Chapter 720 Wang Yan's corresponding smile

The clear voice was transmitted in the air at the top of the mountain, as if it had some kind of magic, making this area silent, with only those eyes, locking the two people on the stage without blinking.

In the gathering of countless eyes, Wang Yan also looked up slightly and looked at the slender woman in front of him. Indifferent eyes, there were some fluctuations, and his originally emotionless face also raised a rather complicated expression at this moment.

"You have been so calm since you were a child. After so many years, I didn't expect that you still haven't changed at all." Wang Yan said in a hoarse voice.

"Brother Wang Yan, you have changed a lot." Ying smiled and looked at the face, which was actually young, but looked particularly vicissitudes, and whispered.

Wang Yan smiled faintly, and then he was silent for a moment. He said, "The purpose of my return is that I want to be as smart as you. I should have guessed it a long time ago. You know my character. If I fight later, I won't keep my hand..." Ying Xiaoxiao's chest fluctuated slightly and in He said, "Brother Wang Yan should also know me." Her words didn't say anything, but Wang Yan also knew the meaning of her words. There was a trace of gloom in the indifferent eyes, and then shook his head: "In the future, I will thank Daozong with my life." Ying Xiao smiled and sighed and stopped talking. Now Wang Yan is extremely paranoid. He can't listen to any words. In this case, he can only see the truth.

"Brother Wang Yan, let's do it." Feeling the bright eyes of Ying Xiaoxiao, Wang Yan's palm slowly clenched, and then the dark color in his eyes began to converge, and the indifference and numbness emerged again.

Outside the stage, Ying Huanhuan looked at the two people in the field. The jade hand couldn't help clenching it tightly, and his lips were tightly squeezed, and immediately the lip line drew a somewhat sad expression. In front of him, I think no one wants to see it,

On the high platform seat, Ying Xuanzi's eyes were as quiet as a deep pool, staring at the field, and then his eyes were slightly closed, as if sighing and waving his hand.

Seeing him like this, the deacon in the field nodded, and then suddenly waved his palm: "The test begins!"

Boom!

The two magnificent and surging Yuanli gushed out of the two people [body] from the stage at almost the same time. The strength of the Yuanli, even those personal disciples in the four halls are moved by it. The nine-yuan Nirvana, the peak of the Nirvana, such a level is really unfathomable.

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Ying Xiaoxiaoyu's hand was gently held, and a three-foot green front was lingering around the blue light, flashing from her hand. A cold light reflected into the pair of beautiful pupils, and then her figure had turned into a light and shadow.

Light and shadow, like a slender lightning, appeared in front of Wang Yan in a flash. The sharp Qingfeng directly brought a sharp and straight arc and stabbed Wang Yan's face.

And at the moment when Ying Xiaoxiao's offensive arrived, Wang Yan also suddenly made a move. At that moment, a fierce and cold spirit suddenly burst out from its [body], and then his two fingers burst out, and then the blue front directly came from the thorn was caught in between.

Oh!

The sharp sword light suddenly froze when it was still an inch away from Wang Yan's eyebrows. Wang Yan stepped out in one step, and his fingers scratched from the Qingfeng sword, and then it was like a poisonous snake, pointing heavily to the jade hand holding the sword with a smile.

Ying smiled and her eyes condensed. She could feel the terrible power condensed by Wang Yan's fingertips. Immediately, her wrist was suddenly closed, and a bright blue light broke out above the long sword, and then the cold voice suddenly sounded: "Tianhang Sanhuā Sword!"

Shhhh!

The blue light roared, almost in an instant, that is, it turned into three blue light swords huā. Above the sword huā, there is a trace of the release of the sword light that is restrained to the extreme, and a kind of extreme nose killing power spread out.

Lin Dong's eyes, as soon as the three swords appeared, his eyes condensed. He could feel the power of the sword. If a strong man in the eight-yuan Nirvana was hit in the front, he must be seriously injured. Ying Xiaoxiao could be the first person in the young generation of Taoism, but it was really not false.

In the face of Ying Xiaoxiao's offensive, Wang Yan also did not show any slightance. He hurriedly stepped back two steps and held it in the palm of his hand. The black sword behind him suddenly flew out and fell into his hand.

"Dark Demon Kill!"

Wang Yan held a black epee in his hand, with a cold face and no beautiful swordsmanship at all. His magnificent power surged crazily, and then he cut down angrily with a sword.

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The huge black sword light, like a drill, came straight out of the tip of Wang Yan's sword, and then tore the air, fighting heavily on the three gorgeous swords!

Bang!

The deep voice burst in the air, and then the black light burst out, and the extremely sharp sword light, as if out of control, poured out crazily, directly cutting the whole site into holes.

A wisp of sword light swept over Wang Yan's face, with a blood stain, but he didn't even blink his eyes. Instead, he stretched out his tongue and licked the blood stain. It looked quite fierce.

Pow!

Wang Yan's figure flashed out again. With the epee in his hand, he drew the fierce track of the Taoist road and covered the key points of Ying Xiaoxiao. His move was completely different from that of Ying Xiaoxiao. In the fierceness, his anger was revealed. Obviously, over the years of fighting, he tempered his fierce fighting style.

In the face of Wang Yan's fierce attack, Ying Xiaoxiao did not give up at all. The majestic power of the nine-yuan Nirvana was urged at this moment. The three-foot green front, with a heinous sword, was with Wang Yan's head-on regret.

Tinkling.

The two figures were staggered in the ghostly stage. The sword bodies touched each other, the fire splashed away, and the overflowing sword spirit directly cut the stage into a mess.

Many eyes gathered at the two ghosts, and the fierce sword spirit that permeated from there made many people's scalp numb. They knew that if it were them, they would have been cut to pieces by those swords...,

"What a fierce sword spirit..."

In the area where the disciples of the wilderness hall are located, Pang Tong and others looked at the arena with shock and couldn't help smacking their tongues.

"Sister Xiaoxiao's strength is really strong. Even Brother Wang Yan can't help her. Brother Lin Dong, which of them has a better chance of winning this competition?" Fang Yun praised, and then asked Lin Dong with a smile.

Lin Dong frowned slightly and immediately shook his head slightly. He did not make any conclusion, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a slight worry.

The situation in the field is indeed up and down. Ying Xiaoxiao's strength is not weaker than Wang Yan at all, and the attack and defense are also quite perfect, but compared with Wang Yan, she is less ruthless.

It can be seen that Wang Yan is a person who has experienced a real life-and-death battle. Between his offensive, there is a kind of ruthlessness that goes without return. This kind of person, like desperate Sanlang, is most willing to pay a small price,

In exchange for significant benefits...

And the fight between the strong, sometimes, as long as the momentum is slightly controlled by the other party, it will completely fall into the disadvantage, and even be found by the other party and killed in one move.

So, although the current situation is still good, Lin Dong knows that Wang Yan is just looking for that kind of opportunity, and a figure like him, once he seizes the opportunity, the next offensive will definitely end this game...

"I hope the sister Xiaoxiao can be aware of it"

Lin Dong sighed in his heart. He was not familiar with Wang Yan, so he was naturally happy that Ying Xiaoxiao could win the contest.

Thinking about it, his eyes suddenly looked at the Tiandian area in the distance, where the girl with a ponytail stood graceful, and her delicate cheeks were full of tension and some deep hidden uneasiness. She also seemed to have found something.

The girl's perception seemed to be quite keen. When Lin Dong looked at her, she also turned her head and looked at Lin Dong with a pair of bright big black eyes.

Looking at each other like this, the girl no longer blushed, but the beautiful and bright eyes flashed through some sad colors, like dark clouds on the blue sky, which made people feel a little distressed.

"Alas."

Lin Dong sighed softly, turned his head and turned his eyes to the stage, and his eyes flashed slightly.

(The two chapters were written together and sent out together.)