Just then, a dazzling burst of eerie white light flared, instantly engulfing the vision of many of those present.
Nalan Yanran remained where she stood, raising her head to gaze quietly at the sky.
The dazzling white light seemed to pose no obstacle to Nalan Yanran. Her bright, beautiful eyes remained fixed on the center of the explosion.
No one knew the power of the Wind Spirit Splitting Sword better than Nalan Yanran.
That move alone could never inflict any serious injury on the mysterious Black-Robed Man.
Even a seven-star Dou Shi would have found that last attack extremely difficult to withstand.
Against the mysterious Black-Robed Man, however, Nalan Yanran had no such confidence.
If I could defeat him this easily, I would be looking down on Dou Huang experts far too much.
Nalan Yanran understood that much very clearly.
Gradually, the eerie white light in the sky faded, revealing a black silhouette.
The instant that figure appeared, he shot toward Nalan Yanran. The piercing roar of his passage through the air made everyone's eardrums ache.
Boom, boom, boom...
The black figure hurtled toward her as though tearing through space itself. Nalan Yanran's expression shifted, and her beautiful eyes narrowed.
Sure enough, he's unharmed!
Once she could make out the mysterious Black-Robed Man, Nalan Yanran's gaze flickered, and she sighed inwardly.
Then she tapped her toes against the ground, her slender body gliding backward more than ten meters in an instant.
Bang...
Xiao Yan landed heavily, smashing into the spot where Nalan Yanran had stood with a tremendous crash.
Shattered stones flew everywhere, and cracks spread like a spiderweb through the billowing dust.
Only then did Nalan Yanran slowly bring her retreat to a halt.
Looking at where Xiao Yan had landed, Nalan Yanran knitted her delicate brows, her chest