Fantasy: Storytelling Covers the Sky, the Saint Falls in Love

After hearing Han Lian's words, the audience in the audience fell completely silent.

These geniuses of this session were indeed a bit scary.

Although they were all starting over, they had all the luck and fortune from their previous lives. How could those geniuses with only one life's strength stop them?

"and...That number one prodigy was actually transformed from a star in the sky. This is not something that ordinary people dare to think about at all."

Han Lian did not care about that, and said to himself:"As for Leng Hanchan, Han has observed his calamity. Although he has not completely escaped from the calamity, he has also understood his own calamity. Since

I pointed this out, my own luck and foundation have begun to gather.

Among the prodigies in this world, if they use their own trump cards to fight, only five out of ten of the prodigies will survive; but if no one uses their trump cards to fight to the death, even if nine people join forces, they are not their opponents!"

After hearing this, the listeners who had been quiet could not help but make an uproar.

Since they are all the top ten prodigies in Luoyu Realm, they must be far behind ordinary cultivators.

But if nine against one is still not a good match.....Isn't the gap too big?

And this is just the reaction of ordinary listeners. The top ten geniuses who have already been here long ago are naturally even more unbearable.

Feng Xiu had stopped drinking, but the wine in Tongtian Pavilion was too mellow and strong, so he couldn't help but drink again until he was half drunk and half awake.

Hearing this, his face immediately flushed, holding the wine jar and standing by the window of the guest room, laughing:"Is Yue Lian the Exiled Immortal Leng Hanchan here? Mr. Han ranked you first, and I, Feng Xiu, believe it, but if you say that you can beat the nine geniuses like us by yourself..."

Having said this, he drank the wine in the jar clean, threw it back into the guest room, and rushed out of Tongtian Pavilion. In the blink of an eye, his cultivation of the Butterfly Transformation Realm was unleashed, and his voice was like thunder:"Let's talk about other things after the fight!"

"This Feng Xiu, is he drunk? I don't want to get beaten...."

Nie Tong, who was still in the guest room, took the empty wine jar and put it aside, muttering to himself.

But after only three or two steps, he also turned into a flash of light and rushed out of Tongtian Pavilion.

"Yes, count me in as Nie Tong. The ranking of the Tianjiao list is still determined by a fight!"

After the two of them left Tongtian Pavilion, they did not wait for Leng Hanchan. They both hid in the clouds above the sky. As soon as they faced each other, their auras began to expand.

Feng Xiu looked at Nie Tong and couldn't help laughing. He saw him open his palm, and a white bone sky appeared behind him. This sky condensed from the void, like a mountain, and fell towards Nie Tong.

"Yue Lian, the Exiled Immortal, I probably can't beat you, so why not use you to warm up first!"

Nie Tong clearly sensed the dangerous aura during this attack, and couldn't help but use some of his strength to attack it. He saw a pool of blood emerging with blood flowing:"You are really drunk, let me sober you up!"...The listeners in the Tongtian Pavilion Teahouse originally thought that the storytelling session would be over after Han Lian finished talking about the Tianjiao List. They did not expect that it would lead to a battle of Tianjiao.

For a moment, their eyes lit up slightly, and they wanted to run outside the Tongtian Pavilion Teahouse, wanting to watch it up close.

Even if it was too far away to see clearly, it was better than waiting here for the result of the battle of Tianjiao.

Such a change was not within Han Lian's imagination.

He silently gave Feng Xiu a thumbs up in his heart, hoping that he would not be beaten too badly.

Looking at the listeners in the stands, Han Lian cleared his throat and called out to the listeners who wanted to leave.

"Although the top ten Tianjiao of Luoyu Realm are only at the Butterfly Transformation Realm, their strength is comparable to that of the great monks of Tongyou Realm.

"Swords and swords have no eyes, you should stay in my Tongtian Pavilion Teahouse and watch this fight."

After Han Lian finished speaking, he opened the jade folding fan in his hand with a 'swish' sound, and a thought flashed through his mind, mobilizing the Taiyin and Taiyang formation. As the jade folding fan in his hand was waved, the entire dome of the teahouse began to change. Under the cover of clouds and mist, the fight between Nie Tong and Feng Xiu in the outside world was projected in the teahouse.

Not only the shadows, but even their voices were restored quite clearly.

Seeing this, the audience could not move their feet immediately, and they were nailed to the spot one by one. The horror in their hearts was no less than that of Han Lian's Tianjiao List.

Turtle, what is this thing, is it the legendary mirage?

However, although they were shocked, the audience did not make too much noise, but just sat there quietly, staring at the projected fight with burning eyes.......Above the clouds, Feng Xiu and Nie Tong were fighting fiercely.

Above the huge white bone sky, there was a heavy aura, and every time it struck, there was a roar.

In the blood pool behind Nie Tong, there was also a sky that was completely condensed from blood. It was bending its bow and drawing its arrow, and the blood was condensing, and the sharpness of it became more and more fierce.

At this moment, a sound of a piano sounded from above the two people's heads, and with it, there was also an invisible sound blade.

The laughter like a silver bell rang in everyone's ears.

"Hehe, such a wonderful fight, how can I miss this little girl."

Nie Tong and Feng Xiu heard the noise, as if they had a tacit understanding, and directly changed their methods and shot towards the sky.

Bones were like rain, and blood arrows were attached to them, which showed the surging murderous intent.

The sound of the piano rang out, and figures appeared one after another. They all exuded the strength of the Tongyou realm.

Looking at the attack in front of them, they did not hesitate at all, and rushed towards the two people as if they were risking their lives, and their bodies continued to expand.

Once they touched, there was a burst of roaring sound.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the figures summoned by the piano sound disappeared instantly. A woman with a cat-faced mask sat openly on the clouds, with a face full of resentment.

"How could you two grown men have the heart to do that to a weak woman?..."

Looking at this person's figure, all the listeners had an idea in their minds.

The eighth on the Tianjiao list, Wu Miaomiao, the Thousand Illusion Demonic Sound!

Yun Feiyang looked at this woman, his eyes lit up slightly, a breeze blew, and his figure disappeared from the guest room.

He appeared again, and his figure appeared above the clouds.

At this time, he wore a jade mask on his head, and said with a smile:"Just as Miss Wu said, you two grown men, how can you lay your hands on a woman? If you have any means, just come at me." As soon as he finished speaking, a sound of piano came from behind him, turning into a sound wave and hitting him:"Could it be that you want to tease my heartstrings? Although it's not your fault, my sisters hate playboys like you the most."

Ding!

A breeze floated, and in the blink of an eye, it dissolved the attack. Yun Feiyang looked at Wu Miaomiao, and a little smile flashed in his eyes:"What a pity, if I had met you earlier, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to guarantee that there would be such a beauty.

But compared to love, I'm more unwilling to be a ruler who maintains the status quo."