The moment the colored silk just disappeared, a cold cheer suddenly sounded, and then only the sound of sighing was heard, and the colored silk burst out from the storm one after another, and then overwhelmingly attacked Nalan Yanran.

The overwhelming colored satin poured down like a curtain of rain, and immediately hit the shadow of many feet wide, and the crisp sound almost resounded.

Although a lot of silk was torn apart by the storm, there was still a lot of silk that hit the silver wood floor, shaking out cracks.

Countless people were stunned to see the gorgeous scene in the square, and the colorful silk poured down from the sky like a torrential rain, making the silver wood square more and more miserable, but it was the silk torn by the storm in the majority.

Feng Qing'er knew that silk was useless against this thing, and her face was cold, and the more she sang, the faster the colored silk appeared, and the more frequent it was.

"Wow!"

Within the storm, a majestic wave of fighting qi emanated, and then the countless colored satins that filled the sky suddenly entangled with each other.

In just an instant, under the gaze of countless people, it was entangled into a huge colorful phoenix with more than ten feet!

The colorful phoenix was completely fused with silk, but at the moment of formation, the huge Dou Qi storm suddenly collapsed and disintegrated, and immediately turned into a huge pillar of Dou Qi light, which was directly projected into the huge Caifeng's body.

"Wind and Thunder Festival!"

The collapse of the fighting storm also revealed Feng Qing'er in it, and its jade fingers were a little bit of Caifeng, and a drop of blood flew out from between the slender ones, and finally landed on Caifeng's body.

As this drop of blood fell on Caifeng's body, a burst of vitality emanated from Caifeng's body composed of silk, and the majestic energy contained in it became more and more violent.

"Wind Killer Finger!"

Feng Qing'er's body was suspended in the sky, her colorful skirt fluttering, like a goddess, noble and arrogant, her jade hand pointed at the storm in front of her, and she snorted coldly.

When the cheer fell, the Caifeng suddenly made a loud crane chirp, and a majestic and terrifying pillar of blue and silver light quickly formed in Caifeng's mouth, and after an instant, it quickly shrunk and turned into a beam of light only the size of a palm.

"This finger is the winner!"

Looking at the beam of light that burst out, Feng Qing'er's cold and bone-chilling voice also resounded in the sky, causing some people to change color slightly.

"Wind Killing Finger, one of the most lethal fighting skills in the Wind Thunder Pavilion."

When Feng Qing'er's voice fell, around the square, the sound of cold air suddenly sounded, obviously no stranger to this gorgeous finger.

"Really? It's up to you to get the axe? ”

Nalan Yanran's voice sounded, and a giant composed of a strong wind appeared from the storm, stepped on the ground, and directly crushed the silverwood square on the ground.

The sound of wind and thunder roared in this place, and the scorching sun in the sky seemed to be obscured, leaving only this giant who held heaven and earth.

The majesty exuded by the giant overwhelmed everyone on the stage, and they were a little out of breath.

Xiao Muchen smiled slightly, and with a wave of his big hand, a light curtain shrouded the entire stands, blocking the majesty emanating from the giant.

Xiao Muchen blocked the might, and the people in the stands looked at him with grateful eyes.

The Wind Giant's pupils flashed with a hint of green, and the Wind Giant's big hand reached out, and at that moment, directly grabbed the beam of light.

The beam entered the palm of the Wind Giant's hand and was instantly devoured, leaving no trace.

"What?!" Feng Qing'er watched in disbelief as the giant devoured her attack, it was one of her hole cards.

"Don't be surprised, you're just getting an axe at the class gate." The storm that enveloped Nalan Yanran disappeared, and she was seen standing in the air out of thin air, and behind her, was the wind giant.

If someone has sharp eyes, they can see that there is a faint layer of cyan light around Nalan Yanran, like the wind.

"This woman actually took Feng Qing'er's wind killing finger..."

At the edge of the square, Tang Ying and Mu Qingluan had stopped fighting at some point, looking at the battle in the center of the square.

When she saw Nalan Yanran blocking Feng Qing'er's wind killing fingers, there was a look of shock in her eyes.

As for the power of the Wind Killing Finger, they had faced it head-on, and they naturally knew the power of such fighting skills, but now this scene made them have to sigh in their hearts, and they all shook their heads with a wry smile.

And I don't know when, a person shouted: "Look, the cyan light on that person's body doesn't look like the mysterious woman who defeated the old Dou Sect powerhouse? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Nalan Yanran and found that it seemed to be similar to the characteristics of the mysterious woman.

"It's really a bit similar, could it be that this Nalan Yanran is the mysterious woman?"

"I think so, otherwise why would there suddenly be such a strong person."

When everyone recognized Nalan Yanran's identity, Nalan Yanran finally made her first move.

I saw that the fighting spirit on her body was surging, and the giant behind her suddenly moved, stepped on the ground with one foot, stepped out a footprint, and slammed a huge fist towards Nalan Yanran.

Feng Qing Eryu's feet were a little empty, and her delicate body flew back quickly, dodging this blow, and immediately landed on the body of Caifeng, which was much broken, and bit her jade fingers, and then suddenly pressed on Caifeng's back.

"Blood Devourer!"

As the cold drink fell, a thick red glow suddenly burst out from his palm, quickly enveloping the colorful phoenix.

And in this weird red mang, Caifeng's body shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a rich red mang, which was sucked into Feng Qing'er's small mouth.

The red mangs entered the body, Feng Qing'er's delicate body shook, and then a pair of colorful phoenix wings stretched out from its back, and at the same time, its breath also skyrocketed instantly.

The surge in aura did not last long before it stopped, but at this moment, Feng Qing'er soared from the strength of a one-star Dou Zong to the level of a three-star Dou Zong in an instant, and this kind of violent surge made people a little dumbfounded.

"Huh." A smile appeared on the corner of Nalan Yanran's mouth, and the thin sword came out of his hand, landed vertically, and stuck on the ground.

At the moment when the sword was stuck in the ground, the sky was cloudy, obscuring the scorching sun, and the wind appeared at some point, whistling and agitating in the broken square.

"Command the wind of heaven and earth for my use!"

Nalan Yanran clenched her hands into fists, put them on her chest, and muttered to herself.

Just as she was muttering to herself, a phantom shadow appeared on the dark clouds in the sky, this shadow, blurred, with her eyes closed, only made people want to worship from the bottom of their hearts.