Chapter 176 The battle begins!
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Fu Bai Yi Xiao
Chapter 176 The battle begins!
All the disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect.They all opened their eyes.His eyes were fixed on the sound of moderate footsteps on the bluestone steps.That's where it came from.
footsteps.Getting closer.It's getting louder and louder.So much so that there are more than a dozen white-robed old men on the stone platform.Also opened his eyes.Look at the same square.
Far above the sky.Suddenly the sun shines.Through the cover of misty clouds.It happened to be shot at the end of the stone steps.There.A tall and thin figure.Finally, it slowly appeared in countless sights.
Under the gaze of nearly a thousand lights above the square.A young man in a black robe with a huge black ruler on his back.With a mention of footsteps.Walked the final steps.
The young man swept across the huge square with neither joy nor sorrow.Finally, he stopped at Ning Luo who also cast a pair of bright eyes on the stone platform.
Step lightly.then put.So go three steps forward.Only muffled footsteps.Floating in the quiet square.
Three steps down.The youth looked up.Looking at Ning Luo, he opened his mouth lightly.
"Xiao Family. Xiao Yan!"
"Ning Luo, the shame I suffered three years ago, today, I will definitely ask you to get it back!"
Almost all the people here came to see Ning Luo after hearing about the reputation of Ning Luo and Misty Cloud Sect. As for who Xiao Yan was, no one knew, and no one cared.
Ning Luo closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he didn't hear Xiao Yan's provocation, he stood quietly on the spot.
"Ning Luo, I am no longer what I used to be. I said three years ago, don't bully the young and poor. Now, I am back. In today's battle, either you will die or I will die!" Xiao Yan said with bloodshot eyes. .
"Oh, is that so?" Ning Luo slowly opened his eyes.
In the arena, countless disciples of Misty Cloud Sect looked at the young man in black robe at the stone steps with different emotions, towards this young man named Xiao Yan.
They were not unfamiliar with him. His relationship with Nalan Yanran made him the talk of many disciples of Misty Cloud Sect.
Of course, every time this name is mentioned, most people will have a little bit of disdain and sarcasm. The children of a small family want to marry Nalan Yanran, who is as noble as a princess in the Yunlanzong.
In their eyes, this undoubtedly seems to be overreaching, and only Ning Luo and Nalan Yanran are a perfect match.
Especially after the three-year agreement was spread in the sect, this kind of ridicule became even more intense.
"Boy, if you still want to fight with our Junior Brother Ning, you are beyond your control!"
"That's right, you don't take a pee to take care of yourself. Our junior brother Ning is the proud son of heaven. The young master of our Misty Cloud Sect will deal with you. Junior brother Ning only uses one finger!"
Xiao Yan has experienced so many things, obviously he has matured a lot, he has accepted more ridicules, and will not be discouraged because of this.
He looked at Ning Luo and said, "Ning Luo, now I'm standing in front of you, come down and fight!"
With a smile on his face and fluttering white clothes, Ning Luo flew in front of Xiao Yan from above, "Since you are in such a hurry, then I will play with you!"
"I am the Great Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect, Yun Leng." Before Xiao Yan could say anything, he said in a self-centered manner: "This three-year agreement will be presided over by this old man. The purpose of this competition is to Discuss, click here."
"Life and death, each has its destiny." Xiao Yan's soft voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Yun Leng's words.
Ning Luo raised his eyes, looked at Xiao Yan and asked, "Life and death depend on fate, are you sure?"
Xiao Yan said coldly: "I'm sure, Ning Luo, today, I will wash away the humiliation!"
The eyes in the arena followed the sound, and finally settled on the black-robed young man who had been quiet all this time. Their expressions were slightly different. Many people did not expect that Xiao Yan would say such words.
You know, his opponent is the successor of the suzerain that Yunlanzong focuses on training.
Ning Luo raised his eyes slightly, staring at the black-robed youth, in those dark eyes, there was no wave in Ning Jing.Slightly nodded, his voice was cold: "As you wish."
"Boy, I really don't know how to flatter you, but since you want to make such a request, then it's up to you, life and death, each has its own destiny." Waved his hand, Yun Ling said lightly.
Slowly grasping the handle of the ruler with the palm of his hand, he pulled 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 blue fighting spirit lingered on the surface of the body.
Xiao Yan stared at Ning Luo: "The three-year agreement, I will come as promised, today, let's settle the past grievances, the shame you gave my Xiao family back then, come back today!"
Ning Luo smiled lightly and said, "If you apologize now, I would still spare your life, but if you persist in your obsession, then you will suffer even greater shame!"
Ning Luo's eyes were calm, and he stretched out his hand lightly. A slender light blue long sword flashed out.
This is Ning Luo's Excalibur——Tianzhu Excalibur!
Although Xiao Yan was not that powerful, Ning Luo still took it seriously. After all, Xiao Yan was the protagonist of Fighting the Sky. Even if he robbed him of the chance, he won another chance if he could not guarantee it.
After all, the protagonist's aura is not covered!
Ning Luo's eyes and Xiao Yan's eyes looked at each other, and his expression gradually returned to indifference. Xiao Yan's palm holding the handle of the ruler became tighter and tighter, after a while.
The sole of the foot suddenly took a step forward, where the hard bluestone slab landed, several cracks spread out to the sole of the foot, and the surging blue grudge, mixed with some blue flames, surged from the surface of Xiao Yan's body.
"let's start!"
Feeling the powerful fighting spirit rising from Xiao Yan's body, a gleam of surprise flashed in Ning Luo's eyes. This young man, who had been stared at and ridiculed in the Xiao family back then, is really completely different now.
Ning Luo 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 behind A scratch that was not shallow but not deep, the sword body gradually moved up, pointing at Xiao Yan from a distance, the sharp sword edge was reflected in the sunlight, giving off awe-inspiring light.
Now, Ning Luo represents the Misty Cloud Sect, so unless he has no other choice, he is not going to use other attributes of martial arts and fighting skills. He wants to use the Misty Cloud Sect's wind attribute to defeat Xiao Yan.
With the rise of fighting spirit above the bodies of the two, the atmosphere above 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 three years of cultivation, I don't know how far they can 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.
(End of this chapter)
All the disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect.They all opened their eyes.His eyes were fixed on the sound of moderate footsteps on the bluestone steps.That's where it came from.
footsteps.Getting closer.It's getting louder and louder.So much so that there are more than a dozen white-robed old men on the stone platform.Also opened his eyes.Look at the same square.
Far above the sky.Suddenly the sun shines.Through the cover of misty clouds.It happened to be shot at the end of the stone steps.There.A tall and thin figure.Finally, it slowly appeared in countless sights.
Under the gaze of nearly a thousand lights above the square.A young man in a black robe with a huge black ruler on his back.With a mention of footsteps.Walked the final steps.
The young man swept across the huge square with neither joy nor sorrow.Finally, he stopped at Ning Luo who also cast a pair of bright eyes on the stone platform.
Step lightly.then put.So go three steps forward.Only muffled footsteps.Floating in the quiet square.
Three steps down.The youth looked up.Looking at Ning Luo, he opened his mouth lightly.
"Xiao Family. Xiao Yan!"
"Ning Luo, the shame I suffered three years ago, today, I will definitely ask you to get it back!"
Almost all the people here came to see Ning Luo after hearing about the reputation of Ning Luo and Misty Cloud Sect. As for who Xiao Yan was, no one knew, and no one cared.
Ning Luo closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he didn't hear Xiao Yan's provocation, he stood quietly on the spot.
"Ning Luo, I am no longer what I used to be. I said three years ago, don't bully the young and poor. Now, I am back. In today's battle, either you will die or I will die!" Xiao Yan said with bloodshot eyes. .
"Oh, is that so?" Ning Luo slowly opened his eyes.
In the arena, countless disciples of Misty Cloud Sect looked at the young man in black robe at the stone steps with different emotions, towards this young man named Xiao Yan.
They were not unfamiliar with him. His relationship with Nalan Yanran made him the talk of many disciples of Misty Cloud Sect.
Of course, every time this name is mentioned, most people will have a little bit of disdain and sarcasm. The children of a small family want to marry Nalan Yanran, who is as noble as a princess in the Yunlanzong.
In their eyes, this undoubtedly seems to be overreaching, and only Ning Luo and Nalan Yanran are a perfect match.
Especially after the three-year agreement was spread in the sect, this kind of ridicule became even more intense.
"Boy, if you still want to fight with our Junior Brother Ning, you are beyond your control!"
"That's right, you don't take a pee to take care of yourself. Our junior brother Ning is the proud son of heaven. The young master of our Misty Cloud Sect will deal with you. Junior brother Ning only uses one finger!"
Xiao Yan has experienced so many things, obviously he has matured a lot, he has accepted more ridicules, and will not be discouraged because of this.
He looked at Ning Luo and said, "Ning Luo, now I'm standing in front of you, come down and fight!"
With a smile on his face and fluttering white clothes, Ning Luo flew in front of Xiao Yan from above, "Since you are in such a hurry, then I will play with you!"
"I am the Great Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect, Yun Leng." Before Xiao Yan could say anything, he said in a self-centered manner: "This three-year agreement will be presided over by this old man. The purpose of this competition is to Discuss, click here."
"Life and death, each has its destiny." Xiao Yan's soft voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Yun Leng's words.
Ning Luo raised his eyes, looked at Xiao Yan and asked, "Life and death depend on fate, are you sure?"
Xiao Yan said coldly: "I'm sure, Ning Luo, today, I will wash away the humiliation!"
The eyes in the arena followed the sound, and finally settled on the black-robed young man who had been quiet all this time. Their expressions were slightly different. Many people did not expect that Xiao Yan would say such words.
You know, his opponent is the successor of the suzerain that Yunlanzong focuses on training.
Ning Luo raised his eyes slightly, staring at the black-robed youth, in those dark eyes, there was no wave in Ning Jing.Slightly nodded, his voice was cold: "As you wish."
"Boy, I really don't know how to flatter you, but since you want to make such a request, then it's up to you, life and death, each has its own destiny." Waved his hand, Yun Ling said lightly.
Slowly grasping the handle of the ruler with the palm of his hand, he pulled 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 blue fighting spirit lingered on the surface of the body.
Xiao Yan stared at Ning Luo: "The three-year agreement, I will come as promised, today, let's settle the past grievances, the shame you gave my Xiao family back then, come back today!"
Ning Luo smiled lightly and said, "If you apologize now, I would still spare your life, but if you persist in your obsession, then you will suffer even greater shame!"
Ning Luo's eyes were calm, and he stretched out his hand lightly. A slender light blue long sword flashed out.
This is Ning Luo's Excalibur——Tianzhu Excalibur!
Although Xiao Yan was not that powerful, Ning Luo still took it seriously. After all, Xiao Yan was the protagonist of Fighting the Sky. Even if he robbed him of the chance, he won another chance if he could not guarantee it.
After all, the protagonist's aura is not covered!
Ning Luo's eyes and Xiao Yan's eyes looked at each other, and his expression gradually returned to indifference. Xiao Yan's palm holding the handle of the ruler became tighter and tighter, after a while.
The sole of the foot suddenly took a step forward, where the hard bluestone slab landed, several cracks spread out to the sole of the foot, and the surging blue grudge, mixed with some blue flames, surged from the surface of Xiao Yan's body.
"let's start!"
Feeling the powerful fighting spirit rising from Xiao Yan's body, a gleam of surprise flashed in Ning Luo's eyes. This young man, who had been stared at and ridiculed in the Xiao family back then, is really completely different now.
Ning Luo 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 behind A scratch that was not shallow but not deep, the sword body gradually moved up, pointing at Xiao Yan from a distance, the sharp sword edge was reflected in the sunlight, giving off awe-inspiring light.
Now, Ning Luo represents the Misty Cloud Sect, so unless he has no other choice, he is not going to use other attributes of martial arts and fighting skills. He wants to use the Misty Cloud Sect's wind attribute to defeat Xiao Yan.
With the rise of fighting spirit above the bodies of the two, the atmosphere above 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 three years of cultivation, I don't know how far they can 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.
(End of this chapter)
