Yanlan's spiritual consciousness paid attention to Xuanzong's men and horses rushing to help, and at the same time looked down at the one-sided fighting below.

Qinghong and Qingye both intercepted Xuanzong's strongest Seventh-Evolution Nascent Soul monk, and poured out endless anger, beating each other and running away.

In the Tiangang Square, the Tiangang Sect disciples cleared the Xuanzong monks who had fallen to the ground one by one, and cut their bodies into eight pieces. Yuanying or Yuan Dan used magic swords to blast them into pieces, or forcibly collected them and kept them for other purposes.

For a moment, the originally pure and holy Tiangang Square was like an endless purgatory. Corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed in sheets. It was too horrible to see. Every Tiangang Sect monk became red-eyed and did not allow the Xuanzong monks to beg for mercy.

In more than ten breaths, Qinghong and Qingye killed the powerful Xuanzong man, and gathered beside Yan Lan with the young and old men of the Tiger clan.

Qingye sighed, looked into the distance, and said solemnly: "Next, there will be another hard battle. Senior brother, it is better to disperse all the disciples in order to leave some blood for my sect."

Qinghong nodded, looked at the few Xuanzong monks left, and shouted loudly: "Disciples of the Tiangang Sect obey the order and immediately withdraw into the Wuyuan Mountains. You must not disobey."

All the disciples of the Tiangang Sect were immediately startled and looked up at the sky with tangled expressions. They were all smart people, how could they not know Qinghong's intention. However, how could they leave so easily due to the friendship between the same disciple and the kindness passed down from master to master?

"This sect has left thousands of disciples, countless incense, and I won't let my enemies be eliminated!" Yue Qianchong said through gritted teeth as he split his opponent in half with a heavy sword.

"If I don't leave, my disciple, I am willing to live and die with the sect!" Lei Kuang said with a determined expression as he waved the Lightning Sword Technique.

"Disciple will not leave. I am willing to live and die with the sect!"

"If I don't leave, my disciple is willing to live and die with the sect!"

"..."

The dozens of remaining disciples immediately roared resolutely. The swords in their hands were even more desperate to kill the Xuanzong monks, with sharp edges and powerful power.

Previously, all the disciples who were below the level of the Alchemy Stage were forcibly dispersed by Qingye. Therefore, the remaining disciples believed that even if they were all killed in battle, the bloodline of the Tiangang Sect would be continued.

What's more, Yan Lan still exists, and they don't believe that Yan Lan will die so easily.

Qinghong glanced at Yan Lan and sighed helplessly. At this moment, if he were a disciple of the Tiangang Sect and the sect asked him to escape, he would definitely not be able to do it.

"Okay, this is the blood of our sect. Today, my master will work with you to kill the enemy with swords and defend Tiangang Sect. Let the world know that everyone in Tiangang Sect is strong and strong, even if we die in battle.

Turned into a monument, standing on the top of Wuyuan Mountains forever."

Qinghong's expression was proud, his words were inspiring, and his usually elegant and gentle temperament was transformed into a sharp edge.

The disciples below were all excited, with stern expressions on their faces, as if they were looking forward to death.

Qinghong closed his eyes, hiding the unbearable look deep in his eyes, then patted Yan Lan on the shoulder and whispered: "Yan Lan, you and Ziyi are the most talented people in this sect that have not been seen in thousands of years. If you can't resist for a while,

As you wish

Take Ziyi and leave quickly. I believe that with your ability, you will be able to leave safely. With the talents of both of you, it will be easy to revive the Tiangang Sect. The Tiangang Sect at that time will definitely be stronger and bigger than it is now.

"

Qinghong's eyes flashed with hope, and his tone was high-spirited and a little sad. As the leader of the Tiangang Sect, how could he not want to see the day when the Tiangang Sect would rise to strength.

However, he felt that he would not be able to see it. Although the number of the Xuanzong troops who were about to arrive was not as many as the four Erding branches combined, they were all elite forces with strong cultivation. With their current tired bodies, they could not at all

Unable to resist.

Yan Lan's eyes flickered. This situation reminded him of the fact that when the Yan clan was facing annihilation on the Tianlu, the patriarch Yan Yaoji also gave such instructions and placed infinite expectations on him.

At that time, his heart was as sharp as a knife and he was powerless. He could only pray for mercy from fate. It was from that time that his desire for powerful power became stronger than ever.

At that time, he looked up at the stars in the sky and guessed that each star would have a powerful master. He even hoped that one day he would be able to become the master of a certain star in the future. If such a day came, he would

If the clansmen migrate to the star, so that the clansmen can stay away from killings, he and Ling Yu will not live in crisis every day, and they can smile happily every day and live as they wish.

However, those powerful men from Tianlu shattered his dreams and ravaged his expectations.

He once secretly swore that he would never let tragedy happen again, no matter where he was, no matter what kind of strong person he faced.

Yan Lan was distracted for a moment, then regained consciousness, looked into the distance, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Master, I will never let Xuanzong destroy our Tiangang Sect. Here, there are many masters

My brother's home is my master Qingxuan's home, and it is also my home. I will never allow others to destroy it, even the powerful Xuanzong."

Yan Lan's aura suddenly became deep and sharp, like a sharp sword with its edge clearly revealed.

Qingye's eyes narrowed, and the aura emanating from Yan Lan's body clearly did not contain any arrogance, but instead contained decisive belief and strong confidence.

The young and old man of the Tiger tribe nodded slightly and expressed his approval towards Yan Lan. This young man, who was only in his teens, could actually face the collapse of the mountain without changing his expression. This kind of mind and this kind of tolerance are far beyond those of most people who have lived for a few years.

A century old guy.

Qinghong pressed Yan Lan's shoulder hard and looked into the distance. The black clouds on the horizon were already within reach.

"Hahaha, it's already too late to escape. Today will definitely be the day when the Tiangang Sect will be destroyed."

A powerful voice rolled in from the horizon, full of overbearing and arrogant threats.

Qing Hong smiled proudly and shouted: "The evil demon Xiao Xiao wants to destroy my Tiangang Sect. It's just a dream."

Yan Lan raised the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "It's more than just a dream. It won't take long before this scene will be reversed. I will bring thousands of monks to kill Xuanzong's headquarters. Let Xuanzong disappear completely from this world."

"Hahaha……"

The overbearing and arrogant voice echoed throughout Tiangang Peak.

"You are Yan Lan. You are indeed a genius, a dragon and a phoenix among men. However, you are in the shabby power of Tiangang Sect. Yan Lan, you have extraordinary talents. If you are given a better space to grow, you will definitely soar to the sky.

.Why not join our Xuanzong, your name will definitely be among the elders of the Sanding branch. If you pass the test period, you will also be on the list of elders at the headquarters. In the future, when our Xuanzong becomes stronger, there will be higher seats, etc.

You go and sit down. What do you think, you can think about it. I am knowledgeable and talented, and I can’t bear to see you die in this barren land."

A dark figure appeared, with a young appearance, a handsome face, and a sickly paleness, making him look even more sinister.

This person is Xuantong, the chief elder of the Sanding branch. His cultivation level is the same as that of Guiwuyi City Cang and Yang, the two deputy city lords, both of whom have reached the mid-eighth stage of Nascent Soul.

Previously, Xuan Mang, who was also the elder of Xuan Zong's Sanding branch, had a cultivation level at the early stage of the Yuan Ying stage of the Eighth Evolution.

When one's cultivation has reached the Seven-Year Nascent Soul stage or above, it is extremely difficult to improve each stage. The gap between each stage is also quite large.

Xuantong looked at Yan Lan evilly. He had no good intentions in wooing Yan Lan, but he coveted Yan Lan's endless supply of powerful weapons. He had received a message from his subordinates earlier. In addition, he himself thought

, the reason why Yan Lan is so powerful must have some powerful magic weapons. Otherwise, he would not have such terrifying strength at such a young age.

Yan Lan watched Xuantong's eyes pass over the thunder sword in his hand from time to time, trying to figure out his thoughts. He shook his head and smiled, saying: "From the moment Xuanzong killed my master Qingxuan, Xuanzong and I have been

We are incompatible with each other. What's more, our two factions have so many casualties. Do you think the knot between you and me can be resolved? Besides, I'm afraid your purpose of wooing me is not so simple!"

Yan Lan deliberately raised the thunder sword in his hand and stroked it gently. The thunder light flickered, indicating that this sword must be an extraordinary thing.

Xuantong's eyes immediately became hot, and his expression suddenly turned cold. He touched his nose and said with an evil smile: "That means there is no need to discuss. In that case, let's fight!"
Chapter completed!