In the field, after Nalan Yanran stood up, the dozen or so white-robed old men above him finally slowly opened their eyes, and looked at the black-robed young man at the stone steps, and glanced at each other, all of them were slightly surprised, and the doubts in their hearts were no different from Nalan Yan and the others, and now Xiao Yan, no matter where he looked at it, could not see that this was the Xiao family waste who had been ridiculed back then.

"You, is Xiao Yan of the Xiao family?" The white-robed old man in the center raised his eyes to look at Xiao Yan, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "I am the great elder of the Yunlan Sect, Yun Ling, the sect master has not returned today, so this three-year appointment is presided over by the old man, and this competition is intended to learn from each other and point to ......."

"Life and death, each with its own destiny." Xiao Yan's voice also sounded, interrupting Yun Ling's words.

Nalan Yanran's eyes were lightly raised, staring at the black-robed young man, and in those pair of pitch-black eyes, there seemed to be a little fluctuation that was difficult to hide, was it resentment! After a while, she nodded slightly, and her voice was cold: "It's up to you." ”

"Young man, leave a line in everything, but since you want to ask for this, then let it be you, life and death, each with his own destiny." With a wave of his hand, Yun Ling said lightly.

The corners of his mouth set off a touch of arc, Xiao Yan couldn't help but want to sneer in his heart, leave a line in everything, back then, Nalan Yanran did so well, but did anyone let her stay on the line? The palm of his hand slowly held the handle of the ruler, and suddenly twitched, the heavy ruler brought up a sound of oppressive wind, pointing obliquely at the ground, the strong wind on the ruler's body, blowing up the dust on the ground, and a faint cyan fighting spirit swirled around the surface of the body, Xiao Yan stared at Nalan Yanran: "The three-year appointment, I came as promised, today, solve the past grievances, you gave me the shame of the Xiao family back then, please return it today!" ”

The jade hand stretched out, and the light of a jade-colored ring above the jade finger flashed, and a slender pale cyan long sword flashed out, the blade was tilted, and the sunlight sprinkled down, reflecting a coldness. Nalan Yanran's beautiful eyes and the pair of dark eyes looked at each other, sighed with a little regret, and said lightly: "My own marriage, I will make the decision, even if it has been three years now, but I don't think that I did wrong back then, I have the right to choose my own destiny, maybe when choosing, because of some improper behavior, but if time returns, I think, I will still be like this." ”

"Misbehaved?" Xiao Yan chuckled, a light and fluttering demeanor was inappropriate, did he want to shirk his arrogant behavior? Seems too simple, right?

"Hehe, it's still like a script, it's so good, originally, you must read it." Secretly, Xiao Linxuan was slightly excited in his words.

In the field, Xiao Yan's expression gradually returned to indifference, the palm holding the ruler handle became tighter and tighter, and after a while, the sole of the foot suddenly took a step forward, and where he landed, the hard bluestone slab actually spread out a few cracks to the center of his foot, and the surging cyan fighting qi, mixed with a little cyan flame, surged from the surface of Xiao Yan's body.

Feeling the tyrannical fighting spirit like a flame on Xiao Yan's body, Nalan Yanran was surprised to find that in just three years, the waste of the Xiao family at that time had undergone earth-shaking changes, and countless thoughts flashed.

The jade hand held the light blue long sword, the faint cyan wind rolled and fluttered on the sword body, and in the wind, the sharp wind blade expanded and spit out, occasionally bursting out, leaving a scratch that was not shallow or deep on the hard bluestone slab, and the sword body gradually moved up, pointing at Xiao Yan from afar, and the sharp sword blade was awe-inspiring under the reflection of the sun.

With the rise of the fighting spirit above the two people's bodies, the atmosphere on the huge square became condensed in an instant, and the surroundings became quiet again, all eyes were on the two of them, and many people wanted to know, after three years of cultivation, how far could the waste boy go back then?

The palm of his hand clenched the handle of the ruler, and with the heavy feeling that kept coming, Xiao Yan raised his eyes and stared at the woman on the opposite side who was like a willow leaf.

"The three-year covenant has passed, your previous grievances will be completely settled today, I hope that after today, all entanglements can be ......" On the stage, Yun Ling looked at the two people who had become-for-tat against Mai Mang, and coughed lightly, but before he could speak, his face was a little ugly again, because Xiao Yan in that scene at this time, under the gaze of countless eyes, ignored his words, and took the lead in breaking the momentum stalemate, waving his heavy ruler, his body suddenly turned into a black shadow, and he rushed away fiercely towards Nalan Yanran.

"Fight! Nalan Yan! It's been three years! Between the collision of the black shadows, the low roar that had been suppressed for three years couldn't help but come out of his throat.

Under the gaze of everyone in the square, the black shadow was like an angry demonic beast, lightly touching the heavy ruler on the ground, directly on the bluestone along the way, bringing out a long spark and deep traces.

Nalan Yanran's face was calm at the black shadow that rushed straight in, her exercises belonged to the wind attribute, so speed and light body skills were what she was best at, when Xiao Yan was about to follow the ten meters around her, Nalan Yanran finally made a move, her toes touched the ground, her body was like a fallen leaf in the wind, fluttering and flickering, and in an instant, it was staggered with the black figure that rushed over.

Momentarily. The long sword in Nalan Yanran's hand slashed out horizontally extremely naturally. With the help of body impact. A few tiny ground wind blades. has taken the lead out of the sword. Cut at Xiao Yan's neck.

Rapid impact came to an abrupt halt. The huge black ruler was lifted slightly. With the clanging sound and a few small sparks. Those wind blades. Even Xiao Yan's offensive was not stopped. It is complete dissipation.

And after the wind blade is resisted. Xiao Yan raised his eyes slightly. Indifferently, he glanced at the graceful figure that passed by. Arm wave. The heavy ruler brought up a fierce energy. Slammed it behind him. Energetically pressed. Put Nalan Yanran's body on the ground in the skirt robe. Press tightly against the skin. Outline the slender willow waist.

I felt the whirring pressure behind me. Nalan Yanran raised her eyebrows slightly. It seems that there is some surprise, and the other party is keenly perceived. The long sword in his hand stabbed out. The pale cyan sword left a cyan arc in the void air. Sharp sword tip. It seems to be penetrating the air barrier. With a crisp sound of "ding". The tip of the sword was pointed straight above the weight of the ground that was smashed horizontally. The two touch. The strength contained in the huge ruler is fierce. Make that slender long sword. It was pressed into an extremely thrilling arc. The thrilling look that was about to break. Let those Yunlan Sect disciples around you. There was a slight surprise on his face. After infusing the sword body with fighting spirit. Enough to withstand extremely large gravitational forces. And this is still the first time I have come into contact with it. Sword. It is to be bent. This shows what terrifying energy is contained in the black ruler.

However, the sword was bent into such a thrilling arc. But it never broke off. When the tip of the sword was about to stick to Nalan Yanran's jade arm. The latter stomped lightly on the ground with the soles of his feet. The green mangs above the long sword skyrocketed. Sudden explosion of power. With a thud, the weight was flicked away. And with the help of the elasticity of both. Nalan Yanran swept into the air. The pretty face is dignified. The long sword in his hand suddenly trembled. It moved slowly. And every time the sword moves a point. It will leave behind a sword-like afterimage that is like a substance.