Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Xiao Yan slowly stood up and said indifferently: "From now on, I, Xiao Yan, and Nalan Yanran have nothing to do with each other. When we meet again in the future, we are just like passers-by!"

Her beautiful eyes were filled with some complicated emotions. Staring at the indifferent young face, Nalan Yanran slowly closed her eyes. Unable to hold on any longer, she fell down and passed out.

At this moment, the whole place was silent.

Everyone's eyes stopped on Xiao Yan, their faces filled with disbelief.

That loser three years ago has now defeated the young master who was carefully trained by the Yunlan Sect.

The eighteen-year-old great fighting master!

And, a fourth-grade peak alchemist!

All of this makes people feel like a dream.

The founder of the Yunlan Sect, the legendary being with stunning talent, seemed to have only reached the level of a great fighting master at this age.

What is even more commendable is that Xiao Yan is also a fourth-level peak alchemist.

"Alas~"

On top of the giant tree, Nalan Jie's face became much darker at this moment. His straight body was slightly rickety, and he let out a long sigh.

The bitterness in the sigh is too strong to be resolved.

In a single thought, what was originally a good thing ended up in the end. Not only did he lose a grandson-in-law who was outstanding enough to make anyone jealous, but he also lost a lot of face. He really lost his wife and lost his army.

…

Xiao Yan let out a long breath, looked up at the blazing sun hanging high in the sky, and felt all sorts of emotions welling up in his heart.

There was also a hint of tiredness in his eyes.

For this so-called three-year agreement, he left his family and the lovely girl who made him worry about her as much as a green lotus.

Now that the three-year agreement has finally come to an end, his body and even his soul seem to have been relieved of a heavy burden that was weighing him down at this moment.

"It's finally over."

With a sigh, Xiao Yan slowly turned around and walked towards Wei Yang.

Suddenly, in the void, a white shadow slowly floated down, like a light snowflake, drifting towards Xiao Yan along with the wind.

Um?

Xiao Yan raised his hand to catch the white shadow, glanced at it, but his body suddenly became slightly stiff.

This white shadow is a piece of white paper that has been folded very neatly. Perhaps due to countless folds, there are some slight signs of damage on the edge of the white paper.

This piece of white paper looked very familiar to Xiao Yan.

Because, in the Xiao family hall, he wrote the divorce letter in humiliation on this piece of white paper.

Slowly unfolding the white paper, slightly childish handwriting appeared on the paper. Below, a dark red handprint stained with blood was so dazzling under the sunlight.

After staring at the divorce letter and remaining silent for a long moment, Xiao Yan gently shook his head, glanced at Nalan Yanran who had passed out, and spat out strength in his palms.

Immediately, the divorce note turned into debris and drifted away in the wind.

"Nalan Yanran, from now on, you will have nothing to do with me or the Xiao family. You are free. Congratulations!" Xiao Yan smiled, and his soft voice slowly echoed in the quiet square.

"Everyone, the show is over. Let's go back to our homes."

Xiao Yan raised his head and smiled at the people on the giant tree, and then walked towards the three Wei Yang people who had already stood up in the audience seat.

The sun was shining from the sky, and Xiao Yan's figure and footsteps seemed much lighter than when he came.

He walked up to Wei Yang and the others, chuckled and said, "Let's go."

"Yes." Wei Yang flicked his sleeves and took the lead in walking in front.

A group of four people slowly walked out of the square under the gaze of countless eyes.

The elders of Yunlan Sect looked at Wei Yang's back and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Finally, I sent this great god away.

…

Walk to the edge of the square.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Three figures landed next to Wei Yang and his party.

It was Hai Bodong, Fama, and Jia Xingtian.

Several people smiled and said hello, and then walked down the mountain together.

at this time.

Um?

Wei Yang suddenly stopped and turned his head to look deep into Yunlan Mountain.

"What's wrong?" Everyone was curious when they saw this. They turned around and followed Wei Yang's gaze, with doubts on their faces.

soon.

In the depths of Yunlan Mountain, a majestic momentum spreads out and descends, like a giant dragon that has awakened from ancient times. It carries unrivaled pressure.

And when this majestic momentum was awakening, beside a cliff in the back mountain of Yunlan Sect, a graceful and beautiful woman in a moon-white dress stood, looking at the direction in front of which the momentum was coming, with that indifferent face. A beautiful smile of joy appeared on her pretty face: "Teacher, you're awake!"

…

This majestic momentum enveloped the entire Yunlan Mountain in an instant.

Powerful pressure spread from the depths of Yunlan Mountain and finally filled the entire square.

Immediately, all the Yunlan Sect disciples in the square could not help but feel a sense of awe in their hearts, and knelt down in front of where the aura was spreading.

Although Yun Ling and the Yun Lan Sect elders did not kneel down, they bowed down respectfully.

At the same time, they were extremely excited, "The old sect master is finally out of seclusion!"

This time, they felt a lot more confident.

Because looking at this momentum, it is obviously far beyond the limits of Douhuang.

This means that the old sect leader has broken through to Douzong!

"I didn't expect that this old guy is actually not dead yet, and he's still alive." Hai Bodong's expression suddenly changed, and he let out a low voice.

There was unconcealable shock and envy in his voice.

"Is it the previous head of the Yunlan Sect, Yunshan?" Xiao Yan also looked solemn.

"Yeah." Jia Xingtian nodded, his face a little ugly, and he said in a low voice: "Look at this momentum, he has really broken through the Dou Huang barrier and entered the Dou Zong realm!"

"I didn't expect that he really succeeded." Fama also said with emotion.

Wei Yang put his hands behind his back and a smile appeared on his lips: "Yunshan is out of seclusion too? It's interesting."

"Is the Douzong strong?" Xiao Yan smacked his lips, but he was not worried.

Not to mention that he has nothing to do with Yunlan Sect now, even if he does, he is not afraid at the moment.

It’s just Douzong, it’s not like I’ve never seen him before.

A few days ago, someone just died outside the imperial capital.

Similarly, Hai Bodong, Fama, and Jia Xingtian didn't have any worries. After all, they were standing with Wei Yang.

I just feel a little unhappy.

Unexpectedly, the old friends from back then have now left them far behind.

"Let's go." Wei Yang shook his head, turned around, walked out of the square, stepped on the stone steps, and walked down the mountain.

He was in no mood to stay here and watch Yunshan show off.

Behind them, Xian'er and Qing Lin followed. They had watched a good show today and they were satisfied at the moment.

"Uh, are you leaving now?" Haibodong was stunned and looked at the backs of Wei Yang and the others as they left.

"Otherwise?" Xiao Yan shrugged and walked away.

"If you want to stay and see Yunshan's proud expression later, then you can stay and wait." Jia Xingtian snorted and walked away.

"I'm not that interested." Fama shook her head and followed suit.

"Well, that's right. Who's in the mood to look at that old guy?" Hai Bodong slapped his forehead and quickly followed.

Yunshan:……