Of course, whether it is Dou Zong or Dou Zun, the three of them have a little thought in their minds. If something happens soon, at the very least, even if they don’t help Xiao Yan, they must not help Yun Lanzong, otherwise it will cause a catastrophe. I am afraid that the family will fall only in an instant.

In the field, Nalan Yanran stretched out her jade hand, a jade ring above her finger flashed, and a slender light cyan long sword flashed out, the blade tilted, the sun shone, reflecting a coldness, and she The chill in the eyes is colder than the sharp edge of the sword.

"Xiao Yan, three years ago, your master deceived me and no one humiliated me in front of everyone. Today I will use your life to dispel the resentment in my heart. As for your master, if you dare to go to Yunlan Peak to avenge you , My Yunlanzong has a strong person waiting for him, telling him to go up and down the mountain!"

When Xiao Yan heard these words, a trace of irony appeared on his face, and he sneered: "The ants dare to talk about slaying dragons, not knowing whether they live or die!"

"Nalan Yanran, you are still the same as you did three years ago. You haven't grown a little bit. You always think that Yunlanzong is the dome of this world. It's ridiculous."

Nalan Yanran's beautiful face suddenly flashed a trace of irritation, and she didn't want to say any more, she stepped out suddenly, and where she landed, the hard bluestone slab easily shattered. The light blue long sword in her hand, the blue wind curled on the sword. The ups and downs give people a sense of danger.

As Nalan Yanran's vindictive spirit rose, the huge square fell silent, and everyone cast their gazes, and the battle of life and death began.

In the square, Xiao Yan slowly closed his eyes, then exhaled a long breath, his eyes opened suddenly, and the fierce light flashed in the green eyes, his face became a little hideous, filled with a little excitement.

Perceiving a change in the opponent's momentum, but did not move, Nalan Yanran didn't think too much, gave a low drink, jumped up, and slashed with his sword.

The light blue long sword drew an extremely sharp blue arc in the air and cut it fiercely towards Xiao Yan's neck.

With Ruoyouruwu's disdain on Xiao Yan's face, he stood still, and when the long sword was no more than half a meter away from his neck, he suddenly moved.

"Ding!"

The sound similar to the clash of gold and iron rang out loudly.

Xiao Yan protruded his hand and slammed the tornado of fighting spirit on the cyan blade, and then firmly grasped the cyan long sword that Nalan Yanran had cut down in his hand, making the slender long sword come to a halt.

The sudden change at this moment almost caused Nalan Yanran to throw her sword away, receiving the violent counter-shock force from the sword body, her slender arms trembled, and a painful look suddenly appeared on her face.

Compared with Xiao Yan, he looked so calm and freehand. After one move, the two of them made judgments against each other, which can even be said to be a huge gap.

Nalan Yanran stayed behind for a while, her expression on her face quickly changed to horror, as if she couldn't believe the scene before her, clenching her silver teeth, and violently urged her body to instill vindictive energy on the light blue long sword in her hand, trying to flip the blade and stir. Shattered Xiao Yan's palm.

But Nalan Yanran only felt like a guilty clay bull had entered the sea, with the pale blue straight-bladed long sword in his hand, already spinning out a terrible arc, but the blade held by Xiao Yan was still standing still, hard to shake the slightest.

Just when Nalan Yanran turned pale and felt a trace of powerlessness and despair, a sneer flashed across Xiao Yan's face, abruptly let go of the long sword in his hand, and withdrew.

Nalan Yanran didn't know why, but soon the expression on her face brightened again. She didn't believe that Xiao Yan, who had been far behind her in the original grudge cultivation base, had already surpassed her in just three years.

He also has the careful instruction of the Emperor Dou, and he is backed by Yun Lanzong's resource supply, and the pill is constant, how can Xiao Yan compare to him!

Her expression became firm and self-confident again, Nalan Yanran vacated her body, and the long sword in her hand trembled suddenly, and then moved slowly. Every time the long sword moved by one point, it would leave behind a substantial sword-shaped remnant. shadow.

"Xuan-level intermediate fighting skills, wind spirit fractal sword!"

Nalan Yanran's figure fell like catkins flying, with a long sword in her hand carrying countless sword shadows, attacking Xiao Yan like a rain of swords.

Xiao Yan was holding one hand on his back, and the palm of his other hand swiftly moved. Between the electric light and flint, he grabbed all the sword-shaped afterimages that contained a lot of vindictive energy. In the end, he held the light blue long sword tightly as it was at the beginning. Grasped in his hand.

Nalan Yanran couldn't move forward, nor could she draw out the long sword, her expression quickly dimmed, but when her fighting spirit subsided to a certain extent, Xiao Yan let go of the long sword again.

In the Tagore Desert, it was real penance, and there was no fun. Sometimes Xiao Yan would pretend to be exhausted and let the desperate snake man see hope, and his expression would be radiant again, with opposites. The desperate desire to go on fought hard, repeated many times, and the hope was shattered again and again.

When he was finally killed by him, that expression was truly frustrated and desperate, and could make people truly feel satisfied.

On the square, the disciples of Yunlanzong gradually discovered that something was wrong, and there was a strong resentment in their hearts.

This little beast was repeatedly teasing and humiliating the Young Master of their Yun Lan Sect!

On the high seat, Yun Yun's slender palm was deeply buckled into the stone chair, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes, as if he was about to kill at any time.

The few people in Jiaxingtian looked weird, their backs were arrogant, and thousands of people in the Yunlan Sect were in front of them. This teasing Nalan Yanran had left Yunlan Sect with a little face.

Hai Bodong on the side of the square couldn't help but his face was bitter. Since Xiao Yan let go of Nalan Yanran's long sword for the first time, he knew what Xiao Yan was thinking about. Prepare to protect Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's face was indifferent, watching the changes in Nalan Yanran's expression while observing the abnormal movements on the side of the square. When he felt that the people of Yun Lan Sect were about to bear it, he finally decided to kill.

After stepping on her foot, the bluestone ground with a radius of several meters was cracked open, and her figure was like a crossbow arrow, and she was in front of Nalan Yanran in a flash.

Nalan Yanran had been tortured by Xiao Yan to a bit of collapse and despair, but in shock, she still held her sword to block it, but it was useless.

Xiao Yan let out a low cry, stepped and twisted his waist, clenched his fist and raised his elbow, and slammed into Nalan Yanran's arms fiercely like a cannonball!

With a muffled bang, with the sound of rapid and continuous bone fragmentation, Nalan Yanran's figure was blurred and flew away quickly, leaving a large cloud of blood in the air. When it fell to the ground, the body was already in tatters, almost impossible to distinguish. Out of human form!

When Hai Bodong saw this familiar scene, his face twitched. Xiao Yan really didn't have the slightest feeling of pity for jade. He treated this beautiful and beautiful Nalan Yanran like he used to face snakes, and he was so hot. Ruthless, cruel and bloody.

At this moment, Yun Yun, who had already flown out of the high seat, saw this scene. In his anger, he no longer thought of rescue, and went straight to Xiao Yan. When he raised his hand, a light sword of ten feet in size was struck away.

However, Hai Bodong, who appeared in front of Xiao Yan, was blocked by a thick ice shield.

"Yun Yun, before this competition, I have already said in advance that life and death will be safe, and you should not make the Yun Lanzong's thousand-year reputation ruined on the impulse!"

Hai Bodong barely blocked Yun Yun's blow, and shouted with a pale face.

Yun Yun was full of vindictiveness, and said angrily: "He repeatedly insulted my next Sect Master of Yun Lan Sect in the competition. This matter must not be taken lightly. I will take his life to comfort Yun Lan's previous Sect Master!"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Haibodong hurriedly shouted to the giant tree in the square: "I am not dead, come down and help me, I will guarantee you will never lose money in the future!"

Jia Xingtian hesitated for a while, and then flew up, followed by Mu Chen and Famu flying away from the giant tree at the same time.

Seeing this, Hai Bodong was also a little surprised. He wanted to impress Jia Xingtian with his many years of friendship, but Mu Chen and Fa Ma also followed.

Seeing the weird situation, Yun Yun thought that the royal family had already colluded with others. This was done against the Yunlanzong. Before thinking about it, she took out a cloud of white flute from the ring and put it on her mouth~ lightnovelpub.net ~ blow hard.

A somewhat strange, sharp tone rushed away suddenly, lingering around the entire Yunlan Mountain for a long time.

Following this, a mighty and majestic momentum from the back of Yunlan Mountain, with unmatched terror pressure, appeared.

"Well, that old fellow Yunshan is not dead yet, and it seems that he has broken through to Dou Zong."

Haibodong seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed, and he said anxiously.

"Xiao Yan, don't hesitate to take out the Shanhe Fan, and you will see a figure rising from the back of Yunlan Mountain in a moment. Don't hesitate to swing the fan directly at him."

"If Yunshan is aware of something, we are afraid that we might not even have the opportunity to protect you with a fan!"

Hearing that there will be Douzong in the Yunlan Sect, Xiao Yan nodded heavily, his face was solemn, and he held the mountain and river fan in his arms. He was about to pull it out of his arms and held it in his hand, but he felt the mountain and river fan suddenly tremble. For a moment.

A hint of joy flashed between Xiao Yan's eyebrows, and he looked towards the distant horizon with feeling...