Three years is enough to change many things.

But the actual three years are very short. Not to mention three years, it is only thirty years or three hundred years, and it is just a drop in the ocean for this world.

However, for the young girls at this time, these three years represent many things.

By now, things have changed!

As the sentence began, the fighting spirit in Xiao Yan's body suddenly rose.

Feeling the powerful fighting spirit rising from Xiao Yan's body, a trace of surprise flashed in Nalan Yanran's eyes. The boy who had been rolling his eyes and ridiculed in the Xiao family back then was really completely different now.

The jade hand held the long sword in the light green, and the small green wind rolled and floated on the sword body. In the wind, the sharp wind blade stretched and shone out, occasionally shooting out, leaving a big and deep scratch on the hard bluestone slab. The sword body gradually moved upwards and pointed at Xiao Yan from afar. The sharp sword edge reflected the sunlight, and the forest light was stern.

As the fighting spirit rose above the two of them, the atmosphere on the huge square suddenly became condensed, and the surroundings became quiet again. All their eyes were betting on the two of them. Many people wanted to know how far the waste boy could have been able to go after three years of cultivation?

In the venue, Xiao Yan slowly closed his eyes and immediately let out a long breath. His eyes suddenly opened, and blue fireworks flashed by in his dark eyes. The fighting spirit on his body also became much deeper again at this moment.

Holding the ruler's handle tightly with his palm, feeling the heaviness that kept coming, Xiao Yan raised his eyes and stared at the woman opposite him with a willow leaf. In the air, his eyes were both a little complicated.

"After the three-year agreement, your previous grievances will be completely settled today. I hope that after today, all disputes will stop on the stage."

Yun Ling looked at the two men who had become tit-for-tat to the wheat, and coughed lightly. However, before he could speak, his face stopped looking a little ugly again.

Because at this time, Xiao Yan in that scene was already under the gaze of countless gazes, he ignored his words and took the lead in breaking the momentum. He waved the heavy ruler and suddenly turned into a black shadow, rushing towards Nalan Yanran fiercely.

"Let's fight! Nalan Yan! It's been three years!" As the shadows collided, the low growl that had been suppressed for three years could not help but spread from the throat.

Under the eyes of everyone in the square, the black shadow was like an angry monster, lightly against the Xuan Chong ruler on the ground, and directly on the bluestone along the way, bringing out a long spark and deep traces.

Nalan Yanran's face was calm and rushing towards her. Her skills were wind attributes, so her speed and light body skills were what she was best at.

When Xiao Yan was about to follow his ten meters around him, Nalan Yanran finally made some moves. She tapped the ground with her toes, and her body was floating and flickering like fallen leaves in the wind. In an instant, she interspered with the black figure rushing towards her.

At the moment of the attack, Nalan Yanran cut out the long sword in her hand very naturally.

With the help of the body attack, several tiny wind blades were already out of the sword first and cut towards Xiao Yan's neck.

The rapid impact suddenly paused, and the huge black ruler was lifted slightly. With the sound of jingling and some tiny sparks, the wind blades completely dissipated without even stopping Xiao Yan's attack.

After resisting the wind blade, Xiao Yan raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the graceful figure of his body passing by indifferently.

With his arm swing, the Xuan Chong Ruler brought a fierce energy and smashed it horizontally behind him.

The force of energy pressed Nalan Yanran's body against the floor skirt, pressing her tightly against her skin, and strapping out the slender and thin willow and 1 waist.

Feeling the whistling pressure behind him, Nalan Yanran raised her eyebrows lightly. It seemed that she was a little surprised that the other party was keen to perceive.

The long sword in his hand stabbed out suddenly, and the long sword of the pale green left a blue arc shadow in the air of the void.

The sharp tip of the sword seemed to penetrate the air and obstruct it.

With a crisp sound of "ding".

The tip of the sword was directly on the heavy ruler that hit the ground.

When the two touched each other, the powerful force contained on the huge ruler made the slender sword become a very thrilling arc.

The thrilling look that was about to break, made the Yunlan Sect disciples around him look a little surprised on their faces.

After being infused with the sword body of the Dou Qi, it was enough to withstand extremely huge gravity. At the first time of contact, the long sword was bent, which shows how terrifying the energy contained on the black ruler.

Qiang, who was invited to come, started to whisper, and looked at the two people fighting fiercely in the field and exclaimed.

The worst person who can be invited by Yunlan Sect to watch the battle is the strong man of Dou Ling. They can naturally see that the movements of the two are smooth and the fighting spirit are pure, and their strength may have reached the level of a fighting spirit.

This kind of strength is regarded as a guest of honor in many places. And it is very likely that this is not the full strength of the two.

And the two of them are only less than twenty years old, and this kind of talent is really terrifying.

It’s okay for Nalan Yanran, after all, it was carefully trained by Yunlan Sect. Xiao Yan, who was still a waste three years ago, achieved this in just three years. What kind of adventure did he have?

Some Dou Kings and even Dou Emperors' strong men sighed whether they had the strength of the two at the same age?

In the end, I could only sigh in my heart and smile helplessly.

"Senior Madara, why don't we make a bet?" Haibodong, who was watching the game, suddenly smiled.

Famo and Jia Lao who were beside him couldn't help but look at each other after hearing this. Haibo Dong said, "Pharaoh and Jia Lao should come too, just bet on how the outcome of the two of them today?"

"Oh, it's interesting!" Famo raised his eyebrows, stared at the battle on the field, and smiled.

He observed carefully for a moment, and then said, "Xiao Yan's offensive is fierce, and it is a powerful martial art. It looks like a flame and can suppress Nalan Yanran. However, Yunlan Sect still has its foundation. It has put in countless efforts for the three-year agreement. Although I was surprised by Xiao Yan's growth, I am still more optimistic about Nalan Yanran."

Old Jia nodded from the side and said, "Yes, the Pharaoh and I have the same view, but I think this will be a tough battle, and that Xiao Yan should not be underestimated, but in the end, Nalan Yanran will win!"

"Is that true!" Haibodong smiled, "I have a different view, but I can't say that I will win by defeating Xiao Yan."

The three of them expressed their opinions separately and turned their attention to Uchiha Madara.

"I wonder who do you think has a greater chance of winning?" Famo asked.

Uchiha Madara quietly looked at the two people on the field and said calmly, "Xiao Yan!"..
Chapter completed!