A five-year-old Daluo Jinxian? I simulated binding with the prehistoric world.

"It's actually a fairy-level technique! How is this possible?"

"No wonder she's practicing so fast, it turns out she got such a powerful technique inheritance."

One disciple's eyes were full of envy.

"It seems that our views on Yuheng Peak have been wrong all along. How can it be as desolate as the rumors say?" Someone else sighed.

"That's right. It must be showing weakness on purpose to have such a rare treasure as a fairy-level technique."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Oh, I really regret not choosing to go to Yuheng Peak. If I had the opportunity to practice that fairy-level technique, I might have already embarked on the road to the great road and achieved extraordinary achievements." A disciple sighed with regret.

At this time, not only were many disciples in the audience talking and exclaiming, but even the respected elders on the stage could hardly hide their envy on their faces.

You know, Qingyun Sect, as a famous sect in Dongzhou, has only two immortal-level skills in its collection, and only the ancestors and the head of the sect who are respected in the sect are qualified to practice.

Who would have thought that Yuheng Peak, which has always been despised, actually has a set of immortal-level skills. This is really unexpected.

And the expression of Wan Puyu, who defected from Yuheng Peak and joined Tianshu Peak, is even more exciting at this moment.

He opened his eyes and mouth wide, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

I think at this moment, he must be full of regret and regret.

At this moment, Wei Aowu suddenly slapped his forehead, and said loudly as if he had suddenly realized something: "No wonder when I went to Yuheng Peak that day, I felt a creepy and terrifying atmosphere there.

Now that I think about it, there must be a peerless master living in seclusion there!

Could it be... Is it that Taoist Master Daoxuan is resurrecting?"

His words were like a heavy bomb, instantly causing the scene to fall into a dead silence, and everyone was shocked by this amazing speculation.

"What nonsense."

"That's right, when Master Daoxuan passed away, we were all there."

.......

At this moment, Ji Lingyun, who was standing below the stage, saw Luo Liyan on the stage performing amazing skills.

In an instant, she felt a surge of pride and satisfaction in her heart, as if her face was also touched by the glory.

Ji Lingyun raised her chin slightly, proudly raised her already very proud chest, making the graceful curves even more eye-catching.

At this moment, she just felt that being a disciple of Yuheng Peak was really cool.

Especially when she noticed that the people around her were looking at her with envy, the feeling of floating made her intoxicated, and it was so cool.

On the stage, the situation changed unexpectedly.

Nie Ren saw that Luo Liyan easily blocked his fierce attack like a storm with the extremely sharp ice sword energy, and his originally handsome face instantly became gloomy, as ugly as being slapped hard by someone.

What made Nie Ren even more unacceptable was that when he found that many audiences in the audience were staring at Luo Liyan with an almost fanatical admiration, his heart felt like being pierced by thousands of fine needles at the same time, and he was in great pain.

You know, all these eyes should have been focused on him!

But what about now? Everything has changed...

He used to be so arrogant, but now he has become a complete laughing stock.

How can he survive as a senior brother?

How can he pretend in front of those junior sisters?

Thinking of this, Nie Ren gritted his teeth and roared: "Damn it! It's really abominable!"

Furious, Nie Ren dodged and avoided Luo Liyan's attack range.

Then, he took a deep breath and burst out all his energy without reservation.

Obviously, he has decided to use his best skill: Spring Breeze Sword Technique!

Nie Ren held the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, and quickly pinched the magic formula with his left hand. As he moved, a gentle spring breeze quietly rippled on the ring. However, this seemingly gentle spring breeze concealed a chilling murderous intent.

"Look, Nie Ren is about to perform the Spring Breeze Sword Technique!" Someone in the crowd shouted first, attracting the attention of the people around him.

"Now there is a wonderful show to watch!"

Everyone whispered to each other, their excitement was overflowing.

After all, who doesn't know that Nie Ren's famous skill is the Spring Breeze Sword Technique?

Back then, he was still in the early stage of the Golden Core, he defeated an opponent in the late Jindan realm with this move.

Since then, this trick has become famous.

"Sister Luo, be careful!"

Suddenly, an anxious shout came from the audience. It turned out that someone was secretly worried about Luo Liyan and couldn't help but remind her loudly.

However, Luo Liyan, who was on the high platform, seemed to have heard nothing, but was completely immersed in the perception of the surging sword energy around her.

I saw that the sword in Nie Ren's hand was as powerful as the wind. The originally gentle spring breeze became more and more fierce under his stimulation, and finally condensed into fine raindrops, pouring down towards Luo Liyan like an overwhelming force.

And these seemingly ordinary raindrops are actually transformed by extremely sharp sword energy. Once they are touched by even a little bit, they will immediately leave a deep scar.

In an instant, Luo Liyan's delicate body had several wounds, and the blood flowed out, staining her dress red.

This scene was shocking.

"Senior Sister!!!"

Ji Lingyun saw Luo Liyan injured, and she couldn't help but turn pale and screamed.

She was so anxious that she wanted to jump onto the ring immediately and help her personally.

On the other hand, Nie Ren saw that his attack was successful and Luo Liyan was injured and bleeding, and he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cold smile, and said to Luo Liyan contemptuously: "Junior Sister Luo, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible, otherwise if you continue to hold on, I'm afraid you will hurt your beautiful face."

Looking at Luo Liyan again, facing such a tense and fierce situation, she didn't show a trace of panic.

She slowly closed her eyes, as if she had entered a state of ecstasy.

After just a moment, her eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened, and in an instant, two chilling rays of light flashed through her eyes.

Accompanied by a crisp and loud cry: "Freeze everything!"

Then, an endless cold breath burst out from Luo Liyan's petite body like a flood.

In the blink of an eye, the air temperature around her dropped sharply, as if she had suddenly fallen into an extremely cold world of ice and snow.

At this time, Ji Lingyun, who was in the audience, was not spared, and felt as if she was in a cold winter.

The coldness was biting.

She couldn't help but hold her hands tightly against her chest, her body trembling constantly, and she murmured to herself: "It's so cold..."

Someone couldn't help but exclaimed: "Look, snowflakes are falling from the sky!" Others murmured in confusion: "It's June, how can it snow?"

At the same time, everyone was surprised to find that white snowflakes began to float in the sky above the arena.

These snowflakes fluttered and danced all over the sky, adding a strange and mysterious color to the whole scene.

All this happened in a flash.

While everyone was still immersed in this sudden snow scene, Nie Ren's previous art of spring breeze and rain had been completely frozen by the strong cold.

Then, Luo Liyan raised her jade hand lightly, and waved it casually, and those frozen spells turned into fine powder in an instant, floating in the air and disappearing.

Seeing this scene, Gu Huaye, who had been sitting on the podium as steady as a mountain, could no longer maintain his composure.

He stood up suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief, staring at the amazing changes happening on the stage, his mouth wide open, unable to utter a word for a long time.

.......