The two of them stepped onto the ring almost at the same time, but below the ring, all the eyes of everyone watching the game fell on Ling Yan.

"Fairy Lingyan!"

"Fairy Lingyan has finally made his debut."

"I don't know why, if I only have a look, Fairy Lingyan is not as beautiful as Princess Fanyao, nor is it as beautiful as the woman from the Heavenly Clan. But in my heart, I always think that Fairy Lingyan is the most beautiful woman in the world. Although my statement is a bit contradictory."

"I'm the same."

"Fairy Ling Yan, this is the most perfect fairy in my heart. Fairy Ling Yan faces the fantasy world in this battle. Among these sixteen people, she should be considered a relatively weak person. Fairy Ling Yan's luck should be considered good."

"You can't say that. Among these sixteen people, except for Zhao Yan being relatively weak, there are no weak people, let alone his illusion in the Illusion World!"

"Yes, the magic of the fantasy world is hard to defend against."

A group of great sects who have lived forever, said in a low voice to the juniors of the sects behind them: "Pay attention to this Ling Yan and understand with your heart."

"Ling Yan?" Behind, several young monks showed surprise on their faces. They naturally knew that Ling Yan was strong, and now there was no weak hand that had come to this point.

But why did the master and uncle not let them understand other people's battles with their hearts before, but now they specifically point out Ling Yan?

Although Ling Yan has been winning all the way, he is not as stunning as Zheng Shiyi, Zhou Wuji and even the previous saint of Jade Sect before.

The feeling she gave people was just a simple victory, but she won.

My uncle actually valued her so much!

Several people looked at Ling Yan in the ring with confusion.

Ling Yan stood calmly on the ring, as if she was not going to compete. There was no trace of solemn expression on her face, and there was no cold breath in her body.

At first glance, she seemed to be full of weaknesses everywhere.

The spiritual energy in the Fantasy World's body was surging wildly, and a stream of strong demonic energy surged out of his body.

Zheng Shiyi nodded slightly. The senior brother's aura has improved a lot compared to when he fought with Mo Xing before. He said that he had not seen anyone take action for a long time.

On the ring, a strange red light flashed in the eyes of Fantasy World. In the eyes, the pupils looked at Ling Yan as if they were mysterious black nebula in the sky.

Ling Yan's body had already jumped up, like a butterfly flying among flowers, light and agile, and the sharp sword in his hand was unsheathed, which was also full of lightness and agility.

On the high platform, Zheng Shiyi showed a look of surprise on her face. She was not affected by the illusion of Senior Brother Huan World! But she did not see any treasure that defended the illusion like a relics on her body.

Huanshi frowned deeply, and his illusion was cracked? It seemed that the illusion was not strong enough.

Behind him, a huge phantom of eyes appeared, and a gloomy, terrifying, mysterious aura emerged.

In the air, Ling Yan stretched out a white palm and pointed gently in front of him.

The next moment, behind the fantasy world, the huge phantom of eyes broke open like a bubble blown by a child, and the phantom of eyes disappeared.

What!

The face of the fantasy world suddenly changed drastically, and my martial soul, was so easy to be broken?

Ling Yan, how did she do it?

Ordinary illusions are ineffective against Ling Yan, and their martial souls are broken, so they cannot strengthen illusions.

In this way, the only way is to swallow demons.

The thought of the Fantasy World moved, and just wanted to activate the magic method of devouring demons, a white light flashed in front of her eyes.

A sharp sword stayed at his neck.

The magic devil-swalking technique that Huanshi was about to launch suddenly stopped. He looked at Ling Yan, who was facing the sword against his neck in surprise, and felt shocked.

When did Ling Yan reach her side? She was obviously a little far away from her, but why did she reach her in the blink of an eye?

clang...

A light sound of Ling Yan had already retracted his sword and turned toward the ring. As she walked, her crisp voice came at the same time: "Frequently using the Marquis' cultivation level and frequent use of the magic-swallowing technique will affect your future practice."

After the words came to her, she had already walked off the ring.

Below the arena, everyone was stunned.

"Fairy Ling Yan won? Is this a victory?"

"I won so easily? Just a sword, she didn't even hurt the Fantasy World."

"The Fantasy World is an opponent that everyone has to worry about. Why doesn't his illusion work?"

"How did Fairy Ling Yan crack the illusion of the illusion world?"

"This... this doesn't look like a battle of the top 16 at all. Fantasy world is so different from his strength?"

On the platform, everyone looked at Ling Yan with surprise.

Among the crowd, Zhou Wuji chuckled softly: "It's interesting, this woman is really interesting."

After a long time, the Six Desire Demon Dragon then spoke with a sigh: "I never thought that Ling Yan had such strength. No wonder, some people have always said that among the strongest female warriors in their contemporaries, they must have come from the Piaomiao Sect."

Among everyone, except Zheng Shiyi, she is probably the one who knows the cultivation level of the Illusion World. Her cultivation method can suppress the Illusion World, but even so, she cannot win so easily like a battle in the Illusion World.

Ling Yan, she really hides it.

Beside her, everyone looked heavy, and four competitions had been held in the quarterfinals.

Except for the game where Guili admits defeat, whether it is Zheng Shiyi's defeat of Daqian Hou or Su Yuqi's defeat of Zhao Yan, the victory of both of them is far less shocking than Ling Yan's victory.

Zheng Shiyi looked at the Fantasy World, which was still on the ring, and sighed a long time ago. He was indeed defeated by his senior brother. When he saw that his senior brother's opponent was Ling Yan, he had already thought that his senior brother would lose, but he never thought that his senior brother would lose so completely.

Ling Yan's sword seemed light and sharp, without any murderous intent, and could not even feel a little sharp, but in the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of his senior brother.

As her body moved, she couldn't even see her trajectory clearly.

What makes people even more puzzled is how she cracked the illusion of Senior Brother Huanshi.

Zheng Shiyi looked at the fantasy world that was still standing on the ring and seemed to have not come back to his senses. He jumped down from the platform and walked towards the ring.

On the ring, Huanshi looked at the old man in the inner demon of the crowd with dumb eyes. The Divine Marquis Conference, with many onlookers, but in the crowd, he still saw his master at first sight.

master……

I still lost, but I lost in the quarterfinals.

This conference of the Divine Marquis can even be said to be the conference of the Divine Marquis that will be seen once in a thousand years.

I really don’t have much chance to win the position of the Divine Marquis, but I can still prove myself at the Divine Marquis Conference. Now I have fallen here, and fallen so simply...

His master is one of the ten old men in the world, but he has not obtained a position that matches his master's status.

But he had no support, but he kept walking on himself.

Huanshi lowered his head, and suddenly, a hand came from the side and slapped him on the shoulder.

Fantasy looked back and Zheng Shiyi's caring face appeared in his sight.

"Senior Brother, you have done well enough. I'm afraid there are few people in this Divine Marquis Conference who can guarantee that they can defeat her..."

"Ten Wings, I know you are comforting me." Huanshi reluctantly squeezed out a ugly smile and said, "If her opponent is you, the winner will definitely be you."

Below the ring, Peng Junyue looked at Zheng Shiyi who rushed to the ring to comfort the fantasy world, and moved his fat body and rushed towards the ring. However, before he could climb the steps, the two imperial shadow guards in front of him stopped him: "The rules of the God Marquis Conference, even if the competition is over, no one is allowed to climb onto the ring."

"Anyone?" Peng Junyue raised his hand and pointed at Zheng Shiyi on the ring and shouted: "Then why did he get on the ring?"

"He is different." The two imperial city shadow guards suddenly turned ugly. They naturally wanted to stop him when they saw Zheng Shiyi climbing onto the ring before, but Zheng Shiyi was too fast and rushed to the ring.

They hesitated for a while, but they did not go to the ring to let Zheng Shiyi leave. Before, Zheng Shiyi was a big fuss in the venue and took action directly, but what about the final result?

Zheng Shiyi still attended the Shenhou Conference as usual, saying that he was temporarily detaining him and would be punished until the Shenhou Conference ended. But now he has been detained for so long, and Zheng Shiyi has been acting as usual outside.

It’s okay to make a big fuss in the venue, let alone just stepping onto the ring. Anyway, the people on the ring are Zheng Shiyi’s friends, and they are not worried that he will take action on the ring, and they don’t go to find the one who is uncomfortable. Didn’t you even say anything without looking at King Lu?

"Why is he different?" Peng Junyue pointed to the direction of the ring angrily, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand, they are friends, and they are not worried about something happening, so they let Zheng Shiyi go to the stage, right?"

When the two Imperial City Shadow Guards heard the sound, they nodded subconsciously, and then Peng Junyue's voice immediately rang out.

"Then I am also their friend, I can go up there too."

Peng Junyue said, and jumped to the ring. Anyway, he had been eliminated long ago, so he was not afraid of any punishment.

"You..." The two imperial city shadow guards were slowing down, looking at Peng Junyue, who had already rushed to the side of Fantasy World and Zheng Shiyi, shook his head helplessly, and simply stopped moving forward.

Peng Junyue jumped onto the ring and shouted: "Old Huanshi, you won, why are you as sad as if you lost?"

After a sentence came, Zheng Shiyi and Huan Shi turned their heads at the same time and looked over with a strange expression.

"You two...why do you think I'm doing this?" Peng Junyue pointed to Ling Yan in the distance and shouted: "Look, she has walked off the ring, but what about you? You haven't been knocked down by her, you haven't fallen down the ring, you haven't been frozen, you are still on the ring, she goes down by herself, you say you don't win, who wins?"

Zheng Shiyi immediately slapped Peng Junyue in anger and said, "You fat man, do you think everyone is like you."
Chapter completed!