They already have a chat group, why bother with the plot?

With his strength as a Battle King, he could naturally distinguish whether it was Battle Qi transformed into wings.

However, he only broke through to the Dou Wang level when he was over seventy years old. If he had such a flying fighting technique when he was young, he would be the most outstanding person below the Dou Wang level.

After being stunned for a moment, the many Yunlan Sect disciples breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

It's a flight combat technique, huh? That's good.

Otherwise, with such a young Dou Wang powerhouse, not only would Nalan Yanran be certain to lose, but even they would have to wonder if they had wasted all these years of cultivation.

Even so, countless Yunlan Sect disciples looked at Xiao Yan, who was standing facing Nalan Yanran, with complex expressions in their eyes.

They had originally planned to laugh at each other, but now they couldn't laugh at all.

Grand Elder Yunling was also too preoccupied to preside over this farce called the Three-Year Agreement.

He transformed his fighting spirit into wings and flew eagerly towards Ling Yu and the others.

They stopped in the space below Ling Yu and the others, and cupped their hands in greeting:

"I am Yun Ling, the Grand Elder of the Yunlan Sect. May I ask what brings you seniors to my Yunlan Sect?"

His face was full of respect.

This is his awe of the strong, despite his status as a mere fighting king.

"You are Yunling?" Ling Yu looked the old man in front of him over a few more times.

He was a major contributor to the destruction of the Yunlan Sect.

"My name is Yun Leng. May I ask how you should address me, senior?"

Yun Ling was puzzled, wondering how his name had caught the attention of the big boss.

"Just call me General Duanmu," Ling Yu said calmly.

"General Duanmu...?"

Yun Leng was stunned, then fell into a mental whirlwind.

None of the empires in this area have a general with the surname Duanmu.

After much thought, Yunling concluded that the other party was very likely from Zhongzhou.

"General, did you come here for Xiao Yan?" Yun Leng asked tentatively.

Ling Yu glanced at him and smiled, "I'm just worried that some people can't handle losing and will bully the weak. Don't worry, if you don't make a move, I won't make a move on you either."

Yunling was stunned, her breath caught in her throat.

Such blunt words were clearly a warning to him!

But how did the other party find out?

Regardless of the outcome today, Yun Ling is determined to keep Xiao Yan here.

After all, the dignity of the Yunlan Sect is inviolable.

For the third young master of a fallen family to stand on the same platform as the young sect leader of the Yunlan Sect is already a great disrespect.

But he never expected that Xiao Yan alone would involve so many powerful figures.

Among these people, the lowest level is that they have transformed their fighting spirit into wings.

Moreover, judging from the capabilities displayed by Ling Yu and his group, sweeping through the Jia Ma Empire wouldn't be a problem. Let alone their small Yunlan Sect.

Ling Yu's gaze made Yun Leng feel as if he had been seen through. He nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with an awkward smile, "General, you are joking. How could my Yunlan Sect do such a thing as bullying the weak?"

"That's hard to say. Alright, let's watch."

After a meaningful smile, Ling Yu casually flicked his wrist, and the space shifted. By the time Yun Leng came to his senses, he was already back on the ground.

This sense of powerlessness horrified Yunling.

He quickly bowed to Ling Yu, saying, "Thank you for giving me this much help, senior."

Ling Yu ignored him and looked away.

It was the stone platform where many elders of the Yunlan Sect sat cross-legged.

"Let's go there."

After Ling Yu finished speaking, he flew off in that direction, with the others following closely behind.

Then, Ling Yu sat down on the highest stone platform among them.

Yunling opened her mouth, but then closed it weakly.

Ling Yu was sitting in the seat reserved for the sect leader of Yunlan Sect, but Yun Leng dared not utter a single dissent.

This is the privilege of the strong.

If you're not happy about it, just keep it to yourself.

Ling Yu sat down on the stone platform and frowned slightly at the hard surface. Then he took out a soft cushion and laid it down.

Qingtan and Cuizi each took out a small table, set out candied fruits, dried fruits, and drinks, ready to watch the show unfold.

……

"Nalan Yanran, we meet again."

"For the past three years, I have been looking forward to this day every single moment."

In the square, Xiao Yan, having retracted his Wind Phoenix Wings, looked at Nalan Yanran, who appeared much more mature, and spoke calmly.

"Yes, you've changed so much..."

Looking at the spirited young man before her, Nalan Yanran's tone was complicated.

She used to use her power to suppress others, but now the roles have reversed, and the once-powerful Yunlan Sect has become the one being suppressed.

Hearing the感慨 in Nalan Yanran's tone, Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow slightly.

That once arrogant and proud young woman could actually show such an expression.

It's true that fortunes change.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Yan's calm voice came through.

What needs to be done tomorrow, let's finish it today.

"Today, I will show you who the real trash is."

As Xiao Yan spoke, he slowly gripped the handle of the ruler, then suddenly pulled it out. The Xuan Heavy Ruler, accompanied by a suppressive gust of wind, pointed diagonally at the ground, and the strong wind from the ruler's body blew up the dust on the ground.

"Atop the clouds, I stand proudly above the world; with me, Xiao Yan, there is heaven!"

"Nalan Yanran, your unlucky time has come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Zhongchi suddenly pointed at Nalan Yanran.

"Atop the clouds, standing proudly above the world?"

On the stone platform, Lin Dong pondered Xiao Yan's words, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

There's a saying, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river," and now we have such pretentious and absurd phrases.

They're about the same age, so why can't he come up with these domineering quotes?

Hard work really can't compare to these naturally gifted players.

Lin Dong sighed silently in his heart.

If only he had shouted something like Xiao Yan when he was beating up Lin Langtian.

The mere thought of it now fills him with regret.

Ling Yu's expression changed slightly as he looked at Lin Dong beside him, who was constantly muttering "At the peak of the clouds, I am proud of the world."

Good apprentice, you can't say things like that.

Just watch whether Xiao Yan gets humiliated or not, and that's it.

"I have arrived as promised after three years. Today, let's settle our past grievances. The humiliation you brought upon the Xiao family back then, you shall repay it today!"

Xiao Yan looked at Nalan Yanran and said in a deep voice.

Nalan Yanran remained silent, extending her jade hand. A jade-colored storage ring on her finger flashed with light, revealing a slender, pale blue longsword. The blade was tilted, reflecting the sunlight with a chilling aura.

Her cool gaze met those dark eyes, and she said in a clear voice, "I will make my own decisions about my marriage. Even though three years have passed, I don't think I made a mistake back then."

“I have the right to choose my own destiny. Perhaps I made some inappropriate choices at the time, but if I could turn back time, I think I would still do the same thing.”

"Is this inappropriate behavior? Heh, in that case, let's begin."

Upon hearing Nalan Yanran's reply, Xiao Yan chuckled, but the smile vanished, replaced by indifference.

The hand gripping the ruler handle tightened, and after a moment, the foot suddenly stomped forward, leaving several cracks spreading across the hard bluestone slab where it landed.

A surge of deep blue battle qi, mixed with a few flames, erupted from the surface of Xiao Yan's body.

"That is?"

Sensing the familiar aura, Lin Dong suddenly froze, his body leaning slightly forward, his pupils dilating.

Little Mink was also slightly surprised.

The aura emanating from Xiao Yan was remarkably similar to the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame condensed from the martial art called Azure Lotus Flame that Lin Dong cultivated.

No, perhaps they are the same thing.

“Different flames are a characteristic of this plane. The Azure Lotus Flame I gave you is also derived from the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame, so it’s normal that their auras are the same.” Ling Yu said calmly, noticing Lin Dong’s doubts.

Lin Dong was slightly taken aback, and he said that it felt the same.

Feelings, the cultivation technique he practiced, the other person also possessed it.

At this moment, Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran were already locked in battle.

Nalan Yanran is a two-star Great Dou Master, while Xiao Yan's cultivation speed has increased dramatically due to his cultivation of a high-level Earth-rank technique.

After only a few months of seclusion, his strength had reached the level of a six-star Great Dou Master, making him four stars stronger than Nalan Yanran.

Compared to the situation when he had just broken through to the Great Dou Master in the original work, it was like heaven and earth.

Xiao Yan, who was absolutely confident in his cultivation level, was not afraid of Nalan Yanran's endless fighting techniques and moves. He easily blocked them one by one by wielding the Xuan Heavy Ruler.

"Wind Spirit Split Sword!" Nalan Yanran shouted softly.

The cyan longsword in his hand split into several sword-shaped energy afterimages, which stabbed fiercely towards Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan chuckled softly, gripping the Xuanzhong Ruler tightly.

A mere Xuan-rank combat skill.

He channeled all his fighting spirit into the Xuanzhong Ruler.

"Flame Devouring Wave Ruler!"

A loud shout rang out, and Xiao Yan held the Xuan Heavy Ruler horizontally in his hand.

Carrying a deep blue battle aura, it swung fiercely at Nalan Yanran's attack.

The deep blue flames detached from the Xuanzhong Ruler, transforming into waves of fire that crashed into Nalan Yanran's Wind Spirit Fractal Sword.

Rumble!

The moment the two attacks collided, an explosion and smoke erupted in the void, and a terrifying aftershock spread outwards.

Faced with the sweeping wave, Nalan Yanran's expression changed slightly, and she quickly swung her long sword out several wind blades to neutralize the aftershocks.

Before Nalan Yanran could breathe a sigh of relief, with a whoosh, the dust settled, and Xiao Yan's figure shot out rapidly, rushing towards Nalan Yanran.

In order to get close to Nalan Yanran as quickly as possible, Xiao Yan even used the Wind Phoenix Wings.

In an instant, his figure appeared in front of Nalan Yanran.

Raising the heavy ruler in his hand, without showing any mercy, he smashed it down hard on Nalan Yanran's chest!

Seeing the Xuanzhong Ruler carrying deep blue flames hurtling towards her, Nalan Yanran's expression changed drastically. She quickly used both hands to block the longsword and held it upright in front of her chest.

Next second

With a loud 'bang', amidst the clanging of metal, Nalan Yanran was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, her delicate body tossed into the air like a fragile flower blown away by a gale.

"Yanran!"

Nalan Jie exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this scene.