Fighting Through the Heavens: Become a disciple of Han Li and kill the unrivaled demon Xiao

"Ugh"

On the other side, Nalan Jie, whose face had just relaxed not long ago, tensed up again, staring straight at the Dou Qi armor on Xiao Yan's body. After a while, he let out a long breath, slowly closed his eyes, and the expression on his face was slightly bitter.

On the stone platform at the edge of the square, a dozen old men in white robes were also stunned by Xiao Yan's fighting spirit armor. It took them half a minute to come back to their senses. They looked at each other with solemn expressions on their faces!

"Sect Master, this."

Yun Leng frowned and said in a low voice.

"Just watch quietly, don't be impatient."

Yun Yun's expression changed slightly, but she suppressed it immediately. She stared at the young man in a thin black robe on the field, with an indescribable look in her eyes.

For the first time, Nalan Yanran showed a trace of loss of composure on her face. A look of astonishment appeared on her face without any concealment. Although Xiao Yan had great talent before, she lost interest in him since he became a useless person.

But Nalan Yanran never imagined that in three years, Xiao Yan could transform from a waste who was not even a fighter to someone stronger than her!

With her jade hands tightly grasping the slender sword, Nalan Yanran did not say any more nonsense this time. The figure in front of her, whom she once regarded as waste, has now surpassed her. If Nalan Yanran does not use her full strength, she will not even be sure of victory.

The long sword trembled, and a crisp sword sound rang out, and along with the sword sound, a green gait made of strong wind covered her curvy body.

Afterwards, she pushed forward with a strong wind behind her. In the blink of an eye, she crossed a distance of dozens of meters and took the lead in attacking Xiao Yan in full view of everyone!

The sword followed the strong wind, mixed with countless tiny wind blades and sword shadows, and swept towards Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan sneered and raised his heavy sword high. A huge fighting spirit swirled around him, accompanied by a faint lion's roar. A giant green flaming lion appeared in front of him!

"The roar of the wild lion!"

Chapter 125 decides the outcome!

The majestic sword energy collided with the fighting spirit of the blue lion, and in an instant, a dazzling light burst out, followed by a loud bang accompanied by the flames of an explosion.

The sword energy was distributed, and the surrounding floor was instantly cut into neat grooves, one foot deep. The flames spread and splashed on the ground. Suddenly, there was a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound, and irregular small holes were burned on the bluestone floor.

"Jingle, clang, clang."

The long sword and the heavy sword clashed with each other, crossing each other, making a sharp sound. Within one second, ten swords were slashed out. For Nalan Yanran's speed, it was an easy task.

His figure flashed and his wrist shook slightly, and sword shadows emerged, like poisonous snakes, slashing fiercely towards the gaping hole in Xiao Yan's chest!

But it's no use!

Xiao Yan looked at the attacking swords with indifferent eyes. In his hand, he waved the Black Flame Sword casually, raising the surrounding air. The three-star Grand Master's fighting spirit that was revealed also surged and roared out. His muscles were clearly defined, and at a glance, one could sense the full sense of power!

The heavy sword was waving wildly, seemingly in a disorderly and clueless manner, but he could always separate the green sword just right the moment it touched his body. Even if Nalan Yanran tried her best, she could not make the sword touch Xiao Yan.

"boom!"

Once again, he used an old trick. At that moment when the old strength dissipated and the new strength had not yet been generated, Nalan Yanran revealed a flaw. Xiao Yan's eyes focused, and he did not miss this opportunity. He took advantage of the situation and pushed forward, kicking Nalan Yanran hard from the side!

Although no fighting skills were used, the kick was still very powerful. Nalan Yanran staggered and almost fell to the ground. Xiao Yan took advantage of the situation to display his fighting skills. He tapped his feet lightly and moved like a ghost, crossing a distance and coming to the other side of Nalan Yanran. Before she could react, he swung a heavy punch and hit her side hard!

"Baji collapse!"

Suddenly, Xiao Yan's fighting spirit surged, the muscles in his arms bulged high, and he hit Nalan Yanran with a huge force.

Although he did not use any hidden power, the effect was obviously extraordinary. Nalan Yanran was knocked back seven or eight steps by this heavy punch, and even the fighting spirit armor on her body showed signs of breaking!

Nalan Yanran sucked in a breath of cold air, her eyes becoming more and more solemn. In the previous confrontation, she was at a disadvantage without any surprise. The opponent's combat experience and fighting skills were far beyond her imagination. If she delayed again, she was afraid that she would not be his opponent.

Thinking of this, Nalan Yanran spun her jade palm, and five spiral sword auras condensed by wind-attributed fighting spirit took shape at her fingertips. She immediately shouted:

"Qianfeng Gang!"

Immediately, he lightly tapped his fingers, and five sharp sword auras flew out of his fingers, entwining each other continuously, transforming into a thin green silk thread, which made a sharp sound of breaking through the air and shot towards Xiao Yan.

Five sharp spiral sword auras broke through the obstruction of the air and appeared in front of Xiao Yan in almost a flash. The green light trembled suddenly, and then the five spiral sword auras separated from the center, and then burst out with strong sword energy towards the five vital parts of Xiao Yan's body. The fierce wind brought by the flying sword aura made Xiao Yan narrow his eyes slightly.

"The speed is good!"

The speed of the sword energy was extremely fast, and it exploded at such a close distance that even if Xiao Yan wanted to completely avoid it, it would be impossible, but he was not surprised at all.

I have already reduced my strength to that of a three-star Grand Master. If Nalan Yanran has no means of resistance, wouldn't it make the future young master of the Yunlan Sect seem like a waste?

Therefore, Xiao Yan simply did not hide, but poured a large amount of Dou Qi into the Dou Qi armor again, and decided to fight hard!

Left shoulder, right arm, forehead, lower abdomen, chest!

Five sword beams were activated and fiercely slashed at these five parts. When the two were released, a teeth-grinding crackling sound was heard, accompanied by dazzling sparks that were a foot long. For a moment, Xiao Yan was illuminated so brightly that people could not see clearly.

The next moment, the sword energy dissipated because the energy was exhausted, but Xiao Yan's Dou Qi armor was as hard as before, without any damage!

Nalan Yanran's pupils shrank slightly!

Not only Nalan Yanran, but also the elders of the Yunlan Sect who were on the stands and staring at the battle scene had a slightly changed expression. Obviously, they did not understand why Xiao Yan could make Nalan Yanran's fighting skills fail with just his fighting spirit armor.

The uncle outside the square, Jia Xingtian saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he said:

"This kid from the Xiao family, the defensive power of his fighting spirit armor is really strong."

Fama didn't care about this, but looked at the flames blooming on Xiao Yan's Dou Qi armor. His eyes moved slightly, as if he had some guesses.

"Not only is the defensive power of this Dou Qi armor amazing, but this blue flame Dou Qi is also quite extraordinary."

he murmured.

Nalan Jie was completely speechless at this moment. An indescribable bitterness emerged on his face. After Xiao Yan showed his strength, he regretted it, but his pride and stubborn character would not let him show this frustrated expression in front of outsiders.

But he really regrets it now!

How terrible was the loss that the Nalan family suffered as a result of Nalan Yanran's reckless behavior back then?

How terrifying is Xiao Yan’s potential?

It is indeed impressive that Nalan Yanran could become a great fighting master before the age of 20, but that was based on the Yunlan Sect and the Nalan family's strenuous training!

Xiao Yan, who was born in a small family in a remote place, was considered a bumpkin by many people, but his current cultivation level even surpassed that of Nalan Yanran!

Talent like this can only be described as a monster. Nalan Jie had no doubt that Xiao Yan would be able to reach the level of Dou Wang and be promoted to Dou Huang within his lifetime. Even Dou Zong would not be out of reach.

Nalan Jie felt a pain in his heart when he thought about the fact that the Nalan family had lost such a powerful person, and that the other party even had a lot of malice towards the Nalan family.

Mu Chen was looking at Nalan Jie, who had a bitter face. He was too lazy to reveal the other's wounds. In his heart, he couldn't help but gloat over his misfortune.

He even said secretly:

"This old man has been so traumatized. If I were to expose his wounds, I'm afraid he would be too embarrassed to fight me. It's not worth it."

"The speed is good, but the force is too weak, not enough to tickle me!"

Xiao Yan was like a demon coming out of hell. He grabbed the heavy sword, held it upside down, and walked towards Nalan Yanran in front of him step by step.

The sword drooped on the ground, leaving a deep sword mark along with sparks.

"Nalan Yanran, do you have any other skills? Use them now!"

“Now, it’s getting a bit boring!”

Xiao Yan said this casually. His words were arrogant enough, but the Yunlan Sect disciples around him did not dare to say anything big at this moment. They looked at each other, and for a moment, the scene fell strangely silent.

You know, in the battle just now, Nalan Yanran used three kinds of Xuan-level fighting skills one after another. In a normal battle, these fighting skills are enough for her to easily defeat the strong with the weak.

But it's no use!

All of these fighting skills were forcibly broken up by Xiao Yan, who was slightly stronger than her, in an extremely brutal manner!

Now, the disciples of Yunlan Sect, who usually acted high and mighty, finally understood what stupid rumors their fellow disciples had said about Xiao Yan of the Xiao family being a waste and overestimating his own abilities!

joke!

Being younger than Nalan Yanran, not only has he surpassed her in cultivation, but he can also crush her in combat power. This kind of talent is considered to be an extraordinary talent even in the entire Jia Ma Empire. How can they have the face to mock her?

"Xiao Yan, I admit that you have exceeded my imagination"

Nalan Yanran's eyes revealed a deep fear. She took a deep breath, raised her head, and slowly said to Xiao Yan in the distance:

"But today, I am not just myself. I also carry the hope of the Yunlan Sect on my shoulders."

"So, I can't lose!"

Xiao Yan stopped and stood five meters away from Nalan Yanran. For them, this distance was very close and they could reach her in an instant.

Carrying the Black Flame Sword on his shoulder, Xiao Yan stared at Nalan Yanran in front of him with interest, and said in a calm tone:

"No matter what you are carrying, you must speak with strength!"

"Your cultivation is that of a great fighting master, and I am also a great fighting master, one star higher than you. You have demonstrated three profound-level fighting skills, and I have also demonstrated three profound-level fighting skills in return. All of them are stronger than yours."

"And now, what confidence do you have to fight me?!"

As Xiao Yan finished speaking, an extremely powerful aura rose from his body, like a ferocious beast, making everyone feel as if there was a sharp edge on their backs.

On the huge bluestone ground, the powerful fighting spirit and sharp sword energy left deep marks on the surrounding hard floor.

In the venue, Nalan Yanran was half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath. In front of her was Xiao Yan, who was unharmed and like a devil. No matter who it was, when seeing this scene, they would dare to determine the winner.

On the stone platform, the elders of the Yunlan Sect could no longer hold back their composure and began to whisper to each other in private, discussing the battle in front of them.

"The kid from the Xiao family seems to be a little weird. Every time Yanran's fighting skills are about to hit him, they are weirdly twisted."

"Yes, and his body is also quite strong. With such a huge force and enough fighting spirit, even if he doesn't use fighting skills, his power cannot be underestimated."

"You are right, but what is even more strange is that this kid has always maintained a relaxed attitude. Even though Yan Ran has burst out with combat power far exceeding that of a three-star Grand Fighter several times, Xiao Yan still easily resolved it. I am suspicious."

"Impossible. A teenage master fighter is already amazing enough. He can't be any higher. He must have practiced some weird fighting skills."

Although the discussions of the many Yunlan Sect elders were transmitted through voice, they could not be hidden from Yun Yun, the Dou Huang, and Yun Leng, the great elder who was at the peak of the Dou Wang level.

"Cough cough,"

Yun Leng lowered his voice, coughed a few times, and bowed to Yun Yun:

"Master, it seems that Yanran's defeat is only a matter of time. Should we..."

There was a ruthless look in his eyes, and it seemed that he was going to use some unreasonable means to interfere with the game.

Yun Yun was stunned when she heard this, and then she was a little surprised. She shook her head, stared at the scene, and said:

"No, if you win, you win, and if you lose, you lose."

"It's not like our Yunlan Sect can't afford to lose. The embarrassment on our face is nothing, and..."

"Yanran still has a trump card, she may not lose!"

Seeing Yun Yun speak, Yun Leng could only lower his head helplessly, but the ruthless look in his eyes did not disappear, and he glanced towards Xiao Yan.