Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses into Tang San

Chapter 387 Meng Yiran asks for help [First update]

After being taught harshly by Xiao Yan, Liu Erlong and others sat on the ground helplessly.

Their internal energy was greatly depleted. The five women breathed rapidly, their cheeks turned red, and they looked at Xiao Yan with anger.

Swallowing and absorbing the pure inner energy one by one, Liu Erlong pursed his red lips, feeling a little unfinished.

Unexpectedly, in addition to meditation practice, soul masters also have miraculous skills such as Xuantian Gong, and the energy they cultivate far exceeds ordinary soul power.

After gaining a certain amount of experience, Liu Erlong felt that he was a little addicted. His internal energy was so fierce that he pounced on the iron sword in Xiao Yan's hand, preparing to practice again and put what he had just learned and realized into actual combat.

come out.

Xiao Yan wanted to sheath his sword, but under the instigation of Liu Erlong's dexterous internal force, the long sword in his hand could not stop trembling slightly. With a buzzing sound, the three-foot sword edge directly touched Liu Erlong's throat.

skyrocketing.

Liu Erlong choked with sobs, and the defense line built by his inner strength almost collapsed.

After taking a breath, Liu Erlong put the internal force control skills he had learned into use one by one. The internal force was used to build an illusion, strike quickly, spin and outline, and attack fiercely in one go.

Xiao Yan sucked in the cold air. If it weren't for the fact that this big girl's internal strength was still relatively weak, I'm afraid he would really be no match for her.

The long sword shook, and Xiao Yan became a little more serious. He swung the long sword and only attacked one place.

Liu Erlong is not a weak mature woman, she has a lot of strength and means. What's more, she followed Xiao Yan to practice Xuantian Kung, which makes her completely different from before.

With a muffled sound, Liu Erlong took all the attacks, his internal energy was tightly wrapped, and his internal energy turned into a red dragon to attack the long sword like a shadow of flowers in the sky.

After absorbing the essence of swordsmanship, Ning Rongrong opened his eyes leisurely and saw Liu Erlong who was competing with Xiao Yan.

Seeing that he was able to swallow the sword with his inner strength and hold on for several minutes, while also using many tricks during the process, I secretly admired him in my heart.

When Liu Erlong took the attack, several girls seized the time to regain their strength, picked up the grapefruits, strawberries, and pineapples on the table and threw them at Xiao Yan.

Holding Liu Erlong down with one hand, letting her continue to withstand the attack, and catching the flying fruit with the other hand, Xiao Yan either ate some grapefruit or tasted strawberry, which was very satisfying.

After a stalemate for more than two hours, a strange reaction occurred under the intertwining of the two internal forces. Liu Erlong's eyes suddenly popped out: there was so much majestic energy, one after another, as if overwhelming, endless.

With a bang, a few minutes later, Liu Erlong swallowed up all the energy. Some of his legs became weak and he fell to the ground. He closed his eyes and savored the pure energy.

After eating a lot of fruits, Xiao Yan had never enjoyed it so much. This competition was really smooth and refreshing.

A touch of cold air suddenly emerged from the room, suppressing the scorching heat that had dominated the room.

The blue light flashed, and an exquisite blue spear appeared in Meng Yiran's hand: "Brother Xiao Yan, I heard that you have recently mastered a new spear technique, and I want to challenge it."

After taking the elixir refined from the fairy grass, Meng Yiran's snake staff spirit evolved.

The whole body is icy blue in color, with exquisite dragon patterns embossed on the body of the gun. It is so cold that it cannot be looked at closely.

Not only that, even Meng Yiran's whole person has undergone considerable changes.

Meng Yiran already has a figure that makes most women jealous, and the exotic clothes on her body make her even more charming.

She has a beautiful face with spring eyes and red lips, slender legs that are longer than ordinary girls, and a slim and graceful waist. The energy of the fairy grass elixir makes the soul guide that she has nourished since childhood become stronger.

A few points.

The curves in the light hem of the short skirt allowed her to hide her proud and mature figure that would make any man's blood boil when he saw it, hidden in the luxurious and exotic skirt.

Her waist-length silver hair is spread down, her charming and charming big eyes are filled with a pool of autumn water, her straight and round nose is tall and delicate, and her soft and slightly upturned cherry mouth is crystal white.

The white teeth are particularly attractive, the small curved mouth, and the charming black mist-like eyes hide a lot of intoxicating charm.

Since it was already late at night, Meng still only wore a cool nightgown. The bright yellow antique dress wrapped her graceful body.

Her figure is beyond description perfect, with a waist as slender as a snake, and a flat belly without a trace of fat. The plumpness complements the tall figure, and the perfect "S"-shaped curve is eye-catching.

She has lived in a wealthy family for many years and has taken good care of herself. Her skin is white and rosy, smooth and oily, and very beautiful.

"I'm very happy that you have the courage to take the initiative, but I don't like your tone." The iron sword in Xiao Yan's hand flashed with a light blue light, and suddenly turned into a two-foot-long bright silver spear, "I still prefer it.

You call me brother."

Meng Yiran snorted softly, and used the Cold Dragon Spear in his hand to attack Xiao Yan according to the previous spirit snake staff method.

This method of staff technique is similar to that of snakes. The key point is that the staff technique is dexterous and elusive. Especially when it is closest to the enemy, the weapon in Meng Yiran's hand can be fired from an unpredictable direction. The direction of the staff is unbelievable. In the eyes of the enemy,

Like a smart snake.

This staff technique was jointly created by Meng Yiran and Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan is much more familiar with it than ordinary people.

Wielding his spear with a move of 'returning wind and water', Xiao Yan easily deflected Meng Yiran's Cold Dragon Spear: "After your martial spirit evolves, the cold air will hit you when you attack. As long as you pay more attention, you can probably

Determine where the attack is. The spirit snake staff method is no longer suitable for you now."

"The new set of marksmanship I have studied is more suitable for you." Suppressing Meng Yiran's wrist, Xiao Yan flipped his palm, removed Meng Yiran's martial spirit, and used the bright silver gun in his hand to attack Meng Yiran directly with a 'venomous snake coming out of the hole'

Face door.

He stepped back one after another, and Meng Yiran retreated step by step. After taking several steps back, his back hit a table, and there was no way to retreat.

With the soles of his feet slightly on the ground, Meng Yiran jumped onto the table.

Xiao Yan took a step forward, thrust out the bright silver spear in his hand, and used a 'Canglong Claw'.

Without his weapon, Meng Yiran could only lift up his long, fair legs and kick them one after another.

Xiao Yan swung the spear head fiercely, swinging Meng Yiran's long legs away, and the bright silver spear pierced the empty door Meng Yiran was defending.

After being hit hard in an instant, Meng Yiran gritted his teeth, but still couldn't hold it back. He let out a painful cry and subconsciously took a few steps back.

After a successful shot, Xiao Yan continued his offensive, followed by another shot that "stirred the sea", stirring up the storm: "Why don't you call me brother?"

Seeing Xiao Yan's triumphant look, Meng Yiran gently stroked the soul guide, took out a big grapefruit and stuffed it at Xiao Yan: "I'll fight you to death, you stinky brother!"

(End of chapter)