Murong Yanran dared to accept the challenge, not because she had some method to defeat the enemy, but simply because there was no use in delaying the fight, so it was better to accept the challenge quickly and end it early.
Therefore, this is a duel that has ended before it even begins.
Murong Yanran did not passively fight, but went all out from the beginning. Unfortunately, at this moment, she and Xiao Yan were no longer equal opponents.
Naturally, there is no need to use the Flame Dragon Heavenly Armor, nor the Evil Glory Tyrant Sword, nor the two True Fires, nor the Universe Mirror, nor even the Black Cloud Flag.
Even though he had already fought a fierce battle with Prince Chongyun first, Xiao Yan could still defeat Murong Yanran with only his own magic power.
All Liuguang Sword Sect disciples turned their faces away, they couldn't bear to look at the outcome of the battle.
The color on Murong Yanran's face had completely faded, but she still stood up straight and refused to fall down. Xiao Yan stood one step in front of her. The two stood face to face. From a distance, they looked like a beautiful couple.
But in fact, there is nothing charming between this man and woman.
"From the bottom of my heart, I did look down on you because of your strength back then. But today, facts have proven that I am indeed short-sighted."
Murong Yanran looked at Xiao Yan stubbornly. This was not an opponent she could defeat, not even her master. After seeing the powerful power of Xiao Yan's two true fires fused together, Murong Yanran believed that even her master Qing Ai
Even the ancestors are no longer Xiao Yan’s opponents.
"However, I have already said that even if time goes over again, I will still go to the Xiao family to break off the engagement! I don't need them to decide my marriage. I can't spend my life with a stranger."
Xiao Yan looked a little tired and said calmly: "I can't live my life with a stranger. I can't do that either."
"So, I never think it's wrong for you to break off the engagement, it's just that the method you chose is wrong. Unfortunately, as arrogant as you are, you will only take it for granted."
"However, to this day, there is no point in arguing about who is right and who is wrong. I don't need you to be a slave. After today, you and I will go our own ways and there will be no intersection."
"I originally thought that I don't need you to be a slave, but I have to admit my mistakes and admit defeat in public to return the face of my Xiao family. But now I think about it, it doesn't matter anymore. The winner has been decided. The world will have its own comments."
Xiao Yan sighed softly. Three years of hard work finally paid off today, as if a big stone had been lifted from his heart.
"The three-year agreement is over. Murong Yanran."
Xiao Yan looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, the True Fire Golden Elixir in his body kept vibrating, and endless fire suddenly ignited from his body.
The faces of Ancestor Ziyun, Ancestor Qing Ai and others all changed slightly. The expressions of Zhao Yan and other Liuguang Sword Sect disciples were even more solemn.
They are all experienced people, so they can naturally see that the fire surrounding Xiao Yan was not transformed by his own magic power, but Xiao Yan stripped out all the fire aura in the external space and turned it into a raging fire.
Knowing how to reach the sky, manipulating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for one's own use, the cultivation state of the middle stage of the golden elixir!
The battle with Prince Chongyun fully squeezed his limits, and the battle with Murong Yanran completely relieved the knot in his heart. Xiao Yan made a leap in both mana and state of mind, and successfully advanced to the middle stage of the Golden Elixir!
The catastrophe of Yin Fire, which countless people were shocked to hear in the early stages of the Golden Elixir, did not even cause any waves on Xiao Yan's body, and was walked over by Xiao Yan as if he were walking on flat ground, as if they did not exist at all.
The blazing firelight illuminated Murong Yanran's bewildered and pretty face, which made her look even paler instead of red.
In the fierce fire, Xiao Yan turned towards the direction of Lin Feng and fell down like a jade pillar pushing down a mountain of gold.
He didn't say a word, but everyone could feel Xiao Yan's mood at this moment.
Lin Feng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to support Xiao Yan, and already supported Xiao Yan to stand up.
Everyone in the Liuguang Sword Sect looked at the pair of masters and disciples in a daze.
Ancestor Chixia's eyes suddenly turned to the little boy and Yue Hongyan on the side. After a long time, he sighed: "It's not an unfair defeat."
Ancestor Qing Ai's face was ashen and he didn't say a word, while Ancestor Ziyun said in a deep voice: "This master of Xuanmen is an extremely protective person..."
The Flowing Light Sword Master glanced at Murong Yanran, then suddenly waved his hand, and a white light rolled up Murong Yanran.
"From now on, Murong Yanran will be my personal disciple, and I will personally teach Taoist sword techniques."
All the disciples of the Flowing Light Sword Sect were shocked. Even Patriarch Ziyun and other Yuan Ying stage ancestors were slightly in an uproar, and Patriarch Qing Ai was even more stunned.
No one thought that a crushing defeat would allow Murong Yanran to rise to the top and become the direct disciple of the sect's main lightsaber master.
Outsiders don't know, but they know very well that Liuguang Sword Master has not accepted a direct disciple for hundreds of years.
Unexpectedly, the first lucky person in hundreds of years turned out to be Murong Yanran, who had lost all face in the Liuguang Sword Sect.
Lin Feng turned his head and looked at Liuguang Sword Master with a smile. Liuguang Sword Master, who had always been unsmiling, now had a faint smile on his face, but the sharpness in his eyes became sharper.
Lin Feng chuckled and tilted his head slightly: "Xiao Yanzi, it's the end for you, but for some people, it's just the beginning."
At this time, the flames around Xiao Yan dissipated, and he came to stand behind Lin Feng's body. Hearing this, he smiled slightly and said: "Some people, if I can beat her once, I can beat her for the rest of my life."
"The ambition is commendable." Liuguang Sword Lord said noncommittally, his eyes always fixed on Lin Feng: "There are many scenic spots on Xingyun Peak. Sect Master Lin wants to visit them."
Lin Feng smiled and said: "Let the younger generation go, I would rather exchange ideas with the Liuguang Sect Master."
The communication here does not mean a challenge, it is a simple communication in the literal sense. Of course, if the Flowing Light Sword Lord wants to fight, Lin Feng would not mind communicating with him in actual combat.
Lin Feng benefited a lot from the previous fight with Daoist Master Dao Xing. He also gained a better understanding of the realm of the soul and gained a lot.
The Flowing Light Sword Master naturally did not misunderstand Lin Feng's meaning. He took a deep look at Lin Feng. Lin Feng could feel the fighting intent hidden in his heart, but the Flowing Light Sword Master forcibly suppressed this impulse.
"Let the juniors move around more, Sect Leader Lin, please."
The little boy had not dissipated his magic power. At this time, he was still standing on the ground with the body of the three-foot-tall wind and thunder ghost god. After hearing the conversation between Lin Feng and Liuguang Sword Lord, he immediately turned to look at Zhao Yan and said angrily:
"Four red-feathered cranes, don't forget, they are four!"
Tuntun on the side nodded vigorously, thought for a while and said: "Tianhao, add two more!"
When the little boy heard this, he immediately sat on the ground and raised the price, and said to Zhao Yan: "Now I want six!"
All the disciples of the Flowing Light Sword Sect looked up to the sky speechlessly, and Patriarch Ziyun and others also had their mouths twitching.
Zhao Yan's face turned black: "I actually lost to such a foodie!"
Lin Feng, who had already turned around and left, felt the urge to hold his forehead and sigh.
Because the battle with Prince Chongyun was too shocking, Xiao Yan's subsequent duel with Murong Yanran was obviously anticlimactic, but perhaps because of this, everyone in the Liuguang Sword Sect felt much better psychologically.
Murong Yanran was accepted as his direct disciple by Liuguang Sword Master. Although Liuguang Sword Master said nothing, everyone could see that this powerful Yuan Shen wanted to teach Murong Yanran carefully and hoped that Murong Yanran could personally regain this place in the future.
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Everyone in the Liuguang Sword Sect could only swallow this loss alive today.
Lin Feng was curious. Since he came with Xiao Yan, he was actually ready to start the movie with Liuguang Sword Master. Who knew that the sword cultivator Yuanshen, who was always going forward, was shrinking.
This is naturally not because Liuguang Sword Master is afraid. There is no word retreat in the sword cultivator's dictionary. If there was, then it would be impossible for him to reach the realm of the soul.
Lin Feng murmured in his heart: "What wish did Wu Qingrou make to Liuguang Sword Master to make this great swordsman so forbearing?"
Lin Feng was just curious about what Wu Qingrou wanted to do, but for Prince Chongyun, he was already extremely angry.
Not far from Xingyun Peak, Prince Chongyun stopped and turned around to look at Huang Jiugong calmly.
Anyone who is familiar with him knows that once the mood of the Crown Prince, who has always been violent and arrogant, calms down, it means that a more violent storm is about to come.
Huang Jiugong naturally understood this truth. He immediately took out a disk and injected it with magic power. A soft light flashed on the disk, and the light projected a figure in mid-air.
He was a middle-aged scholar in his thirties, dressed in commoner clothes. He looked simple and elegant, with an elegant face and deep eyes, which were as inclusive as the sea, yet bottomless and unpredictable.
Prince Chongyun looked at the middle-aged scholar quietly: "Xiang Wu, this time you have made Gu a little miserable."
This middle-aged scholar is Wu Qingrou, the first generation prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, a genius who can lead the Qin Dynasty with a mortal body.
Wu Qingrou heard this and said calmly: "This is just the first step of the plan. Your Highness does not need to be too anxious."
Prince Chongyun stared at Wu Qingrou for a long time: "Oh? Then may I ask Mr. Wu, how many steps does your plan have?"
"Three steps." Wu Qingrou replied calmly.
Prince Chongyun suddenly really calmed down. It was not the calm before the storm, but his whole person truly calmed down, and there was no ripple in his heart.
He may have character flaws of one kind or another, but to get to this point, he is not just a reckless man. When he thinks that the other person is inferior to him, he is extremely arrogant and arrogant, but when he faces someone who can make him value him,
, Prince Chongyun will truly calm down.
"Are Wu Xiang's three steps aimed at the orphans or others?"
Prince Chongyun suddenly asked, and when Wu Qingrou heard his words, a smile suddenly appeared on her face.
He said slowly: "Aiming at people who are not good for the Qin Dynasty."
Shi Chongyun's eyes flashed and he said thoughtfully: "The first step is to make the conflict between you and Gu public, to wipe out Gu's face and give others the illusion that Gu's position is unstable... No, it's not that simple.
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He suddenly raised his head, stared at Wu Qingrou and said slowly: "You want people to think that you and the Great Qin royal family are on opposite sides, and that you want to use the power of the prime minister to check the power of the monarch?"
Wu Qingrou said lightly: "Who do I want to think so?" (To be continued...)
ps: There was an unexpected situation and the update was late. I apologize to everyone.