Chapter 92 Yunling's Broken Halberd, the Three-Year Agreement!
Fighter! Fighting Master! Great Fighting Master! Fighting Spirit!
In a few breaths,
The energy fluctuations emanating from Xiao Yan were actually approaching the threshold of the Dou Wang realm!
But that's all.
Any more and Xiao Yan's body wouldn't be able to handle it.
Although this fighting spirit did not truly integrate into his body, it was enveloped by the strange fire and circulated through his meridians.
However, the lingering power it emitted will also affect Xiao Yan.
"What kind of evil technique or secret art is this?!"
Although Yao Chen had already restrained himself considerably, it still caused Yun Leng's pupils to shrink sharply, and his heart to surge with shock.
But the arrow was already on the bowstring, and it had to be released.
"You're playing tricks! Kneel down before me!"
Yun Leng gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.
His figure flashed like a ghost, unleashing the full speed of a Battle King.
Appearing in front of Xiao Yan in an instant
A hand wreathed in powerful fighting spirit grabbed Xiao Yan's shoulder fiercely!
He wanted to capture this strange kid first, and then interrogate him to find out his secrets!
However, the imagined struggle and screams did not occur.
Xiao Yan, whose shoulder was gripped by him, was not panicked at all.
Instead, he slowly turned his head.
He gave him a strange smile that was neither a smile nor a smile, but rather a hint of mockery.
Yun Ling's heart skipped a beat.
An extreme sense of unease instantly gripped his heart!
He tried to pull his hand away, but it was too late!
An indescribable, chilling aura, seemingly capable of freezing the soul.
Following his palm,
It spreads at an astonishing speed from the wrist, forearm, elbow joint... and even the entire arm!
"Click...click..."
A sickeningly fine freezing sound rang out.
"This...this is?!"
Yun Leng's soul was scattered, and he desperately urged his fighting spirit to resist and break free.
But just as he was shaken to his core and exerting all his strength to resist the cold air,
Xiao Yan's shoulders twitched slightly.
With his other hand, he seemingly casually pushed his frozen arm!
"Splash—!"
The entire arm, covered in thick, dark ice and as hard as refined iron, shattered into ice shards, just like fragile glass!
The fracture surface is as smooth as a mirror.
Not a drop of blood flowed; only a bone-chilling white aura swirled around.
"ah--!"
The excruciating pain and the horrific sight of the arm being instantly destroyed.
This caused Yunling to let out a shrill scream.
He staggered backward, fell to the ground, his face ashen, and spat out a mouthful of blood!
What terrified him even more was an extremely cunning fighting spirit, sometimes extremely cold and sometimes extremely hot.
Following the chill from the severed arm,
It quietly invaded his internal organs, writhing like a venomous snake, frantically destroying his life force!
He managed to lift his head.
He suddenly looked up and stared intently at the pale, quietly burning flame in Xiao Yan's palm.
"A...a strange fire?!"
Yun Leng's voice was hoarse and filled with terror.
"Who...who are you?!"
He absolutely did not believe it.
A useless young man from a small family in Wutan City, who wasn't even a Fighter.
To possess such bizarre methods and the legendary strange fire!
Nalan Yanran, standing to the side, was so frightened that her face turned pale.
transfixed,
The elder, whom she considered unfathomable and even more powerful than her grandfather, was
To my surprise... Xiao Yan crippled one of his arms in a single move.
Severely injured and knocked to the ground?
How is this possible?!
Isn't Xiao Yan... a piece of trash who can't even break through to the Dou Zhe level?
How could it have become so terrifying?!
"who I am?"
Xiao Yan withdrew the Bone Spirit Cold Flame, dusted off non-existent dust from his hands, and spoke in a calm tone, yet with an air of disdain.
"I will not change my name or surname, I am Xiao Yan of the Xiao family."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the still-shaken Xiao family members and the ashen-faced Yun Leng.
A playful smile curved his lips as he added:
"Battle Qi... Level Three!"
"Pfft..."
Xiao Xun'er, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
She never expected that this renowned Medicine Master would have such a humorous side.
That was a well-chosen line...
Her personality is somewhat similar to that of Brother Xiao Yan.
"You...you...!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Ling's face turned red and then pale, and he almost spat out another mouthful of blood.
Where can you not hear that this is blatant humiliation and mockery from the other party?
Feeling the chaotic surge of strange fire within his body and the biting cold at the severed arm,
Yunling knew that he couldn't get away with it today.
He endured the excruciating pain and humiliation, struggled to his feet, and declared defiantly:
"Well done! Well done, Xiao Yan!"
"The Yunlan Sect will remember this humiliation!"
"This matter will absolutely not be left unresolved!"
Having said that, he grabbed Nalan Yanran, who was still in a state of shock and confusion.
He wanted to slink away from this place of trouble that had caused him to lose face and suffer serious injuries.
"etc!"
Xiao Yan's voice rang out again, not loud, but it made Yun Leng's body stiffen.
Yun Ling's body stiffened, cold sweat instantly soaking his back, and he turned around in horror:
"You... what else do you want?! I am the Grand Elder of the Yunlan Sect!"
"If you dare to kill me, the Yunlan Sect will fight you to the death!"
"Kill you? My hands will get dirty!"
Xiao Yan spoke indifferently, but his gaze shifted to Nalan Yanran, whose expression was complex.
"Miss Nalan, I suppose when the two elders arranged the marriage, they never expected that this marriage contract would become a shackle binding us."
"This has led to the current situation..."
Nalan Yanran trembled slightly, lowered her head, and dared not meet his gaze.
"Now, whether it is your Yunlan Sect's forceful reneging on the engagement or my Xiao family's angry divorce, one side will ultimately lose face and suffer criticism and harm."
Xiao Yan continued,
The sound echoed clearly in the courtyard.
"Since words cannot clarify things, let's speak according to the laws of this world!"
His gaze suddenly sharpened, fixing on Nalan Yanran:
"Three years later, at the summit of Yunlan Mountain."
"I, Xiao Yan, will fight you, Nalan Yanran, in public!"
"The winner has the right to speak; the loser bears all the consequences!"
"how?"
"you..."
Yun Leng was about to rebuke him for his arrogance,
But he immediately thought of the opponent's bizarre enhancement methods and terrifying strange fire...
Xiao Yan, however, seemed to see through his thoughts, a confident yet cold smile appearing on his lips:
"Rest assured, I will prove everything with my own honest and upright strength, which I have cultivated myself!"
"Hmph!" Yun Leng glanced at it.
His aura has fallen back to the "third stage of Dou Qi".
Xiao Yan, his face slightly pale, quickly made a mental calculation.
As long as this kid doesn't use those bizarre methods he used today...
A mere third stage of Dou Qi,
Three years,
Even if he ate the elixir of immortality, how far could he grow?
Nalan Yanran's cultivation talent was among the best in the Jia Ma Empire.
Furthermore, the Yunlan Sect is fully committed to nurturing them.
They could even get the Pill King Guhe to help them... how could they possibly lose?
"Three years from now, Yunlan Sect will await your arrival!"
Yun Leng readily agreed.
They didn't give Nalan Yanran a chance to speak at all.
"Three years from now, Yunlan Sect awaits your arrival!"
He deliberately emphasized the words "Your Majesty's presence," which was full of irony.
After saying that,
The cloud ridges no longer lingered.
Forcing himself to suppress his injuries with a last ounce of fighting spirit, he grabbed Nalan Yanran.
He rushed out of the Xiao family gate in a disheveled state, as if a ferocious beast was chasing him.
Until they flew out of the territory of Wutan City
Yun Leng dared to relax slightly, but then spat out another mouthful of blood, his face turning even more pale.
"The Xiao family... Xiao Yan..."
He turned to look in the direction of Wutan City, his eyes filled with resentment and murderous intent.
"How can the hatred of a severed arm and the humiliation be left unresolved?!"
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