"boom!"

Curse Niu fought fiercely with the Pang family ancestor, and the powerful aftermath swept across an area of ​​hundreds of feet.

Yan Lan was also hit by the aftermath and suddenly became unstable. When he recovered from his rage, he had been rushed dozens of feet away.

"Brother Xiaolan!"

A crisp sound came from afar, making Yan Lan tremble all over, and her soul felt as if she had been electrocuted.

Yan Lan suddenly turned his head and looked around after hearing the sound. He saw that more than 300 feet away, Ling Yu, Yan Linglong, Yan Muluan, Yan Muxiong and others formed a battle formation, surrounded by ** members of the enemy clan.

The two sides were fighting at a stalemate, breathing heavily and glaring at each other.

Just now, Yan Lan's roar alarmed the tribesmen within a thousand feet radius. Ling Yu sensed Yan Lan's position, so she fought and moved with everyone, and finally moved to more than 300 feet away from Yan Lan. Ling Yu could no longer control it.

Controlling his emotions, Chao Yanlan called out loudly.

After all, she was a fifteen-year-old girl, only a little over a year older than Yan Lan. Faced with such a bloody and cruel siege and massacre, she still felt instinctive fear.

Fortunately, she is protected by strong family members;

Fortunately, the enemies who surrounded them were not too strong in cultivation. Those powerful enemies that originally surrounded them have been restrained by the surrounding male tribesmen.

Fortunately, those people from the enemy tribe came with the intention of crushing the Yan tribe, and did not want their benefits to be taken by other tribes, nor did they want to die on the spot. Faced with the Yan tribe's lifeless fighting, they just tested You Dou,

Deliberately teasing.

Therefore, Ling Yu can still persist until now and still have the opportunity to see the person who has been lingering in her heart.

Ling Yu's eyes were filled with tears, and her pink and pale face could not help but reveal a smile. It was a smile that came from the soul. Being able to see the one you loved before destruction was a blessing to the sky.

If you are affectionate, treat her well.

At this time, the ** monks who were besieging Ling Yu's battle formation noticed that Ling Yu was calling Yan Lan, and their playful intentions suddenly disappeared, and the evil look on their faces became even brighter.

"Little girl, you scream, you scream, you scream, you just call that little guy to accompany you to death. As long as you obediently commit to being my concubine, I will keep you in the future, and you will be rich and prosperous.

How do you enjoy it?"

"Fuck you, this little bitch belongs to me, no one can steal it from me!"

"The older girl belongs to me!"

"Tsk, tsk, that young woman named Mulan is so beautiful and charming, it makes my heart itch so much!"

"..."

The enemy monks spoke to each other and surrounded Ling Yu from all directions. With evil smiles and carrying the killing blades that shone with chilling, they were slowly approaching Ling Yu.

Previously, they were unable to attack for a long time, and they were just playing for fun. Now, they approached the central area of ​​​​the Yan Clan. There were many strong Yan Clan people here. They stopped playing and prepared to capture them in one fell swoop.

"Shut up, you bastards!" Yan Muluan raised her eyebrows angrily and scolded her sternly. There was a trace of despair in her eyes. Her cold eyes looked at the extremely angry Yan Lan from a distance, and a faint hint of anger slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Smile. She always felt that Yan Lan could create any miracle, whether it was in the past, present or future.

Ling Yu looked closely at Yan Lan, tears streaming down her face, and she slowly raised the sword in her hand. As long as she was in jail, she would kill herself without humiliation.

"Hey, this girl becomes even cuter when she gets angry, and I feel even more itchy, hahaha..."

The nine monks laughed wantonly and attracted five more monks to surround Ling Yu's battle formation even more tightly.

"Brothers, stop talking nonsense, let's take down these three beauties together, let's have fun together, let's do it!" One of the black-bearded monks said with a lustful look. He immediately took the lead, raised his knife and slashed at Ling Yu.

Come.

"These scum will not die well!" Yan Lan heard the teasing remarks of the dozen monks from a distance, clenched his fists fiercely, thunder exploded around him, and a strong murderous aura suddenly filled Yan Lan's body.

At this moment, Yan Lan was gathering momentum fiercely. He hated that his cultivation level was low and he could not do whatever he wanted. Otherwise, he would have wanted to kill those fourteen monks at a moment's notice.

"Lord Patriarch, I'll come as soon as I go!" Yan Lan's legs were in the air, and he rushed towards Ling Yu's battle formation like chasing the wind and lightning. Halfway through, he was holding the Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword, and the leaping thunder of the sword was like Yan Lan's heart full of energy.

The anger released a wild breath.

From a distance of three hundred feet, Yan Lan arrived with a bang in just one breath.

"boom!"

The black-bearded monk who was the first to attack Ling Yu was hit on the shoulder by Yan Lan's sword, and the thunder sword was slashed along the chest to the crotch. The black-bearded monk was immediately split in two, and the powerful thunder energy poured into his body, and he was instantly

The two halves of the meat are roasted until they are charred black, exuding a strong flavor of roasted human meat.

"This kid is so fast!"

"A guy in the alchemy stage was actually killed with one sword!"

"..."

The other dozen monks suddenly froze, and various thoughts flashed through their minds. They naturally recognized Yan Lan, but they all couldn't believe that Yan Lan, who was in the Yuan Dan stage, actually killed a monk in the Hualan stage with one sword.

.

Yan Lan stretched out his left hand, grabbed the Yuan Dan of the black-bearded monk, and quickly put it into the storage ring. The black-bearded monk's spiritual consciousness was still intact, and he didn't want to let him simply die like this.

"kill!"

Thunder flashed in the depths of Yan Lan's pupils, and his icy eyes swept over a dozen monks. Even if these people ate their flesh, slept on their skin, crushed their bones and raised ashes, they could not relieve the anger in his heart.

After shouting the word "kill", Yan Lan's whole body flashed with lightning, and his body moved like thunder as he headed towards the strongest one among the ten monks to kill him.

This person possesses the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul in the early stage of the Moving Heaven Spirit Realm. A monk who can conceive a baby is already one of the strongest.

At this moment, Yan Lan knew that the opponent was powerful, so he did not use any other energy, but only used his most powerful thunder soul energy.

The thunder soul bombarded the Yuanying monk's soul, causing his consciousness to go blank for a moment.

And it is this lag that is the difference between yin and yang.

Yan Lan held the Sword of Anger, and with the help of the power of the Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword, the huge sword slashed across the body of the Nascent Soul monk, and it instantly split into two pieces.

Two more pieces of charred flesh fell from the air, and the Yuan Ying was also taken into the storage ring by Yan Lan. He would torture everyone's Yuan Dan or Yuan Ying here before making them disappear completely.

The monks were shocked, and immediately gave up attacking Ling Yu and the others, and swarmed towards Yan Lan.

"Haha, you scum, let me go on a killing spree today and kill them all!"

Yan Lan licked her scarlet lips, and her eyes burst out with cruel anger. She suddenly grasped the thunder sword, and the strong spiritual power blessed the sword. The huge force gathered in her right arm, and the broad sword danced rapidly.

, making a "hissing" sound that cuts through the air, as if it can tear the space apart.

"boom!"

The space around Yan Lan seemed to be violently shaken, suddenly violently vibrating and exploding, making a deafening explosion.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Lan swung the thunder sword more than thirty times, and the sword with the thunder was like cutting grass, instantly cutting the dozen monks into pieces.

Before the eyes of the monks had time to release their gleams of horror, their flesh had already been divided into dozens of pieces of burnt flesh.

They knew Yan Lan, but they didn't recognize the sword in Yan Lan's hand.

The Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword is a sword that even the clan leader is crazy about. It is born with lightning properties and is blessed by the Thunder Soul of Yanlan. It is like a tiger with wings. How can its power be ordinary?
Chapter completed!