Fighting Soul Clan Emperor Master

Nalan Yanran, dressed in green clothes, stands in the sky, standing side by side with Cai Lin in white clothes. Both of them are stunningly beautiful, but the people of Canaan Academy are breaking out in cold sweat at this moment.

Walking in the air, the opponent has already reached the strength of Dou Zong, and even came to threaten to destroy Canaan College!

"Are you going to disband Canaan College today? Or are you going to resist me?" Han Feng spoke first. He didn't mind being a villain, and the old men at Canaan College had a grudge against him in the past.

His face darkened slightly, Su Qian Leng shouted: "Han Feng, Nalan Yanran, Xiao Yan has a grudge against you. When weapons meet, it is inevitable that they will be injured. Do you still expect him to let you kill him?"

"That's not true. It's just that he destroyed my school. Canaan College contributed a lot, so I plan to destroy his school. His teacher is already determined to be Han Feng. Next, it will naturally be his turn.

You guys." Nalan Yanran waved her sleeves and said calmly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of many inner dean and elders changed, and immediately a flash of anger appeared on their faces. This woman was too rampant.

"If you dare to deal with our college, I will never let you go when the dean comes back!" The great elder Su Qian said with a sneer.

"Old Dean? Are you referring to the Mang Tianzhi?" Cai Lin chuckled, not hiding the sarcasm at all, and said: "His strength is enough to scare those small forces, but if he wants to fight against the Soul Palace, he still needs to

It’s a thousand miles away.”

"Since you are willing to live and die with the college, then I will help you. From the day you planned to fully support Xiao Yan, you should have expected this outcome." Nalan Yanran was too lazy to say anything more, and started talking to them.

No pleasure.

"Let me see what qualifications you have to say this. You are just a defeated general of Xiao Yan, and you threaten to destroy my college?"

Following an angry shout, an elder pulled out a blood-red heavy sword that was almost the size of a human being. A burst of bloody fighting spirit surged out, flashed several times, and soared into the sky. He slashed at Nalan Yanran with his sword!

His face was full of coldness and sternness. He was Xiao Yan's good friend, Wu Hao, who is now the elder of the inner court. If he was a blood-stained dagger in the past, then he is now...

It is an extremely sharp blood-stained famous sword. As long as it is used, the restrained sharp blood will completely explode.

"It's Elder Wu Hao!"

"Elder Wu Hao has reached the peak of Dou Huang, and is also a well-known strong man in the Black Angle Region."

Seeing Wu Hao rush forward, the college below cheered. It was so frustrating to be oppressed by a woman who was only a few years older than them!

"What a rich bloody fighting spirit, somewhat similar to Blood River." Unexpectedly, someone would take the initiative under such a disparity in strength, and Cai Lin also secretly praised it.

The blood-red heavy sword fell heavily with the sound of breaking the wind and the momentum that could split mountains and seas. If it fell just a few centimeters more, it would be able to split the head of the woman in front of him in two.

The moment Wu Hao was convinced of victory, it came to an abrupt end. The heavy sword driven by unparalleled fighting spirit stood still, as if time had stopped.

In fact, it was not time that stood still, but the epee. At the moment when the sword was about to touch Nalan Yanran, she stretched out the index and thumb of her left hand, and clamped the Wu Hao epee accurately and simply. The original scarlet fighting spirit was like a

The ice cubes shattered into pieces like iron pincers.

"How is that possible?!"

"Crack!"

Looking at the beautiful and pure face behind the blood sword, Wu Hao's heart welled up with severe pain, fear, and even more intense shock.

Those present only heard one sound. But they couldn't see the sword because it was too fast.

There was a soft sound of his body being cut, and before Wu Hao could react, he had been slashed hard from his left shoulder to his right rib. The sharp sword energy easily tore through his fighting spirit defense, which exceeded his reaction.

The extreme speed seriously injured him.

"This is not a gap that can be bridged by just working hard, but it is fundamentally impossible." Nalan Yanran murmured something.

Everyone was still, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Blood spurted out from the wound of Blood Sword Wu Hao, and he fell straight down with the rain of blood. Fortunately, Hu Jia, who had also become an elder, caught him directly and prevented Wu Hao from falling to the ground and dying.

Nalan Yanran stared at the inner courtyard below with an indifferent expression. She let go of the heavy sword, raised her hand, and hooked her jade fingers lightly. She saw a violent fluctuation in the space behind it, and hundreds of invisible invisible sword auras that broke the sky were densely packed.

is distributed behind.

Su Qian, the great elder of the inner courtyard, and Qian Bai, the guardian of Canaan Academy, could not help but gasp. Although she condensed the sword energy without firing it, the energy fluctuations were enough to explain every sword energy.

, all have energy that can easily penetrate the strong men of Douzong.

If there are hundreds of sword energy volleys, how many times can Canaan College sustain? Nalan Yanran alone is enough to kill everyone in Canaan College.

Unable to fight, Qian Bai Erlao and Su Qian both understood this fact. It should be said that when Canaan College chose to help Xiao Yanqi, it was an extremely stupid move. The legend of Canaan College will also be the reason for the destruction of Canaan College

reason.

"Canaan Academy! Never surrender!"

A young elder shouted out his objections, he was really a hot-blooded and tough guy.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp sword energy penetrated his forehead, and an atmosphere of panic and fear spread throughout the academy.

The sword energy is so precise and so fast that no one can dodge it.

Cai Lin closed her eyes and stood in the sky facing the breeze. The breeze blew the white clothes close to her body, making her figure appear uneven, while she listened comfortably to the sword energy cutting through the human body and stabbing deeply.

The sound that travels through the earth.

"Well...this is a really good start...as the destruction of a famous college in mainland China, it's not bad."

After sighing to himself, Cai Lin opened his eyes. On his extremely beautiful face, those bright eyes exuded a kind of kingly glory without anger or authority.

"All the protectors listen to the order. If anyone wants to be a stumbling block to the Soul Palace... they will crush those stubborn stones completely."