Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being

Yin Nian felt that this person wasn't as weak and small on the outside, so he became interested. The two of them fought like this. Yin Nian naturally did not want to lose. He never thought that he would lose to anyone present. A person, even if those people are from the heavens, is not his opponent at all.

However, Gu Ning kept beating him.

This made Yin Nian feel uncomfortable.

Yin Nian read a tactic, his ten fingers fluttered, and his eyes were dazzled. The invisible line pulled out of his fingers was trembling and sent to the puppet that stood in front of Yin Nian.

The puppet's momentum changed dramatically in an instant.

It no longer stumbles even when it walks, but as if it has become a real person who does not need to be controlled, with facial features appearing on its face, although it is vague, it exists.

Puppetry has always been ingenious, and the inaccessible can't even touch the fur.

Yin Nian unexpectedly let the puppet's left hand, which had been vacated, an extra short knife, and when he was fighting with Gu Ning in his right hand, he let the left hand short knife attack him unpreparedly.

Gu Ning was pierced with a short knife on his sleeve, and a little blood was printed. A flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he immediately became solemn.

Yin Nian took a few steps back, tilted his head and looked at Gu Ning, raising his eyebrows and saying, "Your name is Gu Ning, right? You can't beat me. It doesn't make much sense to fight.

Gu Ning shook her head, and ignored her broken arm. Instead, she said lightly: "Come again."

Yin Nian was a little helpless and said, "Come on. It seems that you won't be convinced if you don't beat you down."

In the stands, Yan Tianhen looked at the two people who had already passed 18 strokes, and said, "At most another ten strokes, Gu Ning will lose."

Gu Ning's age is almost the same as Yin Nian's, but his cultivation base is far from Yin Nian. After all, he only started to step into Xiuxian after he came to Gu's house, and Yin Nian obviously brought his cultivation base from his mother's womb. That kind of proud son, let alone Yin Nian is the young master of the reincarnation palace, the master is the killer of the gods and ghosts.

Yin Nian's puppet technique is the only one Yan Tianhen has seen in his life. It is not because of how gorgeous the tricks are, but because the puppet under Yin Nian's control is almost the same as the real person, especially the flexibility, plus Yin Nian's battle. Consciousness, one person, one puppet, the coordination is seamless.

Gu Ning is really young, a little worse than Yin Nian.

In the eighth move, Yin Nian's puppet completely suppressed Gu Ning's sword.

The ninth move, the short knife in the puppet's left hand had already been wiped towards Gu Ning's neck.

The outcome has been divided.

However, at this moment, Gu Ning's whole body suddenly hardened, and he rushed towards the short knife that was already on his neck. Yin Nian was taken aback, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He didn't want to kill anyone on this competition stage, but this person came to die by himself, Yin Nian had already used his fastest speed to withdraw the short knife, but it was still too late.

"Puff chuff", Gu Ning cut off the puppet's head with a sword, and on his body, there was also a penetrating wound not on the neck, but on the abdomen. As for why the knife didn't cut the neck, even Yin Nian I haven't figured it out yet.

Gu Ning vomited blood, but she curled her lips and smiled. His appearance had a somewhat startling coquettish feeling. "You lost." Gu Ning said.

Yin Nian yelled ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh he didn't even want the puppets. He stepped back quickly and cried out, "Is it maddening me to rely on you? Didn't you say that you are not working hard? Are you looking for death or don't want to Alive? My mother, the young master, do you know how much effort it takes to be a puppet? If I kill you, my master can beat me to death, my mother is mentally retarded!" Yin Nian took a sip, obviously he had never suffered this. Kind of gas.

Gu Ning covered her abdominal wound and said, "You give up."

Yin Nian's expression changed. He just wanted to curse, but he didn't know what he saw. He was taken aback for a moment, then took a deep breath, and said, "Damn, give up and give up, and I can't fight with your neurosis."

Yin Nian said to the referee, "I admit defeat."

Gu Ning breathed a sigh of relief, her body tilted and she almost knelt on the ground.

Yan Tianhen frowned and asked, "He just had that trick, but is it Gu's trick?"

Gu Ruyu's voice was a little cold, and said, "Sacrificing one's life to become a benevolence, he transferred the wound on his neck to his abdomen."

Qi Feiqing yelled and said, "It's worth it. Wiping the neck will undoubtedly lead to death, but it's not always possible to stab the stomach."

Gu Ruyu stood up suddenly and said, "You know what a fart."

Qi Feiqing: "..."

I saw that Gu Ruyu had passed the crowd and forcibly jumped onto the stage.

Qi Feifeng said emotionally: "Why does he scold me?"

Yan Tianhen sighed, and said: "Sending his life into a benevolence, the abdomen suffered ten times as much trauma as the neck should have been. His abdomen should now have a bowl-large opening."

When Qi Feiqing thought about the scene, he couldn't help being frightened. He took a cold breath, rubbed his arms, and said, "Scared to death."

Yi Ruyu took Gu Ning down, and wanted to find a place to heal him, probably to teach this life-saving kid, he didn't let Yan Tianhen and Qi Feiqing follow along.

So Yan Tianhen continued to sit here to watch the next game.

Soon, it was Yan Chenxiao's attendant Shen Qinghe who played.

Shen Qinghe's swordsmanship was very elegant, like a shadow, and soon beat his opponent to the ground.

Qi Feiqing shook his fan and said, "Shen Qinghe Dang can be ranked in the top ten among those who competed today."

Yan Tianhen shook his head and said, "You are wrong. His swordsmanship should be the strongest among these people. Even Ruyu is not his opponent."

Qi Feiqing's fan stopped shaking and said in astonishment: "What did you say?"

Yan Tianhen said: "I once saw him and one of the 13 Garan guards, and within fifty moves, he did not lose."

The Garan Thirteen Guards were the close guards of the Profound Master of the Eastern Realm, and he was also the sharpest knife in his hand. It is rumored that any one of the thirteen guards was enough to fight against an entire army.

Qi Feiqing squeezed the fan tightly and said, "He is from King Zhang."

Yan Tianhen said: "You are not rigorous when you say that. If you calculate it carefully, he should be Yan Huanyu's."

On the side of the competition platform are all candidates from this year, and those sitting on the side of the competition platform are all disciples who have already enrolled in school. Yan Tianhen saw Yan Huanyu wearing the robes of the Daomen of the North Academy, and his face was expressionless. Watching this competition that ended soon.

Yan Huanyu obviously also saw Yan Tianhen.

However, he only took a look at Yan Tianhen, and then moved his gaze away.

Eight years ago, Yan Tianhen had seen Yan Huanyu, but Yan Huanyu gave him the feeling that he was defiant.

In other words, he doesn't like Yan Tianhen.

Although until now, Yan Tianhen doesn't know where he makes Yan Huanyu look down on.

Of course, Yan Tianhen didn't care either.

Yan Huanyu's position in the North Dagger Academy is superb, and he is known as the light of cold silence.

He has been here for seven years, and in the second year, he has entered the Sword God Temple. He is a disciple of the inner temple.

Of the other five sword saints, two of them were unable to retreat all the year round, one was looking for opportunities outside all the year round, one old-fashioned was presiding over the affairs of the Sword God Temple, and the other was missing and unknown, everyone only knows that the Sword God Temple does have it. The position of this person is nothing.

Although Huarong Jianxian was elected as the master of the Sword God Temple, in terms of real strength, he is definitely not comparable to the other six Sword Saints, but the position of the Sword God Palace Master is the six Sword Saints who are elected together and passed unanimously. of.

No one knows what happened between these sword saints and Huarong sword fairy.

The six saint-level figures actually elected people one level lower than them to be the hall masters.

But the recommendation of the Sword God Temple has never been related to outsiders, so even if someone doubts about it, they will never dare to question it. Even if it is proposed, the Sword God Temple will never listen to these people.

All in all, being able to be accepted as a disciple by the Light Sword Saint shows that Yan Huanyu's talent is superb.

It's normal for such a genius to look down on Yan Tianhen.

Yan Tianhen retracted his thoughts and continued to watch the next assessment.

In each of the candidates, there will be people who can cause a sensation and become the core in the next few years. This year is no exception. In addition to Shen Qinghe, there will be a few disciples from aristocratic families who have received considerable attention. Among them are the Wing Clan in the Western world.

The beauty of the wing tribe is beyond race. They seem to be born dancers. Even when they fight, they have a sense of beauty that they are both rigid and soft as if they are dancing.

Among them, the most prominent one is the twin brothers and sisters of the He clan-He Fanjing and He Yiyi.

After the test, Yan Tianhen returned to the dormitory and heard several disciples say: "The beauty of the wing clan is indeed worthy of the name. That figure and appearance are truly unique."

The racial nature is incomparable.

"What's this? I heard that when Xihuang Feng Jingyu came for the assessment a few decades ago, it was called Peerless Fenghua, and it was so dazzling that people would not dare to look directly at it like the sun."

"In this world, there is only one phoenix from West Phoenix. He is the head of a hundred birds and innately respects the gods. Naturally, I and other mortals are incomparable and hard to look up to."

Unfortunately

It is a pity that the Phoenix no longer exists in these people's memories.

Yan Tianhen couldn't help but wonder where Feng Jingyu and Ling Chigu were.

Yan Tianhen was stopped in the street before he left the competition venue.

Yan Tianhen took a closer look, and it turned out to be Yan Chenxiao, who had just competed with others today and won a big victory.

Yan Chenxiao was full of provocative expressions. He stood in front of Yan Tianhen and said, "Coward, have you forgotten the bet with me?"

Yan Tianhen said: "Originally, if I entered the Dao Sect, I would naturally have to pay your bet, but now I don't plan to continue practicing swords. Since I chose the Dan Sect, naturally there is no need to compare it with you. ."

Yan Chenxiao was very upset, and said, "Couldn't you dare not choose Dao Sect because it is too embarrassing to be killed by me?"

Alchemy is a supplementary Dao after all. The Yan family has not used alchemy as Dao for many years.

If you want to control the Nine Realms, you still have to rely on a sword.

When Yan Chenxiao heard this, his face suddenly became dark, and said: "Don't be yin and yang, dare you?"

Yan Tianhen smiled indifferently, and said, "You just think I'm afraid of being killed by you. I'm so afraid."

Yan Tianhen was a little speechless, and said, "Why do you have to haunt me? I don't know. You think you have a crush on me. To be honest, do you have a crush on me? You have to want to have something to do with me. "

Yan Chenxiao's Taoism is obviously not enough. He seems to have never seen a shameless narcissist like Yan Tianhen in his life. The whole person is immediately stunned. He stared at him with a stunned and incredulous smile. Yan Tianhen.

"What are you doing in the Spring and Autumn Daydream?" Yan Chenxiao was like a snake with its tail trampled on, jumping his feet and said: "Fuck your mother's stinky shit, this world will see you like you? I might as well go directly. The rope is hung up."

"Xiao Xiao." A low voice came from behind Yan Chenxiao, and the man's cold face was a little bit of displeasure, and said, "I haven't seen you in a few years. That's how you spoke."

When Yan Chenxiao heard this voice, he stood there blankly.

It's over, the man behind is his elder brother, the one he fears most.

Yan Chenxiao immediately changed his expression and turned to face Yan Huanyu, looking very emboldened, and said: "Big brother, he provoked me first, he was the first to talk nonsense."