Doupo: Demon Shura

Chapter Fifty Two

The danger is imminent, Nalan Yanran conditioned to avoid it with her capacity. Soon, she realized to her horror that she couldn't move. Just as the surrounding space was frozen with her, I could only watch the fire crescent moon get closer and closer.

On the high platform, Elder Yun Yunzhong also discovered this situation, with different expressions.

"Sect Master, things are out of control. This Xiao Yan is really strong. Do we need..." Yun Leng frowned, his palms slowly stroking his beard, his voice filled with gloom.

"No." Xiu's eyebrows frowned, her beautiful eyes soaked with worry, but Yun Yun waved her hand firmly, "It's okay to teach her a lesson. I can afford Yun Yun's defeat, and Yun Lanzong can also afford it."

"Puff......"

Fire Crescent Moon slashed on Nalan Yanran's body, her pretty face turned pale for an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The immense strength made her fall to the ground, her jade hand flicked lightly, and the pale blue vindictive spirit gathered.

"Puff...cough cough..." There was a sudden pain in her mind, Nalan Yanran was caught off guard, and she squirted another mouthful of blood, and the smoke disappeared from her hands. As he coughed, his pupils shrank suddenly. Not far away, the black-robed boy stood facing the wind, with purple wings behind him slowly inciting, and his dark eyes looked at her indifferently and mercilessly.

"it's over."

With a light movement of his wrist, the Xuanzhong ruler, which was inserted diagonally into the ground not far away, burst into him. Xiao Yan held the Xuanzhong ruler, and the corners of his lips raised a slight smile.

While the wings were stirring, the figure suddenly appeared above Nalan Yanran, the Xuanzhong ruler had already been raised high and slammed down at Nalan Yanran.

"Yun Leng! The words of this sect master don't work anymore?" After intercepting the threatening words from Yun Leng to Xiao Yan, Yun Yun's pretty face became cold, and the eyes of the old man in white robe stared at the coercion of the Emperor of Fighting.

Yun Leng's complexion changed, no matter how unwilling he was in his heart, he could only die at this time.

The surging energy hit Nalan Yanran as much as possible. There were a few painful hums in his throat, and the blood slid down the corners of his mouth. The red color reflected the white and charming face, which was desolate and enchanting.

Seeing the shadow falling to the ground, there was silence all over the room.

"Ugh!"

Above the giant tree, Nalanjie's face was gloomy, and his straight body was slightly rickety. He sighed for a long time, the bitterness was too thick to dissolve.

After hearing Nalanjie's sigh, Mu Chen and others beside him had to smile bitterly at each other. A seventeen-year-old master who has only formally practiced for three years, his growth rate can only be described as horror.

"Ahem..."

In the silence, the cough became more pronounced. Nalan Yanran struggled to stand up straight, looking at Xiao Yan, who had already landed not far away, with an indifferent expression. Shell teeth bit her red lips tightly, and the stubbornness of her cheeks is exactly the same as before.

"Xiao Yan, you won today. However, even if time comes back, I will still go to Xiao's house to divorce. My marriage does not need them to be the masters. Ahem... I can't live with a stranger for a lifetime. I didn’t regret it when I retired.”

Xiao Yan looked at the stubborn girl, and his dark eyes were indifferent: "I never thought that you were wrong in your divorce, and I never said that you were wrong in your divorce. It's just that Nalan Yanran, you chose to divorce, and it was wrong."

"But the matter has come to this point, it is meaningless to be right and wrong. Nalan Yanran, no matter what agreement is made between you and me, this will be nullified. From now on, you and my Xiao Yan, and my Xiao family, there will be no more Half a thing."

Hearing this, Nalan Yanran's pretty face changed slightly, looking at the black robe boy who was smiling not far away, her beautiful eyes were complicated. Regardless of any agreement, all will be void. At first he was young and energetic, and he promised to be a slave if he failed. Originally, she had planned, she would definitely not fulfill her promise, for the honor of Yun Lanzong and Nalan family, she should fulfill her promise with death.

Never thought that Xiao Yan would make this decision.

"Everyone, the good show is over, let's go back to each house." Xiao Yan looked up and smiled at the crowd on the tall tree. Immediately focused on the blazing red shadow, the dark eyes softened in an instant, the spring breeze turned rain, warm and tender, "Mo'er, I live up to expectations."

The fox glanced at Nalan Yanran, her figure moved slightly, and she was already standing beside Xiao Yan. Xiao Mo stretched, and his quiet and elegant voice was lazy: "It's so boring. Third brother, let's go home."

"Okay." Xiao Yan's lips twitched lightly, and he laughed happily. Pulled the boy out of the square.

The sun shone from the sky, and the two figures looked unusually harmonious. Just as the two were about to set foot on the stairs, a faint old voice came faintly.

"The two stayed behind. For some things, you still need an explanation from the two of them to Yun Lanzong."

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, and he was confident that he was not exposed. What does Yun Lanzong want to do? Xiao Mo smiled indifferently, and those who couldn't afford to lose made excuses to save face. However, it is not the Yun Lanzong who has the final say whether it will save face in the end or lose face even more.

On the tree, Hai Bodong frowned and his eyes swept towards the center of the square. Yun Yun's complexion remained unchanged, and she stood facing the wind. The faces of Yun Leng and others were weird.

"Damn it, is it recognized?" In a low voice, Haibodong's vigorous fighting spirit was quietly operating.

Nalan Yanran wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and looked at Xiao Yan's back with a complicated expression. Immediately facing Yun Leng, he said, "Great Elder, in today's competition, Yan Ran is indeed inferior to humans."

"Yan Ran, it's not a matter of competition. You stand a little away for the time being." Yun Leng waved his hand, his expression was a little weird, but he was unexpectedly serious.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Mo glanced at each other and turned around.

"What's the matter?" The voice was faint, and his dark eyes were smiling.

Yun Leng stood up slowly, staring at Xiao Mo, and said in a deep voice, "I am Yun Lian, the elder of the Yunlan Sect. Mr. Xiao Mo will destroy the steps of the Yunlan Sect on the mountain. Then please call Mr. Xiao Mo. Stay in Yunlanzong for a while, fix the steps before you go."

With a word, the expressions of everyone around suddenly became weird. Fix the steps? Will the dignified Cloud Lanzong care about these? Isn't this a joke?

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, and just about to speak, Xiao Yan preemptively said: "Smashing the steps is also my part. Doesn't Elder Yun Ling want to keep both my brothers? Tsk tsk... Yun Lanzong just lost a game. The opponent who won in a blink of an eye disappeared. Elder Yun Ling, think about what everyone would think?"

"What about leaving you two behind?" Yun Leng's expression was gloomy, and his brows were filled with irritation. Immediately, he looked at Xiao Mo and smiled coldly, "Yun Lan Sect does not need to pursue the matter, as long as you defeat Yun Heng. Otherwise, Mr. Xiao Mo will stay obediently. As long as the repair of the steps is completed, my Yun Lan Sect promises to keep you intact. Go back without loss."

On the high platform, the last step, a middle-aged white robe stood up, his face is cold, his whole person is like a sharp long sword, with unmatched sword intent.

"Yun Lanzong can't afford to lose, it's not good for them!" Fa Ma frowned, muttering in confusion as he watched the changes in the field.

Jia Xingtian looked at Yun Yun who did not speak or move on the high platform, and thought of a certain possibility in his heart, and hesitated: "It seems that someone wants to keep Xiao Mo."

Hearing these words, Hai Bodong was also an exciting spirit, could it be said...this is in trouble now. But why does he want to keep Xiao Mo boy? Is there anything special about this kid?

"I will fight for Mo'er." Xiao Yan stared at Yun Leng, dark eyes deep. Damn it, it was me who won Nalan Yanran, staring at Mo'er for doing.

Xiao Mo, who had not spoken, suddenly looked at the high platform, smiling at the corners of his lips, and gleaming in his narrow eyes. Against the backdrop of the red clothes, the whole person was enchanting and evil, charming and charming, fascinating and depraved. ...

Everyone around was breathing stagnant, looking obsessed. The powerful and powerful returned to his senses in an instant, looking at Xiao Mo with horror in his eyes. Charm, it's not that they haven't come into contact with it, but the charm that can affect them is especially worthy of caution. In the life and death duel, no matter how small a mistake is, it is enough to make people go to hell.

"This request, Ben Shao has complied. I just hope that after Ben Shao wins, Elder Yun Leng won't make a mistake!" Speaking of this, his eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his eyes showed sarcasm, "After all, Elder Yun Leng does. Miles of conviction."

"Moer!" Xiao Yan looked at him with an anxious expression. His eyes flashed fiercely, and a blue flame appeared in his hand.

Xiao Mo waved his hand, his eyes were serious, and he smiled: "Don't worry! I won't lose." After he said, he secretly transmitted his voice to Xiao Yan: This is not so simple. . The third brother goes to Ebin first. I want to see Yun Lanzong, what tricks I play.

Seeing Xiao Yan leave, Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief. He faintly knew what Yun Lanzong did. Just waiting for verification.

"Elder Yun Heng is ready?"

On the high platform, Yun Heng stepped out, and in the blink of an eye, he landed on the square. Looking at the boy in red, he nodded. In the next instant, his brows moved slightly, his toes touched the ground, and the whole person retreated quickly.

At the same time, in front of Yun Heng, a mysterious long sword appeared, and then a red shadow suddenly appeared. Xiao Mo was not discouraged when he missed a hit. The spiritual power within the body surged, and the sword sounded in the side square. The long sword swept across, and Zhang Xu Jianqi broke out of the sword, slashing towards Yun Heng with Sen Leng's killing intent.

Yun Heng was a little surprised at his speed, but his expression remained unchanged. The long sword came out of its sheath and slashed down vertically, shattering the sword energy in front of him, without losing its momentum, and slashed straight towards Xiao Mo. The long sword slashed from Xiao Mo's shoulder, splitting him in half.

Under all eyes, Xiao Mo's body was chopped in half. Xiao Yan's complexion changed transiently, and his dark eyes were full of murderous intent.

Yun Heng was taken aback, his complexion changed immediately. No, the feeling passed by the hand is not right. Without any hindrance, this is not a human body.

"You are very good, and the sword is also good."

A quiet and elegant voice came from the other end of the square. Seeing him appear, everyone was stunned. What had been cut in half just now was only the afterimage. Immediately, he was shocked, how fast this had to be to create an illusion.

Xiao Mo has a long body, with a smile on his eyebrows. The long sword pointed diagonally, and the sword chants sounded crisply. Almost for an instant, an aura of killing the world rose from him. The strong murderous aura, as if permeating the smell of blood.