Nalan Yanran moved her delicate hand slightly, and a pale green longsword appeared, clasped firmly in her grip.
Faint green gusts swirled continuously around its blade.
Within those gusts, sharp wind blades spread outward, occasionally shooting free and leaving scratches of varying depths across the hard floor.
Then Nalan Yanran flourished her longsword, pointing its sharp tip straight at Xiao Yan.
Warm sunlight streamed into the hall from outside, falling upon the longsword in Nalan Yanran's hand and drawing a chilling gleam from its blade.
Facing Nalan Yanran's fierce offensive, Xiao Yan's face beneath his black robe remained utterly unruffled.
A cold glint flickered in his pitch-black eyes.
I've waited far too long for this day.
Xiao Yan murmured softly to himself. Yao Lao could not help sighing inwardly, but did not interrupt.
As Dou Qi continued rising from their bodies, the atmosphere in the hall instantly grew heavy. Seeing Nalan Yanran actually engage such a powerful opponent, everyone fixed their eyes on them.
Not far away, an odd smile spread across Su Tian's handsome face at the sight.
"Heh heh heh. Who would've thought my brilliant decision would let me witness their battle ahead of time? How interesting."
As he spoke, Su Tian stamped down hard, dodging a broadsword that came cleaving furiously toward him from behind.
The next moment, Su Tian clenched his right fist and twisted around, driving a punch wrapped in powerful Dou Qi straight into the Mo Clan expert's chest.
"Pfft..."
Under Su Tian's formidable assault, the Mo Clan expert had almost no chance to fight back and immediately spat out a mouthful of crimson blood.
Then the Mo Clan expert flew straight backward like a cannonball.
Bang...
Bang...
Bang...
The Mo Clan experts behind him had no time to dodge and were knocked