"That's because your teacher just taught her the most basic set of swordsmanship and practice methods in the self-created Shura Sword Art."
A big hand pressed on Xiao Xun'er's head, rubbing her black hair into a mess that would make many women jealous.
"Teacher! Master!"
Xiao Xun'er turned her head, not dissatisfied at all, but happily fell into Qian Xue's arms behind her.
"Teacher, Master."
The Little Medical Fairy also saluted with Zi Yan, and a hint of excitement flashed in their eyes.
I thought that the teacher and the master would not be able to come this time, but I didn't expect that the two of them arrived after the battle started!
It's a pity that Xiao Yan didn't know that his teacher was here, otherwise his blood would definitely be boiling!
"Well, Xiao Yanzi doesn't seem to be slacking off these days."
Seeing the extremely heated battle in the small space, Qing Shui couldn't help but nodded.
Although it seemed to him that they were full of loopholes, compared to their peers or fellow practitioners, Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran were definitely invincible at the same level!
"Teacher, my master just said that the Shura Sword Technique you gave to Nalan Yanran is just the most basic one?"
Xiao Xun'er asked curiously, they always thought that Nalan Yanran's inheritance was similar to theirs, so they were a little bit slanderous in their hearts.
"Well, I didn't accept her as my disciple. How could I give her all the inheritance?"
Qianxue only felt that some of her disciples were a little cute, and they would actually struggle with such things.
She just combined several special skills and imitated her own chaos power to create such a set of skills. As for the real inheritance, she can naturally only teach it to her disciples.
"Then, there is no possibility of failure for Xiao Yan."
The little medical fairy turned her head and looked at Nalan Yanran with some emotion in the small space, gritting her silver teeth and pumping out her fighting spirit crazily.
You know, the current Xiao Yan is just in his most basic form.
Wrapped in strange fire, clan text, Buddha's Furious Fire Lotus that is a fusion of twenty kinds of strange fires, he has not used any of these trump cards yet!
"I see."
In the small space, Xiao Yan also understood that although the fighting skills displayed by Nalan Yanran were powerful, they were not beyond the understanding of this world, and he could completely handle it.
"It seems that Master Wife is not giving me too much trouble~"
Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief and thought happily.
In fact, Qianxue just didn't expect Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran to grow up so fast. She just wanted to put a little pressure on Xiao Yan, but she never thought about cultivating Nalan Yanran to Xiao Yan's level.
"Damn it, why is this happening!"
Unlike Xiao Yan's ease, Nalan Yanran, who had already used Shura Sword Art to the eighth sword, was very dissatisfied.
With all his strength, why couldn't he defeat Xiao Yan who was strolling in front of him?
Could it be said that Xiao Yan's talent is really far beyond his own, but in just three years, he will be reduced to a mere foil?
"Shura's Ninth Sword! Kill!"
Seeing that the eighth sword was easily blocked by Xiao Yan, Nalan Yanran let out a breath and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.
This set of Shura Sword Techniques was given to her by a mysterious woman when she left the Xiao family.
After her enlightenment, she realized that the power of this set of swordsmanship far exceeded what she had learned in her life. Let alone the ninth sword, even if she had only practiced the sixth sword, it was comparable to the advanced fighting skills of the earth level!
In three years, she practiced the Shura Sword Technique to the eighth sword, but she had not yet completed the ninth sword, so she did not understand the power of the ninth sword.
Now, if she wants to win against Xiao Yan, she can only take a gamble!
She bet that she could master the ninth sword in battle, and the power of this ninth sword was far beyond her imagination!
A long red sword penetrated the space and landed directly on Nalan Yanran's heart.
When she tried hard to swing the ninth sword, a figure of a woman standing tall appeared in her mind.
The crimson armor combined with the divine sword in her hand gave her an unparalleled shock!
"Have you gone through countless battles without losing a single one? Could it be that to master this ninth sword, what is needed is the will to win or the will to win?"
Nalan Yanran couldn't help but think about it. She had fought many battles in the past ten years.
But unlike Xu Ying, although Nalan Yanran is a genius, she does not have the ability to suppress an era, so she was often defeated in her childhood.
And after becoming a disciple of the Yunlan Sect, Nalan Yanran has never been defeated again!
As for after going to Zhongzhou, Nalan Yanran has never been at a disadvantage in any battle!
So if there is a desire to win or a will to win, she definitely has it!
"Shura's ninth sword, kill!"
A crimson shadow appeared behind Nalan Yanran. The shadow held a long sword in its hand. As Nalan Yanran waved the sword in her hand, the shadow also waved the long sword in her hand.
Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment. He looked at the phantom and felt the pressure from his soul for some reason!
You know, he has already reached the imperial realm soul!
"Strange Fire Eternal Ancient Ruler!"
Seeing the approaching blood-red sword, Xiao Yan did not hesitate to touch it, and a colorful ancient ruler appeared in his hand.
This is a fighting skill from ancient times that can only be practiced with strange fire. Generally, only Dou Emperor can keep up with its consumption, and Xiao Yan can only perform a simplified version of this fighting skill.
But even in the simplified version, the power of the Alien Fire Ancient Ruler far exceeds that of ordinary heaven-level fighting skills.
boom!
The blood-red long sword came into contact with the colorful ancient ruler, and the army was defeated in just an instant. Xiao Yan, holding the ancient ruler, easily pushed back Nalan Yanran hundreds of miles away!
puff!
Red blood sprayed into the sky. Nalan Yanran wiped the corners of her mouth, her hand holding the sword trembling.
Her ninth sword is tangible but not real!
"It seems like you want to use a fighting skill that you haven't mastered yet to deal with me?"
Xiao Yan stood there, frowning and slightly dissatisfied.
To be honest, he initially thought that the blood-red phantom was so powerful, but it turned out that he couldn't even take one of his moves. At that time, Xiao Yan knew that Nalan Yanran had not mastered this move at all!
At this time, outside the small space, Xiao Xun'er, the three little doctor fairies, looked at the crimson shadow appearing behind Nalan Yanran, and fell into deep thought for a while.
"Don't think about it, that's a ray of power left in it when I created the Shura Sword Art. I didn't expect her to be so compatible with the Shura Sword Art. Just a small inheritance can allow her to win my The thought transmission of that power.”
Qianxue also felt a little emotional. When she first taught Nalan Yanran the Shura Sword Technique, she never thought that such a thing would happen!
"It seems that Nalan Yanran has thoroughly understood your teachings. Do you want to accept her as your disciple in the future?"
Qing Shui Mo on the side smiled and joked that he did not expect that Nalan Yanran could fight with Xiao Yan to such an extent. You must know that Xiao Yan's equipment is calculated according to the world's top level!
Nalan Yanran has no strange fire, no skills that can be advanced, and no blood nourishment from ancient races. She has climbed to this point purely by relying on her own efforts and a little bit of luck. It can be said that few people can do it. Even better than her!
"If she can really understand the inheritance I gave her, I wouldn't mind having one more disciple."
Qianxue chuckled lightly. She liked hard-working children very much, which reminded her of what she was like back then.
In the small space, after the Ninth Sword failed to be used, Nalan Yanran has been suppressed and beaten by Xiao Yan.
Although the Strange Fire Ancient Ruler consumes a lot of fighting energy, with the constant blessing of twenty kinds of strange fires, Xiao Yan can barely keep up with the consumption.
On the contrary, it was Nalan Yanran. The power of Shura's first eight swords was far inferior to that of Yihuo Heng Ancient Ruler. She was beaten back and forth and was completely defeated.
"hateful!"
Seeing that she was about to lose, Nalan Yanran took advantage of Xiao Yan's heavy attack and was unable to look back, and forcefully took a strange fire ancient ruler, and then used Xiao Yan's power to distance herself from him.
Another ball of blood mist spurted out, but this time it was burned up by the strange fire surrounding Xiao Yan before it could disperse in the air.
"What exactly is missing?"
Nalan Yanran gasped, her arms hanging down weakly, her left arm had been destroyed by the blow just now.
Fortunately, her right arm was not destroyed, otherwise she would have had to admit defeat!
After having a little time to breathe, Nalan Yanran began to think about the bottleneck she encountered when practicing the Ninth Sword.
No matter what, she couldn't fully integrate her energy and spirit into the ninth sword. This also caused the ninth sword to look powerful, but in fact it was far less powerful than the previous swords.
If she wants to defeat Xiao Yan, she can only do her best to understand the mystery of the Ninth Sword, and only then can she have a little hope.
Yes, a little bit of hope.
Unlike Xiao Yan who didn't pay much attention to Nalan Yanran, Nalan Yanran, who knew that Xiao Yan had an extremely powerful teacher, knew very well that Xiao Yan had many trump cards that he had not used.
Whether it is the many high-level fighting skills, the Buddha's Furious Fire Lotus that he frequently used in Zhongzhou, or the secret method that can elevate his strength to another level, as long as any one of the trump cards appears, she will fall immediately. defeat!
She doesn't want to lose!
"The ninth sword, kill!"
The blood-red phantom appeared again, and it was just like before. The long sword instantly collapsed the moment it came into contact with the strange fire ancient ruler. However, this time Nalan Yanran was well prepared and quickly pulled away, only suffering a little pain. Minor injuries.
"It's useless. Your heart is not strong. It will be difficult to break through in battle."
Xiao Yan dispersed the Strange Fire Heng Ancient Ruler and looked at the former talented girl, unable to help but reveal a wry smile.
He has made breakthroughs many times in battle, but every time he faced a breakthrough, he believed in himself and believed that he could definitely do it.
Nalan Yanran even tried to retreat just now, so how could she achieve a breakthrough in a last-ditch battle?
"Isn't your heart strong?"
Wiping away the blood from the corner of her mouth again, Nalan Yanran slowly closed her eyes.
The blood-red figure appeared in front of her eyes again. This time she followed the shadow's footsteps, holding a long sword and fighting in all directions!
In the small space, feeling Nalan Yanran's surging fighting spirit, Xiao Yan did not choose to attack, but stood quietly on the spot.
When dealing with a mortal enemy, one must never hold back and allow the opponent to have a chance to counterattack. However, he and Nalan Yanran were not mortal enemies, they only fought because of the issue of face.
In addition, the other party had a bit of inherited friendship from his master's wife, so Xiao Yan really couldn't kill him.
In the virtual space, Nalan Yanran followed the footsteps of the shadow with difficulty. She couldn't remember how many times she fell on the battlefield.
Every time she fell, she forced herself to stand up. The number of enemies who died in her hands had already exceeded five figures!
"Are you enlightened?"
After the battle was over again, the shadow stood on the spot with its sword standing, her not-so-tall back covering the blazing sun in the sky.
Youyou's words made Nalan Yanran feel a little confused.
What did she realize?
This long-term fighting has already smoothed her heart, and to this day she no longer knows why she appears here.
"Get out."
Xuying sighed, then waved his long sword in his hand, and Nalan Yanran immediately disappeared from the spot.
"A good seedling, what a pity."
Buzz!
In the dimensional space, Nalan Yanran suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground. The momentum around her became extremely weak. Xiao Yan on the other side squinted his eyes for a while, and then a flame was directly injected into Nalan Yanran. inside the body.
Three thousand flames of fire!
"Thank you."
After half an hour of treatment, Nalan Yanran finally regained her consciousness. She looked at her hands and thanked Xiao Yan with a complicated expression.
"Come on, keep going!"
It seemed like hundreds of years had passed in the virtual space. In fact, only a few minutes had passed in the dimensional space. Nalan Yanran stood up and mobilized the remaining fighting energy in her body.
"Although you know it's a losing word, do you still have the guts to lose?"
Outside the small space, Qingshui Mopo looked at the battle inside with some sadness.
To be honest, Nalan Yanran's character is pretty good, she just didn't play too hard.
Without himself, without Yao Lao, and without those three years of tempering his character, Xiao Yan's future achievements may not be as good as Nalan Yanran's.
However, there are no ifs in this world.
"Nalan Yanran, in order to prevent you from feeling unwilling to lose, I will use this move to end the battle."
Xiao Yan took a deep breath, twenty kinds of strange fires of different colors wrapped around him, and then many strange fires gradually merged.
A gorgeous colorful lotus appeared in Xiao Yan's palm. Many Zhongzhou strongmen who had seen the power of this move twitched their faces. They felt the energy fluctuations transmitted from the mirror. Although they wanted to be harsh, they had to admit it. Most people simply can't take the hit!
Among them, there are even many veteran strong men who have indulged in half-saints for many years.
If Xiao Yan steps into the semi-saint realm, I am afraid that his Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus will be enough to threaten the real fighting saint!
"Is this the last resort? It looks like I have to say sorry to you in advance."
Nalan Yanran showed a smile, her eyes were magnanimous, and there was no look of reluctance or regret at all.
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