The wind blew through the huge sect square, and the disciples of the Yunlan Sect looked at the tall figure that slowly walked in front of Nalan Yanran, thin and resolute, like a strong pine, standing tall in the harsh mountain wind.

That's Xiao Yan?

This thought invariably surged into the hearts of the disciples of the Yunlan Sect.

A trace of contempt for Xiao Yan flashed in most people's eyes, regarding the matter of the three-year covenant, the Yunlan Sect, which was in the center of the storm, naturally couldn't prevent the relevant messages from spreading, so most of the disciples of the Yunlan Sect had also heard of this duel between Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan.

It's just that most of them basically have a sarcastic and disdainful attitude towards Xiao Yan, in their opinion, the young master of a small family wants to marry Senior Sister Nalan, what is the difference between this and a toad wanting to eat swan meat?

It's just that I saw a real person today, and among the nearly 1,000 disciples of the Yunlan Sect, there were also some shrewd people who were keenly aware of something.

Xiao Yan in front of him is not as unbearable as rumored.

On the VIP seats on both sides, the onlookers also saw the arrival of another protagonist today, which naturally means that this grievance that has been settled three years ago is finally about to usher in the climax before the end.

"Yan'er is here."

Xiao Zhan was naturally overjoyed when he saw his son coming on stage, if there was anyone on the field who believed that Xiao Yan could win the most, it must be Xiao Zhan.

It's just that he also knows that the three-year covenant is about to begin, and it is not suitable for him to attract Xiao Yan's attention and distract her at this moment.

And Nalan Yan, who was sitting opposite Xiao Zhan, had a bitter face, and with his battle-hardened Douwang cultivation, he could naturally tell at a glance that Xiao Yan was by no means an idle person now.

"That's Xiao Yan?"

He sighed lightly, why did he feel a little familiar.

"Looks like a genius indeed."

Fa Qi nodded and said, "It's just that for some reason, I think he is a little familiar, could it be that he has seen him somewhere?" ”

Fa Li's words attracted the attention of Jia Xingtian: "Oh, you feel this way too? ”

Hai Bodong sat quietly on the sidelines, silent, only occasionally sweeping the other side with his peripheral vision, wanting to confirm her reaction.

The delicate girl sitting on the right hand side of the man couldn't help but be a little worried when she saw that Xiao Yan had appeared.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at the figure sitting next to her in the seat, covering herself tightly with her cloak and hat.

Qing Yan was naturally worried about Xiao Yan, and she felt a little uneasy when she thought of Xiao Yan fighting with that sister who didn't know why she seemed to be very familiar.

In the end, she naturally threw all the hope that she could solve the situation on the people around her, but what made her even more worried was that it seemed that the young lady did not react from beginning to end.

“…… That, Miss? ”

In the end, in desperation, Qing Yan could only lower his voice as much as possible, and said tentatively in Yao Wan's ear.

“…… Well? Has the three-year covenant begun? ”

There was a brief and slight whimper in the hat, and then the girl's slightly worried words rang in Qingscale's ears.

"Miss? Miss, are you asleep? ”

Qing Liang really didn't know what to say now, although she also knew very well that she was definitely not qualified to say anything to Miss, but even Miss didn't care about it, what should Young Master Xiao Yan do?

"Huh? I've been a little tired from practicing lately, and I haven't noticed the time, sorry. ”

A pleasant voice came from the hat, with a little waking up and a deep groan.

Then, Yao Wan quickly noticed what was happening in the audience.

Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran confronted each other, and they were about to usher in a showdown and agreement between the two that would be entangled for a lifetime.

In this regard, Yao Wan did not feel surprised, nor did he feel worried, if there was no accident, the victory or defeat between the two should be June Fourth.

She withdrew her gaze and turned to the whirlpool-like clouds that gathered behind the Yunlan Sect Square.

The duel between Xiao Yan and Nalan will take a long time even if they want to separate the winners and losers.

Therefore, what she cares more about now is naturally the old monster sleeping under this Yunlan Mountain.

The previous temptation can be answered today, and the future of the Yunlan Sect is naturally destined to depend on this.

"Little green scales, you have to watch carefully."

Yao Wan said quietly: "The battle between Xiao Yan and Nalan should be watched carefully, although you have not yet reached the level of ability and combat effectiveness to contact this level, but you must also understand that you will also become a person like them in the future." ”

"Yes...... Miss. ”

Qing Liang was slightly stunned, and then nodded slightly.

Under the guest seats, at the end of the square, behind Nalan Yanran, the dozen or so old men opened their eyes and looked at Xiao Yan.

The old man at the head narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You are Xiao Yan?" ”

Even with the vision of the Great Elder of the Yunlan Sect, he couldn't help but be amazed, this Xiao Yan really had some means.

"I'm the Great Elder of the Yunlan Sect, Yun Ling."

"The sect master is not here today, so I am in charge, this competition is intended to be a competition, and the point is——"

Before Yun Ling could finish speaking, Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran's eyes made eye contact, and then they seemed to understand what the other party meant in an instant, and then interrupted Yun Ling's speech in unison, saying: "-Life and death, each has its own destiny." ”。

Xiao Yan took out the Xuanzhong ruler behind him, and smashed the hard and thick stone bricks under his feet into a shallow crack on the flat ground of the square.

Nalan Yanran made a move, passing through the dark green glow of Na Ring from her fingertips, and then captured an unusual brilliance, from the deepest cyan, gradually turning into a faint turquoise, and quickly condensed a sharp shape in Nalan Yanran's hands.

It is a long sword made by the Yunlan Sect itself, which is well-made, solid and durable, different from the weapons forged in other places, the sword of the Yunlan Sect is a container for sword intent, which makes the people of the Yunlan Sect even if they hold the sect's standard blade that is not a divine weapon, as long as they have unparalleled sword intent, they will be enough to match the strong without falling behind.

This is also one of the potential factors why the Yunlan Sect has been able to stand tall in the Northwest Continent for so many years without falling.

Xiao Yan also vaguely felt the sword intent mixed in the wind and emitted a joyful sword roar, as if he had finally met an opponent worthy of him.

Xiao Yan's heart sank, and sure enough, she was afraid that she had also opened a lot of small stoves during the days she had been with Miss Wan, and this sword intent alone made people feel that it should not be underestimated.

And the expression on Yun Ling's face, who was interrupted by the two young people at the same time, was not very good-looking, in his opinion, this was just a competition, and naturally he couldn't fight with his life, not to mention that now Nalan Yanran had even broken through the shackles of the Great Dou Master, and stepped into the Dou Ling, not to mention others, Yun Ling knew how the sect master did it, and actually directly cultivated Nalan Yanran from a fighter to a fighting spirit in just three years.

With such a terrifying cultivation speed, even if Nalan Yanran would carry forward the Yunlan Sect in the future, Yun Ling couldn't help but secretly fear it in his heart.

However, since these two young people didn't appreciate it at all, Yun Ling naturally didn't bother to talk nonsense.

"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."

"—come on."

Xiao Yan raised the weight ruler in his hand, obviously he could tell from the air flow and the operation of the fighting spirit that the weight of this black ruler was definitely not light, but in his hand, he had a feeling of lifting weight.

"Uh-huh!"

The mountain wind blew through the mountain gate of the Yunlan Sect, Xiao Yan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle, and he saw a wisp of pale cyan sword blade revealing a flash of sword light under the reflection of the sun now, he took a step forward suddenly, and a cyan rich fighting qi directly exploded under his feet, and the boiling flames suddenly appeared in mid-air and quickly disappeared at an almost imperceptible speed.

The fighting qi sped up in Xiao Yan's body like an explosion, and Xiao Yan violently waved the Xuanzhong ruler in his hand to block Nalan Yanran's first blow.

- I have to say that Nalan Yanran's sudden and ruthless stab alone made Xiao Yan's hairs stand on end, making him feel tricky.

This Nalan Yanran is really not an idle person!

Xiao Yan's thoughts were reflected on his face, but just as he was about to fight back, his intuition of his keen senses and soul power combined conveyed to him a tingling sensation in his back.

This time, Xiao Yan didn't even have the preparation and reaction he should have to meet the next blow, but immediately turned the Xuanzhong ruler sideways, using it as a thick shield to block the second sword blade.

What a speed!

Xiao Yan was secretly frightened, he was confident that his speed would not be inferior to anyone else in the same realm, but in front of him, Nalan Yanran's use of the wind attribute could be said to have subverted Xiao Yan's previous cognition.

Cultivators of the ordinary wind attribute, even if they are themselves specialized in speed, their speed is only two percent faster than that of people in the same realm, and Nalan Yanran has far surpassed those in the same realm just by visualizing it in the most simple and straightforward way in front of him.

His two thrusts didn't achieve any outstanding results, and Xiao Yan immediately adapted to Nalan Yanran's speed - although he still couldn't be as fast as Nalan Yanran, he wouldn't be overwhelmed by her overwhelming speed advantage.

When Nalan Yanran's shadow rushed towards Xiao Yan like a swooping eagle again, Xiao Yan turned around sharply and narrowly avoided the long sword in Nalan Yanran's hand, and a wisp of sword wind blew, cutting off a strand of broken hair on the side of Xiao Yan's sideburns.

And he naturally didn't have the slightest politeness, at the moment of avoidance, he held the Xuanzhong ruler in his hand, drew a black arc in the air, and smashed it towards Nalan Yanran.

(End of chapter)