, who was on the other side, was slandering this Lei Yin real person in his heart at the moment, it was too much of a hindrance, and he was almost able to plant the seed.

"Senior brother, if the little sister is not supported later, please be merciful to the senior brother. Watery beautiful eyes, staring at Yan Song, as if with magic power.

Yan Song felt that a crack in his heart had been pried open, as if Han Ziyi's shadow was slowly imprinted in the bottom of his heart, and nodded, and a touch of tenderness appeared on his face.

The scene above the ring, the Jindan Stage Ancestor above the main hall of Luoyun Peak saw it clearly, Yunhe Zhenren's face was a little dull at the moment, while Ouyang Qianqian on the side was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and what he was talking to Yunhe Zhenren, the elders on the side also echoed.

"Senior brother in charge, I am willing to lose the bet, a piece of high-grade water attribute spirit stone is just a drop in the bucket for you, senior brother. Ouyang Qianqian actually stretched out her slender jade hand and asked Yunhe Zhenren for a spade.

Yunhe Zhenren was stunned, but then he did show a smile, and a ring on his finger flashed lightly, but it was a water-attribute high-grade spirit stone that appeared in his hand. "Then thank you, senior brother, this kid in Ziyi, although he only has the seventh-layer realm of qi refining, but even some disciples of the ninth-layer realm of qi refining, if they don't pay attention to it, they will fall into the environment that Ziyi weaves for him, this kid is a disciple I have seen who is even better qualified than Qian'er to cultivate illusions, but unfortunately, there is no innate spirit body. ”

Ouyang Qianqian looked at the No. 6 ring at this moment, Han Ziyi took out a small spirit shuttle, and between the pinching tips, the spirit shuttle flew, but it was a very common emerald green color, which was a wood attribute spirit root.

Lin Xuan saw Yan Song's movements, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart, when facing the enemy, he only used six points of spiritual power, although he had the spare strength to accept changes, but this was obviously feeding Han Ziyi, and Han Ziyi's red face, more and more watery eyes, every time he aimed at Yan Song, some disciples under the ring secretly paused, and some were even jealous of Yan Song's luck, this Han Ziyi was clearly a sign of having a good impression of him.

"Aurora Splitter. ”

Yan Song's face showed a hint of intoxication, but in the next moment, the spiritual power suddenly skyrocketed, and the spirit sword in his hand flew out directly, brushing and brushing, five swords in a row, one sword was faster than the other, and the five sword lights were still splitting apart, and the entire sky was filled with endless sword energy, and the golden light was shining, so that Yan Song's figure completely dodged behind the sword light, and he couldn't see the figure clearly.

And Han Ziyi on the opposite side showed a hint of difference, her silver teeth clenched, her spiritual power began to skyrocket, her hands danced rapidly, and her spiritual weapon spirit shuttle flew as if weaving a big net.

"Dream. ”

It is obviously the spiritual power of the wood attribute, but at this moment it has a faint pink color, and the big net, under the flying of the spirit shuttle, is rapidly constructed, and a huge net of spiritual power emerges in a moment.

With one hand, Han Ziyi disappeared with a giant net of spiritual power, and she herself burst into flames and retreated, because the power of the spiritual sword, which was like ten thousand golden lights, was already approaching.

"Senior sister, senior brother has already given you many opportunities at the beginning, but it's a pity that my sister's charm doesn't seem to have reached home. ”

At this moment, Yan Song still had a trace of indulgence, and the fierce golden sword qi killed Han Ziyi in front of him, and he turned into a golden rainbow, and he attacked like lightning.

A spirit sword poked out and stabbed Han Ziyi's lower abdomen.