The Heavens: Thousands of Households Starting from Number One in the World

Three days later, celebrities and distinguished guests from the Jiajia Empire began to set foot on Yunlan Mountain one after another. They all had the same purpose - to watch the decisive battle between Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran.

Members of the royal family, representatives of the three major families in the empire, and many prestigious fighting kings all came, making this battle even more eye-catching.

There is even news that even the Poison Sect of the Izumo Empire sent an elder to watch the battle.

Although the relationship between Yun Yun and Jiajia is not harmonious, it does not affect the Yun Lan Sect's reception of the elders of the Poison Sect. After all, this battle is a battle of dignity between the two young people at a smaller scale. In a larger scale, it actually involves the sect's face.

It would not be a bad idea to let the Poison Sect see the grace of the successor of the Yunlan Sect.

At the gate of Yunlan Mountain, the disciples and elders of the Yunlan Sect were already here to greet them. They smiled and showed great respect to every guest.

One after another people came up the mountain.

Meng Jing walked to the mountain gate and handed over the invitation.

A Yunlan Sect disciple took the post, carefully checked the authenticity, and looked at Meng Jing with a strange look.

"Are you Meng Jing?" he asked in a low voice, with a hint of contempt in his tone.

Meng Jing was not surprised by this. After all, his reputation had already become bad in the empire since Ling Ying's incident.

Meng Jing nodded calmly, and then, under the guidance of this disciple, they walked along the mountain road to the mountain. Then they rode a flying magic beast directly to the top of Yunlan Mountain.

As soon as he landed, Meng Jing saw a huge square. Many people had gathered in the square. Rows of tables and chairs were placed on the edge of the square for guests to rest and watch the game.

Under the guidance of the Yunlan Sect disciples, Meng Jing sat down at a table. He looked around and found that there were more and more people in the square and the atmosphere was getting more and more lively.

There were many people Meng Jing had met, such as the two princesses Yao Ye and Yaoyue of the royal family, and Nalan Su of the Nalan family... the family helmsman in the Northeast region.

When Meng Jing's eyes saw a masked man in gray clothes in the corner of the square, Meng Jing's eyes flashed slightly, because under his consciousness, there was an exquisite face under the mask.

Oh, this woman is the little medical fairy that Meng Jing has searched for many times in Qingshan Town without success. Oh no, she can now be called the leader of the Poison Sect.

It is estimated that the little medical fairy knew that Xiao Yan would participate in the battle and came here to watch the battle.

At this moment, a beautiful voice sounded in my ears: "City Lord Meng Shao?"

Meng Jing turned her head and saw Yafei wearing a bright red cheongsam looking at her at the table not far away. Next to her sat an old man with an old face, who was the Miter family. The patriarch of Mittel Fujiyama.

"Miss Yafei, I didn't expect to meet you here." Meng Jing said with a smile.

Yafei squinted her eyes and laughed: "I also came to see the excitement. This battle has been spreading throughout the empire for three years. Who doesn't want to see the result with his own eyes?"

Meng Jing nodded in agreement. The story of Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran was widely circulated in the empire, and some people even opened a betting market to speculate on the outcome of the game.

Ya Fei looked at Meng Jing for a while and asked softly: "Why didn't you see your father today? Did the Young City Master come alone?"

Meng Jing nodded and said: "My father has some things to deal with, so he asked me to attend alone."

After Yafei chatted with Tengshan for a few words, she twisted her devilish waist and walked towards Meng Jing. She walked to sit down next to Meng Jing and said softly: "Young City Master, you don't mind if I sit next to you." Bar?"

Meng Jing nodded slightly in agreement. Ya Fei contacted him just to see that he was the son of a high-level fighting king, and had no other meaning.

After all, in addition to being the goddess in the eyes of many men in the empire, Ya Fei is also known as the social butterfly of the imperial capital.

Ya Fei continued: "I remember that there seemed to be some disputes between the Young City Master and Xiao Yan in the past, right?"

Meng Jing replied calmly: "We can't talk about the festival."

Yafei showed an expression like "I know some gossip" and said with a charming smile: "I heard that the Young City Master once harassed the girl next to Xiao Yan!"

After hearing these words, Meng Jing's face slowly turned to Yafei. He was not angry or embarrassed, but calmly admitted: "So be it."

When Ya Fei heard this, she felt a little surprised. After all, few people would admit this so frankly on such occasions.

Yafei was stunned for a moment. She looked at Meng Jing seriously, as if she wanted to see through the young man's inner world. She found that Meng Jing in front of her was like a castle in the air. Although it was right in front of her, it gave people a feeling of being out of reach. Feel.

Illusion? Ya Fei frowned slightly, then she covered her mouth and chuckled and said: "I heard from Mu Zhan that the Young City Master has changed a lot after that incident. In addition to playing chess at home and going out for outings, he has really become leisurely and carefree!"

Meng Jing looked at Ya Fei and said, "Mu Zhan really didn't say anything to you!" There was no blame in his words.

Concubine Ya winked at Meng Jing and said softly: "I wonder who the young city lord thinks has a greater chance of winning in this fight?"

Meng Jing said bluntly: "I think Nalan Yanran has a better chance of winning."

Meng Jing's words fell into the ears of some Yunlan Sect disciples who were walking by, and they immediately showed friendly smiles to Meng Jing.

Hearing this, Ya Fei chuckled and said, "It seems that the Young City Master still insists on his own opinion in some aspects as always!"

Meng Jing asked: "Oh? I wonder what Miss Ya Fei is referring to?"

Yafei explained: "Do you still remember the Young City Master's evaluation of Xiao Yan at the Miter Auction House three years ago? You said that he wanted to defeat Nalan Yanran in three years, which is simply a fantasy. Now it seems that the Young City Master's opinion It’s still the same!”

Meng Jing responded calmly: "Miss Yafei seems to have great confidence in Xiao Yan?"

Yafei said in a solemn tone: "Sister Yanran's talent is indeed extraordinary, but Xiao Yan is not an ordinary person, not to mention that he has the support of mysterious forces behind him. That girl's background may be greater than we imagined. Fortunately, Young City Master Fu Otherwise, your life will really be in danger!"

Yafei has a keen mind. She learned from Xiao Yan (a drug seller) that Meng Jing had an inappropriate desire for the girl next to Xiao Yan. Not long after, Meng Jing encountered a mysterious strong man who destroyed his cultivation.

This fact was too much of a coincidence. Ya Fei was sure that the person behind the destruction of Meng Jing's cultivation was probably the mysterious girl next to Xiao Yan.

Speaking of this, Ya Fei couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Meng Jing. In this continent where the strong are respected, being abolished is a fatal blow to anyone.

Although Meng Jing looks calm and calm on the outside, Yafei believes that he must have experienced tremendous struggle and pain in his heart.

Meng Jing said calmly: "Perhaps it is because of those tribulations that I have the awakening I have today."

Ya Fei was slightly startled, then smiled in relief.

"So Miss Yafei thinks Xiao Yan has a chance of winning? Or does it mean that even though Xiao Yan cannot win in fact, Miss Yafei still wants Xiao Yan to win in her heart?" Meng Jing said.

Yafei was stunned again and said with a smile: "How could it be? I can't jump to conclusions before the results are obtained!"

Afterwards, she chatted with Meng Jing for a few words, then stood up and left to talk to other guests.    …

At the same time, Meng Jing's eyes couldn't help but cast their eyes on the back mountain of Yunlan Sect.

On the back mountain, in Jianping, Nalan Yanran sat quietly cross-legged.

Her hair fell like a waterfall, her eyes were closed tightly, and she concentrated on controlling her breathing. Every breath was accompanied by a low dragon roar, as if there was a giant dragon dormant inside her body.

After a moment, Nalan Yanran opened her eyes, with fierce momentum flashing in her eyes. She stood up slowly, like a female general about to go into battle.

"Very good, this is the momentum!" The man in a bamboo hat on the side said with satisfaction, "No matter what difficulties and obstacles are ahead, you Nalan Yanran should move forward bravely and treat it as if it is nothing. If there is any obstruction, then use your palm to remove it Crush!"

Nalan Yanran nodded, her eyes full of determination and confidence. During this period of time, she has not been in a hurry to practice, but has followed the guidance of the man in the hat to gather her own momentum - a momentum that can crush everything and overcome all hardships.

Although the words of the man in the hat were a bit mysterious, she also understood the essence of it: as long as she overwhelmed the opponent in terms of momentum from the beginning, the balance of victory was already tilted in half towards herself.

"Senior, I will definitely win this decisive battle! I will never let you down!" Nalan Yanran's eyes were full of determination.

"Xiao Yan has at least two different kinds of strange fires on his body. You must remember not to be burned by the strange fires, otherwise you will be seriously injured!" the man in the hat reminded him.

Nalan Yanran nodded solemnly to express her understanding. Although she didn't understand why Xiao Yan could possess two different strange fires at the same time, this was not the time for her to think about it.

After a while, Yun Yun flew from a distance and landed lightly on Jianping. She first saw the man in a bamboo hat on the side and was slightly stunned. Then she turned to Nalan Yanran and said softly: "Yanran, many distinguished guests have already arrived. If Xiao Yan will come to keep the appointment, he must be here soon. You should hurry up and go too. !”

Nalan Yanran was about to nod in agreement, but she heard the man in a bamboo hat beside him say: "Why be anxious!"

Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran were both startled. They looked at the man in the hat at the same time, waiting for his next words.

"Do you have to wait for Xiao Yan alone?" The man in the hat said calmly.

Nalan Yanran and Yun Yun looked at each other, and then heard the man in the hat say: "Let him Xiao Yan wait for you Nalan Yanran!"

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The square in front of the Yunlan Sect's main hall was already filled with many guests. They were sitting or standing, chatting in low voices on the edge of the square, discussing the upcoming battle. However, what made everyone feel a little impatient was that the two protagonists failed to show up.

"I've been waiting for an hour, why haven't you come yet? It's almost noon!" Yaoyue sat on a stool, eating fruit boredly, rolling her eyes and complaining.

Beside her, the heroic Yao Ye chuckled softly: "Little sister, don't worry, they will definitely fight if they want to."

"But it's really annoying to be grinding like this!" Yaoyue puffed up her chubby cheeks and said dissatisfiedly, "I still want to go back to make alchemy!"

At this moment, a loud voice came from the mountain road at the foot of Yunlan Mountain. The voice was full of momentum: "Xiao Yan... worship the mountain!"

After hearing the words, everyone stopped talking and looked towards the direction from which the sound came. I saw a young man wearing a black robe slowly appearing on the horizon. He was carrying an iron ruler with black lines on his back. Although his steps were heavy, he showed a kind of determination.

Beside the young man, two girls with stunning faces followed closely, guarding him like messengers protecting the grass.

"This kid!" Yafei looked at this scene from a distance, shook her head gently, and smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth.

Xiao Yan's eyes shone with excitement and determination.

He looked around inside and outside the square. When his eyes fell on the many spectators in the spectator seats, he was slightly startled and then sneered.

This was exactly what he wanted. He wanted to defeat Nalan Yanran openly in front of everyone and let his heart rise to a new level again.

However, after scanning around for a few times, he found that Nalan Yanran was not there.

He frowned and looked towards the heights of the Yunlan Sect Square, and saw a group of Yunlan Sect elders sitting above, with Yun Yun sitting in the center.

"Where is Nalan Yanran?" Xiao Yan asked in a deep voice, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.

"Are you scared?" Xiao Yan said with a sneer.

"What a joke, how can a descendant of the Yunlan Sect be timid in fighting!" shouted an elder of the Yunlan Sect.

Yun Yun's eyes flashed with fear when she saw Gu Xun'er next to Xiao Yan. She smiled lightly and said, "Xiao Yan, why don't you wait?"

Xiao Yan's mouth twitched. He deliberately walked up the mountain slowly in order to make Nalan Yanran wait for him. His teacher said that this was also a psychological tactic to make the other party start to feel impetuous.

Xiao Yan said: "Okay!" Then Xiao Yan stood in the center of the square and began to wait. It was okay that he didn't wait. After waiting, Xiao Yan discovered a problem, that is, he felt that he was being stared at by a group of people standing in the middle of the square. It was strange. Uncomfortable.

I feel like a monkey.

It didn't take long.

Xiao Yan then said to Yun Yun: "Hey, isn't it possible that Nalan Yanran is not ready yet? If this is the case, your Yunlan Sect should simply admit defeat!"

As soon as he said this, a cold voice was heard from the distance.

"Xiao Yan, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I thought you weren't coming!"

Everyone looked up and saw Nalan Yanre standing on the top of the hall wearing a wisp of green clothes, holding a long sword, with a cold face and powerful eyes, looking down at Xiao Yan coldly.

The appearance of Nalan Yanran made everyone look up eagerly. When they felt the aura emanating from Nalan Yanran, everyone looked shocked.

When Xiao Yan saw Nalan Yanran standing on a high place looking down at him, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and said: "Nalan Yanran, don't make up these lies, we will see the truth under our hands!"

After saying that, Xiao Yan took out the Xuan Zhong ruler from his back, raised the ruler and pointed it at Nalan Yanran, and said coldly: "Are you ready?"

When Nalan Yanran heard this, without saying a word, the sword in her hand burst into brilliant light, and she yelled: "The extreme wind...the setting sun shines!"

Immediately, Nalan Yanran jumped up and turned into a comet and stabbed towards Xiao Yan.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this. They didn't expect to start a war so directly!

Xiao Yan's pupils shrank when he saw this. He felt that the extremely strong aura emanating from Nalan Yanran's body and the fighting spirit of the other party were similar to his. They were both at the peak level of a great fighting master.

This made Xiao Yan's heart sink. (End of chapter)