Douluo's spirit treasure Douluo

"Are you very angry? The dignified young master of the Yunlan Sect was slapped in the face in public. Do you feel that you have completely lost your face?"

Xiao Yan had a sneer on his lips and looked at Nalan Yanran condescendingly.

With anger filling her heart, Nalan Yanran quickly stood up and looked at the eyes around her, including a small number of strange eyes, and her face turned blue and blue.

"Do you know? What you did back then was even worse than this. That arrogant and condescending attitude and the act of forcibly regretting the marriage were just a slap in my face, a slap in the face of my father, and a slap in the face of our entire family!"

Xiao Yan's voice was unusually cold. Although he had decided to have nothing to do with each other from now on, it did not mean that he would not teach the other party a lesson.

Nalan Yanran was stunned for a moment, recalling the strange looks from everyone just now, she understood in her heart why Xiao Yan was so angry back then.

But even if there was a trace of regret in his heart at this time, it would not help. What he cared about now was the opponent's strength.

The other party was so quick that he didn't react at all and was slapped directly.

A restriction was released in his body, and his aura instantly increased. As his fighting spirit surged, his strength reached the level of a two-star fighting master.

Nalan Yanran tapped her toes, and she was already approaching like a strong wind. The long sword in her hand was mixed with wind blades, and she stabbed towards Xiao Yan.

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

The crystal energy condensed in his hands, forming like a solid glove. He knocked the sword away with one blow, and then hit Nalan Yanran in the face with a backhand.

The crisp sound spread throughout the square. The blow was not heavy, but it just made Nalan Yanran lie down in front of Xiao Yan.

With these two palm prints on her red face, Nalan Yanran's eyes were a little dull. After reacting, she quickly turned to look at Xiao Yan.

His expression was full of disbelief. The energy crystal condensed in his hand just now should be something that only Dou Ling can do.

Many sharp-eyed people present had also noticed it, and they all looked surprised.

"That should be a condensed physical object that only Dou Ling can achieve!" said an old man on the largest platform.

"Impossible. How old is he? How can he be able to practice Dou Ling?" Yun Leng's face was extremely suspicious, his brows furrowed tightly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

In the square below, Nalan Yanran looked at Xiao Yan in front of her and asked a little blankly: "Have you reached the level of Dou Ling?"

Xiao Yan's eyes were half-squinted, looking at Nalan Yanran who fell on the ground, and did not answer directly.

"Admit defeat! You are not my opponent!"

When Nalan Yanran heard this, she clenched her silver teeth and stood up directly under the strong wind, and then floated in the air with the wind.

"Even if you are a fighting spirit, there is no way I will admit defeat!" Nalan Yanran's cold voice came, fighting energy surged in her hand, and the sword instantly ejected and returned to her hand.

"The extreme wind, the setting sun!"

Circles of energy ripples emanated from the tip of the sword, and the sunlight seemed to have gathered here, turning into a second small sun.

The light pierced out quickly, and it was like the sun falling from the sky. Energy ripples fell first, causing scars on the square.

Fighting energy surged in Xiao Yan's body, solidified into a giant palm, clenched his fists and performed the eighth-level collapse.

"Boom!"

Under the multiple forces, a huge explosion occurred in the sky, and the light of colorful energy enveloped the sky, blocking everyone's sight.

Xiao Yan waved his hand, and all the colored energy was blown away, revealing Nalan Yanran who was falling continuously inside. At this time, she was weakened by the force array and fell straight down.

"boom!"

Nalan Yanran hit the position three meters in front of Xiao Yan. At this time, she was so weak that she could not move.

A giant ruler made of condensed purple energy stopped above Nalan Yanran, and a faint voice came.

"You lose, Nalan Yanran!"

The faint voice reached Nalan Yanran's ears, and her expression was a little complicated. Three years ago, the person she regarded as a waste could now defeat her so easily.

At this time, Yun Leng's face in the stands was extremely ugly. Before she could do anything, Yan Ran was already defeated.

Xiao Yan looked ahead and a piece of white paper emerged from his clothes as he fell to the ground. It was the blood letter from that year.

The purple ruler slowly dissipated. Xiao Yan looked at the writing in his hand and thought of the various scenes three years ago. The shame had been washed away and it was time for everything to end.

Looking at Nalan Yanran standing up opposite, a bitter expression appeared on her face, and a slightly hoarse voice came from her mouth.

"Xiao Yan, you win, according to the agreement I should..."

Before Nalan Yanran could finish her words, she was interrupted by Xiao Yan.

"You don't need to fulfill your promise. I'm not interested in taking you as a slave. There's no need to think about committing suicide. That's just an irresponsible decision!"

Xiao Yan glanced at Nalan Yanran and guessed that she wanted to commit suicide. This willful choice would not only let down the cultivation of the family and sect, but also make Xiao Yan and Yunlan Sect become mortal enemies!

Holding the divorce note in his hand, he slowly placed it in front of his eyes.

"This kind of paper agreement has no binding force in itself!"

A purple flame suddenly appeared, slowly devouring the divorce note, and the flames continued to climb, and finally burned the entire paper.

In an instant, it turned into a black ashes, slowly floating in the breeze, flying towards the distance in front of the two people, and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

Xiao Yan moved his eyes away from Nalan Yanran and looked at the black ashes floating in the wind. Some of the pressure on his body seemed to dissipate with the wind, and he became relaxed.

A smile appeared on his face unconsciously, his eyes looked at the sky with clear eyes, and he spoke softly.

"Nalan Yanran, everything is over. From now on, we can all live according to our own ideas, and there will be no more intersections in the future. You and I are both free."

Staring blankly at the young man smiling at the sky, Nalan Yanran only had the purple flame in her heart. That feeling coincided with the person in her heart.

The free-spirited, smiling young man in front of her, and the young man who was so powerful that she let go of her pride and took the initiative to approach her, and who had strange emotions for the first time, turned out to be the same person!

Bitterness began to fill my heart, and the person I originally rejected turned out to be the first person to let me get emotional.

The words just now filled my mind... I was free, but also lost.

Xiao Yan looked at the dissipated black ashes, looked back at Nalan Yanran who looked decadent, then turned and walked outside.

Under the rays of the sun, his back was hidden in the shadows, looking a little lonely, but on the face of Xiao Yan in front, there was a smile under the rays of the sun.

Lift your steps and move towards a tomorrow that will be completely different from the past!

"Mr. Xiao Yan, please stay here for a moment. Our Yunlan Sect has some things that I need you to verify..."