Chapter 237 Mr. Qin, Yanran is not a weak woman

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Lingxuan Saint Lord raised his head and looked at Qin Jiang, and then at Elder Nie who had just walked in.

Elder Nie was stunned, walked silently to Qin Jiang and sat down, and picked up the tea that he had not had time to drink just now.

"Master, is your neck uncomfortable?"

Lingxuan Saint Lord heard the question, came back to his senses, and looked at Qin Jiang in shock, "Xu Yanran, your wife?"

Qin Jiang nodded slightly, and before he could say anything, Elder Nie on the opposite side spit out a mouthful of tea, and then sucked it all back in the next moment.

Gulp~

"Yanran is you, Qin Xianjun's wife?!"

Elder Nie held the teacup, his eyes full of disbelief.

This, this, this, this, this, this is wonderful!

He accepted a closed disciple, and it turned out to be the wife of the immortal!

He looked at Lingxuan Saint Lord, this position of the master, I can also sit!

Lingxuan Saint Lord glanced at him, always feeling that this old Deng was up to no good.

"When I didn't cross the sea to come here, Yanran and others came to Zhongyuan Continent before me. After I finished the things in my hand, I came here." Qin Jiang said.

"I see, Yanran did mention this matter at the beginning, and wanted to invite a few elders to go to the chaotic overseas together.

But after all, there are several elders, and it is difficult to gather them at once, so it took some time. But I never thought that Qin Xianjun would come in person."

Elder Nie spoke, feeling a little ashamed.

My good disciple, you really think highly of your master. Qin Xianjun can't solve the problem, but you think that we old bones can solve it by going there.

It's also fortunate that those old guys happened to be in seclusion, otherwise, it's hard to say how many of them can come back.

Qin Jiang was slightly startled when he heard this, and then smiled, "Where is Yanran now?"

"Oh, by the way, today is the sect competition, and she should be at Xuangan Peak now."

The top of Xuangan Peak, the competition stage

"The next match is between Yi Liuli and Xu Yanran! Get ready on stage!"

The elder of the sect who was responsible for judging the winner and protecting the disciples spoke.

This was the last match of the competition, a duel between two saints, and he was personally responsible for hosting it.

He looked at the woman standing on the left side of the stage, dressed in black, and heroic.

This new saint surprised him. Although she was only at the level of a fifth-level divine warrior, her physical strength had reached the level of a demigod.

And, normally, even with this configuration, she would not be a match for a seventh-level divine warrior of the son level.

But this one relied on her demigod body to defeat the contemporary Lingxuan Saint Son and entered the final decisive battle.

Tsk, the holy land has been a little bit weak in recent years. It seems that it's time to pull these lazy bugs up and train them.

Under the stage, Xu Yanran clenched the halberd in her hand. This was a real artifact tailored for the son-level genius by the Lingxuan Holy Land.

She can maximize the power of the divine weapon "Xuanwu Tianliang Ji" that she has just learned.

"What's wrong, sister? Do you want to admit defeat?"

A silver bell-like laughter came from the stage, with a bit of teasing, but no malice.

Xu Yanran looked at the stage after hearing this, and saw a woman in a white dress holding a long sword, with a bit of ease and carefreeness, without any tension.

This was the only saint of Lingxuan Holy Land before she came, Yi Liuli.

Her cultivation has reached the peak of the seventh-level divine martial arts, and she is a well-deserved saint-level genius, far beyond her own comparison.

She knew that although her qualifications were not bad, she would definitely not reach the level of the saint-level.

It was entirely because Qin Jiang cleansed her body for her that she was qualified to become a saint.

And this time, she must win!

Only by getting the first place in this competition can she get the Xuanshui Pill to improve her qualifications and cultivation, thereby consolidating her position as a saint.

This is also an agreement with the master. As long as she can win the first place in the competition, the master will be able to invite more than eight elders to go to Shenzhou with her.

At that time, Qin Ge's problem will definitely be solved!

She took a deep breath and adjusted her state. Her left hand was on her chest. It was the ring Qin Jiang gave her. She strung it with a rope and wore it as a necklace.

Husband, wait for me to come back!

She stepped onto the stage and held the halberd with both hands.

"Sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Okay, if you can beat me, it will be a happy event for the Holy Land. I am naturally happy." Yi Liuli smiled.

She is from the lineage of the sect master, so she naturally hopes that the Holy Land will become stronger and stronger.

However, she is also confident in herself!

Among the current young generation of Lingxuan, she is the undisputed number one!

"Okay! I declare, start!"

As the referee elder shouted, the two figures on the battle stage disappeared instantly, and at the same time, the crisp sound of metal colliding sounded on the battle stage.

The black halberd swept across the battlefield, shaking the space along the way and distorting it slightly.

Yi Liuli's face changed slightly. As expected of a demigod, the pure force was about to shatter the space!

The seventh style of the Wind Wheel Sword - a line of mist!

The green sword light emerged, like a thread passing through the air, colliding with the domineering black light, making a soft hum.

Two figures appeared and stood on the battlefield. A circular air ring swung out with the two of them as the center, and the battlefield under their feet also showed slight cracks.

"So powerful! They are worthy of being the two proud daughters of Lingxuan!"

"They can actually shake the battlefield into cracks. The power of their confrontation has exceeded the ordinary eighth-level divine weapons!"

Yi Liuli smiled, "Junior sister, not bad, how long has it been? You have practiced the Xuanwu Tianji to this level."

"Senior sister, you are too polite. Yanran is just more diligent." Xu Yanran said with an aggressive look.

Yi Liuli chuckled when she heard it. Just more diligent?

She could not forget the figure she saw at midnight. It was simply self-mutilation. But in your mouth, it turned out to be just more diligent?

It really makes people angry!

"Come again!"

She shouted loudly, and a steady stream of divine power poured into the divine sword. The array pattern on the sword body lit up with a faint light, and clusters of light flowed from the hilt to the tip of the sword, like breathing with a sense of rhythm.

After a breath, this sense of rhythm almost reached its peak, and the clusters of light almost became a straight line.

"Wind Wheel Slash!"

With a violent shout, the majestic power forced Xu Yanran back.

Yi Liuli released green light all over his body, and the long sword in his hand was wrapped in a layer of green sword light.

"Junior sister, this is my strongest state. Come on, use all your strength to defeat me!"

Xu Yanran remained silent, all her strength rushed towards the halberd in her hand, and a strong wind blew around her body, blowing her black hair.

In an instant, the two figures disappeared, and a violent shock wave surged out from the battlefield, causing the disciples watching the battle to retreat.

In the clouds, the three stood quietly.

Qin Jiang looked at the dashing figure on the battlefield and couldn't help but smile. After leaving him, Yanran also returned to her original appearance, just like she was in the fields back then.

Mr. Qin, Yanran is not a weak woman.