"Rest assured. This battle between Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran is destined to reach a final conclusion."
Su Tian smiled faintly, glanced at Nalan Yanran's pretty face, now filled with confusion, and slowly spoke.
Hearing this, Hai Bodong raised his brows and gave Su Tian a meaningful look.
"If there is nothing urgent, Sect Master Yun Yun, my battle with Nalan Yanran is not over yet..."
Xiao Yan took a deep breath, suppressing all the complicated emotions in his heart. When he raised his head again, his eyes were already calm.
Then Xiao Yan stopped looking at Yun Yun and turned his gaze toward Nalan Yanran.
"Today's battle must end with a result between us."
"That is what I want, too."
Meeting Xiao Yan's gaze, Nalan Yanran showed not the slightest fear. Though she did not know what had happened between Yun Yun and Xiao Yan, her pride would never allow her to lose to him.
Bang!
A muffled impact rang out in an instant.
Xiao Yan suddenly accelerated like a cannonball, hurtling straight toward Nalan Yanran.
Seeing this, Yun Yun instinctively shifted her feet, only to stop a moment later.
Yun Yun knew full well that, given her position, she could not stop this battle. All she could do now was watch as Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran clashed again.
"Yao Yan..."
Meanwhile, seeing Xiao Yan charge at her again, Nalan Yanran let out a sharp cry and swung the longsword in her hand.
Clear sword cries suddenly rang out, one after another.
"Extreme Wind, Sword Rain Break!"
Nalan Yanran cried out, rapidly swinging her longsword. A rain of swords seemed to appear, blocking everything before her and unleashing a keen, piercing edge.
The thought flashed through her mind, instantly sending violent ripples through Nalan Yanran's composure.
Just then,