Xiao Yan travels to Douluo

Xiao Yan stopped and turned around slowly. There was blood on his neck. He looked sideways at the falling strand of hair. He was a little dazed and thought it was ridiculous. He smiled and said, "You want to challenge me?"

"Compete with me." Jian Youyi continued to point his sword at Xiao Yan, already ready to fight.

"You dare to point your sword at other people's necks with your sword before you've ever killed them. Are you stupid because of your sword practice?" Xiao Yan felt that there was something wrong with this guy's brain. He didn't care about anything except the sword.

"Go ahead!"

Jian Youyi was a genius. In addition to his rapid improvement in soul power, he had always been proud of his ability to comprehend the Sword of Momentum within half a year. But now, Xiao Yan said it was just a trick.

In his opinion, Xiao Yan was just an ordinary person with no aura of a strong man, so how could he use such advanced methods.When the tip of the sword was clamped and unable to move, Jian Youyi already had a mental problem. His sword power could not be concealed and harmonious, but the opponent's power was stronger, but he could do it perfectly, even without triggering Nothing was leaked before.

He found it hard to believe, so he wanted to challenge and prove his strength.

"it is good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan's face turned serious. He took a step forward and his chest hit the invisible aura sword in front of him.

Jian Youyi clenched his right hand, and the Seven Killing Sword of Wuhun appeared in the palm of his hand, intending to force Xiao Yan back. However, the next scene was completely beyond his imagination.

Xiao Yan continued to move forward, and the Seven Killing Sword pierced his chest and penetrated from his back.

Jian Youyi was stunned and his brain stopped. He had never seen such a ferocious fighting style. When he reacted, Xiao Yan had already choked his neck and his right wrist was tightly clasped.

Xiao Yan's eyes were cold, and there was no sign of pain on his face. There was no wave, as if it was not him who was pierced through the chest. He used his right hand to lift the opponent up.

After just a breath, Jian Youyi couldn't bear it anymore. He retracted his martial spirit, his face turned red, and his right hand slowly lowered.

Xiao Yan continued to exert force with his right hand, and the sound of cracking bones was heard. He slapped Jian Youyi on the face with two palms, causing the corners of his mouth to bleed. He wondered, "Are all the young people of you Qibao Glazed Sect like this?"

Next to him, Ning Fengzhi walked over and apologized, "Xiao Yan, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Uncle Ning won't mind!"

Ning Fengzhi didn't even look at Jian Youyi, "Find a time to get together later."

"Okay, Uncle Ning just come to me directly." The implication is that your young people are talking nonsense, don't ask them to come over.

Xiao Yan released his right hand and turned around to leave.

"Uncle Jian, let's go to Lanba Academy to find Rongrong and ask her what happened?"

Ning Fengzhi's tone didn't seem to change, but Jian Chen knew in his heart that he was angry. He looked sideways and felt helpless. He couldn't control it now. He could only hope that he could get rid of this inner demon.

"Okay, let's go!"

Jian Youyi knelt on his knees, pressing his right hand on his neck, his eyeballs protruding, coughing continuously, his left hand resting on the ground, and he slowly clenched it into a fist.

Xiao Yan walked slowly, and a blue light appeared on his chest. He began to treat the injury and passed through the chest. He deliberately avoided the vital point. It was not a serious problem and he would be fully recovered in a day or two.

A person suddenly came to the side, showed the Qibao Glazed Sect badge, knelt on one knee and said, "Hello, Mr. Xiao Yan."

"Thanks for the protection."

Xiao Yan was not surprised at all. Ning Fengzhi was careful enough. He was afraid that something would happen to him and would implicate the Qibao Glazed Sect, so he sent someone over.

However, how could Ning Rongrong be like that? The guy just now was the same way. He was much worse than his brother-in-law and Xue Qingxi!

Xiao Yan didn't expect to understand that the majority of young people were ignorant, especially young people with strong backgrounds.

After returning to Tiandou Royal Academy and the mountain, almost all the major forces appeared, but what does that have to do with me? My thoughts are really simple, indeed!

Three days later, Xiao Yan and Yu Tianheng came to the academy's martial arts performance hall and chatted.

"Brother-in-law, is there anyone at home?"

"Yes, but they are all nonsense and I don't want to pay attention to them."

"Thank you brother-in-law."

No matter what happened, Yu Tianheng blocked it for him anyway, so he didn't have to deal with the people of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

"Who do you want to compete with this time?" Yu Tianheng asked.

"Shui Bing'er."

"Her? Why? This is a control soul master. He will suffer a loss in a duel."

Xiao Yan showed a confident expression, "I'm sure, I can beat her easily."

Yu Tianheng reacted immediately, "Oh, I gained something from going to Wuhun Hall last time!"

"Correct."

While we were talking, footsteps sounded from behind, and a loud voice asked, "Xiao Yan, do you want to fight me?"

Xiao Yan turned around and looked at Hu Yanli, who was two meters tall, passed him, shook his head and said, "No."

"Please." Xiao Yan said in front of Shui Binger.

When Feng Xiaotian and others saw that Xiao Yan had chosen Shui Bing'er as his target, they were surprised. They couldn't understand why anyone would be willing to challenge a control-type soul master in a duel. Not to mention whether they could win, they would definitely be disgusted. Just like the last time Xiao Yan dealt with Tai Long, the feeling of suffocation can drive people crazy.

Shui Bing'er's martial spirit, Ice Phoenix, was a top-notch martial spirit. It was extremely difficult to get close to him. It was even difficult for Feng Xiaotian to fly from the air.

Being challenged, the coldness in Shui Bing'er's eyes and around her continued to grow. She waved her sleeves and walked towards the battle field. The ice crystals behind her flashed away, and the temperature dropped sharply.

The two men shook each other on the battlefield, and a Soul Saint acted as the referee and issued orders.

"start."

Shui Bing'er's blue hair and blue eyes seemed to be made of solid ice, vaguely reflecting light constantly. Looking straight at her for a long time made her eyes hurt and made her cry.Her skin is extremely fair, and her facial features are as if they were cut from solid ice, almost unchanged under any circumstances. The students call her the "Ice Goddess". It is said that someone once saw her smile and she was astonished.

She immediately summoned her martial spirit, and a blue phoenix appeared above her head. It was three meters long, with blue feathers, reflecting bright light. A phoenix cry sounded, and then with her as the center, ice walls, ice cones, and The icicles spread towards Xiao Yan at an extremely fast speed.

"Wow! So beautiful!"

"Xiao Yan must be mentally ill. If he competes with the Ice Goddess, he probably won't be able to move a single step."

"That's not the case. He can fly. Last time he competed with Teacher Zhang, he flew at low altitude to avoid sight!"

"So what? How can we win if we can't get close?"

"Delay time and fight a war of attrition."

"But he is only level 51, and the Ice Goddess is already level 53."

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Not many people think Xiao Yan can win. The key to defeating a control soul master is restraint, not combat power. If it were Yu Tianheng, even a forty-level soul master could easily defeat Shui Bing'er, but If it were Hu Yanli, even if he reached the Soul Emperor level, he wouldn't be able to hurt Shui Bing'er. The most he could do would be to consume all her soul power.

This battle has a high chance of winning. Xiao Yan's martial spirits are Blue Silver Grass and Haotian City. One of the plant-type martial spirits is afraid of ice, and the other has no soul ring and only has melee ability. He is destined to lose!

Many people looked relaxed, waiting to cheer or mock him.