Glancing at Xiao Yan who shot from below, Nalan Yanran frowned slightly, but the movement of the long sword in her hand did not stop because of this, the soles of her feet stomped into the void, and the pale blue grudges spewed out from the soles of the feet. A large blade of wind was formed, cutting away at Xiao Yan fiercely.
Feeling the sound of the wind blade breaking through the sky above his head, Xiao Yan raised his palm, slightly silent, and the overwhelming thrust surged out of his palm, and that large piece of wind blade would not be close to Xiao Yan, but was This thrust was blown away.
Because of the thrust, Xiao Yan’s stormy figure also slightly slowed down, until Xiao Yan once again borrowed a skill in the air to prepare to prevent Nalan Yanran’s fighting skills from condensing, not far above the head, cold The sound of the sound suddenly rang.
“Fengling Fractal Sword!”