Feng Zhiling didn't expect that after cultivating for a few months, he still couldn't fight a Han Shen, so easily he found out that he was following him, and he was restrained.

It turns out that he is still so weak.

The wicked man's hand kept groping around Feng Zhiling's body, and the hateful lips rudely gagged her lips, pried open her teeth with the tip of his tongue, and pushed the tip of his tongue deep into her mouth.

Damn it...... If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't move, Feng Zhiling really wanted to bite off her tongue with her teeth.

Is it necessary to be humiliated by this wicked man in the ancient book room?

Feng Zhiling struggled to suppress her anger and panic, closed her eyes and concentrated her consciousness, trying to use her Dan Qi to awaken the Seven Absolute Silk on her waist.

Hurry up, Xiaobai, react quickly......

Han Shen eagerly lowered her to the ground and ruthlessly ripped open the placket of her clothes.

Xiaobai, save your master......

Han Shen untied the Seven Peerless Silk on Feng Zhiling's waist, threw it aside, and leaned over Feng Zhiling.

No...... Feng Zhiling was so anxious that she burst into tears.

At this moment, the Seven Absolute Aya finally moved.

It rose silently, spun in a circle in the air, sneaked up on Han Shen's back, strangled his neck, wrapped around his neck a few times, and then hung him on the beam.

Han Shen didn't take this little girl in his eyes at all, so he was careless.

Feng Zhiling let out a long breath in her heart, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her body.

Can the Seven Absolute Aya untie her own immobilization technique? It seems to be a bit difficult.

Han Shen was still hanging on the beam of the house and desperately resisting the Seven Peerless Aya. On the ancient bookshelf next to it, stacks of bamboo slips are neatly arranged.

As long as the bamboo slips fall to the ground, the senior brothers and they will definitely be able to detect a strange noise in the library pavilion.

Feng Zhiling used Neidan to control one end of the Seven Peerless Silk, trying to reach the nearest bookshelf, finding that the distance was suitable, and then swept the bookshelf to the side with a stroke of luck.

Suddenly, the sound of bamboo slips falling to the ground and the sound of bookshelves colliding and falling down one by one resounded throughout the entire library pavilion.

Han Shen heard such a loud sound, and knew that something was wrong, so he used all his strength to fight against the Seven Absolute Aya. At this time, the benefits of the Seven Absolute Silk appeared, as long as it was something that was entangled in it, if the master did not let go, it would not be easy to let go, plus Feng Zhiling also used the True Qi of his whole body to control the Seven Absolute Silk, Han Shen was restrained at this time and it was difficult to struggle.

It wasn't long before someone pushed the door open. Feng Zhiling's heart was relieved, and the strength of the Seven Absolute Ayas was also relaxed, and Han Shen just seized the opportunity to break free from the shackles of the Seven Absolute Ayas, and fled through the window in a hurry.

"Who!" The man who came in heard someone jump out of the window, chased him forward, and then stopped abruptly, and looked back at Feng Zhiling, who was lying on the ground in the corner of the door, disheveled, and teary-eyed.

Feng Zhiling looked in the direction of the door with her head overhead, and she couldn't see who was coming, but listening to the voice, she could almost tell who it was.

"Senior Sister Feng?" Lan Zhen hurriedly walked to Feng Zhiling's side, and saw that her skin was exposed, so he had to turn his face sideways, carefully tidied up her ripped clothes, and untied her hole.

Feng Zhiling took a sharp breath, recovered from the fear just now, pressed his hand to his chest, and said to Lan Zhen: "Senior Brother Lan Zhen, that person just now is Han Shen from Wubaimen, he sneakily ran to the library pavilion, I don't know what bad idea to fight, hurry up and chase ......"

Lan Zhen immediately stood up, walked to the door, and with a finger of True Qi, the copper bell hanging from the corner of the eaves made two dingdong sounds, and soon four disciples came to the courtyard of the Library Pavilion.

"Look around the Taiyi Palace, looking for the traces of Han Shen of Wubaimen. As soon as he is found, report him immediately. Lan Zhen explained to the Taiyi disciples outside the door.

"Yes. The four of them immediately took the order and left.

"Senior Sister Feng, are you okay?" Lan Zhen turned around and looked at Feng Zhiling carefully.

"I'm fine, but fortunately, Senior Brother Lan Zhen came in time. Feng Zhiling said.

"You're finally back. Lan Zhen's eyes showed joy, showing rare excitement.

*

On the spiritual platform, many disciples of the Changxuemen, Wubaimen, Qishan Sect, and Heshan Sect have gathered, about seven or eight hundred people.

Lan Yuan was talking to Wen Qinian, the head of the Wubai Sect, and Wen's face didn't look very good.

At this time, Lan Zhen came and glanced at Lan Yuan, Lan Yuan said rude to Master Wen and retreated, and then walked to the side with Lan Zhen.

"Senior Brother in charge, it was Han Shen just now, he sneaked into the Library Pavilion, and he almost had bad intentions towards Senior Sister Feng...... But he has escaped, and I have sent someone to chase him. Lan Zhen said in a low voice.

Feng Zhiling had already told Lan Zhen how she came to Taiyimen and how she met Han Shen, and the things during her disappearance were only vaguely mentioned, and asked him not to tell the senior brothers the news of his return for the time being.

Lan Yuan heard Lan Zhen's report, his fingers tightened, and asked, "How is Senior Sister Feng?"

"She's just frightened, and she's fine. Lan Zhen said.

"Seal the barrier and send additional men to track down Han Shen's whereabouts and prevent him from escaping. If you still can't catch him, as soon as the Immortal League Conference is over, you will personally take someone there. Lan Yuan said.

"Yes. After Lan Zhen finished speaking, he immediately went to arrange for his disciples to guard the enchantment.

Not long after, all the participating disciples of the Immortal Sect gathered on the spiritual platform. In the middle of the hour, the Immortal League Conference officially began, and the five doors and seven factions returned to their respective positions, and the heads of each faction were at the head and sat in front of the flags of each family.

Taiyimen has been the leader of the Immortal League for many years, and he is also the master of Taiyi Palace, so He Lanyuan is in the middle of the main platform, sitting facing south, and his four junior disciples stand on the left and right behind him: Zhao Lantai, Wei Lanzhen, Yu Lanjiu, and Ye Lanqiu.

The Immortal League Conference is generally held for three days, and there have always been three major processes, the first is martial arts, the second is fighting arts, and the third is to taste immortals.

The first day is martial arts, and it is a martial arts competition. Each immortal sect selects the disciples who are outstanding in the martial arts cultivation of the door, and draws lots to take turns to compete, compete in swordsmanship, knife skills, hidden weapons, etc., and the final winner is the leader.

The second day is a fighting spell, and it is a competition of spells. The spells cultivated by the five sects and seven schools are not exactly the same, and the techniques that each school is good at also have their own advantages, and this link is often much more interesting than the hard-fought battles of the martial arts.

The two competitions of martial arts and fighting techniques have inspired many Xianmen disciples to practice hard at this moment, eager to show their strength at the Xianmeng Conference, so as to add glory to the sect and earn a reputation for themselves in the Xianmen.

Lan Yuan had been the top performer in both competitions for 15 years in a row, but he withdrew from the competition three years ago.

On the third day, the immortal is a link for the disciples of each faction to show their talents by cultivating special abilities and skills, and at this time you can see a variety of immortal performances, such as Dan Dao, incense Dao, the way of qin music, puppetry, transfiguration, spells, hypnosis, and the dream divination technique of the dream divination concept, and so on.

Pinxian is actually similar to fighting arts, but the fundamental difference is that it is not for the purpose of attacking, but only for simple performances. Each immortal sect will send one or several disciples to complete it together.

This session is purely for entertainment and friendly exchanges, and it is also to ease the tense atmosphere of the first two days of competition, and draw a successful conclusion to the three-day Xianmeng Conference. If any of the immortal sect leaders are interested, they will not be able to resist the itch to participate, some people are prepared in advance, and some people are on a whim. This is also the most popular thing for the disciples of all factions, and they often compete to guess which head of the immortal tasting session of this conference will come to help or lose face on the first day of the Immortal League Conference. Of course, the quiz of the leader in martial arts and fighting is also an indispensable entertainment.

Feng Zhiling was frightened by Han Shen early in the morning, and she had no interest in drinking at this time, so she simply quietly came to the front hall of Taiyi Palace, and secretly observed the scene of the spiritual platform through a small gap in the courtyard wall.

She saw Lan Yuan's white-clothed long sword, sitting on his back, with a fairy awe-inspiring body, although he was only a back, she could also see his dazzling light at a glance in the crowd.

Lan Yuan changed the competition on the first day of this Immortal Alliance Conference from a martial arts to a fighting technique.

Two disciples, a man and a woman, stood on the half-surrounded field, and the two bowed their hands.

A bowl-sized copper bell hangs on a wooden shelf on the side, and the copper bell rings, and the game begins.

On the field, a disciple spilled hundreds of leaves, and the two contestants needed to beat the leaves on a wooden board three zhang away in a stick of incense, and finally counted the leaves intact and the largest number of leaves to win.

The female disciple was sensitive, waving her soft arms lightly, and two rows of dense plum blossom needles immediately flew out from between her fingers, each long needle passed through three or five green leaves successively, and finally nailed to the wooden board.

The male disciple used a three-inch-long double-edged flying knife, and the light blade shuttled through the fallen leaves in the sky, and then passed through seven or eight leaves, and was heavily embedded in the wooden plank.

Plum blossom needles and flying knives were sent out again and again, and more and more leaves were nailed to the planks. Although there are fewer leaves on each plum nail than on each small flying knife, the total number of plum blossom nails is larger. Everyone was dizzying, and for a while they felt that it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

The last row of plum blossom needles fell silently on the wooden board, and the incense was exhausted, and everyone admired it.

The green leaves were nailed into a beautiful plum blossom shape by the female disciple's plum blossom nails. And the male disciple's plank is quite disorganized.

"Tu Shan plum blossom needle is really powerful. Lan Jiu said to Lan Tai on the side.

Lantai smiled and nodded: "Tu Shan has won again." ”

The referee counted points, and finally announced - "Tushan faction one hundred and sixty-one, Changxuemen one hundred and fifty-nine, this round Tushan faction wins." ”

It turned out that the female disciple who was as light as a swallow was from the Tushan faction, while the male disciple who made the flying knife was from the Changxue Sect.

Situ Fei, the head of Changxuemen, looked very unsightly at this time.

The head of Situ is still young, he is not good at concealment, and all his emotions are on his face, compared with other experienced Xianmen masters, he seems a little immature.

As one of the five great immortal sects, Changxuemen lost the fighting competition to the Tushan faction, a small immortal sect that was full of women among the seven factions, and this matter would inevitably attract a lot of discussions, which obviously embarrassed Situ Zhangmen.

When Feng Zhiling was in Taiyi Mountain in the past, Master never let her appear at the Immortal League Conference. But she was very interested in these competitions, so Senior Brother Lan Jiu dug this peeking hole for her.

She had never seen Lan Chengyi appear in the previous Immortal League conferences, and this time, without exception, there was none.

There were two more disciples standing on the field to compete, Feng Zhiling glanced twice, she didn't know anyone on the field, so she lost interest, what she was most worried about at the moment was when Ling Xiao would appear.

If the Soul Choke, Zhenyuan Stone, and Qianlong Sword meet, what kind of scene will it be?

“...... This round of Wu Men wins!"

Feng Zhiling leaned against the wall, his hand touched the Seven Peerless Silk on his waist, and the scene of Ling Xiao teaching him to practice unconsciously appeared in his mind.

She quickly shook her head and shook the image out of her head.

There have been several rounds of competition outside.

"The people on the field, Taiyimen, Wei Lanzhen, Wu Baimen, Meng Xianzhi. ”

Hearing Taiyimen, Feng Zhiling immediately lifted her spirits. She put her eyes on the small hole, and just happened to see Lan Zhen on the field, he seemed to glance at the small hole intentionally or unintentionally, but soon concentrated again, putting on his usual cold and serious expression.

This time, it's a screen-splitting artifact.

Wei Lanzhen and Meng Xianzhi were both blindfolded, and then someone brought two thick wooden screens and put them in front of the two, the screen was engraved with the same small poem in block letters, and there were two tables three zhang away on the other side of the screen, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on them.

What they have to do is to rely on the touch of their fingers to identify the poems on the screen, and then use the pen on the other side of the screen to write the poems on the screen. Whoever finishes faster wins.

After the copper bell rang, Lan Zhen reached out and stroked the screen, only touched it twice, and then did not hesitate to resist the qi, hold the pen and dip the ink across the screen, and write on the rice paper smoothly.

That Meng Xianzhi was not bad, he was a few moments late, and he did it soon.

"This round of Taiyi Gate, win. ”

"It's a pity that it's still not as powerful as our senior brother Lan Zhen. Feng Zhiling thought proudly.

The two disciples held up two poems that had been written and showed them to everyone sitting to enjoy, Feng Zhiling had good eyesight and recognized the ink on the cursive script on the rice paper of Lan Zhen twenty zhang away-

"Qingqing Zijin, relax my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining won't make a sound?

Qingqingzi Pei, I think about it. Even if I don't go, Zining won't come?

Picky and embarrassed, in the city. Not seen for a day, like March. ”

"Senior Brother Lan Zhen's handwriting is getting better and better. Feng Zhiling admired in her heart.

The admiration in Feng Zhiling's heart was not finished, Lan Yuan suddenly got up and said, "Everyone be careful!"

Lan Zhen immediately took off the black cloth that was blindfolded and placed his right hand on his personal sword.

An evil wind burst out on the spiritual platform, and the two blank pieces of paper and ink were hit by something in an instant, and turned into snowflake fragments in the air.

Everyone stood up and waited, drew their blades, and listened attentively to the movements around them.

"It's coming......" Feng Zhiling held her breath and looked at the spiritual platform without blinking.

A soul-shutting sound flew out of nowhere, the speed was amazing, and it stabbed straight at Lan Zhen who was standing in the center of the field, Lan Zhen quickly drew his sword to resist, and the two iron tools collided with dazzling sparks, and Lan Zhen was forced to take several steps back.

After three or five moves with Lan Zhen, he suddenly turned his head and stabbed at a man with a round figure behind Lan Zhen.

This person is the head of the Heshan faction, Guo Liao, with two beards, shiny skin, and some official temperament full of brains. He didn't expect the suffocator to suddenly attack him, and he hurriedly resisted with his sword, and was forced to take a few steps back, crashing into the small tea table behind him.

Lan Yuan immediately sacrificed the Yichen Sword in his hand to block the pressure of the soul choke for Guo Liao, but unfortunately Guo Liao's body was a little bloated, his body was unstable, and he shook back and forth like a tumbler a few times, and finally knocked over the tea table hard, fell to the ground on his back, and smashed a crackling sound, and his disciples didn't have time to hold on.

"Ouch!" squealed.

Ling Xiao, dressed in a yellow robe, finally flew from a distance and landed unceremoniously on the spiritual platform, followed by the conspicuous four people of earth, wind, water and fire.

The flying soul choke returned to Ling Xiao's hand, and Lan Yuan also withdrew the Yichen Sword.

"Ling Xiao, you're finally here. Lan Yuan said.

"It looks like your injuries last time are all healed, He Lanyuan. Ling Xiao said.

"If you surrender today, I will spare your life. Lan Yuan said.

"Haha. Did I hear you right? I didn't intend to bypass you. Ling Xiao sneered twice and said, "All the people in today's Immortal Alliance Conference, don't even think about living. All the people in my Demon Realm have broken into the Taiyi Mountain Barrier and surrounded this place, so no one can try to escape. ”

"It seems that you are dead. Lan Yuan said.

"Exterminating the Immortal Gate has always been my only goal. Ling Xiao said.

Ling Xiao was not interested in chatting with Lan Yuan more, so he raised his soul choke and stabbed at Lan Yuan.

Lan Yuan is no longer the one who was seriously injured during the Battle of Taiyimen last year, and in the past few months, he has been in retreat and cultivation, and his skills have improved to a higher level. He was calm and composed, and his right hand pushed out the Yichen sword, catching the soul-suffocating move, and the two blades collided with a "sonorous" sound, which shook the eardrums of the entire spiritual platform almost burst.

Those disciples who were still low in cultivation were busy covering their ears with their hands, or clinging to the dantian in their hearts to resist the powerful power.

The four demon envoys also quickly entered the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

The two Thousand Machine Wheels in Di Kun's hand struck each other, making a buzzing sound, as if it were a command, and in an instant, hundreds of Demon Realm disciples poured out from the nine-story staircase, killing their old enemies viciously.

Huoli, Zewu, and Xunfeng all used their housekeeping skills, their eyes were red, and they pounced on their old enemies for many years with murderous energy.

Lan Yuan still remembered the tragic situation of Taiyi Mountain flowing with rivers of blood and corpses all over the field last time, and the tragedy inevitably reappeared, so he immediately made up his mind to solve it quickly.

He used enough true qi to make the Yichen Sword go around half a circle in the air, came behind Ling Xiao, and stabbed him in the back, Ling Xiao immediately turned around and blocked with a soul choke.

In this short gap, Lan Yuan's right hand was secretly lucky, and a silver-white sword shadow flew out of the Taiyi Palace extremely quickly, landing in Lan Yuan's right hand, Lan Yuan didn't pause for a moment, and stabbed Ling Xiao's heart with the long hand in his hand.

Ling Xiao was fighting with the Yichen sword, and suddenly noticed another unprecedented huge murderous aura coming towards him from behind, and immediately instinctively withdrew to the left to dodge, intending to dodge the front and rear double sword strikes, but the sword shadow in Lan Yuan's hand was so reluctant that even the soul choke was suppressed by this powerful sword qi that suddenly appeared.

"Could it be the Hidden Dragon Sword?" Ling Xiao's face changed.

"Exactly. ”

The body of the Hidden Dragon Sword is slightly wider than that of ordinary swords, and it is more domineering, and when the sword is released, it is like a white phantom, and the place it attacks is unpredictable and dangerous.

Even though the Soul Choke is a killing weapon, the Hidden Dragon Sword is even more oppressive, and Ling Xiao's first battle against the Hidden Dragon Sword, Lan Yuan has long been familiar with the nature of the Soul Choke, so he naturally easily has the upper hand.

Lan Yuan took advantage of Ling Xiao's confusion and transported a very strong true qi to inject into the Hidden Dragon Sword, using the "Hidden Dragon Sword Technique" that no one present had ever seen, and the move was fierce, Ling Xiao was caught off guard, resisted three moves, and was stabbed in the chest by a powerful sword qi, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

This scene was clearly seen by Feng Zhiling from the small hole.

She said silently in her heart: ...... Is it worth it to take revenge at such a cost?

Di Kun hurriedly pulled out and held Ling Xiao, who took advantage of the situation to take out the Zhenyuan Stone from Qiankun's sleeve.

"Ling Xiao, return Zhen Yuanshi to me Kunshan!" Ge Chong saw Zhen Yuanshi, his eyes were red, and he was about to rush forward with a big stride.

Ling Xiao ignored Ge Chong and pressed the gossip seal on the Zhenyuan Stone, the Zhenyuan Stone immediately opened, and before Ge Chong got closer, he was shocked by the destruction power of the Zhenyuan Stone.

"Everyone avoid, watch out for Zhen Yuanshi!" Lan Yuan reminded.

When everyone saw that Ge Chong, the head of Kunshan, was easily bounced away, they naturally understood the power of the Zhenyuan Stone, and hurriedly avoided the area covered by the Zhenyuan Stone.

In the place covered by the blue light of Zhenyuan Stone, all the tables, chairs, and flags instantly slammed backwards, collapsed, and shattered like a devastating and decaying, and the floor tiles of the spiritual platform cracked many small cracks, and everywhere the blue light reached, everything seemed to be thrown into a gravel furnace, and the cracks in the ground cracks became bigger and bigger......

"Then don't blame me for being rude!" Lan Yuan's figure moved quickly, dancing out of the second form of the Hidden Dragon Sword Technique, "Green Dragon Out of the Water", and suddenly a dazzling silver-white light flew out from the tip of the sword, breaking through the blue strong light of Zhenyuan Stone head-on, and Ling Xiao stabbed straight away.

Seeing that the Venerable Lord was in danger, Di Kun hurriedly stepped forward and blocked in front of Ling Xiao.

"Get out of here!"

Ling Xiao kicked Di Kun away, holding Zhen Yuanshi with his left hand and Soul Choking with his right hand, resisting Lan Yuan's Hidden Dragon Sword with all his might.

He kicked Di Kun away, but he didn't want Di Kun to die in vain.

Ling Xiao was originally left-handed, and after long-term training, the two hands were almost the same. It's a pity that he has been stabbed by the Hidden Dragon Sword just now, and at the same time, he has to control two extremely strong immortal weapons with luck, so he has a little difficulty for a while.

Zhen Yuanshi was still destroying everything on the spiritual platform, seeing that the seats on the first platform in the distance had been overturned, and the devastating blue light was about to cover the door of Taiyi Palace.

Lan Yuan took two steps back, changed his sword technique, flew to the left, and then slashed horizontally with full true qi, using the fifth form of the Hidden Dragon Sword "Phantom Dragon Demon Slayer", the sword qi instantly cut off the blue light of Zhenyuan Stone, and the sword body emitted a wave of extremely strong murderous aura like a tsunami, which shook Ling Xiao back again and again. The Hidden Dragon Sword chased after him, suddenly approaching Ling Xiao like a phantom, and a sword slashed on his right arm, instantly splashing blood.

This trick happened in an instant, it was quite treacherous, and it was exactly as its name suggested.

Lan Yuan didn't give Ling Xiao a chance to breathe, and continued to use the Hidden Dragon Sword to pick at Ling Xiao's left arm, Ling Xiao's left forearm cut a deep wound, and finally lost his strength, Zhen Yuan Stone flew out of the air, Lan Yuan jumped upward, and took Zhen Yuan Stone in his hands.

In this situation, Feng Zhiling's heart was about to jump out when she saw it.

Ling Xiao's cultivation is not high, but in front of Lan Yuan, who is holding the Hidden Dragon Sword, he suddenly loses the power to parry, and he hits three moves in a row, and the move is close to death......

The Hidden Dragon Sword is too powerful......

In fact, if Lan Yuan hadn't fought very hard and fought with Ling Xiao quickly, maybe the two would still continue to fight back and forth. It was Lan Yuan's surprise that took the lead, and even more, whether it was the soul choke or the Zhenyuan stone, they were all immortal magic weapons, and Ling Xiao did not exert the full power of these two magic weapons at all.

Seeing blood flowing from Ling Xiao's arms and chest, Feng Zhiling unconsciously covered her chest, and she began to panic inexplicably......