I am Nalan Yanran

Chapter 297 Come Again!
"That's right, this guy!" Nalan Yanran's gaze was like a sword.

Huang Xuanzhi let out a muffled snort, his figure swayed, almost fell from the air, blood flowed out from the seven orifices.

Among the divine beasts, except for a few special races that are good at the power of the soul, the rest are weak in the way of the soul, not to mention, how can Huang Xuan, an earthly supreme, resist Nalan Yanran's attack.

Even Huang Jin didn't expect Nalan Yanran to do it directly.

"Lanfeng Sword God, isn't that too much!" Huang Jin waved his palm, and a golden feather pierced through the air, charging straight towards Nalan Yanran, and the target was Nalan Yanran's arm.

"Is it too much? I didn't kill him, I did it for the sake of you and Qing'er!" Nalan Yanran raised her arm, and the Rainbow Sword roared out, facing the flying golden feathers.

The Lanfeng sword technique was deployed, and the three sword shadows broke the golden feathers into pieces and went away with the wind.

The expressions of the three people beside Huang Jin became serious. Huang Jin was a saint-grade heavenly supreme late stage, and his ability was a monster. Even if he did not transform into a divine beast, this blow was enough to make a new saint-rank The strong man took it seriously, but Nalan Yanran was very relaxed, not bulky at all.

"That's right, but the strong in this world are respected!" With a flick of the huangjin sleeve robe, he stepped out and punched Nalan Yanran.

Nalan smiled sweetly, the sword intent in Tianhong Sword became stronger, and he slashed out with one strike!All the space that passes through is shattered.

When the fist and sword were about to catch, there was a loud buzzing sound, Nalan Yanran and Huang Jin retreated at the same time, and Nalan Yanran retreated a greater distance.

Ming Yeyue stared at the two of them, feeling somewhat dissatisfied with Nalan Yanran's behavior of robbing her opponent, this guy should belong to me, why did you guys start fighting right away!

"Hey!" Ling Ling sighed, and when she raised her hand, a series of spiritual seals flew up, separating the cloud mist sect below from the battle above, preventing the aftermath from reaching the misty cloud sect. At the same time, she took a step back and stood Behind Han Wuxin.

"Grand Master!" Feng Qin exclaimed, and stepped forward, the red golden flame in her palm was burning, turning into a flame cover, covering Ming Yeyue and the other four people, obviously intending to capture them directly with the power of her holy grade, Tian Zhizun. The next four people.

Ming Yeyue looked at the scarlet golden flames that enveloped her, and snorted coldly, and swung out her white and tender fists, directly opening the sky full of flames with huge force.

Ming Yeyue is a little upset right now, and it happened that Feng Qin came up to her.

Feng Qin's eyebrows were slightly condensed, and the red golden flame attached to the palm of her hand, hitting Ming Yeyue with a palm.

Ming Yeyue did not dodge or dodge, a purple-black halo attached to the fist, and punched towards the palm of the flame.

The flame and halo exploded suddenly, Feng Qin let out a muffled snort, and retreated instantly.

"Forget it, just let it go! You two go up together!" Ming Yeyue said.

Huang Yi, who was initially taken aback by the collision of the four, turned dark, and the two of them went up together, obviously including him!
In Nalan Yanran's hands, the Lanfeng sword technique was deployed, between the light of the sword and the shadow of fists, Nalan Yanran and Huang Jin continued to rise into the air.

Ming Yeyue and Fengqin fought hard, and Fengqin was bounced away again. The huge force made Fengqin, who was in the body of a beast, a little bit unbearable.

At this time, Huang Yi couldn't continue to watch, a series of thunder pythons spread out from his body, and the dark purple thunder that destroyed the world filled people's field of vision.

Huang Yi gathered the thunder from his whole body, and the thunder python turned into a thunder hammer, and punched Ming Yeyue.

Ming Yeyue let out a sinister grin, and took the initiative to walk towards the thunder hammer. Under the violent thunder, Ming Yeyue punched out again, and the thunder in the sky turned into nothingness.

The thunder dissipated, and the sea of ​​flames raged down. Ming Yeyue still did not dodge or evade, strong against strong, and met the enemy with absolute strength. Moreover, with one against two, she still had the upper hand.

Huang Xuanzhi quickly moved towards the direction of the sealed Huanggang.

Feng Qing'er hesitated for a moment, the power of wind and thunder enveloped Huang Xuanzhi, and suppressed Huang Xuanzhi in place!
Huang Xuanzhi looked at the perfectly fused power of wind and thunder, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

"So?" Ling Ling looked at the two battle groups and said, "What are we doing up here? We'll be done watching the show down there!"

Han Wuxin looked at the battle above him with burning eyes, and said: "The Phoenix King is the Holy Grade Heavenly Sovereign, and his strength is so strong, so naturally he should have some respect, and he should be treated with caution, and we also have work to do! "

"What?" Ling Ling looked curiously at Han Wuxin who rarely spoke.

"Watch him!" Han Wuxin pointed to the space where Huanggang was trapped.

Ling Ling's mouth twitched.

Perhaps it was because of the tacit understanding that none of them used the form of divine beasts or the supreme dharma form. After all, this place is close to the evil realm. If you try your best and let the evil clan take advantage of it, the gain will not be worth the loss.

Huang Jin's is still a pair of iron fists, and Nalan Yanran's long sword head-to-head, while amazed by Nalan Yanran's strength, she is also increasing her strength little by little.

With Huangjin's continuous improvement, Nalan Yanran is becoming more and more stretched.

Nalan Yanran was forced to retreat by the strength of Huang Jin's fist, Huang Jin's face showed excitement, and her figure rushed in extremely fast.

At his level, it is extremely difficult to have a fight. Although Nalan Yanran is still far behind, even now, a fight is hard to come by.

Nalan Yanran sighed, and fully used the Double Energy and Breathing Wind Technique. Under the two supernatural powers, Nalan Yanran's offensive became more violent. Kim's fist popped open.

A bloodstain appeared on Huang Jin's fist, Huang Jin was stunned for a moment, then a more powerful force burst out, he did not erase the bloodstain, but rushed towards Nalan Yanran again.

Under the great battle, the aura in the sky was constantly fluctuating.

Countless eyes turned to this place, witnessing this one of the few world-shattering battles.

In the late stage of the immortal stage and the late stage of the sacred stage, even if Huangjin did not use the form of a divine beast, Nalan Yanran was proud enough.

The strong wind gathered in the long sword, Nalan Yanran slashed down with a sword, the empty sky was torn as if a piece of paper was directly torn, and the spiritual energy, air, and sound all disappeared.

Huang Jin was taken aback, laughed, and instead of retreating, she moved forward, facing her sword that seemed to tear everything apart, and punched out, as if there was a sound between heaven and earth again.

The essence of the realm power of the Supreme Being is to attract the spiritual power of the heavens and the earth and bless oneself, so one has the ability to control the majestic power of the heavens and the earth after cultivating to the holy rank.

In the eyes of everyone, the sky and the earth are constantly transforming between the virtual and the real, as if two worlds are wrestling, and then two figures pop up in the void, it is Nalan Yanran and Huang Jin.

Nalan Yanran looked even more embarrassed, her hair was a little disheveled, and her hands trembled slightly.

There were more sword marks on Huang Jin's Chinese dress, and there were some blood stains on it.

"Again?" Huang Jin asked.

"Come again!" Nalan Yanran's whole body of sword intent was as sharp as a blade, it was more than a little stronger just now, but her spiritual power did not improve much.

The two figures collided again in the air, and the endless pressure squeezed Ling Ling's spiritual formation.

(End of this chapter)