Chapter 162. Fighting the Emperor?

This duel, born from a three-year agreement, was full of twists and turns. At this moment, in the square, only Nalan Yanran insisted on standing firm to the end.

"Young Sect Master… Young Sect Master…"

Outside the field, after the energy shield was released, the Yunlan Sect disciples cheered, their faces flushed with excitement.

They thought it would be a crushing duel, but when they encountered Xiao Yan's strong rise, their hearts were excited along with Nalan Yanran. Fortunately, in the end, their young sect master emerged victorious.

At that time, no matter how many words were spoken, they were weak. These mere Yunlan Sect disciples could only express their feelings by shouting one after another.

Yun Yun sighed lightly to calm the fighting spirit surging through her meridians. A faint smile appeared on her gentle and beautiful face. She looked at Nalan Yanran with worried eyes and said warmly:

"Today, I made you laugh. I want to see my disciple's injury first, so I won't chat with you!"

"It doesn't matter, Sect Leader Yun, please forgive me. Your health is the most important thing," Liu Xi said with a smile. After saying that, his gaze turned to Xiao Yan, who was kneeling on the ground with scarlet eyes.

"With your temperament, if you lose a three-year contract, you definitely won't want to go like a wild dog to the side of the road!"

Nalan Yanran glanced at Xiao Yan in the distance and saw that he had a fierce face and scarlet eyes. He was still trying to stand up, and there was a trace of fatigue in his eyes.

He slowly took out a piece of paper from Naji, a little worn at the corners from too many folds, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Xiao Yan, today I won. From now on, you and I… will have nothing to do with each other.

Later, I will order you to go down and prepare the best healing elixir for you, and then send you down the mountain after your injuries have healed.

Also, after my injury has healed, I will personally apologize to Uncle Xiao and will not allow the Xiao family to be humiliated.

I will return this to you! "

A gentle breeze appeared, wrapped the paper in Nalan Yanran's hand, slowly rose up and flew to the floor in front of Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan lowered his head and looked at the paper. The crooked handwriting on it was very familiar. It was the divorce letter written by Xiao Yan himself three years ago.

The sound of breathing gradually became heavier, a pair of scarlet eyes were about to cry blood, and an inexplicable emotion surged into the brain, tearing the little mind into pieces.

"Hissing~"

Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and tore the divorce letter into pieces, lowered his head and said with a strange smile:

"Haha... Master, I haven't lost yet! You are the most powerful Medicine Master on the continent, you must have a way, I need strength now.

Yao Chen's old voice, full of helplessness, rang in Xiao Yanya.

"Xiao Yanzi, your current body is like a sieve full of loopholes. The Dou Jing in your Dantian is also uncertain. It can only be warmed and nurtured slowly, otherwise it will suffer many consequences and affect future breakthroughs.

Let's go. Next time you come back, I will give you enough power to destroy the Yunlan Sect. Then you can vent whatever you want!" "

"Come next time…" Xiao Yan raised his scarlet eyes and looked at Nalan Yanran with a mocking (tired) face, the disdainful (applauding) disciples of the Yunlan Sect, and the face of the Elder on the high platform. The representative of the Yunlan Sect smiled proudly.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said with a faint smile: "Okay, Master. Then can you make me move my body? It is very difficult for me to move now!"

Yao Chen's old voice seemed to sound relieved, and he said with a smile: "No problem, I will temporarily lend you my strength. If we take the opportunity to leave, we may not need this woman's help. It is too dangerous to seek the skin of a tiger!"

Yao Chen's majestic soul power slowly entered Xiao Yan's body and merged with Xiao Yan's soul power to allow him to move.

On the high platform, the elders led by Yun Ling finally put the hanging hearts back into their stomachs.

Yun Ling suddenly stood up, looked at Nalan Yanran, who was still standing tall and proud, with a happy smile on his face, and said loudly:

"The outcome of this duel has been decided, and the winner is Nalan Yanran, the young master of our Yunlan Sect.

Someone, please send Junior Brother Xiao Yan to heal his wounds. After today, all the old grudges will be settled..."

Before Yun Ling could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud shout again. His face suddenly became extremely ugly, and his evil eyes were directed at Xiao Yan, feeling very angry in his heart.

Yes, the malicious drunkard was Xiao Yan, who interrupted Yun Ling for the third time.

"Old dog, I haven't lost yet, don't even think about making decisions for me!"

I saw Xiao Yan's eyes as red as blood, his face as fierce as a demon, his mouth parted in a grin, revealing sharp white teeth, and he stood up unsteadily.

He looked around with cruel eyes radiating heartbreaking madness and killing intent, but the aura in his body began to rise in vain.

Great fighter…

Dou Ling…

Martial king…

Dou Huang's surge of momentum slowly died down, and for a moment, the entire audience was shocked.

Yun Leng's face showed amazement, he temporarily forgot his previous anger and angrily shouted: "Xiao Yan, I don't care how you got this aura comparable to Dou Huang, but you are a real Dou Huang. Not everyone can act wildly in our Yunlan Sect.

Today's battle is fair and just. If you want to rely on this strength to act recklessly, don't blame me, the Yunlan Sect, for suppressing you here to destroy the demons and protect the Dao."

"Hehe… You're doing something wrong!" Xiao Yan laughed strangely, raised his hand, and a suction force burst out from his palm. The ruler of Xuanzhong, who was lying on the ground, shook slightly, flew out, and the handle of the ruler flew out. It fell into Xiao Yan's palm.

Holding the handle of the ruler tightly with both hands, his eyes were fixed on Nalan Yanran, whose handsome face was full of disbelief. His body turned into a black shadow again and attacked Nalan Yanran.

"Nalan Yanran, go to hell!"

The fierce wind blew towards her face, and Nalan Yanran felt like she was being held down by a mad killing intent. Her body could no longer move, and her pale and soft face showed a pitiful panic.

"Move, move faster…"

All the elders of the Yunlan Sect were on a high platform outside the square. At this moment, Yun Yun simply walked to the edge of the square. The rest of the Yunlan Sect disciples could only stare blankly…

Everything happened so quickly that people did not have time to react. It seemed like Nalan Yanran would die in the next moment!

"Be impudent, Fengbi!"

"How dare you…"

Yun Yun exploded with the aura of a fighting emperor. As she waved her jade hand, a strong wind roared in the square. Layers of slightly illusory wind barriers emerged from thin air, protecting Nalan Yanran.

But Xiao Yan borrowed Yao Chen's strength and began to act with anger that could be blocked by the wind walls. Xuan Zhongzhi suddenly swung his arm and shouted loudly.

"Break!"

The layers of wind walls were broken, and their only function was to slightly slow down some of Xiao Yan's forward movements. At this time, Xiao Yan was three meters away from Nalan Yanran, his fierce face full of joy, and he was about to smash Nalan Yanran into mush with a swing of Xuan Zhongqi.

"Heavy Stone Wall!"

A layer of earth and stone wall suddenly rose from the floor, protecting Nalan Yanran behind the wall, but it only blocked Xiao Yan for a moment before Xuan Zhongzhi smashed it into rubble and then moved towards the figure behind the wall. Smash it.

"Ah..."

A scream immediately rang out, but what Xiao Yan wanted to hear was not a girl's scream, but a much older male voice.

At this time, Yun Yun finally arrived, with a sinister expression on her beautiful face, and her attacks were merciless, with the wind blades swinging as she waved her hand.

Xiao Yan had to pull back and hold Xuan Zhong's ruler to his chest to resist the approaching wind blade, and Yun Yun behind the wind blade.

"Great Elder…"

Behind the stone wall, Nalan Yanran was supported by Yun Leng, who held his hands and his head was sweating, and said with a crying voice.

At this time, Yun Leng's right arm was broken at the shoulder level and was bleeding, but he still looked at Nalan Yanran kindly. He gritted his teeth, showed a kind smile, and said with a smile:

"Young Master, don't. Don't worry, it's just an arm. Even if Yun Leng sacrifices his life, he still wants to protect the young sect leader Zhou Quan!"

Yun Yun realized that Nalan Yan behind her was okay, and heaved a sigh of relief. However, Yun Ling's tragic situation made her look at Xiao Yan with angry eyes and said: "Xiao Yan, you're making fun of me, an incompetent person of the Yunlan Sect. "Human!"

Xiao Yan ignored Yun Yun, looked at Nalan Yanran with scarlet eyes and laughed wildly: "Haha… So it's you, this old dog, why didn't I beat you to death!"