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Chapter 1787: The battle of the family!

The breath around her body began to surge rapidly, and her ragged clothes swayed slightly with her body. Su Yi's eyes were filled with desire and hot sparks.

Push your lips tightly and look forward to it.

Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes were flowing, and he glanced at Su Yi beside him with some abnormality, turned his head and whispered.

"Wan'er will come too!"

A low voice that is unheardable seemed to be a conversation between Duanmu and himself.

A faint curve flashed from the corner of his mouth, as if he was relieved and smiled bitterly, and Duanmu Qingtian's figure couldn't help but float in front of him.

On the other hand, people from the three ancient families have arrived.

The entire circular arena is full of top and first-class forces to participate, and directly opposite the Yutian Palace in the center, it is divided into five places.

The Dugu family of Wandao Sword Alliance is on the left, from left to right, the Lei Yan Temple, Tianlan Hai City, and the Lan family is on the right.

The empty place in the middle is the location left for Fanlong Heavenly Palace and Yunxian Ancient Sect. His eyes swept slightly, and Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes suddenly came in gloomy.

The Dugu family saw Lei Yan Temple and Tianlanhai City coming over, nodded coldly, and said nothing.

On the surface, the relationship between the three major aristocratic families did not seem to be that good. The Yan Mie Tian General of the Lei Yan Temple raised his chin high and looked at the helms of the two aristocratic families beside him.

"Two, it's been a long time since we met!" Yan Mietian sneered, his slightly gloomy gaze was a bit joking.

Dugu Cheng and Ye Yi looked at each other, and both turned their heads in a row, and Ye Yi said coldly: "It's been a long time since Lei Yan Palace Master. I thought I couldn't get out of the sea of ​​fire in the Futu?"

Yan Mietian waved his hand, and several crimson flames suddenly burst out from his five fingers. He rubbed his forehead hard and sighed.

"That's a disappointment to you! But no matter how poor your strength is, it won't be worse than Tianlanhai City! I think I'm afraid I'll fall out of the ranks of aristocratic families!"

Yan Mitian's cold eyes were like poisonous snakes, and his fine and fierce eyes said to Ye Yi and the young strong men behind him.

"This ranking battle is also a test for Tianlanhai City. Otherwise, the position of the aristocratic family is given to the opposite Holy Mountain? Tianlong Sect? No, let's do it! Duanmu Xiaoman's position as the palace master is much more competent than you, the Heavenly Lord, at least the strength is stronger than you!"

Then, the smile gradually expanded, changing from chuckling to crazy laughter, and the fierce laughter rolled like thunder.

The sound waves accompanied by an extremely hot breath evaporated the water vapor in front of Tianlanhai City. The white water vapor in the air and the sniffling burning sound made everyone present tremble their eyes.

"Is this the power of the strong?" Su Yi shouted softly. The fire-attributed vital energy in his body was like particles, and when Yan Mietian arrived, they all went to the direction where Yan Mietian was.

"What a strong fire-attribute energy, this person is like a fire seed, constantly attracting the fire-attribute energy between heaven and earth!" Su Yi pondered secretly, holding his hands tightly.

Yan Mietian's casual display showed the difference between the strongest people of the top power, which was the crushing of absolute strength and the extreme familiarity with vital energy.

Undoubtedly, they are synonymous with the strongest of this continent, each of them is the darling of heaven and a natural warrior.

"This is the peak of the late stage of the Yuan Dynasty Realm. With the body as a furnace, it can seduce the heaven and earth's vital energy at all times, repeating and never stopping!" Tiehun Jing also looked fearful. It was reborn to the Demon Sect Realm, but it still had a deep understanding of the Yuan Dynasty Realm.

Warriors below the Yuan Realm need to attract the attributes of the Yuan Realm, use martial arts to activate it, and convert it into their own attributes of the Yuan Realm to be used for the activation of martial arts. It is obvious that the power of the aristocratic family has reached a new level.

"Well, Xiaoman?" Su Yi's light fell on Duanmu Xiaoman.

"A layer of ice crystals is surrounded by her body. These are proof of the energy of the heaven, earth and water attributes! It is even more advanced than Yan Mietian!" The soul tapir curled his lips, meaning that Duanmu Xiaoman is much more powerful than Yan Mietian.

Taking a deep breath, Su Yi pursed his lips tightly and nodded heavily.

On the opposite side, as soon as Yan Mietian finished speaking, Lan Mie Lian softly took a soft step and walked out from behind and said with a smile.

"The words of the Lord of Yan Palace are different. Today is a youth ranking battle. How do you know that the people in Tianlanhai City are worse than those in Lei Yan Temple?"

"Who are you?" Yan Mietian snorted heavily, his joking voice as if he was looking down at an ant.

"I am Fairy Tianlan, Lan Hualian, please remember it carefully by Master Yan!" Lan Hualian was neither humble nor arrogant, and a hint of temptation flashed through Shui Ling's eyes.

"My Lian, I believe that Lord Yan will remember our Tianlanhai City well. After all, I haven't come out for so long, so many things are not clear!" A faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his slender eyelashes looked at Yan Mietian, smiling, and a casual kung fu flew up.

"boom!"

The huge green horse, like a flying wave, rushed into the void, instantly smoothing out the layers of ripples generated by the high temperature in the space.

Turning his head, Yan Mietian's cold eyes instantly turned cold, and he murmured in a low voice: "This woman has risen so fast, I want to see if you arrive at half a step Yuantian first or I will arrive first!"

Ye Yi frowned even more, her eyes signaling Lan Hualian to move backwards, her delicate nose twitched slightly, and she whispered: "Has he reached half-step Yuantian? It's impossible. Although it's powerful, it's still a certain distance from half-step Yuantian!"

However, the Wandao Sword Alliance looked at Lei Yan Temple and Tianlanhai City with great interest. Yan Mietian, who turned his head, looked at Dugu City. As soon as he was about to speak, he was intercepted.

"You can say less! Don't finally come out of the sea of ​​fire in the Buddha, just like a madman, who will bite whom?" Dugu Cheng smiled.

"You don't accept it? Fight a fight!" Yan Mietian was overjoyed, and was about to try out his skills.

Dugucheng's eyes shot at Yan Mietian like a sword, and said in a deep voice: "I won't fight you, Long Kuang comes, you can fight him! He will definitely be willing to make you look ugly."

As soon as he spoke, Dugu Cheng and Dugu Xie frowned at the same time, and Yan Mietian, opposite him, also closed his mouth and sat back in his seat.

The words of the aristocratic family were immediately captured by people with huge soul energy along the sound of the wind. When they mentioned the Fanlong Heavenly Palace, everyone seemed to suddenly sank down, and the atmosphere was inexplicably pulled a lot.

The young warriors all had nervous and expectant expressions on their faces. Being able to see the people in the Fanlong Heavenly Palace is simply the lifelong dream of the warriors.

However, the elders of the sect, including the sect leader, breathed tightly and did not dare to say more.
Chapter completed!
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