Chapter 101: Adversity Comes Again
() The roar from the sky and the earth was like thunder from the sky, vibrating in the ears of millions of people, making everyone startled and looking towards the east.
"Hey, I didn't expect it was still too late!" Yan Lan sighed and shook her head helplessly. A feeling of powerlessness suddenly overwhelmed her heart, and the confusion between her brows became even stronger.
All around, after receiving the order, people from various tribes were stunned for a moment, then moved quickly, and in a moment they surrounded the Yan tribe again.
The Yan tribe members who were boarding the Tisuo Spirit Boat all stopped and looked towards the eastern sky in surprise. They immediately understood that the situation had changed and immediately walked down the long ladder quickly. There were even more angry tribesmen who walked directly from the Tisuo Spirit Boat.
Jump up and down, just for a moment
, all the Yan tribe members got off the Tiansuo spirit boat, and stared at the foreigners around them with vigilant eyes. The strong men of the family took out their weapons and magic weapons, and rushed towards the periphery, attacking the weak, old and weak ones.
The clan members are protected in the center
yang.
Yan Lan and other senior family members were standing in the outer area of the clan. When Yan Yaoji saw that everyone in the clan had disembarked from the Tisuo spirit boat, he sighed and put the spirit boat away.
Yan Lan looked at the foreigners surrounding him, and suddenly felt a crisis. Even though there were thousands of people in his family, the four major clans had more than 20,000 people, not to mention that the other party had so many experts, and they were not from his family at all.
Comparable.
Several sharp roars streaked across the sky. Yan Lan stared intently and saw Zhou Tianfeng, Pang He, and Situ Hengyi falling with a crash, causing dust and rocks to fly on the ground. He was obviously very angry.
Immediately afterwards, elders from various tribes also descended from the sky one after another, with angry looks on their faces.
A chilling atmosphere suddenly filled the entire basin. Millions of onlookers were silent and looked at the gunpowder keg-like atmosphere in the center of the basin with different expressions. People who were close to the center of the basin noticed the dignified and violent atmosphere.
The waves quietly retreated towards the outer edge of the basin. After a while, a hundred feet of open space was opened in the center of the basin.
Yan Lan raised his head and felt the sharp eyes of Pang He and others. His face changed drastically, and an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly enveloped his whole body.
"You bastard, how dare you make a fake alien beast to deceive me. Today, I swear that I will tear you to pieces and cramp you to death." The angry voice suddenly broke the solemn atmosphere around him. Yan Lan's pupils tightened, and he was about to die.
Seeing Pang He walking towards him angrily, he cursed fiercely as he walked. The murderous intent in his eyes became more intense as the footsteps approached.
Yan Lan stared at Pang He who was getting closer and closer. The spiritual energy in her body began to circulate rapidly. She stared at Pang He. She saw that Pang He was in ragged clothes and his hair was slightly messy. Then he looked at Zhou Tianfeng and Zhou Tianfeng behind Pang He.
Situ Hengyi also had a turbulent aura and disheveled clothes. It was obvious that there was a lot of conflict between them over the alien beast.
A feeling of secret joy floated in his heart for a moment, and Yan Lan regained his solemn aura. At this time, several figures blocked him. His pupils tightened, and he found that it was Yan Yaoji and the elders.
A trace of bitterness arose in Yan Lan's heart. The clan leader and the elders had taken action for him many times, even getting injured. At this moment, they were still protecting him from the wind and rain. Apart from guilt, he felt the helplessness of his lack of strength and the inability of the weak to control him.
The sadness of one's own destiny.
When people live in this world, they cannot always let others stand in front of the wind and rain, especially their loved ones.
Yan Lan gritted his teeth and could no longer care about anything else. Hong Ming Jue openly started to operate. Suddenly, the five elements of energy between heaven and earth, as if receiving some kind of summons, rushed towards the central yang of the basin.
"Hey, what's going on? Such weird energy fluctuations?"
"That's... that's that kid from the Yan tribe, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth!"
"How is it possible, with his cultivation level, how is it possible to absorb the energy of heaven and earth on such a large scale!"
"Damn it, the Yan clan has been unknown all these years. What kind of monster has it cultivated? I'm so surprised!"
"..."
The spectators around felt the changes in the energy of heaven and earth, and they all exclaimed. Some of them with high cultivation levels were even more surprised, because only those who have reached the second level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm can achieve that level.
This strength can activate the energy of heaven and earth in a range of several thousand feet, and Yan Lan in front of him clearly has the first question about how his cultivation in the Yuan Dan stage of Tianshi Realm can absorb energy on such a large scale.
Feeling the fluctuation of this energy, Pang He was slightly shocked, but after the shock, his eyes were filled with even stronger murderous intent.
Yan Yaoji felt that Yan Lan behind him was accumulating energy. After being slightly surprised, he suddenly had the idea to protect this young man. A young man with such an outstanding talent, even if he is the leader of the clan and has lived for hundreds of years,
I have never seen anyone in the clan who can compare with Yan Lan.
"Old thief Pang He, if you come here again, don't blame me for taking your life!" Yan Yaoji shouted with a fierce look in his hand, a long sword in his hand.
"Haha, wanting my life is simply wishful thinking. Today, I will slaughter all the people of the Yan clan and eliminate the Yan clan from the sky." Pang He smiled slyly, his eyes suddenly filled with wanton madness, and the long knife
Astonishingly in hand, his slow pace suddenly accelerated, and his whole body's momentum suddenly surged.
"boom!"
The ground trembled slightly, and Yan Yaoji and Pang He fought fiercely.
The elders of the Pang family immediately showed evil looks on their faces and rushed towards them with swords in hand. The sixth elder of the Yan clan and the two elders of the black and white clan also rushed forward with magic weapons in hand.
Yan Lan's icy eyes looked coldly at the battle in front of her, and she clenched her fists even more tightly.
"Master Wangshi, Clan Chief Pang, Clan Situ, at this time, why don't you take action? Kill that boy Yan Lan, and the strange beast will come out of his body, do it quickly!" Pang He challenged Yan Yaoji,
While shouting at the Wangshizhenren who was watching behind him.
Situ Hengyi snorted coldly, fixed his gaze sharply on Yan Lan, and then moved quickly. Master Wangshi and Zhou Tianfeng looked at each other, with greed in their eyes. Immediately, not to be outdone, he raised his sword towards Yan Lan
Rush away.
Yan Lan looked at the three patriarch-level figures who were attacking him. The fear in his eyes suddenly became crazy and wanton. He suddenly jumped up, his whole body enveloped in dense five-element energy, tyrannically
The power of thunder soul wraps around the whole body, like a demon coming into the world, exuding soul-stirring fluctuations.
"Those three old guys actually attacked that kid from the Yan tribe at the same time. I'm afraid that kid is more likely to be in trouble than in danger!"
"Three shameless old guys!"
"Haha, compared to profit, shame is nothing!"
"..."
The onlookers started talking in low voices.
When the people of the Yan tribe saw that Wang Shizhenren and the other three people were shamelessly attacking a junior, their eyes suddenly burst into flames of anger. Yan Mufeng, Yan Muxiong, Yan Muluan, Yan Murong and other second-generation strong men in the family were all shot to death.
He went out and intercepted Master Wangshi.
At this moment, the internal conflicts within the family have long been reduced to smoke in the life and death struggle between clans. Even Yan Mufeng, who disliked Yan Lan, did not hesitate to stand in front of Yan Lan.
"Boom...boom..."
With two violent explosions, Master Wangshi drove away Yan Muxiong and Yan Muluan with one move. Zhou Tianfeng also used a sword light to knock back Yan Mufeng and Yan Murong by dozens of feet.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the people of the Yan tribe suddenly saw several strong men rising up from the ground. Unexpectedly, they were intercepted by the elders of the Shengfeng sect, the Zhou family, and the Situ family who followed them. When they met with each other, the strong men of the Yan tribe were seriously injured.
Seriously injured and losing combat effectiveness.
The second-generation strong men of the Yan tribe were naturally unable to resist the attacks of the mature elders of each tribe.
Yan Lan watched the clan members falling down one after another in order to protect themselves, and there was strong pain in his heart, and then strong anger. He bit his lips, raised his head, and looked at Situ Hengyi who was looking down at him with a crazy smile.
The momentum around him increased by a few points.
"You little bastard, die!" Situ Hengyi shouted wildly.
Chapter completed!