Douluo's spirit treasure Douluo

Just the fusion of two fire dragon beasts made Xiao Yan exhausted and almost failed and exploded.

Fortunately, Yao Lao took action to prevent this kind of thing from happening, otherwise Xiao Yan might have blown himself up before he even came to the imperial capital.

After all, the power is indeed terrifying, but with just two fire dragon beasts, the power has exceeded the limit of the Dou Huang.

"It's a pity that we can't control the fusion of the three, otherwise the power would be even more powerful!" Xiao Yan said with a little pity.

Shaking his head, he put these thoughts out of his mind, raised his legs to the foot of the Yunlan Sect's mountain, and looked up at the stone staircase that led straight to the sky.

The majestic aura rushes towards you. The majesty of the mountain peaks, coupled with the stone steps, create an atmosphere that makes people feel small.

Xiao Yan chuckled, ignored this feeling, raised his legs and walked up.

At this time, in the Yunlan Sect, in the huge rock square, Nalan Yanran stood in the center, quietly closing her eyes and resting, waiting for the arrival of Xiao Yan.

There are still thousands of disciples around, taking the shape of a half-moon, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the square.

Outside the square, there were huge steps on top of the tall buildings, and all the invited people from the major forces were sitting here.

At this time, they looked at the scene in the entire playground with different expressions.

Such a neat arrangement and the state of aura blending together are clearly something that can only be achieved after careful training.

"As expected of the Yun Lan Sect, with these thousands of disciples forming a large formation, even the powerful Dou Huang can stop them for a period of time!" Hai Bodong felt a little emotional when he saw this scene, but this was a big deal for Xiao Yan. Not much use.

Just when everyone had different thoughts, the sound of footsteps slowly appeared.

Xiao Yan slowly appeared from the horizon, looked at everyone calmly, ignored the incoming momentum, and walked directly into the square.

"Is this Xiao Yan? With such a comfortable aura, how can he be a waste?"

"Can you feel his strength?" an old man said with a frown.

"I can't notice it!" Another old man also frowned and replied.

Everyone present felt a sense of surprise. Xiao Yan really felt too mysterious.

Xiao Yan walked to Nalan Yanran's side, looked at her and said lightly: "Xiao family! Xiao Yan"

Nalan Yanran was a little stunned. The Xiao Yan in front of her was completely different from the one she saw three years ago.

"Nalan family, Nalan Yanran..."

After hearing what Nalan Yanran said, Xiao Yan nodded silently and was not prepared to say anything else. With his current strength, he could easily defeat the opponent.

This trip is just to break the shame and regain the dignity of the family!

"You are Xiao Yan!" On the platform directly in front of the square, an old man stood among several old men. He looked up at Xiao Yan, frowned slightly, and said lightly.

Xiao Yan ignored him, just remained silent and turned his palms.

"I am the great elder of the Yunlan Sect, Yun Ling." The old man ignored Xiao Yan and said to himself: "Today the sect leader has not returned yet, so I will preside over this three-year appointment. This competition is for discussion. , click until..."

"Life and death, each has his destiny!" A soft voice suddenly sounded, directly interrupting the old man's words.

This made him frown, and he looked at the young man in the field, his heart filled with displeasure.

Nalan Yanran, who was opposite, raised her eyes slightly and stared at Xiao Yan. After a while, she nodded and said in a cold voice: "It's up to you."

Hearing Nalan Yanran's answer, Yun Leng frowned slightly, but did not refute. After all, she was the next sect leader.

"It's so..." Yun Leng wanted to continue talking nonsense, but was directly interrupted by a voice.

"let's start!"

Xiao Yan looked at Nalan Yanran opposite, with a faint indifference in his eyes, and opened his mouth to speak.

Nalan Yanran frowned, and Xiao Yan's unusually calm and even indifferent eyes gave her a strange feeling.

The other party's eyes were extremely familiar, as if he had seen it before, but now was not the time to think about this. He suppressed his inner thoughts and said calmly: "Okay!"

After finishing speaking, Nalan Yanran raised the sword in her hand, filled with fighting energy, and cyan light began to flicker around her body.

At least there was fighting spirit emerging from Xiao Yan's body. As soon as the purple light appeared, some people present felt an unusually familiar feeling.

Nalan Yanran frowned tightly, looking at Xiao Yan with empty hands across from him, some anger emerged in her heart.

The young sect leader who came to Yunlan Sect himself could be said to be a proud man of heaven, and he had never been so humiliated before.

The other party looked empty-handed, looking for death.

Nalan Yanran snorted coldly. Although Xiao Yan was seeking death, she would not kill him. After all, her behavior three years ago was inappropriate. Sparing him life would be considered compensation.

Cyan light condensed around him and turned into sword shadows. His body instantly moved with the wind and disappeared in place.

"Wind Spirit Fractal Sword!"

With a soft shout, five sword lights condensed, rotated in a specific direction, and quickly flew towards Xiao Yan.

Yun Ling, who was sitting above, nodded with satisfaction. He had mastered this soul skill to this extent in one year, and he was worthy of being the young sect leader.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the opposite side. Xiao Yan, who had nowhere to run, was just a member of a small family who overestimated his abilities. How could he know how powerful Yunlan Sect was.

Even if you have some talent, what can you do?

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound spread throughout the square, making everyone who was watching stunned.

"This! What is going on?" A Yunlan Sect disciple looked confused.

"Aren't you going to win? Why did senior sister fall to the ground?" Another Yunlan Sect disciple also looked confused.

In other words, most of the people in the field looked confused. Nalan Yanran suddenly flew out when she was about to complete the instant kill.

The few people who could see clearly had surprised expressions on their faces, and some of them became solemn at random.

To achieve the scene just now, you don't need a certain amount of strength, but Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran off the court are only eighteen or nineteen years old.

"How could such strength appear in a 20-year-old young man?" Jia Xingtian said with a suspicious expression.

Fa Ma's brows furrowed into deep wrinkles, the same doubt appeared in his heart, and he didn't feel like looking at the field.

Nalan Yanran supported the ground with her hands, her eyes were a little distracted, and she felt the burning pain on the left side of her face, which made her feel a little unbelievable.

He was clearly about to rush forward and end this three-year agreement, but suddenly he felt a pain on his face and fell directly to the ground.

Covering her red cheeks with her hands, Nalan Yanran propped up her body and looked at Xiao Yan in a daze. Then, a surge of anger emerged in her heart.

No matter what, you shouldn't hit yourself in the face!