Chapter 402 Different Endings

The wind force quickly gathered in the sword in Nalan Yanran's hand. With a shake of Nalan Yanran's hand, a ray of light distorted the space. Shooting towards Xiao Yan.

At this time, Xiao Yan's hand holding the Xuanzhong Ruler had fallen, and the terrifying earth-yellow flames were like a rushing tsunami. It roared to meet the incoming ray.

Zi

A sharp sound broke through the air. The emerald green shot penetrated Xiao Yan's huge wave of earthy yellow flames.

"Get away quickly." Yao Lao shouted urgently.

Xiao Yan looked confused and his eyes were dull. He was only in the realm of a great fighter, and his body couldn't react at all at this time. It is worth mentioning that Xiao Yan did not obtain the flying fighting skill Ziyun Wing at this time due to Mu Chen's premature beard cutting.

At that last moment, Yao Lao crossed the line.

A trace of white soul energy emerged from the simple black ring on Xiao Yan's finger, covering Xiao Yan's body, forcing Xiao Yan's body to tremble slightly.

With such a slight inclination of the body, green light flashed by in surprise. Even so, he still hit Xiao Yan's left arm.

"My arm..." Xiao Yan's eyes were stunned.

With the increase of four soul bones, Nalan Yanran's combat effectiveness has become comparable to that of a strong person in the Douzong realm. The moment she used the extreme wind, Death Kill, to touch Xiao Yan's left arm, she smiled quickly like winter snow seeing the sun in spring. Blood spurted from his arms.

"ah!"

A shrill cry came out of Xiao Yan's mouth.

Xiao Yan moved his fingers together to seal some bloodlines. His face was obviously pale due to excessive bleeding, and he looked like a flour man. A pair of gloomy and stern eyes stared at Nalan Yanran.

"You asked for this." Nalan Yanran said coldly.

Xiao Yan was silent and just stared at Nalan Yanran.

"I said, if you fight today, you will definitely humiliate yourself. Xiao Yan, you are right about one thing." Nalan Yanran said coldly.

"What words?" Xiao Yan asked.

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty." Nalan Yanran's tone was calm, full of unique charm.

"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty!" Xiao Yan murmured.

This sentence was given to Nalan Yanran by Xiao Yan in the past. But today Nalan Yanran gave it to him word for word.

This is definitely a naked/naked/naked slap in the face!

"Xiao Yan, after today, you and I are destined to be people in two worlds. You know, you want to be a strong man in this world. In fact, there are other worlds outside this world. That's where I am, Nalan. Yanran's stage!" Nalan Yanran seemed to be murmuring to herself. While saying this, he turned around and his eyes stopped on Mu Chen for three seconds.

"Stop!" Xiao Yan shouted.

Seeing Xiao Yan going to intercept Nalan Yanran, Yun Leng, the referee of the three-year appointment of Yunlan Sect, blocked Xiao Yan and said: "Xiao Yan, what else do you want to do? You have been defeated, as for your left Arm, you also said that life and death depend on one’s destiny.”

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Yan was speechless again. Invisibly, he felt his face being hit again!

Yun Leng of Yunlan Sect was already very considerate to him. Yun Leng wanted both parties to stop at the point where enough was enough. It's him, and it's Xiao Yan, who insists on saying that life and death are determined by destiny. Well, now, not only was he defeated, but without any impact on Nalan Yanran, Nalan Yanran even chopped off his left arm.

"The head of the Xiao family."

Yun Leng looked at the present guest, the current head of the Xiao family in Wutan City, Xiao Yu's grandfather, and said with a smile: "This matter is over here, what do you think?"

Xiao Yu's grandfather stood up, nodded and said: "Okay, I have this intention. From now on, if Xiao Yan comes to cause trouble again, the Yunlan Sect will kill or live, it is up to you. In our Xiao family, Xiao Yu is not from the Xiao family. Young patriarch, my granddaughter Xiao Yu is the young patriarch of the Xiao family."

Yun Ling smiled.

As the elder of Yunlan Sect, how could Yun Ling not know the meaning of Grandpa Xiao Yu's last words? Xiao Yu's grandfather meant that Nalan Yanran was the strongest third-generation disciple of the Yunlan Sect and the young master of the Yunlan Sect. Xiao Yan is not the strongest third-generation disciple of the Xiao family. Even if Xiao Yu was defeated by Nalan Yanran, it would be a harmless thing. After all, the young patriarch of the Xiao family is Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yan looked at Nalan Yanran's back as she walked up to Yun Yun. He clenched his right hand, picked up the Xuan Zhong Ruler on the ground, and turned around to leave.

"Want to leave?"

Xiao Yan had just taken four steps when a disciple of the Yunlan Sect blocked Xiao Yan's path: "How can I, the Yunlan Sect, let you leave just as you want?"

"What? Is Yunlan Sect going to do such a bandit thing?" Xiao Yan said sarcastically.

"Xiao Yan, don't flatter yourself. You were defeated at the hands of Nalan Yanran. Who gave you the courage to say these words. Of course we kept you because of another thing?" An elder stood at the station out.

"What's going on?" Xiao Yan's heart trembled.

"Let me ask you, deacon of the outer sect of the Yunlan Sect, are you related to the death of Mo Cheng of the Mo family? But you also possess the Wind Fury Dragon Flame!" the elder of the Yunlan Sect scolded.

Xiao Yan's heart trembled, and he secretly exclaimed that something was wrong, he was actually recognized today.

Indeed, Mo Cheng's death was related to Xiao Yan. In addition to Xiao Yan not having an encounter with Queen Medusa and not obtaining the Strange Fire Green Lotus Earth Core Fire, the original events in Stone Desert City, Motie City and Mojia Fort have all happened.

"If you don't say anything, it means you agree. Your strange fire is the best proof. Since you killed my Yunlan Sect's people, you must give an explanation today." The elder of Yunlan Sect scolded coldly. As soon as the voice fell, many Yunlan Sect disciples surrounded Xiao Yan.

"Hey..."

A faint sigh of helplessness suddenly echoed in the sky. As the sigh fell, a cold air made the temperature of the square drop rapidly. An old back, like a ghost, slowly emerged beside Xiao Yan.

"Ice Emperor, Hai Bodong!"

Some elderly elders of Yunlan Sect exclaimed at the old man who suddenly appeared. Their eyes were very scary, as if they had seen something terrifying.

"Hai Lao?"

Tengshan, the president of Mittel Chamber of Commerce, stood up from his seat in shock. His eyes were very excited. Said: "Hai Lao, you are not dead?"

Hai Bodong glanced at Fujiyama and said lightly: "Do you really want me to die?"

Fujiyama coughed awkwardly and said with a smile: "Hai Lao, you are joking."

"Ya Fei." Muchen called.

"Master." Ya Fei replied.

"Go, take the people from your Chamber of Commerce away." Muchen said.

"Yes!" Ya Fei did not hesitate at all, her back shook slightly, and the white flames condensed into a pair of dazzling wings behind her.

"Dou Huang?"

Everyone in the field, looking at Ya Fei approaching Poseidon, especially the pair of white flame wings behind Ya Fei, exclaimed: "The Mittel Chamber of Commerce actually has a second strong man who has reached the Dou Huang level!"