The two of them entered the ring almost at the same time, but below the ring, almost all the eyes of the people watching the battle fell on Ling Yan.
"Fairy Lingyan!"
"Fairy Lingyan finally appears."
"I don't know why, but based on looks, Fairy Ling Yan is not as beautiful as Princess Fanyao, nor as beautiful as that woman from the Celestial Clan, but in my heart I always think that Fairy Ling Yan is the most beautiful woman in the world. Although I say There are some contradictions.”
"Me too."
"Fairy Lingyan, this is the most perfect fairy in my heart. Fairy Lingyan is facing Huanshi this time. Huanshi should be considered a relatively weak person among these sixteen people. Fairy Lingyan His luck should be pretty good."
"You can't say that. Among the sixteen people now, except for Zhao Yan, who is relatively weak, there is no one who is weak, not to mention his illusions in the fantasy world are so weird!"
"Yes, the illusion of the illusory world is hard to guard against."
A group of long-standing great sects spoke in a low voice to the juniors in the sect behind them: "Observe this Lingyan carefully and understand it with your heart."
"Ling Yan?" Behind him, several young monks looked surprised. They naturally knew that Ling Yan was strong, but there was no one with weak hands who had reached this stage.
But why didn't their uncle let them understand other people's battles before, but now he specifically pointed out Ling Yan
Although Ling Yan has been winning along the way, she has not been as stunning in battle as Zheng Shiyi, Zhou Wuji or even the previous Saint of the Jasper Sect.
She gave people the impression that she was just winning in a mediocre way, but she won.
Master uncle actually valued her so much!
Several people looked at Ling Yan on the stage with confusion.
Ling Yan stood calmly on the ring, as if he was not about to compete in martial arts. There was no trace of solemnity on his face, and there was not even any cold breath coming out of his body.
At first glance, she seemed to be full of weaknesses.
The spiritual energy in Huanshi's body was surging crazily, and streams of strong demonic energy surged out of his body.
Zheng Shiyi nodded slightly. His senior brother's aura had improved a lot compared to the previous battle with Mo Xing. It had been a long time since he had seen anyone else take action.
On the ring, a strange red light flashed in Huan Shi's eyes. In his eyes, a pair of pupils looked like mysterious black nebulae in the sky, looking at Ling Yan.
Ling Yan's body has jumped up, like a butterfly flying among the flowers, light and agile, and the sword in his hand is unsheathed, also full of lightness.
On the high platform, a look of surprise appeared on Zheng Shiyi's face. She was not affected by Brother Huanshi's illusion! But she didn't see any treasure on her body that could defend against illusions like relics.
Huan Shi frowned deeply. Was his illusion broken? It seems that the illusion is not strong enough.
Behind him, a huge eye appeared, and a gloomy, terrifying, and mysterious aura emerged.
In mid-air, Ling Yan stretched out a white palm and pointed forward gently.
The next moment, behind the fantasy world, the huge shadow of the eye burst open like a bubble blown by a child, and the shadow of the giant eye dissipated.
What!
Huan Shi's expression suddenly changed. His martial soul, his martial soul, could be broken so easily
Ling Yan, how did she do it
Ordinary illusions are ineffective against Ling Yan, and if his martial soul is broken, the illusions cannot be strengthened either.
In this case, the only way is to swallow the devil.
Huanshi thought about it, and just when he was about to activate the magic of swallowing demons, a white light flashed in front of his eyes.
A sharp sword stayed at his neck.
The demon-swallowing magic that Huan Shi was about to launch suddenly stopped. He looked at Ling Yan with the sword against his neck in amazement, and felt horrified in his heart.
When did Ling Yan arrive at his side? She was clearly still some distance away from him just now, how could she be in front of him in the blink of an eye
Clang…
With a soft sound, Ling Yan retracted her sword, turned around and walked towards the ring. As she walked, her clear voice came at the same time: "With the cultivation level of Hou Realm, frequent use of the Demon Swallowing Technique will affect your future cultivation path. "
As soon as she finished speaking, she had already walked off the stage.
Below the ring, everyone was stunned.
"Fairy Ling Yan won? Is this a victory?"
"Winning so easily? It was just a sword, and she didn't even hurt Huan Shi."
"That opponent in the fantasy world is a headache for everyone. Why doesn't his illusion work?"
"How did Fairy Ling Yan break the illusion of the illusory world?"
"This... this doesn't look like a battle among the top 16 at all. Is there such a big difference in strength between Huanshi and him?"
On the high platform, everyone looked at Ling Yan in surprise.
Among the crowd, Zhou Wuji laughed softly: "Interesting, this woman is really interesting."
After a long time, the Six Desires Demonic Dragon finally said with a sigh: "Unexpectedly, really unexpectedly, this Ling Yan actually has such strength. No wonder, some people have always said that among the contemporaries, the strongest female warrior must be from the Piao Miao Cult. .”
Among everyone, apart from Zheng Shiyi, she is probably the one who knows the cultivation of Huanshi the best. Her cultivation method can suppress Huanshi, but even so, she cannot do it so easily when fighting against Huanshi. of winning.
Ling Yan, she really hides everything.
Beside her, everyone looked heavy. The top 16 had already had four competitions.
Except for the one where Guili surrendered, whether it was Zheng Shiyi defeating Daqianhou or Su Yuqi defeating Zhao Yan, their two victories were far less shocking than Ling Yan's victory.
Zheng Shiyi looked at the fantasy world that was still on the ring and sighed. Senior brother, he was indeed defeated. When he saw that his opponent was Ling Yan, he had already thought that his senior brother would lose. However, he never expected that his senior brother would lose. So thorough.
Ling Yan's sword seemed light and agile, without any murderous intent, and he couldn't even feel the sharpness at all, but in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of his senior brother.
As she moved, he didn't even fully see her trajectory.
What is even more puzzling is how she cracked the illusion of Brother Huanshi.
Zheng Shiyi looked at Huanshi, who was still standing on the ring and seemed to have not recovered yet. He jumped down from the high platform and walked towards the ring.
On the ring, Huanshi stared blankly at the inner demon old man in the crowd. There were many onlookers at the Shenhou Conference, but in the crowd, he still caught a glimpse of his master.
master…
He still lost, and he lost in the top sixteen.
This Divine Lords Conference can even be said to be a once-in-a-millennium Divine Lords Conference.
It is true that he did not have much chance to win the position of God Lord, but he was still able to prove himself at the God Lord Conference. Now he fell down here, so easily...
His master is an old man with inner demons, one of the ten old men in the world, but he has not obtained a position that is consistent with his master's status.
As for Shiyi, Shiyi didn't even have any backers, but he kept going by himself.
Huan Shi lowered his head. Suddenly, a hand came from the side and patted his shoulder.
Huanshi looked back, and Zheng Shiyi's concerned face appeared in his sight.
"Senior brother, you have done well enough. I am afraid that not many people in this Shenhou Conference can guarantee that they can defeat her..."
"Shiyi, I know you are comforting me." Huanshi forced out an ugly smile and said: "If her opponent is you, the winner will definitely be you."
Below the ring, Peng Junyue looked at Zheng Shiyi who rushed to the ring to comfort Huanshi, moved his fat body and rushed towards the ring, but before he could reach the steps, the two Imperial City Shadow Guards in front of him stopped him. : "The rules of the Shenhou Conference are that no one is allowed to step onto the ring even after the competition is over."
"Anyone?" Peng Junyue raised his hand and pointed at Zheng Shiyi on the ring and shouted: "Then why did he get on the ring?"
"He is different." The expressions of the two Imperial City Shadow Guards suddenly turned ugly. They saw Zheng Shiyi on the ring and naturally wanted to stop him, but Zheng Shiyi was too fast and rushed to the ring.
They hesitated for a moment, but did not go to the ring again to ask Zheng Shiyi to leave. Before, Zheng Shiyi was the one who made a big fuss at the venue and took action directly. But what was the final result
Zheng Shiyi still attended the Shenhou Conference as usual, saying that he was temporarily detained and would be punished after the Shenhou Conference was over. However, he had been detained for only a short time now, and Zheng Shiyi was already out and about as usual.
It’s okay to make a big fuss in the venue, let alone just get on the ring. Anyway, the people on the ring are also Zheng Shiyi’s friends, so they don’t worry about him making a move on the ring. They don’t feel uncomfortable looking for him either. King Lu doesn’t even look at him. Say something
"Why is he different?" Peng Junyue pointed in the direction of the ring angrily, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, I know, they are friends, and they are not worried about anything happening, so they let Zheng Shiyi come on stage, right?"
The two imperial city shadow guards heard the sound and nodded subconsciously, followed by Peng Junyue's mean voice immediately rang out.
"Then I'm also their friend, so I can go up too."
Peng Junyue said, and jumped onto the ring. Anyway, he had been eliminated long ago, and he was not afraid of any further punishment.
"You..." The two imperial city shadow guards took a step slower. Looking at Peng Junyue, who had quickly rushed to the side of Huanshi and Zheng Shiyi, they shook their heads helplessly and simply stopped moving forward.
As soon as Peng Junyue jumped onto the ring, he shouted: "Old Huanshi, you won, why are you looking as sad as if you lost?"
After saying this, Zheng Shiyi and Huanshi turned their heads at the same time and looked over with strange expressions.
"You two... why do you look at me like this?" Peng Junyue pointed to Ling Yan in the distance and shouted: "You see she has already walked off the ring, but what about you? You were not knocked down by her, and you did not fall off the ring. San is not frozen, you are still in the ring, she goes down by herself, whoever wins if you don’t win.”
When Zheng Shiyi heard this, he slapped Peng Junyue angrily: "You fat man, you think everyone is like you."
"That's how it is..." Peng Junyue muttered as if he was very aggrieved, then looked at Huanshi and asked: "By the way, old Huanshi, I saw you used your martial spirit before, why did your martial spirit dissipate again later? ?”
(End of chapter)