Uchiha Madara's Journey to the Heavens

Chapter 71

Sweeping his gaze over the white-robed old man, Xiao Yan realized that he should have a high status in the Misty Cloud Sect, because since he spoke, those old men wearing the same robes have all remained silent.

"I am the Great Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect, Yun Leng." Before Xiao Yan could speak, the old man said to himself again.

"The suzerain hasn't come back today, so this three-year agreement is presided over by the old man. This competition is intended to learn from each other, and it's time to click."

"Life and death, each lives in peace."

A soft voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Yun Leng's words.

All eyes in the arena followed the sound, and finally settled on the black-robed young man who had been quiet all this time, each with slightly different expressions.

Many people did not expect that Xiao Yan would say such a thing. You know, his opponent is the successor of the suzerain that Yun Misty Sect focuses on training.

"Hehe, a little bit of courage." Above the tall tree, Madara Uchiha couldn't help laughing.

This Xiao Yan's behavior is somewhat in line with his wishes.

Nalan Yanran raised her eyes slightly, staring at the young man in black robe, there seemed to be some undisguised fluctuations in those dark eyes.

After a while, she nodded slightly, her voice was cold: "It's up to you."

Hearing Nalan Yanran's reply, Yun Leng frowned slightly, and Xiao Yan's sudden interruption made this great elder, who was not low in the Misty Cloud Sect, feel a little unhappy, and he also knew that Xiao Yan had already taken off his clothes. Nalan Yanran's talent is not low, and with the training of Yunlanzong, her strength is developing at a rapid speed, but if she really wants to fight, Yun Leng is not optimistic about Xiao Yan.

"Young man, stay on the line in everything, but since you want to ask for this, then it's up to you, life and death, each lives in peace." Waved his hand, Yun Ling said lightly.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and Xiao Yan couldn't help but want to sneer in his heart, keeping a line in everything. Back then, Nalan Yanran did such a great job, but did anyone tell her to keep a line?

Slowly grasping the handle of the ruler with the palm of his hand, he twitched it suddenly, and the mysterious heavy ruler brought a sound of oppressive wind, pointing obliquely at the ground, the strong wind on the ruler body, blowing up the dust on the ground, and a faint cyan vindictiveness lingered on the surface of the body, Xiao Yan stared at Nalan Yanran: "The three-year agreement, I arrived as promised, today, let's settle the past grievances, the shame you gave me to the Xiao family back then, today. Please return it."

The jade hand stretched out, and an emerald-colored ring on the jade finger flashed with light, and a slender light blue long sword flashed out, the blade was tilted, and the sun shone down, reflecting a coldness.

Nalan Yanran's beautiful eyes and the pair of dark eyes looked at each other, sighed slightly regretfully, and said lightly: "My own marriage, I will call the shots, even though it has been three years now, but I don't think it was back then. I made a mistake, I have the right to choose my own destiny, maybe because of some misbehavior at the time of choice, but if time goes back, I think, I will still be like this."

"Improper behavior." Xiao Yan chuckled lightly, did he just want to shirk his arrogance by saying that he did not behave properly?This seems a little too simple, right?

The expression gradually returned to indifference, and Xiao Yan's palm holding the handle of the ruler became tighter and tighter. After a while, the sole of his foot suddenly took a step forward. Where the foot landed, there were several cracks spreading out from the hard bluestone slab to the sole of the foot. , mixed with some blue flames, surged from the surface of Xiao Yan's body.

"let's start"

Although, for Dou Qi Continent, not to mention the short three years, even 30 or 300 years are just a moment.

However, for Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran who are in their youthful and frivolous period, the importance of these three years may not be comparable in the next few decades.

Uchiha Madara has a deep understanding of this.

In this life, there are probably two periods when Madara feels the warmth of the world and is full of hope for a better future.

One is when I met Hashirama by the river when I was a teenager.

The other is walking happily in Konoha Village after Konoha was first built.

Each of these two periods lasted less than a month, but for Madara, this time was the most unforgettable time in his life. Although he stayed in the cave for decades after the Battle of the Valley of the End, The importance in Ban's heart is far less than these two months.

Some things cannot be erased by the growth of time.

In addition to length, human life also has breadth.

Feeling the powerful fighting spirit rising from Xiao Yan's body, a gleam of surprise flashed in Nalan Yanran's eyes. This young man who had been stared at and ridiculed in the Xiao family back then is really completely different now.

The jade hand held the light blue long sword tightly, and the light blue wind rolled and fluttered on the sword body. In the wind, the sharp wind blade stretched and spit out, and occasionally shot out violently, leaving a trail on the hard blue stone board. With scratches that were not shallow but not deep, the blade of the sword gradually moved upwards, pointing at Xiao Yan from a distance, the sharp sword edge was reflected in the sunlight, giving off an awe-inspiring look.

With the rise of fighting spirit above the bodies of the two, the atmosphere on the huge square suddenly became condensed, and the surroundings became quiet again. All eyes were on the two of them. Many people wanted to know, after After three years of cultivation, how far can that good-for-nothing boy go?

In the arena, Xiao Yan slowly closed his eyes, then let out a long breath, and opened his eyes suddenly. In the pitch-black eyes, blue fireworks flashed past, and the battle energy on his body also became stronger at this moment. Much deeper.

Holding the handle of the ruler tightly with his palm, feeling the constant heavy feeling, Xiao Yan raised his eyes and stared at the woman who looked like a willow leaf opposite him. In mid-air, his eyes met, both of them had complicated eyes.

"The three-year agreement has come. Your previous grievances will be completely settled today. I hope that after today, all entanglements will be resolved."

On the stone platform, Yun Leng looked at the two people who were already facing each other, and coughed lightly. However, before he could speak, his face became ugly again, because at this time the Xiao Yan in the arena, already under the gaze of countless eyes, ignored his words, took the lead in breaking the stalemate, swung the heavy ruler, his body suddenly turned into a black shadow, and ruthlessly charged towards Nalan Yanran.

"Let's fight! Nalan Yanran! It's been three years!"

(End of this chapter)