"The sword skills of the Huyan Saint Clan? The little girl is looking forward to it."
Nian Yiren felt the vertical and horizontal sword energy that filled the void, her expression did not change, she smiled lightly and asked Hu Yanluo.
Hu Yanluo is the swordsman genius of the Huyan Saint Clan.
Hu Yanjue is also a swordsman genius of the Huyan Saint Clan.
After Hu Yanjue became Nian Yiren's martial attendant, Nian Yiren naturally learned the sword skills of the Huyan Saint Clan through Hu Yanjue.
She said she was looking forward to it, but in her heart she didn't think that Huyanluo could defeat her with the sword skills of the Huyan Saint Clan.
"You're wrong again!"
Hu Yanluo shook his head again, "I know that you know the sword skills of the Huyan Saint Clan very well. So in this battle, I will use the sword skills that I just learned in the God's Tomb Space!"
After saying that, Hu Yanluo slowly raised his sword-holding arm, gathering a terrifying sword force.
"Master!"
When Nian Yiren saw Hu Yanluo was about to draw his sword, he shouted quickly.
The gentle words seemed to carry a magical power, making Hu Yanluo's body tremble.
However, Nian Yiren had no intention of starting a war at this time.
She didn't take out the guqin or pipa, she just smiled and said to Hu Yanluo, "Don't you want to see the young lady's face under the veil?"
"I am not interested!"
Hu Yanluo calmed down and scolded without hesitation.
This time he came to the secret realm of Qingyun Mountain, the Huyan Saint Clan had warned him not to be bewitched by Nian Yiren.
And he, not Hu Yanjue, would not listen to Nian Yiren's bewitching words at all.
Under the cold scolding, he stepped out suddenly, and struck down Nian Yiren with Kuang Ba's sword.
There was a faint smile on Nian Yiren's lips, and she slowly raised her hand to remove the gauze from her face.
That beautiful face then appeared in front of Hu Yanluo's eyes, and at the same time, it was also visible to Kong Zhen and the men in white.
"What a nice view!"
When Kong Tong saw Nian Yiren's true appearance for the first time, he sighed unconsciously, "She is indeed a saint of the Qin Sect, she is truly stunning!"
"Look at Hu Yanluo, his sword has stopped."
Just as Bai Yijian came to his senses, his expression suddenly changed.
Hu Yanluo had just struck out with a violent sword, but the sword force on his body collapsed in an instant, and he froze on the spot.
"This is Nian Yiren's illusion! Hu Yanluo was brought into the illusion by Nian Yiren!"
When Bai Yijian and Kong Zhen were surprised, a genius from the Flame Domain suddenly spoke up.
At this time, on the other side of the Black River, besides Bai Yijian and Kong Cong, there were three other people standing.
These three people are all the geniuses of the Flame Territory.
Two of them are from Taiyi Holy Land, and one is from Burning Sun Holy Land.
The Qin Sect where Nian Yiren belongs is also a force in the Flame Domain.
Naturally, all the geniuses in Yanyu understand Nian Yiren better than Bai Yijian and Kong Cong.
"Illusion?"
Kong Tong looked at the genius of the Burning Sun Holy Land who spoke in surprise, "Can you lead people into an illusion just by looking at their faces?"
"I heard that disciples of the Qin Sect are good at the sound of the piano and can use the power of the sound to bring people into illusions. But I have never heard of anyone in the Qin Sect who can bring people into illusions by relying on their appearance. Moreover, we all see
When you look at Nian Yiren’s face, why wasn’t he brought into the illusion?”
Bai Yijian also felt a little weird, and asked the Burning Sun Holy Land genius with a suspicious look on his face.
"Of course it's not Nian Yiren's face that brings Hu Yanluo into the dreamland, but mainly her eyes!"
Before the genius of Burning Sun Holy Land could answer Kong Cun and Bai Yijian, one of the geniuses of Taiyi Holy Land spoke first to explain.
Nian Yiren's appearance is extremely beautiful, and she has captivated the country, but it has not reached the level that makes people fall into a fantasy, it just makes Huyan Rakshasa lose his mind.
In this moment of confusion, Nian Yiren's eyes let out a faint light, taking advantage of the moment, and brought Hu Yanluo into the illusion.
"Just wait, the two of them will definitely start fighting in the illusion now. The winner will be announced later."
The strong man from the Burning Sun Holy Land said calmly.
Kong Tong and Bai Yijian immediately stopped asking questions and waited for the outcome of this battle.
This wait lasts for half an hour!
puff!
Half an hour later, Hu Yanluo, who had just walked out of the illusion, licked his throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The anti-concept Yiren showed no signs of injury, but she also looked extremely tired.
"I lose, you kill me."
Hu Yanluo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes dejectedly.
In the illusion, he was defeated by Nian Yiren in a battle and was killed by Nian Yiren in the illusion.
Although he was not defeated when he came out of the illusion, his soul was severely damaged and he was no longer qualified to compete with Nian Yiren.
"Why do you want to die, sir?"
Nian Yiren chuckled and said, putting on the veil hanging on her face again, looking sideways in the direction of the Black River, "Sir, look over there, the Black River barrier has disappeared."
"You're not going to kill me?"
Hu Yanluo opened his eyes with a look of surprise on his face.
The battle in the God's Tomb is a life-and-death battle.
Half an hour has passed, and the barrier of the Black River has been opened.
But he didn't think that his soul was so badly damaged that he could survive in Nian Yiren's hands.
That's why I just wanted to die.
"This little girl has no intention of enmity with the Huyan Saint Clan."
Nian Yiren said calmly.
"Is it because of Hu Yanjue?"
Hu Yanluo frowned and asked in a deep voice.
Nian Yiren had a smile on her lips and did not answer Hu Yanluo. She just turned around and waved her hand in the direction of Heihe, making a gesture of invitation to Hu Yanluo, "Master, please!"
"The grace of not killing will be remembered by the Huyan Saint Clan!"
Hu Yanluo didn't ask any more questions, and after whispering, he stepped out and crossed the Black River.
Afterwards, he sat down cross-legged and began to nurse his injuries.
As for Nian Yiren, he replaced Hu Yanluo and sat on the second stone chair.
As soon as Nian Yiren fell into concentration, Ling Yu on the stone chair No. 3 immediately woke up.
Through the previous round, Ling Yu has truly understood the rules of fighting in the Tomb of Gods.
In the first round, it may not be better to place the stone chair as far forward as possible.
But after this second round, only by sitting on the stone chair near the front can you have the initiative.
After a brief consideration, he immediately chose Tieshanbori, which was sitting next to him on stone chair No. 4.
Tieshanhori is the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Arms Pavilion in the Bing Domain. He has extraordinary strength. As soon as the battle begins, he releases his life soul and uses the power of the life soul to merge into his body. His whole body becomes as tough and sharp as a divine weapon.
Ling Yu urged the Sword Saint to hold the sword and fight, but he still hadn't broken through Tieshanbui's defense for half an hour.
When an hour was approaching, he used the sharp sword in his hand to wound Tieshanbu.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Tieshan Biao acted extremely decisively. He was deeply afraid that he would be killed by Ling Yu, so he did not use that moment to fight for the draw, so he ducked and crossed the Heihe River.
In the fourth battle, a casual cultivator on Stone Chair No. 5 went into battle.
When this person saw that the seat on Stone Chair No. 4 was vacant, he knew that Ling Yu on Stone Chair No. 3 had challenged Tieshan Biao.
Like Ling Yu, this person also considered the battle for the initiative in the third round.
Then, he decisively raised his hand and pointed at the No. 6 stone chair in the lead seat, and chose Mu Feng!
"This idiot is actually looking for death..."
When Kong Tong saw the casual cultivator making such a choice, he subconsciously exclaimed.
Bai Yijian looked at the casual cultivator, and his eyes suddenly became like looking at a dead person.
Mu Feng is someone who has the ability to kill Master Zhuge!
That casual cultivator might not be as strong as Master Zhuge, but he dared to choose Mu Feng...