"You are such an arrogant guy. How dare you ask your grandfather to kneel down and apologize to you? Come down if you can!"

Yue Qianchong raised his voice, pointed at Ruan Ninghao and shouted angrily.

Ruan Ninghao naturally would not go down. He raised the corner of his mouth and shouted: "Your father, I have arrogant strength. How about you come and beat me? If you have the ability, come up and beat me! Come and beat me!"

"Come down, come down if you can!" Yue Qianchong yelled.

"Come up here, come up if you have the guts!" Ruan Ninghao also teased unconvincedly.

"Okay, come up right now. I'm still afraid of you, young master!"

Yue Qianchong looked at Ruan Ninghao, who was extremely frustrated, and his heart was filled with anger. He was about to go out of the sect-protecting formation and fight with Ruan Ninghao for his life.

Yan Lan held Yue Qianchong's shoulders, pursed her lips and smiled, saying: "Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. I was the one who caused the trouble, so I'm the one responsible for it!"

Yan Lan jumped lightly, and her body rose up like a feather. Her free and easy posture made some female disciples who ran up to Tiangang Square blush, and their eyes were full of spring.

When Ruan Ninghao saw this, he immediately stepped back a few feet. He had seen Yan Lan's power with his own eyes. If he had gone into battle in person, he would have been defeated by Yan Lan in just two or three strikes. But he was a little confused, why couldn't he see Yan Lan's power before?

Lan is so powerful, why did Yan Lan's cultivation improve so quickly?

At the same time, the few monks who had seen the power of Yanlan at the edge of the Purple Forest also involuntarily took a few steps back.

However, most of the Ruan family monks moved forward a few feet with great airs, tightly protected Ruan Ninghao, and formed a siege formation against Yan Lan.

Yan Lan looked at the many masters who intercepted him. Still calm and composed, he said with a cold smile: "Young Master Ruan, you have the ability. Say what you just said again."

Ruan Ninghao's heart was shaken, and he shrank back involuntarily, and then more masters surrounded him and protected him closely.

Ruan Ninghao saw two strong men at the Nascent Soul stage of the Eighth Evolution, guarding him at all times, and he tried his best to calm down.

After all, he was also the young master of the Ruan family. In front of so many subordinates, he couldn't be completely arrogant, so he immediately plucked up the courage. Suppressing the trembling in his voice, he shouted: "Yan Lan, do you think I'm afraid of you? I'm here this time. That's it.

I want to take you and Ziyi away. I will also ask everyone in Tiangang Sect to kneel before me, apologize, and offer precious elixirs and magic weapons as compensation. You think so, right?"

"yes!"

The monks from various sects summoned by the Ruan family immediately roared in unison, and the noises started one after another.

"The Tiangang Sect hurt the disciples of our sect and took away the magic weapon of our sect's treasure. If we don't seek justice, how will our sect face the world in the future?"

"All the monks in this sect will never repay this debt in their lifetime. This debt should be settled with you."

"My sect's great elder also died on the spot in vain. Even the sect's treasure was lost. It must have been stolen by you."

"..."

Yan Lan looked at the angry people, and he suddenly felt a little funny. Sometimes he couldn't tell the difference between truth and fallacy just by listening to what people said.

He and Ziyi, relying on their true abilities, obtained the immortal fetus in the Ziqian Forest. After leaving the forest, they were shamelessly surrounded by everyone and forced to kill. At that time, their strength was so powerful compared to hundreds of monks.

Weak and desperate. By using his trump card one after another, he resisted the summons of death one after another.

At that time, no one showed mercy to them, and no one showed mercy to them.

Faced with the siege, they had no choice but to resist desperately.

Either you die or I die, life and death all depend on their own methods.

Originally, with so many sects besieging him, he no longer wanted to worry about it and just wanted to attack a few leading forces.

Unexpectedly, these shameless guys were so shameless that they ran up to the Tiangang Gate and shouted.

A cold light flashed in Yan Lan's eyes, and his murderous intention suddenly rose.

In particular, Ruan Ninghao is still plotting against Ziyi, which makes him even more angry.

Anyone who intends to get his hands on Ziyi and do evil to her must die.

He didn't want to make Ling Yu's mistake again. He promised Qingxuan that he would take good care of Ziyi.

In this world, only those who are completely dead will not pose a threat to the living.

Yan Lan took a deep breath. Behind the Tiangang Sect, there was Xuanzong watching eagerly. Behind these idle people, there were dozens of powerful sects. It was not that he was afraid of the revenge of those forces, but that he did not want to be blamed for his own actions.

Being reckless will put more pressure on your own monks.

"Outside the Ziqian Forest, I was surrounded and killed by thousands of people, and I had no choice but to fight for my life. The incompetent people deserved their death due to the fighting. I don't want to argue with this hatred anymore. Now, I would like to persuade you once, don't

If you want to follow the Ruan family and make a fuss, it's still too late to turn around now. If you really offend me, I won't mind destroying your sect as well."

Yan Lan's voice was cold and cold, with a hint of murderous intent.

"Bah, what an arrogant tone. No matter what the reason is, my sect monk died at your hands. I will seek justice from you today."

"That is, don't be deceived by this kid. He is clearly afraid of us and deliberately speaks divisive words."

"Yes, don't let this kid disturb your mood. We have so many strong men, and with Master Ruan standing up for us, the Tiangang Sect is nothing..."

"Bang!"

A crisp sound interrupted the monk's utterance of the word "fart".

Everyone was shocked, and when they took a closer look, they saw that the monk who said "Tiangangmen is nothing" was slapped by Yan Lan from afar, causing his head to turn 180 degrees, and he fell straight towards the mountains below.

Life and death unknown.

"Well, a monk at the Fourth Evolution Nascent Soul Stage was so slapped by this kid that he couldn't find his way!"

Many people took a deep breath and heard the sound of swallowing saliva in their throats.

"You kid, you're looking for death!"

Immediately, the two monks at the seventh-evolution Nascent Soul stage looked furious, and they all took action and rushed towards Yan Lan.

Yan Lan did it in front of these powerful men, simply not taking them seriously.

When everyone in Tiangang Square saw this, they were not worried. Yan Lan’s current cultivation realm was as high as the early stage of the Nine-Evolution Yuanying Stage, and there were various powerful methods emerging one after another. With two guys at the Seventh-Evolution Yuanying Stage, they were not his at all.

opponent.

"boom!"

The two Seventh-Evolution Nascent Soul Stage cultivators mobilized their mighty spiritual power and turned into two huge storms, sweeping straight towards Yanlan.

Yan Lan smiled coldly, opened her hands, and the two Nether Blades suddenly shot away, crossing an imperceptible arc and blasting into the two spirits like lightning.

Before the two monks at the Seventh Evolution Nascent Soul Stage could resist, they instantly turned into two empty shells of dead corpses and fell to the ground.

Everyone in the Ruan family was stunned, looking straight at the two people who were alive one moment, and turned into two corpses the next moment. Such changes were simply earth-shaking.

"Those are two seventh-evolution Nascent Soul stage monks! They were so stunned when they met each other."

This ray of surprise immediately appeared in the minds of most of the Ruan family monks.

Yan Lan made a hand seal with his hands, used his spiritual power, and blasted into two spiritual storms. He immediately reversed the direction of his attack and violently swept towards everyone in the Ruan family.

"ah!"

With the furious blows of the two Seventh-Evolution Nascent Soul stage, coupled with Yan Lan's additional spiritual power, a violent storm blasted into the crowd of the Ruan family, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. Everyone in the Ruan family immediately fell on their backs and howled miserably.

"snort!"

The two eight-year Nascent Soul cultivators snorted angrily, while protecting Ruan Ninghao, they flipped their palms to diffuse the spiritual storm.

Ruan Ninghao was shocked and immediately shouted: "Come together and beat that little bastard to death."

"kill!"

Immediately, more than thirty strong men came to their senses and came towards Yan Lan with swords in their hands.

"Oh, it's fun to play gang fights! Reciprocity is reciprocated, and I also treat guests with gang fights."
Chapter completed!