Emperor Jiuyin

"Brother Yu, if I remember correctly, that person should be called Qin Liuyan." Song Rou stared at Li Hanxue's face, "Why is the aura on his body so weak, like an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts? This is really Too strange."

Situ Yu also frowned, with doubts flashing in his eyes.

Situ Yu is a peak wild warrior. As long as the Holy Lord is not involved, no one should be able to hide from his fiery eyes. He can see through the opponent's cultivation level at a glance.

However, he couldn't see through this "Qin Liuyan". No matter how Situ Yu's aura spread out or how aggressive he was, he could never get any response from "Qin Liuyan".

"There is indeed something weird about this guy." Situ Yu said with a smile, "But it's nothing to worry about. My father-in-law set up this battle just to make me famous. There is no way anyone here can be my opponent. If it's the Han Yan Department and the Saint Those perverts from the Yan tribe may be able to pull me into trouble, but no one from the younger generation in the other tribes is my opponent."

Seeing Situ Yu boasting about himself, the love in Song Rou's eyes became even stronger. She liked her man to be confident and arrogant. The more he was like this, the more Song Rou loved this man.

If Situ Yu becomes timid and becomes a stepping stone for others, then Song Rou may never look at him again.

This is Song Rou. When she saw the expressions of the Yan clan members around her looking at her man, they were filled with jealousy and helplessness. Some people's eyes were filled with a kind of crazy longing. These looks brought Song Rou a A strange feeling of pleasure.

It was as if he was enjoying all the glory.

The look in Yang Qian's eyes behind her made her feel the most. In fact, Song Rou knew very well that Yang Qian loved her madly, but Song Rou pretended not to know.

The more Yang Qian suffered because of her, the stronger the pleasure in Song Rou's heart became.

Therefore, Song Rou never expresses her position to Yang Qian, but always gives Yang Qian hope, binding Yang Qian with an ambiguous attitude, making him willing to be her dog.

Seeing this dog licking its wounds in self-pity, but still devoted to her, Song Rou felt extremely happy.

Song Rou was secretly proud in her heart: "Situ Yu is a person that both my father and I like. How can he be compared with mediocre people like you? You don't have the strength to want to be my husband. Are you worthy?"

At this time, Li Hanxue quickly disappeared into the crowd and secretly observed everything around her.

When she saw Situ Yu, Li Hanxue thought to herself: "This Situ Yu is quite interesting. Although this person is a little inferior to Mr. Gui, he is not too different. He is a master."

Later, Li Hanxue turned his attention to Song Rou again.

"This woman is the daughter of King Yanyan?" Li Hanxue recalled Qin Liuyan's memory. It turned out that Qin Liuyan was duplicitous and dared to lie in front of "Emperor Yan". Half of the reason why he came to participate in the battle of Jiyan Mountain was because Song Rou is here.

"This girl is quite pretty. No wonder Qin Liuyan is so desperate." A smile appeared on Li Hanxue's lips.

At this time, Song Rou also cast her gaze over here. She caught sight of the bright snow-like eyes in the crowd, and noticed the faint smile on the corner of Li Hanxue's mouth. Song Rou immediately frowned, showing an unhappy look.

She often saw this kind of smile on Situ Yu's face. People with this kind of smile were so confident that they were almost arrogant.

So Song Rou was not happy: "Qin Liuyan is just a third-rate guy, but he dares to be so complacent? It's really ridiculous."

Song Rou sneered disdainfully and turned her head away.

Seeing that the opening time of Jiyan Mountain is getting closer and closer, the crowd becomes more and more noisy.

Suddenly, a gray-haired old man floated from high altitude and quickly fell to the ground.

This person is the protector of the Meteor Flame King, and he made a special trip to open the Extreme Flame Mountain on the order of the Meteor Flame King.

The old man held a flame token with a green flame on top. The old man shook his sleeves and threw the token towards the peak of Jiyan Mountain.

The token suddenly glowed brightly, and hundreds of green lights spread out, instantly covering the entire Jiyan Mountain.

Boom!

There was a huge vibration in Jiyan Mountain, and a mushroom cloud-like flame erupted again from the large group of flames in the center of the mountain top.

As hundreds of green lights penetrated into Jiyan Mountain, the confinement on the mountainside was completely released, and a green avenue was opened, reaching the top of Jiyan Mountain.

The gray-haired old man took back the token and said loudly: "Meteor Flame Department, where are Yang Qian, Gao An, and Gao Yunhu?"

Yang Qian, Gao An and Gao Yunhu immediately stood up. They were the three people who represented the Meteor Flame Tribe in the battle at Jiyan Mountain.

The gray-haired old man nodded and continued: "Xuanyan tribe Bai Zhubei, Tuoba Guang, Sun Xiang... Liuyan tribe Guo Xun, Qin Liuyan, Zu Zhong... Qianyan tribe Situ Yu, Jiang Changdong, Gu Hao!"

All the people from the four major groups who participated in the battle at Jiyan Mountain had arrived and stood in a heap.

The gray-haired old man said: "The twelve of you represent the younger generation of masters of the four major Yan tribes, and are the elites selected from ten thousand. King Yuyan has ordered that there are no rules for this battle on Jiyan Mountain. The twelve of you will fight together." Whoever has the last laugh in this big melee will not only get the extremely hot flames, but King Yan Yan will also marry his daughter Song Rou to this person, so do your best."

As soon as the words fell, the crowd immediately became excited.

There are endless voices shouting and encouraging each other.

"Young Master! Win the battle at Jiyan Mountain and marry Song Rou!" Someone from the Xuanyan tribe also came to Jiyan Mountain and shouted.

The people from the Ganyan Department sneered: "Your young master is already a waste who cannot make progress, how can you still count on him?"

The crowd quickly divided into four camps and began to quarrel and curse.

Li Hanxue, on the other hand, followed behind everyone, walking slowly towards the green avenue, and slowly walked towards the top of Jiyan Mountain.

As soon as he stepped into the green avenue, Li Hanxue felt a heat wave hit his face. The red color around him was suddenly even scarier than the magma. Because of the heat, the stones began to explode like sand dancing.

It should be noted that these stones are extraordinary. Their hardness can even rival those of Hades, but they cannot withstand high temperatures. This shows how terrifying the temperature is.

And this is still on the mountainside. When it reaches the top of the mountain, no one can imagine how terrible the temperature is.

But fortunately, these people are not mediocre people. They are at least sixth-level masters of the Wild Martial Realm. They use their cultivation to form a protective layer around the body, isolating all high temperatures, so there is no problem.

Watching the twelve people slowly disappear from sight, the gray-haired old man spread his palms, and a screen immediately appeared in the air, on which were twelve people headed by Situ Yu.

"It's Situ Yu and the others. They've reached the top of the mountain. The melee is about to begin!"

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