"Little beast, let me show you the true power of Grandpa's Zhenshan Fist."

Zhang Lang was gathering strength, and when he heard Yan Lan's contemptuous words, he was immediately filled with anger. The power in his hand suddenly increased by one point, reaching the limit of what he could exert.

When everyone heard Yan Lan's words, they all laughed disdainfully.

"This kid is clearly no match for me, yet he still pretends to be an expert. It's really ridiculous."

"Whatever you are pretending to be, you should hand over the fairy fetus obediently, otherwise your life will be at risk."

"Zhang Lang's momentum seems to be stronger than ever. It seems that this guy is really angry."

"In front of so many people, if even a junior can't fix it, then Zhang Lang has really wasted all these years."

"..."

Hundreds of feet away, Erding Xuanzun looked at Yan Lan coldly, thinking about how long it would take for Xuanzong's power to reach the boundary of Tiangangmen.

"It's a chaotic fight. Once you're done, Tiangangmen will be almost finished. Then I'll see how you jump around."

Erding Xuanzun was hiding in his large cloak and smiled coldly. It was as if he had seen the Tiangang Gate turn into ashes and Yan Lan died miserably in his hands.

Ruan Ning was sipping tea. All this had nothing to do with him for the time being, so he sat lazily, watching everyone threaten Yan Lan as if watching a play.

Everyone in the Tiger Clan looked solemn. Zhang Lang's cultivation fluctuated and was obviously much stronger than Yan Lan. They were all worried about whether Yan Lan could withstand Zhang Lang's attack.

Yan Lan said it lightly, but he did not dare to be careless. His purpose was to frighten everyone, and he needed to use thunderous means to kill Zhang Lang on the spot.

Although his cultivation level is much higher than Zhang Lang's, when he jumped up the level to fight, his opponents often underestimated the enemy, and he took advantage of it and defeated him. Now that Zhang Lang's cultivation level is lower than him, he will never have the same problem.

Any stupid behavior that underestimates the enemy.

"Mountain-Suppressing Fist, Iron Fist-Suppressing Mountain!"

Zhang Lang yelled loudly, jumped up, and turned his iron fist into a one-foot-long fist, pressing down towards Yan Lan like Mount Tai pressing down on top.

The momentum of the big fist was rolling, and before the punch came, it sent out circles of spiral fist energy, enveloping Yan Lan.

"boom!"

Yan Lan remained motionless, but the ground beneath his feet collapsed by a foot, and dust flew into the sky.

"This kid Yan Lan, I'm afraid he won't survive." Many people hummed.

Yan Lan was dressed in hunting clothes, with her head slightly raised, gazing at the mighty fist, half-smiling.

"Sword - move - mountain - sea!"

Yan Lan shouted loudly, every word was like thunder, and his momentum was overwhelming.

But he did not draw the sword, instead he replaced the sword with the palm of his hand, raised it upward, and a palm sword burst out with a boiling momentum, emitting the power of moving mountains and filling seas.

"This is the unique skill of Tiangang Sect, the sword moves the mountains and seas!"

"Well, it's unbelievable that this kid can develop such unique skills even though his hair is not fully grown."

Although everyone did not think highly of Yan Lan, they could not help but admire his amazing talent and beauty.

The iron fist shook the mountain, the sword moved the mountains and the sea, the two domineering stunts suddenly collided, the air waves shook the sky, the spiritual power exploded, and there was no one within ten feet.

The huge explosion and the surging spiritual power made it difficult for everyone to observe with their eyes, and even their spiritual senses found it difficult to discern the truth.

"ah!"

A scream came from Zhang Lang.

Yan Lan had a smile on his lips. In order to defend the dignity of the Tiangang Sect, he displayed the famous sword technique of the Tiangang Sect with great awe in full view of the public.

At this moment, he was the only one who could see clearly. Relying on his powerful cultivation, the sword penetrated the iron fist, blasted into Zhang Lang's dantian, turned into sharp claws, and suddenly grabbed Zhang Lang's Yuanying, and then slammed towards him.

With the next pull, Zhang Lang's Nascent Soul was pulled out alive.

"thump!"

Zhang Lang's lifeless body was thrown cleanly to the ground, bounced twice, and remained motionless and breathless.

"Let me go, let me go..."

Zhang Lang's Nascent Soul struggled wildly in Yan Lan's hands, letting out a miserable and frightening roar.

"I said that as long as I take action, there will be life or death. If you don't listen to me, you can't blame me."

Yan Lan said coldly, then raised her head, held Zhang Lang's Yuanying high, and used her palms to crush Zhang Lang's Yuanying.

"Yan Lan, how dare you!"

Deputy City Lord Cang took three steps forward and shouted sternly, his brows filled with intimidation.

"Why don't you dare?"

Yan Lan raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes were sharp, and the annihilating death energy rolled faintly, eating away at Zhang Lang's Yuanying at an extremely fast speed.

"Ah, no, City Lord, save me..."

Zhang Lang's heart-rending screams spread loudly to the surroundings. They were heard in everyone's ears, but they were deeply shocked in their hearts.

"This guy Yan Lan is so ruthless!"

Everyone swallowed and looked at this tragic scene indifferently. They all gasped with fear and were thankful that they did not take the initiative to provoke Yan Lan.

"Yan Lan, you are so presumptuous!"

Deputy City Lord Cang's eyes changed drastically. Yan Lan dared to disobey his will, which made his murderous intention surge. He flipped his palm, and a majestic giant palm immediately swept up a large amount of dust and rushed towards Yan Lan unstoppably.

Qinghong's expression suddenly changed, and he was about to take action when an angry shout came from beside him.

"Don't hurt my brother!"

Everyone saw a delicate body flash past, and then heard a deafening explosion.

"boom!"

The air waves rolled and the smoke and dust dispersed. Everyone immediately used their spiritual power to disperse the dust and chaotic energy.

Vice City Lord Cang was seen taking a step back with a look of surprise on his face.

In front of Vice City Master Cang, Ziyi took three steps back with an angry expression, and there was still some spiritual power fluctuations on her pink fist.

"His!"

Everyone took a breath of cold air. Although the dignified Deputy City Lord Cang of the Eighth Evolution Nascent Soul Stage launched his attack hastily and did not use all his strength, his power was extraordinary. He was actually blocked by a seemingly weak little girl from the Tiangang Sect.

, it seemed that he had received some backlash, how could he not be extremely horrified.

"This girl is so secretive!"

"When did Tiangangmen have such a person? At such a young age, he can actually resist the attack of Vice City Lord Cang without falling behind."

"Deputy City Lord Cang is at the eighth level of Nascent Soul, and even Zhang Lang, the Mountain-Suppressing Fist, can't handle the power of one palm."

"..."

At this moment, Ruan Ninghao's eyes suddenly lit up, unabashedly flashing with excitement, and the saliva in his mouth was almost dripping.

"With good cultivation and great talent, she is simply the woman in this world who is most worthy of me, Ruan Ninghao. Hahaha, this little girl, I will make a decision, young master."

Ruan Ninghao laughed softly, and kept scanning Ziyi with his lustful eyes. He hated that he didn't bring enough tyrannical power when he came out this time. Otherwise, he could have kidnapped Ziyi regardless of the situation.

Have a good time.

The thin old man of the Tiger clan opened his eyes, then frowned slightly, and said in deep thought: "Hey, this little girl's cultivation level should be hidden. If I felt right about that palm just now, her strength should not be as strong as mine.

Down."

When everyone in the Tiger Clan heard this, they were immediately horrified. It was really unbelievable for them that such a young girl had a cultivation level no less than that of the Tiger Clan elder in front of them.

The cultivation level of their tiger clan elders has reached the Eighth Evolution Nascent Soul stage. For such a young girl to have such a level of cultivation, not to mention in the small Frost Kingdom, even within the huge tiger clan, she is extremely

rare.

The eyes of Xuan Zun, Erding Xuanzun of Xuanzong, were shining brightly, and Ziyi's talent strengthened his determination to eradicate the Tiangang Sect.

"laugh!"

Just when everyone was amazed at Ziyi's extraordinary cultivation, Zhang Lang's Nascent Soul was completely reduced to nothing in Yan Lan's hands.

Yan Lan dusted off the dust on his body and rubbed his hands. He also saw Ziyi's tyrannical behavior. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, glanced around, and said lightly: "We are leaving, who else is there?"

Are you going to block the way?"
Chapter completed!