Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

After listening to Han Lian's words, the audience in the stands completely quieted down.

This year's arrogance is indeed a little scary.

Although it is all over again, but the luck of the previous life has gathered together, and how can those geniuses who are only the power of one life be blocked?

"And... that first day's arrogance turned out to be transformed by a star in the sky. This is not something ordinary people dare to think about."

Han Lian, however, never took care of those, and said to himself: "That cold and cold cicada, Han watched the number of calamities, although he didn't get out of the calamity, he was also aware of his own calamity.

Since I pointed this out, my luck and background have already begun to converge.

Among the arrogances in this world, if they display their own trump cards in a battle, Tianjiao should not save five out of ten; but if no one plays a desperate trump card, even if nine people join forces, they are not their opponents! "

Hearing this, the listeners who had calmed down couldn't help but be in an uproar.

Since they are the top ten talents in Luoyu Realm, there is a big gap between them and ordinary monks.

But if it is said that nine-on-one is still not an opponent... Is the gap a bit too big?

And this is just the reaction of ordinary listeners, the top ten talents who have already arrived here early, naturally can't stand it.

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

Hearing this, he immediately blushed and stood by the window of the guest room with the wine jar in his hand, and laughed loudly: "Is Yue Lian Exiled Immortal Leng Hanchan? Mr. Han ranked you first. It is trustworthy, but if you say that you can use your own strength to defeat the nine arrogances such as me..."

At this point, he drank the wine in the altar, threw it back into the guest room, and rushed out of the Tongtian Pavilion, but in a blink of an eye, the cultivation of the butterfly realm was deployed, and the voice was like thunder: "It's still a fight. Let's talk about other things later!"

"This Feng Xiu, is it because he is drinking too much, I don't want to be beaten..."

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

But it was only three or two steps, and he also turned into an escape light and rushed out of Tongtian Pavilion.

"That's right, count me as Nie Tong, the ranking on the Tianjiao list is still a real one!"

After the two came out of Tongtian Pavilion, they did not wait for Leng Hanchan, they both escaped into the clouds above the sky, and as soon as they faced each other, their aura began to swell.

Feng Xiu looked at Nie Tong and couldn't help laughing, but he saw that he opened his palm, and behind him a celestial phenomenon of white bones appeared.

"Yue Lian Immortal, I probably can't beat it, why don't I warm up with you first!"

In this attack, Nie Tong clearly sensed the dangerous qi, and he couldn't help but show some strength, centering on it, but saw a blood pool emerge, and the blood was flowing: "You are really drunk, Just let me wake you up!"

...The listeners in the Tongtian Pavilion Teahouse originally thought that this storytelling was over after Han Lian finished talking about the Tianjiao list, but they didn't expect that the battle of Tianjiao would still be drawn.

For a while, their eyes lit up, and they ran outside the Tongtian Pavilion teahouse, thinking about watching it up close.

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

Such changes are not within the scope of Han Lian's vision.

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

Looking at the audience under the stand, Han Lian cleared his throat and called out the audience who wanted to go out.

"The top ten Tianjiao in Luoyu Realm, although they are only in the realm of butterfly transformation, but each of them is comparable to the great cultivator in the secluded realm.

Swords have no eyes, you are still in my Tongtian Pavilion teahouse, watch this fight. "

After Han Lian finished speaking, he saw that he opened the jade folding fan in his hand 'Sa', and a thought flashed in his heart, mobilizing the Great Yin Sun Formation.

As he waved the jade folding fan in his hand, the entire teahouse dome began to change. Under the shroud of clouds, the original fight between Nie Tong and Feng Xiu outside was projected in the teahouse.

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

When the audience saw this, they couldn't move any further, and they were all nailed to the spot, their horror in their hearts was no less than Han Lian's Tianjiao list.

Turtle, what is this, the legendary mirage?

However, the shock was shock, but the listeners did not make too many noises, just sat there quietly, staring at the projected fighting projection.

... Above the clouds, Feng Xiu and Nie Tong fought fiercely.

Above the huge white bone celestial phenomenon, the heavy breath, every time it fell, there was a burst of thunder.

In the blood pool behind Nie Tong, there was also a celestial phenomenon that was completely condensed by blood threads. His bow and arrows were condensed, and the blood was condensed.

At this moment, a piano sound sounded from above the heads of the two, followed by an invisible sound blade.

The silver bell-like laughter rang in the ears of everyone.

"Giggle, such a wonderful fight, how can there be no little girls."

When Nie Tong and Feng Xiu heard the movement, they seemed to have a tacit understanding. They directly switched their methods and shot towards the sky.

The bones are like rain, blood arrows are attached to it, no matter how you look at it, there is a surging murderous intention.

The piano sounded loudly, and figures appeared one after another, and all of them exuded the strength of the secluded realm.

Looking at the offensive in front of them, they didn't hesitate at all, and rushed towards the two of them without life, and their figures continued to expand.

Once touched, there was a burst of roaring sound.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and all the figures called by the sound of the piano suddenly disappeared. A woman with a cat face mask sat generously on the cloud with a face of resentment.

"How can you two big men have the heart to do anything to a weak woman..."

Looking at the figure of this person, a thought flashed in the hearts of all the listeners.

Eighth on the Tianjiao list, Wu Miaomiao, a thousand magic voices!

And Yun Feiyang looked at this woman, his eyes couldn't help but light up, a breeze blew, and he was no longer in the guest room.

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

At this time, he was wearing a jade face, and said with a smile: "As Miss Wu said, how can you two big men start with a woman, and what means do you have to come at me."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of the piano behind him, which turned into a sound wave and hit him: "Could it be that you want to touch my heart? Although it's not your fault, but my sisters hate you the most. Playboy."

Ding!

A breeze wafted, and the blow was resolved in a blink of an eye, Yun Feiyang looked at Wu Miaomiao, a little smile flashed in his eyes: "It's a pity, if I met you earlier, I'm afraid there will be more such attacks. Bit red.

It's just that compared to love, I am more reluctant to be a conservative lord. "