Fighting Soul Clan Emperor

"That's the end of the conversation! There is nothing to say!" Several figures flew out from the inner courtyard!With a loud shout, Cailin's aura was suppressed and retreated.

The guardians of the Canaan Academy, the thousand-hundred-year-old elders, who saw the coming, also bowed their hands: "Senior brother!"

Cailin glanced around, and the four old men who appeared later were not strong enough to fight against them. The strongest one was only the peak of Dou Zong, who was similar to Nalan Yanran, and now appeared at this moment. It is said that it is to fight against them, but it is better to say that they are ready to live and die with Nalan Academy.

"Caanan College really has more than this little power, otherwise, it would have been flattened by Black Horn." Nalan Yanran also cupped her hands, and said: "Originally, the enmity between me and Xiao Yan was not as bad as my family's sect, and I also deeply regretted it." Sorry, but today, this Canaan Academy is doomed!"

Since Mang Tianchi, the dean of Canaan Academy, is a member of the Thunder Clan, the people he cultivated in the academy he established are naturally enemies of the Soul Palace. With such an existence, Xiao Xingmeng has already decided to deal with it quickly.Nalan Yanran was just taking advantage of her power.

"I have been greatly favored by the dean, and we have also promised to protect the Canaan Academy for the dean. If you want to destroy this academy, just step over us!"

Han Feng looked at the people below, and said with a sneer, "It really is a stubborn stone, Mr. Caizun, let's hurry up..."

Cailin was silent, and gave Han Feng a cold look. Seeing that Cailin was not very happy, Han Feng had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, saying that if he flattered the horse's leg, the other party would have to kill him on the spot.

"The Hall of Soul is also based on the mainland with the word 'faith', and we respect the sincerity between the seniors and Mang Tianchi. We can also guarantee that as long as the Presbyterian College here is willing to evacuate obediently, we will definitely not Will make a move." Cailin said.

A big man among the four said: "Thank you! I heard that this incident was caused by the conflict between Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan from the academy. Xiao Yan is also the hero who saved the academy. We at Canaan Academy will never resent you for this." He! Everyone! After we die, you will leave the Black Horn Realm with the elders, do you hear me?"

"I know!" Perhaps because they realized that the collapse of the academy was a foregone conclusion, many students were already weeping, and Bai Shan and Hu Jia also bowed their heads and remained silent.

"I heard that Nalan Yanran is the grandson of Yun Potian, and that the Misty Cloud Sect was also destroyed because of the Canaan Academy. The old man and Yun Potian have a little friendship. I hope to fight with you as my last battle." The white-bearded old man at the pinnacle of Dou Zong chuckled, with the indifference of disregarding life and death.

Giving the other party a dignified death, Nalan Yanran will not spare this point.

But he alone cannot be the enemy of Nalan Yanran.

The old man with white beard was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, and said: "It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. I didn't expect a girl nowadays to think that my old man is not strong enough, Qianmu, Bailie, Su Qian. There are a few of you, just Let's meet this girl doll!"

As soon as the words fell, the seven of them stood up together. They understood that the seven of them would never be spared.Even if the seven of them come together, they are just ants in front of Dou Zun. Although that Dou Zun is silent, but if Nalan Yanran is in danger, she will probably make a move.

But this and these two things, Nalan Yanran in front of him is a brilliant genius, and he is already at the peak of Dou Zong's strength at a young age. Even if the seven of them fight together, it will be difficult to win. Instead of dying like a car, it is better to fight this genius quickly. one game.

Nalan Yanran raised her eyebrows, put away the hundred sword qi, flicked the hilt with her thumb, and pulled it out, the back of the sword rubbed against the scabbard and let out a mournful long cry.Dou Qi soaring to the sky exploded violently. In this situation, she only planned to use the sword technique of Misty Cloud Sect to decide the outcome.

"Good come!"

The seven people are all people who know each other well. In this situation where they must die, they let go of their minds and go all out.Seven people surrounded Nalan Yanran,

Fists, feet, palms, swords, spears, and claws, when these seven people pinched each other, they each used their own special skills, seven kinds of attacks, accompanied by the vast fighting energy of the strong fighting spirit, mixed with the power of space, and faced Na Na overwhelmingly. Lan Yanran shot away violently, the sharp sound of breaking the wind caused by a group attack resounded in everyone's ears, making people's scalps slightly numb.

Nalan Yanran has studied under many people and has a wide range of knowledge. Facing an attack that can easily kill a peak Dou Zong, her gaze still does not fluctuate too much. Straits of white grudge with the strength to tear apart the space, will attack him. All gone.

Suddenly, the tip of Nalan Yanran's sword trembled, and the battle energy on the sword quickly formed, raising a force of space rupture, which was as powerful as a Dou Zun.

"Swing the sword to break the sky."

She muttered something in her mouth, and then shot at the strongest five people with a sword. The huge energy formed by the energy sword energy made them dare not neglect. The white-bearded old man, the big man, Qianmu, and Bailie shot together. Look at this green and white sword energy.

"Wind Breathing Palm!"

"Thunder Gang Gathering Dragon Spear!"

.........

The space in the sky suddenly fluctuated violently under that terrifying energy, and ripple-like space patterns spread out, dazzling glare suspended in the sky like a round of bright sun.

The blood of the four was surging, and Nalan Yanran's move was able to gain the upper hand with one against four.

At this moment, Nalan Yanran bears Yun Yun's lifelong fighting spirit, and has inherited the sword intent of the Yunlan Sect's Life and Death Gate, and has been trained by Hun Chaoming.Where the sword reaches, it is already splitting the space, and it is unparalleled in sharpness.

"This woman's battle energy is pure, fighting to consume it is not good for us, let's go together and fight close combat! Quick battle and quick decision." Aware of this, they changed their tactics again.

The seven of them returned back and forth, attacking their vital points, their fighting spirit collided, and even the space created black cracks.

But Nalan Yanran also changed, the sword qi was simple and innocuous, seemingly dull, but she took it one by one, breaking it with a raised hand.

The big man sneered, his fist flew flying, and he punched Nalan Yanran's sword spine, but Nalan Yanran retreated the sword edge, and bent his left hand.Seeing this, the big man's footsteps were continuous, he stepped back quickly, suddenly let out a muffled groan, and spit out a mouthful of blood. With each move, the big man's meridian has been injured by the sword energy.

The white-bearded old man exclaimed: "Fang Man!".Immediately, his pupils shrank, and he lost his voice: "Yun Potian's Potian Canglan?"

Nalan Yanran raised the corners of her lips and smiled, "I didn't expect someone to remember Master's fighting skills."

The white-bearded old man took a deep breath and folded his arms. Seeing this, everyone also stopped.

Under the quiet and heavy atmosphere, the white-bearded old man said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that we would be at a disadvantage if you didn't use the invisible sword energy. Nalan Yanran is not under Yun Potian! With you, Yun Potian Why don't you worry about Lan Zong? You can only get stronger and stronger!"

"Or, I have to thank Xiao Yan for this. Without him, I would never have achieved such an achievement." Regardless of the random scattering of three thousand hairs, Nalan Yanran also showed a reminiscing expression.

"You won. If you keep your hand, we are still invincible. The victory is already divided." The white-bearded old man sighed, and then said nothing.