Then Lin Yiran saw Tianzun's hand wave, and the scene in front of him immediately switched to a ring, and it was Feng Xinglan standing in front of him.

The guests were all seated in the audience, and Tianzun, Feng Yangxi, and Tianhuanxue were seated in the first row.

The sudden change made those powerful guests dissatisfied, because they hated the feeling of being completely controlled, but this was in the inner space of Tianzun, and they could only endure it silently.

And those with lower strength were completely immersed in the wonder brought about by this change, and they had no complaints about Tianzun's arrangement at all, after all, the strong were respected.

Seeing such a scene, Lin Yiran felt that Tianzun was an unpredictable person, because not long ago he was protected by Tianzun from Feng Yangxi's revenge, and now Feng Xinglan wants to fight him to the death, Tianzun is so simple, does the other party think that he can beat Feng Xinglan.

Or did Tianzun deliberately let himself die at this time?

A series of questions suddenly poured into Lin Yiran's mind, but he soon thought that he was about to die here, and immediately drove these questions out of his mind, because there was no point in figuring out the answers to these questions now.

And many guests watched a good wedding banquet turn into a life-and-death duel, and couldn't help but feel that this wedding banquet was too child's play, and they didn't understand why Tianzun didn't stop Lin Yiran from fighting a duel with Feng Xinglan. Even if there is a duel, it is okay to wait until after the wedding banquet to start, it is difficult to make this duel more important than the wedding.

And some of the guests like to watch the excitement and don't think too much, but in their eyes, the result of this competition is not suspenseful, so they don't feel too excited.

"Lin Yiran, the pain you have made me suffer, my uncle's hatred, these two accounts, let's settle them together today, I will definitely make you suffer from a thousand cuts!" was about to start the competition, Feng Xinglan remembered that the suffering he had suffered for the resurrection was not at all endurable by ordinary people.

Therefore, he decided that he must let Lin Yiran taste that kind of bitterness today, and he would not let Lin Yiran die happily.

Lin Yiran snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Do you think you can kill me so easily? Even if I can't kill you after your strength increases, death won't make you feel better!" His goal today is to beat Feng Xinglan to a serious injury, if he beats the other party to a cripple, maybe the other party will never dare to fight the idea of Tianhuanxue in the future.

"What an arrogant tone!" Feng Xinglan sneered, holding the bone sword and rushing towards Lin Yiran, "Make a move, I won't let you again!" He had eaten for underestimating the enemy before, so he would never make such a mistake again now.

The lion fights the rabbit and still does his best, and now he is facing an enemy who can kill his uncle who is stronger than his current self, how dare he underestimate the enemy.

"Crazy or not, you won't know until you try it!" At the same time, Lin Yiran also sacrificed the Demon Slayer Sword, and used all his strength to cast a shapeshifting shadow, quickly sweeping towards Feng Xinglan.

"Dang!"

When the two swords collided, Lin Yiran only felt a shock from the tiger's mouth, his arm was numb, and at the same time, he unconsciously took a few steps back, and then felt a disorder of the breath in his body.

Although he knew that Feng Xinglan's strength was much stronger than his own, he didn't expect it to be so much stronger, because in the confrontation just now, he could only barely see the other party's figure clearly, if it wasn't for Feng Xinglan's deliberate attempt to fight him, he might not even be able to touch the opponent's sword.

However, he has already gained the upper hand just by hitting hard, so all this is as he thinks, and there is no chance of winning at all.

"Lin Yiran, if you kneel and beg for mercy, I can make you die a happy death!" Feng Xinglan had already noticed Lin Yiran's reaction, and was even more sure that Lin Yiran was in a catastrophe today, because just now he only used seventy percent of his strength, and the other party was obviously unable to resist.

And it's just an ordinary hard fight, if he uses a more powerful technique, Lin Yiran will definitely not be able to survive ten rounds.

His purpose was not only to kill Lin Yiran, but also to make Lin Yiran make a fool of himself in front of Heavenly Fantasy Snow, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart, so this was also the reason why he would personally send a token to Lin Yiran before to ensure that the other party could attend his wedding banquet.

"It's all death, why should I die so undignified?!" Lin Yiran grinned, but in the eyes of outsiders, he smiled extremely hideously.

Over the years, he hasn't tried any pain, so even if he will really be cut by a thousand cuts, he is not afraid. What he was afraid of was dying without dignity, so Feng Xinglan successfully aroused his fighting spirit, and he would definitely not give the other party a chance to humiliate him again.

At the same time, he continued to pour spiritual energy into his right hand, and then a scorching energy continued to pour out of his right hand.

There is no doubt that he wants to strike his strongest blow at Feng Xinglan, in that case, maybe he can die a happy death.

"This trick again?" Feng Xinglan's face twitched slightly, then put away the bone sword, and instead sacrificed a green feather fan, constantly fanning it on his chest.

At this time, Lin Yiran and Feng Xinglan were only a few zhang apart, and the two of them were constantly gathering raging energy, but on one side was a scorching flame, and on the other side was a raging tornado.

As time passed, the energy around the two of them became more and more, and the scope of the spread became more and more extensive.

Soon, the two energies came together, and at the same time, the two energies were entangled as if they had their own spiritual intelligence.

The result is a spectacular picture – a huge tornado is constantly inhaling raging flames, only the tornado, which was still moving regularly, becomes irregular.

Messy flames accompanied by loud whistling sounds constantly scurried around the two of them, and sometimes some flames would rush under the ring, but they were quickly dissipated by the nameless force.

Although both energies were lost to varying degrees in the confrontation, both energies were still significantly intensifying, but everyone could feel that the wind energy was much stronger than the fire energy.

Although this situation was expected by those guests, Lin Yiran's strength was still very surprising to them, and even Feng Yangxi couldn't help frowning-because they found that Lin Yiran still looked calm in such a fierce confrontation, and did not show the slightest appearance of depleted spiritual energy, which was not at all like the strength of a person whose spiritual realm had only reached the early stage of the dimensional realm.