After Yan Lan finished speaking, he glanced around and saw everyone looking at each other with tangled expressions. It seemed that they were all a group of guys with treacherous intentions but no courage.

"Huh, the forces here are mixed, there are many masters, and many forces have ulterior motives. If they are all offended, I am afraid it will bring disaster to Tiangang Sect. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Xuanzong and the Ruan family will return to Wuyi City and let you be happy first.

In a moment, I will settle the accounts later."

Yan Lan secretly chanted, most of the people here have strong backgrounds. If they really form a deadly feud, not only will they be able to leave safely today, but also in the future, the forces of revenge will probably overwhelm the Tiangang Sect.

"Walk!"

Yan Lan took advantage of everyone's hesitation, shouted softly, pulled Ziyi and shot up, Qinghong Qingyu also understood and followed closely.

"Where to go?"

A cold shout rang out, Yan Lan's eyes tightened, and she saw eight men in black surrounding the four of them.

"Xuanzong!"

Yan Lan's eyes turned cold, his soul power swept away, and he was secretly surprised. The leader of Xuanzong, Erding Xuanzun, had a cultivation level as high as the peak of the Seventh Evolution Nascent Soul Stage. Among the remaining seven people, one person had cultivated to the Seventh Evolution Yuanying Stage, and two of them had a Sixth Evolution Stage.

The Nascent Soul stage, the Nascent Soul stage of the four people and the Five Evolutions.

"The weakest ones have actually reached the Wuyan Nascent Soul stage. How strong will those strong men in Xuanzong Sanding Branch and even Xuanzong Headquarters be?"

Yan Lan suppressed the surprise in her heart and stared at Xuanzong's eight people with cold eyes. The accumulated combat power of these eight people was far stronger than the four of them.

"There are so many of us, and if we let the young boy from Tiangang Sect leave safely, all the monks in the world would laugh out loud. You are not afraid of embarrassment, but I am not that thick-skinned. Kill him!"

Erding Xuanzun shouted coldly, and the eight people moved, and the huge blades filled with great pressure, and they blasted towards Yan Lan and the four people overwhelmingly.

"Yanlan, Ziyi, be careful."

Qinghong shouted violently, and the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath. The gentle aura in the past suddenly disappeared, and the murderous aura erupted, with the potential to swallow mountains.

"boom!"

Huge air waves rolled fiercely in all directions, and a melee between four people and eight people began.

"Xuanzong, you have pushed me too hard again and again. Don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless."

Yan Lan made a seal with both hands, and two Nether Blades appeared immediately. A faint light flashed through, and the two monks at the Yuan Ying stage of Xuanzong's Fifth Evolution immediately looked horrified. This Nether Blade could actually quickly pierce through hundreds of their protective restrictions.

, invading towards their bodies like devastation.

After three breaths, the two of them turned into two lumps of dead flesh, leaving no Nascent Soul behind.

Erding Xuanzun frowned and was horrified in his heart. He shouted loudly: "Let's all come together and beat the immortal fetus until it is revealed. Otherwise, no one can expect to get the immortal fetus. I don't believe that the people in Tiangang Sect have three heads and six arms and can resist."

An offensive of hundreds of people."

When everyone heard this, their eyes were filled with greed, and they immediately agreed with Erding Xuanzun's words. Suddenly, dozens of monks jumped out and attacked Yan Lan and the four of them.

Among these dozens of monks, the lowest cultivation level is at the third-generation Yuanying stage. The highest cultivation level is at the seventh-generation Yuanying stage.

Obviously, they saw how powerful the four Yan Lans were, and they all came out with their best, intending to win a quick victory with an overwhelming advantage.

Yan Lan's heart sank, and huge pressure suddenly came over him, making him feel sluggish under the pressure.

"puff!"

Qing Yu was attacked by several people, and his body fell heavily to the ground, unable to suppress the flow of blood.

"Master!"

Yan Lan and Zi Yi shouted in unison.

Qingyu and Qingxuan were twin brothers. At this moment, Qingyu, who was seriously injured, looked very much like Qingxuan when he was on the verge of despair. Yan Lan and Ziyi immediately thought of the past that they could not bear to look back on.

Five majestic sword rays struck Qing Yu who was lying on the ground like the weight of a mountain.

There was a sadness in Qingyu's eyes, and then he looked crazy, and the Nascent Soul in his Dantian gradually lit up. He was actually preparing to blow up his Nascent Soul and die with his enemies.

This scene is exactly the same as the original Qingxuan.

"Whoever kills my master, die!"

Yan Lan's violent voice, filled with overwhelming anger, suddenly sounded.

"boom!"

A body as dark as an abyss suddenly fell in front of Qing Yu like a cannonball. He opened his hands, and all five bombardments exploded. Then his eyes turned cold, and the five Nether Blades shot out instantly, passing through without any delay.

After looking through the bodies of the five people, in the blink of an eye, there were five more dead bodies on the ground.

"So...so strong!"

The other monks who were besieging Qing Yu immediately avoided him by thirty feet, with horror in their eyes.

The rest of the people fighting in the melee felt an extremely powerful aura, appearing directly in the battle circle as if it appeared out of nowhere, and immediately became vigilant.

Yan Lan and Zi Yi each burst out with a powerful energy, and immediately retreated, standing behind the dark figure, and surrounding Qing Yu who was lying on the ground.

Qing Hong also cut across with his long sword, releasing a strong sword force and forcing the ten people in front of him to retreat ten feet. He also gasped and retreated to Yan Lan's side.

Everyone was also smart people. After feeling the tyrannical aura, they did not fall in love with the fight. Instead, they gathered together with wary expressions and cast their eyes on the dark figure.

The dark figure is none other than Nie You's puppet, whose strength has reached the stage of infant transformation.

The strange beast Zilin and the Thunder Sword were too eye-catching, and Yan Lan did not use them until he reached the point of despair.

On Yanlan's side, Qingyu was seriously injured;

Qinghong was panting, his spiritual energy was flowing violently, and it was obvious that he was spending a lot of money;

Ziyi's face is also slightly pale, and her breath is slightly chaotic. Although her cultivation has reached the eighth-end Nascent Soul stage, she has little combat experience. Apart from the mysterious demonic energy and the power of the black phoenix, she has no other sharp killing moves. She also obeys Yan.

Lan suggested that you should not use the mysterious evil energy and the power of the black phoenix easily until the last moment.

Yan Lan did not consume too much. The energy density of his Nascent Soul was far higher than that of monks of the same level, and he had strong combat endurance.

Xuanzong, on the other hand, lost two Wuyan Nascent Soul stage monks, and the rest were injured or out of breath. Only Erding Xuanzun looked better. It seemed that they had not gained much benefit from the Yanlan group.

Among the more than forty monks, several were injured and five died, but they were killed by Nie You's puppets.

The focus of everyone's attention was all on Nie You's puppet. With their knowledge, they could not tell that it was a puppet at all, which showed that the Tianlu Sun family's puppet refining skills were extraordinary.

"Two sixth-evolution Nascent Soul stage monks, two fifth-evolution Nascent Soul stage monks, and one fourth-evolution Nascent Soul stage monk were killed by the dark figure as soon as they met. They had no power to fight back. That person's cultivation level

, I’m afraid I’ve reached the Nine-Year Nascent Soul stage.”

"More than the Nine-Year Nascent Soul Stage, this majestic momentum should have one foot stepped into the Infant Transformation Stage."

"Infant transformation period? Phew, when did such a tyrannical master appear in the Frost Country?"

"How can there be such a strong person in the small Tiangang Gate? It's impossible. If a strong person in the infant transformation stage is born, the color of heaven and earth will change. For thousands of years, there has not been any strange phenomenon of the birth of a strong person near Tiangang Gate."

"..."

Everyone's throats were dry and rolling, and within ten thousand feet, there was no other sound except low exclamations and the whistling wind.
Chapter completed!