Under the inquiry of the voice bombarding her heart, Han Yan was stunned, and her mind recalled Aisen's smile of trust in her, and for a moment, she hesitated resolutely.

"Is that young man so important in your heart, hey..."Seeing Han Yan's sudden pause, the light voice couldn't help sighing, and said helplessly.

"Well, I'm willing to use your strength, but only once!" After a while, Han Yan's eyes gradually became firm, and he replied in a deep voice.

"I didn't expect you to change your mind because of a man, it's just that, Xiao Yan'er, you have really grown up," under Han Yan's response, the light voice chuckled a little hesitantly.

At the same time, at the moment when Han Yan received the light voice, a huge holy magic power suddenly burst out from Han Yan's body, and the time that stopped at this time flowed again, and the three water spurs that were only a stone's throw away from Han Yan were instantly knocked away by this huge magic power.

Wrapped in the pale green holy magic, the surface of Han Yan's body suddenly transformed into a layer of beautiful light veil, floating in the air like a fairy descending into the world, looking down at the sluggish Monica on the ground like a fairy.

With the change in the shape of the cold face, a graceful elf the size of a palm, with slender ears, pure and pale eyes, and a team of phantom and thin wings suddenly appeared behind it.

"Xiao Yan'er, you are finally willing to use my power, no matter how much you look at this wind spirit form, it is beautiful and intoxicating" The little elf made a light voice, and looked at Han Yan wearing a holy veil with some obsession, and sighed.

Like Aisen's Red Dragon Magic, it is the Wind Spirit Magic brought by the Wind Elves that gives Han Yan the power that Han Yan has chosen by the Elemental Elves, and this Wind Spirit is also her first demon spirit, but for some reason, Han Yan has been reluctant to use this power.

"How could it be?!What is the matter with this magic power?!Impossible, how could a seven-star junior magician have such powerful magic power!" Looking at the cold face floating in mid-air, like a fairy, Monica couldn't help but be shocked and shocked.

Under the influence of the power of the elves, Han Yan's pupils turned into an emerald pale green, pure and fascinating, and the beautiful shallow veil filled Han Yan with a holy and flawless color, which can be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

"It's been a long time since I've used this kind of power, but now it's a little strange..."Han Yan ignored Monica's surprise, and reached out a hand, her eyes slightly closed, feeling the powerful power that erupted from her whole body, and muttered to herself.

"That's right, since that incident, Xiao Yan'er, you have been reluctant to accept my power" The small wind elf stopped on Han Yan's shoulder affectionately, and said with some nostalgia.

"Lan Lan, I said it, don't mention that incident..."Under the words of the wind elf, a sadness suddenly filled the cold green eyes, but in the sadness was a deep self-blame.

"Xiao Yan'er, you still can't forget that incident..."The Wind Elf stroked Han Yan's cheeks with some distress and whispered softly.

"Of course I won't forget, after all, it's my ......" A touch of sadness flashed in Han Yan's eyes, as if he recalled some bad memories.

At this moment, Monica on the side interrupted the conversation between the two in an irritated heart, and angrily reprimanded, "Don't think that you can scare me by making a little noise, no matter what, you are only a seven-star junior magician!

Because elemental elves are scarce, Monica naturally didn't recognize that the creature on Han Yan's shoulder was the wind elf, and simply thought that Han Yan was pretending to be a ghost to intimidate her, but even so, she still couldn't hide the fear of Han Yan in her heart.

"By the way, you forced me to make an exception to use this magic, I originally planned to keep it in the dust, as a reward, let's try its anger!" Suddenly, the sadness in the cold eyes swept away, replaced by endless coldness, contempt.

"Hmph, don't pretend to be a ghost for me!"

Monica shouted a little weakly, and then cast the water barrier again, driving the three water spikes to stab in the direction of Han Yan, extremely fierce.

However, this time Han Yan did not dodge, only to see her casually raise her right hand, and suddenly a fierce hurricane rose in front of her, as if it could tear everything, roaring towards the three water thorns.

"Wind Spirit Magic, Wind Dance, Dance of One, Sanhua!", the cold face and beautiful eyes raised lightly, and called softly

I saw that under the control of Han Yan, the terrifying hurricane with the power of the elves was like a tiger descending from a mountain, instantly tearing the three water spurs and turning them into nothingness.

"How is it possible!How could you destroy my Three Yin Water, this is impossible!" Looking at the three spikes of water that broke like tissue paper, Monica exclaimed in disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible, how small your water is in front of my wind" The cold face squinted at Monica indifferently, and said in an extremely cold voice.

At the same time, when Monica was panicking, Han Yan suddenly disappeared in place, and at a speed that was completely inconsistent, he instantly flashed behind Monica, scolded the emerald wind blade, and said contemptuously, "You... It's too slow!"

"The water of the three yin, the combination of the three yin, the return of the water!"

Suddenly, a strong crisis came from behind her, and a strong palpitation prompted Monica to use the high-level magic to prevent the glass for the first time, and the water returned, instinctively telling her that the young man in front of her was very dangerous.

"Hmph! Is it this kind of indiscriminate magic, it's far from enough!" Looking at the dark blue water net that enveloped Monica, Han Yan snorted lightly, and then casually raised the wind blade blessed by the power of the elves, and slashed at it sharply.

"Boy, no matter how powerful you are, you can't destroy my Imperial Return, hum, your form must be very magical, and then you will kneel at my feet like that glass!" Under the protection of Imperial Return, Monica regained a sense of security in her heart, and said with a grim smile, her eyes full of cruelty.

But before she could finish speaking, under the bombardment of the cold wind blade, a cracking sound suddenly appeared on the dark blue water net, and with this sound, Monica's heart suddenly stopped, and she looked at the crack on the water in disbelief.

"How... How could he destroy my water return, this must be an illusion!" In the dead silence, Monica's heart was turbulent, and she comforted herself.

But what happened next immediately pulled her back to reality, only to see Han Yan looking at the cracks on the Yushui Gui with some surprise, and said with some displeasure, "I can't break this Yushui Gui with one blow, it seems that my strength has dropped very seriously."

"This is also something that can't be helped, after all, Xiao Yan'er, you haven't used my strength for a long time, and your strength has naturally declined" Seeing Han Yan's disappointed look, Lan Lan explained to him.

"Forget it, naturally one blow can't be broken, then two blows, three blows!" Han Yan waved his hand indifferently, said casually, and then condensed a wind blade in his hand again, slashing towards the crack on the water return.

In this attack, the destruction of the water return was almost the same, and then under the third blow of Han Yan, this water return completely turned into water stains and dissipated into the air, leaving Monica's legs limp and standing in place, looking at Han Yan in front of him sluggishly.

"This is your strongest defense, but that's it," Han Yan slowly walked in front of Monica, looking down at Monica like a bedbug, and said coldly.

Suddenly, Monica woke up from her trance and returned to reality, looking at Han Yan with trembling all over her body, with tears in her eyes, pretending to be pitiful, and said softly, "Cold... Young Master Hanyan, can you let me go, I'll give you all my points, do you think it's okay?"

Under the strong pressure of Han Yan, Monica instantly realized that this Han Yan was by no means an ordinary person, and with his strength, he must be the son of a certain magic master, so he complimented

Looking at Monica's pretending to be pitiful and weak, Han Yan couldn't help frowning, staring at the humble Monica in front of him, and said coldly, "Your appearance really makes me sick, I'm not displeased that you decisively eliminated Liuli, her elimination by you can only show that her strength is not as good as you, what really disgusts me is your ugly face of serving power and honor,"

Then, I saw Han Yanyu decisively eliminate Monica, who was unable to fight again, and snatched all the points she plundered from her.

After doing this, a strong feeling of weakness suddenly slowed down her whole body, so she leaned against the big tree behind her weakly, and said weakly, "It seems that even with your help in control, I won't be able to enter the wind spirit mode for too long."

In Han Yan's entry into the wind spirit mode, although there has always been the wind elf Lan Lan to regulate the output of the elve's power for her current strength, but even so, the magic power in her body still flows like flowing water.

"There is no way to do this, the king is also for your good, so he sealed the power in your body" Lan Lan looked at Han Yan with some concern and whispered softly.

"For my good, he'd probably wish I had died sooner, man!" said this, a flash of resentment suddenly flashed in Han Yan's eyes, and he scolded lightly.

"Xiao Yan'er, you really misunderstood the king......" Seeing the resentment in Han Yan's eyes, the Wind Spirit hurriedly explained to him.

But before it could finish speaking, it was interrupted by Han Yan halfway, and said impatiently, "Enough! Don't mention his name in front of me, in that selfish man's heart, I am nothing!"

Seeing Han Yan's resolute appearance, Lan Lan didn't dare to say more, and after a while, she whispered, "Xiao Yan'er... When do you decide to go back, your mother misses you so much."

When Lan Lan mentioned her mother, the resentment in Han Yan's eyes suddenly dissipated for half a minute, and she hesitated, but finally said resolutely, "It's because they don't want to see me, why should I go back to that place and find myself bored?"