Situ Zhaonan's pretended to be an old man's voice made the hearts of the surrounding clansmen tighten, which was clearly a precursor to a strong move.

"This guy, is he so expressive!" Yan Lan rubbed his fingers lightly, and suddenly his five fingers stretched out, and the spirit yuan around his body boiled.

"This is the Heavenly Sword Hand, Yan Lan is really going to use a stunt to deal with it. "Many clansmen, aware of Yan Lan's moves, are officially the Yan family's first-order high-grade skills-Heavenly Sword Hand.

"Heavenly Sword Hand!" Situ Hengkong's brows moved, and he vaguely sneered.

At this time, Situ Zhaonan's momentum had climbed to the extreme, and above his fists, there was a faint flash of purple lightning, and a heavy coercion made many boys and girls on the sidelines feel palpitations.

"Is the first-order high-grade skill Heavenly Sword Hand, it's still a little worse!" Situ Zhaonan snorted coldly in his heart, for the Yan family's stunt, before he came to challenge, Situ Hengkong had already explained it to him vividly.

Seeing the lightning on Situ Zhaonan's fists, many sharp-eyed Yan clansmen looked awe-inspired, and some of them were even shocked.

"Yan Lan be careful, this is the Purple Thunder Fist of the Situ family, a first-order superb skill, which should not be underestimated. One of the clansmen couldn't help but exclaim.

The first-order best skill is the best way to cultivate to reach the Transformation Pill stage. However, it is not excluded that a small number of people with extremely strong minds have gone through thousands of tempering and cultivated beyond the level.

Hearing the reminder of the clansmen, Yan Lan's expression did not fluctuate much, as if he was fully prepared.

"The purple thunder punch out, destroying the withering and decaying. ”

Situ Zhaonan shouted violently, and his extremely fast figure, carrying a fierce momentum, rushed towards Yan Lan like a tide.

Yan Lan stood quietly, his eyes did not show the slightest panic, and the momentum around his body was still climbing up at an even speed.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the distance, standing with his hands in his hands, his gentle face filled with a smile as calm as water.

"If you want to beat my son Yanlan, this strength is definitely not qualified. ”

A slight voice, full of absolute confidence. This person is Yan Lan's father - Yan Li.

In the Yan clan, some people with transcendent strength stared at Yan Lan sharply.

"Yan Lan's hand, his five fingers are straight, but there is no light blade bursting out so far, is he going to rely on the power of the pure spirit yuan to take on the next order of the best trick?"

Many people are worried.

However, Yan Lan's expression was always calm.

Is this the confidence of strength, or is it pretended composure?

"Hey, I still have to use this trick! I originally planned to take it by surprise in the family competition. Yan Lan exhaled heavily and sighed secretly.

At the moment when Situ Zhaonan's figure flashed, Yan Lan's figure suddenly changed.

Many Yan clan people were stunned for a moment at this moment, and what followed was stunned and shocking emotions, which rolled violently in their hearts.

"This is not the Heavenly Sword Hand, this is the Heavenly Seal Palm, the second-order lower grade skill of our clan ......"

The minority people with vicious eyes saw the clues at the moment when Yan Lan's figure moved.

"In front of the heavenly seal, seal all things. ”

Corresponding to Situ Zhaonan's cold drink of "Purple Thunder Fist, Destroying Withering and Decaying", Yan Lan also drank eight words to confront him.

"Before the Heavenly Seal Palm, seal all things? Is there a record of this sentence in the Heavenly Seal Palm Technique?"

Many Yan clan members, when they heard Yan Lan shouting this, suddenly felt weird, but for a while, they didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"Damn, this is Yan Lan's own ...... this kid broke blindly"

The minority people suddenly couldn't cry or laugh. However, they had to admire Yan Lan's on-the-spot adaptability, with this sentence, although it was exaggerated, it could also enhance a little momentum.

"Heavenly Sealed Palm!" Situ Hengkong was shocked, and his expression finally began to become solemn.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, staring at Yan Lan and the others. Trick duels, often one move to determine the winner.

This means that victory or defeat will be born at this moment.

The swaying thunder mangs circulated on Situ Zhaonan's right fist, and a powerful suction force continued to absorb the electric thunder energy hidden in the air. With the continuous absorption of energy, the color of lightning gradually evolved from blue to purple and dark purple.

"Dark purple lightning energy, I didn't expect that Situ Zhaonan, this thirteen-year-old boy, could cultivate the Purple Thunder Fist to such a realm. Even if he was the opponent of his own clan, Yan Muxiong couldn't help but praise Situ Zhaonan, and at the same time, looking at Yan Lan's gaze, it was a little more solemn.

At this moment, the demeanor of most of the Yan clan people is not much different from Yan Muxiong.

Situ Hengkong's face jumped silently, and he said in his heart: "Nan'er's talent is different, how can you speculate." Purple Thunder Fist, even those fifteen or sixteen-year-old genius boys in the family, have only cultivated so far. ”

As Situ Zhaonan's prestige climbed, Yan Lan was not idle.

Above Yan Lan's right hand, a powerful spirit element rotated. The spinning spirit element wrapped around his arm, extending to his palm, and from his palm, releasing a vortex of energy. This whirlpool is also constantly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and its momentum is gradually rising.

"Leapfrogging cultivation skills, it's really stressful!"

Yan Lan's eyes glared angrily, he clenched his teeth, and all the spiritual elements around him were mobilized, so as to support the display of the Heavenly Seal Palm.

The two momentums, like dragons fighting tigers, have not yet touched, they are competing with each other.

Everyone sensed the past, although Yan Lan's skills were superior, but the momentum of the two was equal, but they didn't know who would have the last laugh when the two strong collided.

This momentum is a long story, but in fact, it only takes two or three breaths, and the two of them will go from starting to run the trick until they climb to the extreme.

"Ah......h

Situ Zhaonan let out a leisurely roar, his figure exploded, and with his strong momentum, he rushed towards Yan Lan fiercely.

Yan Lan's eyebrows tightened, his teeth were gritted, and he also took a strong breath, his palm facing forward, and he greeted him without fear.

"Sneer......"

The two energies were handed over, but they did not make an earth-shattering explosion, but "snorted", each with an aftermath of energy, impacting the bodies of the two, and the two of them each snorted, but there was no retreat, but their faces were cold and resolute, and they leaned forward to resist their own energy offensive.

Two energies, entangled with each other.

Purple thunder and lightning continued to erode Yan Lan's Lingyuan barrier, intending to drill into his body from the palm of his hand.

And Yan Lan's cyan vortex, like a python entwining its prey, wrapped around Situ Zhaonan's Thunder and Lightning Fist wave after wave.

"This kid is indeed unusually powerful, the first-order best skill can actually compete with my second-order lower grade skill, it seems that it is because I am not good at learning. At the time of the stalemate, Yan Lan was also aware of his weakness. Although he said that his cultivation skills surpassed Situ Zhaonan's, his proficiency was one point behind, and only then did he form a-for-tat situation.

"This kid from the Yan family is indeed an ordinary person. Although Situ Hengkong had strong confidence in Situ Zhaonan, Yan Lan's performance had to make him secretly admire.

The difference between the fists and palms of the two is only half a foot. As the energy erodes each other, the hands of the two are gradually getting closer.