"Blocked, Senior Sister Nalan is awesome!" After three seconds of silence, a thunderous roar erupted.

"Two little guys, they're pretty good!" Yaochen said with satisfaction.

"Hey, Brother Fang Mo, that sister in red clothes is so familiar!" Counting the age, Qinglan is only a few months younger than Xiao Yan, so it is appropriate to call her sister.

And looking at it, Qing Liang remembered the beautiful young lady he had seen in Utan City.

"The green scales we've seen!" Yun Yun also remembered Xiao Yan who she had seen in Utan City, and said.

"Oh, the green scales remembered, too!" Green scales suddenly realized.

Speaking of this, the seven women began to chatter about the original incident, and when they talked about Fang Mo, the seven women understood that no wonder Fang Mo was so righteous and awe-inspiring, it turned out that she had already known that she was a man.

As for the battle between the two people, no one cares, after all, even the weakest Qing Scales on the scene are now distracted, not to mention that the rest of them are either not compatible, or they are not tribulated, and the stupid girl of the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal really looks down on a battle of this scale.

In normal times, these girls have their own battles, and their combat experience is so rich under the feeding of veterans Yunyun and Medusa.

Except for the struggle between death, I haven't seen any other scenes.

Of course, as long as Fang Mo is there, he will not let his women feel death, this is the most basic criterion for a man.

Realizing the transfer to the field, the two won a single blow, and after a three-second pause, they began to attack again.

Xiao Yan mobilized the true yuan of his whole body, stepping on the light martial arts body method in the sunflower treasure book under his feet, just like a mythical witch, sometimes ethereal, sometimes fierce, and constantly sending out one after another true yuan attacks in his palm, pressing towards Nalan Yanran.

Nalan Yanran held the long sword in her hand, her sword intent was high, and the sharp sword light was like a death scythe that harvested life, wiping it off Xiao Yan's waist.

Xiao Yan dodged Nalan Yanran's attacks with an unpredictable body over and over again, waving his palms and sending needles from time to time, and the two were very happy.

"Wonderful, Senior Sister Nalan's swordsmanship, see it once and be amazed once!"

"That Xiao Yan's tricks are also weird, I have never seen this kind of magical martial arts, Rao is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of our Martial Arts Academy, and there is no such martial arts!"

"But then again, on the Douqi Continent, when did someone from the outside world practice martial arts, hasn't martial arts always been a specialty of our Ten Thousand Worlds Academy?"

"Could it be that the dean personally accepted the apprentice?"

The voices of surprise and confusion continued to sound in the crowd, while in the field, the battle was in full swing.

"Boom!" The two kept moving their bodies close to each other, and finally, Xiao Yan seized the opportunity, bullied up, and slapped Nalan Yanran's chest with one palm.

In the face of the menacing and extremely fast attack, the corners of Nalan Yanran's mouth lightly curved.

And Xiao Yan, who was always staring at Nalan Yanran, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he was about to withdraw from the battle group.

However, will Nalan Yanran give her a chance? Apparently not!

I saw that the long sword in Nalan Yanran's hand suddenly came out of her hand, and she followed Xiao Yan's palm momentum and quickly retreated, neither fast nor slow, barely letting Xiao Yan hit.

When Nalan Yanran's long sword came out of his hand, the long sword rose in the wind, and instantly turned into a long and short one.

The tip of the sword shot directly at Xiao Yan's back.

"Boom!" A huge metal collision sound hit Xiao Yan's back.

Xiao Yan stumbled, but this sword also made Xiao Yan's speed suddenly increase by a level, and with a palm, he hit Nalan Yanran's chest.

"Poof!" As a sword cultivator, Nalan Yanran's physical body is not strong, and among martial arts cultivators of the same level, he is simply not too weak.

Therefore, this palm, although Xiao Yan had already mobilized most of the energy in his body to resist the giant sword behind him, it also injured Nalan Yanran.

"Poof!" Similarly, the Golden Bell Jar, which is not very proficient in operation, Xiao Yan, who resists any sword, also spurts out a mouthful of old blood.

Nalan Yanran's sword is not only sharp, but also full of sword energy, the peak of the general Dou Zong, under the sword just now, it is directly cool.

However, thanks to Xiao Yan completing the task some time ago, he obtained the cultivation technique of the Golden Bell Jar.

Otherwise, just a wave will be cold.

Of course, this is also because Nalan Yanran didn't use all her strength, otherwise, Xiao Yan would have been cold directly.

The two stood still in the middle of the field again, looked at each other, and suddenly looked at each other and smiled.

"You're in luck!" Nalan Yanran said first.

"You have such a strong sense of battle!" Xiao Yan said the same.

Compared with the original book, he continued to train in the Warcraft Mountain Range, and then went to the Tagor Desert, where he saw countless strong battles and experienced the strength of the Douhuang, and now he seems to be strong, but his combat experience is far inferior to Nalan Yanran, who often goes out to practice.

In particular, Nalan Yanran, who has been precipitated for a year at the peak of Yuanying.

"One last move, use the strongest move!" Xiao Yan proposed.

"Good!" Nalan Yanran has no opinion, it is not a way to fight like this, the two are equal in strength, but Xiao Yan's combat experience is insufficient.

On the other hand, Nalan Yanran's speed is also not as weird as Xiao Yan's Sunflower Treasure Book.

So the two of them decided to go directly to the ultimate, and they couldn't die anyway.

"This move of mine, obtained from the Sword Pavilion three years ago, is a top-level sword technique of the spirit level, you have to be careful!"

"My exercises are also weird, you have to be careful!"

"What are they doing here?" Everyone in the audience suddenly wondered.

"Everyone, a kilometer back!" Suddenly, the medicine dust in the sky said loudly.

He always paid close attention to the battle between the two, knowing that this final blow must be very powerful, and none of the students present would be able to make a move under the joint efforts of the two.

So, he announced that everyone would retreat.

When the students heard this, they retreated a thousand meters one after another.

At a distance of kilometers, there is no visual obstacle for them, and they can clearly see the hair on their heads.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

"Sunflower Treasure!" Both of them let out a low cry at the same time.

Nalan Yanran mobilized the sword yuan of his whole body and poured into the low-grade spirit weapon long sword in his hand.

And Xiao Yan also drove the sunflower true yuan of the whole body into all the embroidery needles of the body.

"Sasa!" In the sky above the two of them, slowly, a cold light appeared, but the difference was that the cold light on Nalan Yanran's side was very large, in the shape of a sword, and the cold light was awe-inspiring.

On Xiao Yan's side, there are countless small lights, revealing indescribable weirdness.

When the momentum was condensed to the peak, everyone on the scene held their breath.

And the medicine dust above is always ready to make a move.

Fang Mo and the others, who were watching the play in the back, also watched it with relish, and Fang Mo also continued to explain the characteristics, and the seven women benefited a lot.

"Go!"

The momentum of the two of them reached its peak at this moment.

The two girls shouted at the same time, and suddenly, countless sounds broke through the air, and they rushed towards each other mercilessly.

When the last move was sacrificed, the two collapsed at the same time, the two were amorous, usually goddess-level beauties, slumped on the ground, without any image.

"Boom!" The attacks of the two collided together, and there was a roar that was many times louder than before.

"Scatter!" The medicine dust above will be annihilated in time for the aftermath of the attack!

"Whew!" Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran lay on the ground, letting everyone look at their bumpy figures, and breathing in the fresh air.

It's also a loss, the clothes of the two are that kind of ancient-style conservative, otherwise, they will be gone.

"The two of you, there is not much difference in the final attack, energy intensity and energy density." Yaochen fell into the clouds, looked at the two, and said with a smile.

"Well, how about a tie?"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

These two nods, so that the three-year covenant that should have been fought to the death ended peacefully.

However, the story of Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran is not over yet!

There is also a chapter, which will be sent before twelve o'clock, if you can't hold it, go to bed early!

See you tomorrow!

(End of chapter)