"Hmph." Jin Gun looked at Yan Zhi unhappily. Hearing that Yan Zhi had gradually revealed the contradictions of the holy clan, he said lightly: "Don't you regret it?"
"If you only have dreams, how can you regret it?" Yan Zhi said respectfully to Jin Jian, but his eyes flashed and a trace of sinister smiled.
"Is that so good." Jin Gun's originally gloomy face suddenly laughed loudly, and he looked at Yan Zhi and said, "I think you, hahaha." After a burst of laughter, Jin Gun's body suddenly turned into stars and disappeared.
In the hall.
"The descendants of the clan have been making trouble since then, and you have been laughing at me." Leng Xiaoran's voice came again, as if concentrated next to Yan Zhi, which was exactly where the golden spear disappeared.
"…Hmph..." Yan Zhi lowered his head slightly, his eyes were covered with blood, and he seemed to be trembling all over. However, to outsiders, it was just a lesson for the younger generation, and it seemed that there was a big gap between it and the rumors. This made it happen again.
Everyone is confused.[
"Drizzle" is like spring rain falling, and sweet rain falls.
How can you hide the sound of the little rain?
Each pair of eyes stared at the place where the golden spear disappeared, and thought in his heart unconsciously: "Could that the Savior Son will come from now on?" Everyone showed a hint of doubt in their hearts, some looked surprised, some were solemn, some were
Shocked...
"Let you wait for a long time" a gentle voice came again, but this time everyone did hear clearly that this sound came from the sound of raindrops.
On the white jade flat ground in the Hall of Immortals, a pool of clear water seemed to slowly appear. The water flow came from nowhere, but the dizziness of water on the pool of water seemed to be the spring rain. It was so magical.
The scene was something that everyone had never seen before, and the shock in his heart was no longer spoken.
Yan Zhi naturally saw this scene, but he was slightly stunned, then he showed a hint of disdain and said intently: "This is just a deceiving outsiders..." However, Yan Zhi did not intend to expose Leng Xiaoran's tricks.
A pool of water marks has accumulated more and more, but not only has the water marks not spread, but gradually accumulate little by little, slowly getting taller.
"This is!!" Everyone couldn't understand Leng Xiaoran's trick at first, but then they understood what this was. As the water flowed more and more, it condensed into a figure, and the transparent body looked like it was
Like an ice sculpture, no, it is more gorgeous than an ice sculpture, and its whole body is soft and swaying slightly.
Not long after, the image of a figure had been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and you could clearly see the hair and eyes. After a muffled groan, Leng Xiaoran shook all over her body, shaking some water droplets, which were scattered around her for a moment
They disappeared in an instant. Everyone stared at Leng Xiaoran, as serious and solemn as if they were looking at the swordsmanship of the world.
"Is this the mysterious water illusion body of the Holy Clan's water system?" Someone suddenly revealed Leng Xiaoran's trick, and Yan Zhi was also discouraged. As the young clan leader, he naturally knew very well that the Leng family seemed to be in the water system.
There is no such technique anymore, but according to historical records, this technique is not a method of inheritance by the Holy Son, so although I was a little confused, I was still surprised that outsiders could recognize this method.
"Haha, a little trick is not enough to worry about it." Leng Xiaoran, who was condensed from water, seemed to gradually get stained with some sky blue colors after shaking away some excess water droplets all over his body, which seemed to be Leng Xiaoran's own color.
After just a moment, Xuxue Leng Xiaoran stood in front of everyone.
"I heard that Xuanshui Illusion Body is not the original deity, so I don't know what the Shui Saint Son is going to do?" Someone said secretly, analyzing Leng Xiaoran's intention. Leng Xiaoran seemed to agree to Yan Zhi's appointment, but Leng Xiaoran
But he used his clone to fight.
At this time, Xuanyuan Shi, who was sitting on the throne, looked at Leng Xiaoran's Xuanshui Illusion Body, and was quite surprised. "What about his real person?" Xuanyuan Shi knew very well that Leng Xiaoran must be nearby, and then secretly thought to himself.
Guessed: "Is it not in the main hall?"
"Do you want to fight me?" Leng Xiaoran ignored everyone around, let alone the master Immortal Sect here.
"Yeah." Yan Zhi returned to his original expression and looked at Leng Xiaoran proudly, as if he was afraid at all.
Leng Xiaoran said with a smile, and the expression revealed in her expression was quite mysterious, reflecting in Yan Zhi's eyes, as if it would disappear at any time.
"But..." However, Yan Zhi said hesitantly, "Why did the Shui Saint Son use the mysterious water illusion body?"
"Haha, as an elder, how can I bully the small ones with the big ones?" Leng Xiaoran actually said, "so it's enough to just have a clone."
"Hmph" Yan Zhi's chest fell for this, but the resentment in his eyes betrayed a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Does the Shui Shengzi look down on me?"[
However, Leng Xiaoran said lightly: "If I look down on you, I will not appear. What's more, your injury has not healed yet, how can I use all my strength? The mysterious water body contains a layer of mine.
The skills are enough.”
These three words are enough to make Yan Zhi suddenly erupt in his heart, which shocked his soul like a thunderous sky. "Damn. A layer of skill... is enough? You...even if you have achieved success in the Golden Continent, then
How? You are no longer Leng Xiaoran from ten thousand years ago, you are no longer a saint!! From now on, there will be no more saints in the Holy Clan!!!” Yan Zhi was surging inside, but he couldn’t tell at all
, but stood there.
"What? Disagree?" Leng Xiaoran smiled lightly, but a hint of mockery was revealed in her smile, her eyes were dark, but when she looked carefully, she found that there were blue lights shining, strange and mysterious, making people fall into it in a daze.
, can't extricate yourself.
"Okay. The Son of Water is so confident, how could I doubt the Son? I just hope that the Son will not lose his own face." Yan Zhi ignored the face of the Holy Clan and the face of the Son at this time,
A cold word changed the faces of everyone around him.
But Leng Xiaoran's tall body stood on the platform like a god, making Yan Zhi look like a pitiful reptile. Everyone was confused. Was it because the Holy Clan and the Ten Saints broke up, or was there someone in the Holy Clan?
The Ten Saints Sons had a good time. Yan Zhi looked at Leng Xiaoran as if he was looking at his enemies, but Leng Xiaoran had an extraordinary demeanor and looked at him all.
"Hmph, let's start." Leng Xiaoran looked a little weak, as if it was like tofu, and it was shattered at once.
Then Leng Xiaoran thought of it and smiled faintly: "I see that your injuries are accumulated in your body. If you are patient, you can restore your injuries first."
"No, that's enough." That's enough. The two words seem to reveal the anger and impulse in Yan Zhi's heart. However, these two words can enhance Yan Zhi's momentum in the slightest, and it makes people see it, just like a child's anger
Ridiculous.
"Is that so? I can't take advantage of you. So, I'll give you three tricks. How about it?" Leng Xiaoran made concessions step by step. In the eyes of everyone, it was an elder who gave in to his junior. This picture
It does not look like Yan Zhi's enemy. Everyone has a clear mirror in their heart, but the clear mirror is often defiled by their subjective will.
Everything Leng Xiaoran did was not wrong. What was wrong was Yan Zhi's expression, which seemed to have not noticed. What was wrong was that everyone's unauthorized guesses, so their hearts became confused and did not understand it.
The reason. Maybe they don’t need to understand, but everyone has curiosity in their hearts. Even monks in the temple are beggars who can survive with just one bite of food every day, and they have never lost their curiosity.
"Three moves..." Yan Zhi only felt humiliated. As the young leader of the Holy Clan, he had never wanted others to let him go. He has been strict with himself since he was a child and never missed the goal he wanted to surpass.
Often, he is at a disadvantage. He believes that the young patriarch has the spirit of the future patriarch, which is not allowed to be humiliated by others. Now Yan Zhi is humiliated and is precisely the supreme son of the Holy Clan. This feeling
It's very complicated and rarely described in words.
Yan Zhi was impulsive and angry, and he wanted to open his heart, and also to open Leng Xiaoran's heart, to see the gap between the two, to see what color the Holy Son's heart is, and why
They can do things that others cannot do.
Yan Zhi seemed to be frustrated, and the whole gangster looked at Leng Xiaoran in chaos, panting very anxiously. Yan Se stood beside Yan Zhi, gently touched Yan Zhi's clothes, and said softly: "Yan
Chi!!" Then his eyes turned, and he smiled and said to Leng Xiaoran, "I think my nephew's injury has not yet been cured. It's better to have a while." Seeing Leng Xiaoran so sure, Yan Se
A hint of palpitations arose in his heart.
Yan Zhi seemed to be awakened, and also heard what Yan Se said, and immediately said hurriedly: "No, I have been waiting for this day for a long time." Yan Zhi looked at Yan Se, then stared at Leng Xiaoran and said: "I can do it."
I hope you don't regret it."
"Yeah." Leng Xiaoran looked at Yan Zhi with a smile, and then asked, "Is it here?"
Thinking of this problem, Yan Zhi looked at Xuanyuan Shi, who had been neglected for a long time, and asked with a smile: "I wonder how the sect leader decides?"
Xuanyuan Shi kept staring at Leng Xiaoran, but he couldn't see any flower head. After Yan Zhi asked, Xuanyuan Shi came to his senses and smiled and said, "I'm here, you'll have no problem here.
"After saying that, Xuanyuan Shi waved his hand, and a black and golden light turned into a layer of air mask, covering Leng Xiaoran and the others. The air mask seemed thin, but everyone knew in their hearts that there was no
Several people immediately broke through this seemingly broken air shield.
"Then I will be the referee." Xuanyuan Shi laughed.
"I'm working hard." Leng Xiaoran smiled at Xuanyuan Shi.
In the dim black and golden air mask, Yan Zhi's low cry came, "I will defeat you today!! Kunlun swordsmanship first, and I, who defeated the top ten saints, became famous in one battle haha."
The laughter seemed to be offset by the air mask, and outsiders could not hear what Yan Zhi said.