Seeing that Ling Yu was about to use force, Nian Yiren immediately called out to him, "Young Master wants to see the little girl's face, what's the problem? It doesn't matter, we can meet in the middle of the song?"
"Meet in the song?"
Ling Yu's eyes flashed and he asked with interest, "How can we meet in the middle of the song?"
"Master Ling, please sit down!"
Nian Yiren smiled and deliberately let it slip.
Ling Yu finally stopped walking with his sword and sat down at a nearby seat.
Nian Yiren gestured to Qin Wenge, and the two of them played the piano at the same time, and the beautiful music sounded again in the ancient pavilion.
As the two people played the strings with their ten fingers, waves of mist seemed to center on the ancient pavilion and gradually spread to the surroundings, eventually covering everyone on the embankment.
Ling Tian sat quietly on the seat on the embankment. When the fog enveloped him, he found that the entire space suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of the piano.
After a while, the fog cleared.
Qin Wenge was still playing the piano under the ancient pavilion, but Nian Yiren had already stood up from his seat and came to the front of the ancient pavilion.
Ling Tian looked around and saw no one sitting on the bank with him. He, Qin Wenge, and Nian Yiren were the only three people left in the world.
"Illusion?"
Ling Tian looked at Nian Yiren and Qin Wenge from afar, and quickly made his own judgment in his mind.
Presumably at this time, everyone on the embankment was also brought into such an illusion.
"Young Master's guess is right. It was Young Master Qin's music that brought him into this illusion."
Nian Yiren's beautiful figure stood in front of the ancient pavilion, and a gentle voice came out, confirming Ling Tian's guess.
Then, she smiled and asked Ling Tian, "Just now, I heard from Mr. Qin that he is a friend of Mr. Qin? I wonder who his surname is?"
"Ling Tian!"
Being in an illusion, Ling Tian had no intention of hiding anything. While slowly standing up from his seat, he answered Nian Yiren's question.
"Ling Tian? Could it be that Mr. Ling is also a member of the Ling family's holy clan?"
After learning Ling Tian's name, Nian Yiren couldn't help but wonder.
"Disciple of the Yaoguang Hall of the Wuji Holy Land, Ling Tian!"
Ling Tian smiled, neither admitting nor denying.
He just explained to Nian Yiren that his current identity is a disciple of the Yaoguang Hall of the Wuji Holy Land.
Nian Yiren is such a smart person. Since Ling Tian answered like this, she had no intention of asking further questions, "Young Master Ling must be like all the talented people who rushed to the Little Girl's Piano Recital, and want to see the Little Girl's true face, right?"
"I heard that the Saint of the Qin Sect has a face that is so troublesome to people's hearts that I naturally want to see her. I don't know how stunning this look that is so troublesome to people's hearts is."
Ling Tian's lips curled up into a smile, and he truthfully expressed what he was thinking.
He has seen many stunning women.
Among them, Yao Yifei is undoubtedly the most popular.
He wanted to know how Nian Yiren's appearance compares to Yao Yifei's?
"Why don't you, little girl, not want to show your true colors to others?"
Nian Yiren smiled and said, her words seemed to be mixed with a trace of helplessness, "It's just that the master has set a rule. Anyone who wants to see the little girl's true face must be a dragon or phoenix among men, a talent of the highest level in the world."
"What makes him a dragon or a phoenix among men, a man of extraordinary talent?"
Ling Tian looked at Nian Yiren from a distance and asked.
"If Young Master Ling defeats this little girl with the same level of cultivation, he will definitely be the best among men, the most outstanding talent in the world!"
While Nian Yiren answered Ling Tian calmly, there was a faint sense of solemnity coming out of her body.
In just an instant, the whole world was filled with water.
Judging from Nian Yiren's intention, it is obvious that she wants to fight.
Ling Tian clenched his fist and inadvertently mobilized the power in his body.
Only then did he discover it.
This illusion seemed to suppress his power, suppressing his cultivation to the first level of the Tao realm.
Now, there is only one kind of Taoist power that he can activate.
However, the suppression power of the illusion is not strong and can be easily broken with his ability.
But if this suppressive force is broken, the illusion will inevitably be broken.
In this way, Nian Yiren will not fight him again.
He will also lose the opportunity to see Nian Yiren's true face.
"Master, be careful!"
Nian Yiren's soft words came out of her mouth.
Then he saw his feet trembling, and his figure skimmed out of the lake.
The graceful figure dances in the lake.
However, a series of terrifying sharp blades burst out from between the waving sleeves, stabbing towards Ling Tian silently.
"Ah!"
The smile on Ling Tian's face remained unchanged, and his feet did not move an inch.
He clenched his fist and punched out a shocking blow.
The fist light instantly transformed into a dragon, and a dragon roar erupted.
The terrifying sharp blades that came during the attack were all shot around by Hualong's fist bullets, and fell into the Zimu Lake, as if there was a downpour on the Zimu Lake.
Nian Yiren continued to dance in the lake and jump on the surface of the lake.
Her graceful figure transformed from one into two, from two into three, and from three into millions.
In the blink of an eye, Ling Tian only felt that countless Nian Yi people were dancing there on the lake.
Everyone's dancing postures are similar, but not the same.
The dancing figures one after another are brewing with terrifying momentum.
Ling Tian didn't know when Nian Yiren would take action against him.
But he felt that he couldn't stand here and wait for death.
After all, Nian Yiren is also on the list of people seeking Taoism in Yanyu, and his martial arts strength will never be weak.
In a battle with a martial arts arrogant girl like Nian Yiren, if you are careless and fall into a passive position, you may lose the battle.
call!
Ling Tian had a thought in his mind and stepped out.
The killing energy roared out, and the sharp sword energy roared.
The terrifying killing sword power falls from the sky.
When he turned his hand into a sword and pointed it forward, a bloody sword light immediately shot out.
The sword light swept across the lake and penetrated the figures of more than ten Nian Yiren in a row.
The dozen or so figures disintegrated one after another and turned into streaks of water mist.
However, the remaining figures that were still dancing emitted rays of pure white light between the waves of their sleeves, which seemed gentle but had the power of overwhelming life.
Ling Tian moved in a flash, and as he stepped forward, billowing demonic power burst out from his body. He waved his palms and blasted out a series of demonic palm prints, annihilating the terrifying white light.
When he stood still and looked in front of him again, the figure of Nian Yiren dancing on the lake did not decrease but increased.
"It seems that the only way is to destroy all the clones at once."
Ling Tian glanced around and couldn't tell which of these figures was real and which was imaginary.
If all the clones of Nian Yiren cannot be destroyed at once, Nian Yiren will be in an invincible position.
Roar!
The mighty dragon power spread out from Ling Tian's body, setting off a demonic wind in the space.
Ling Tian stepped forward and his body turned into a dragon and soared into the sky.
Killing Taoist power, demonic Taoist power emerged one after another.
Ling Tian's body transformed into a dragon and he swooped down, creating a palm print that covered the sky and the sun.
This palm contains the power of melting demons, the power of demons, and the power of killing.
Although it was only one level, it exploded with devastating power.
boom!
With one palm fall, the entire Zimu Lake roiled.
The figures dancing on the lake were all extinguished by the water at this moment.
"Master Ling, you are so rude!"
When the lake surface became calm again, Nian Yiren's gentle voice came from one side again.