Shuanghan's gaze contained infinite expectations. His appearance also caused the monks watching the battle to become noisy.

"Even the king came in person. It seems that this battle is extremely important!"

"Not only is the king coming in person, the old man next to the king, if I guessed correctly, must be the late king. Even he is here. It seems that the royal family is very determined to eradicate the dark forces. Hey, I didn't expect that the dark forces even the royal family would not dare to easily

provoke."

"The strength of that boy Yan Lan seems to be very important to the royal family."

"Could it be that Yan Lan really has this ability? The dark forces are no joke. Our sect is tens of thousands of miles away from here, and I have to close the mountain gate."

"Yes, I have also sealed the mountain gate, and only two elders are following me to explore the situation. If the dark forces go crazy, I am afraid that no one in the Frost Kingdom can be defeated."

"..."

Although everyone was talking, their spiritual consciousness was always focused on Yan Lan.

In Tiangang Square, Hong Huan and many other monks also poured all their spiritual consciousness into Yan Lan. If Yan Lan was defeated, no one would be able to stop the bloody footsteps of Xuan Zong's potential power.

At this time, those dark puppets were not in a hurry to attack Yan Lan, but were forming several strange battle formations.

Yan Lan was trapped in the center, with soul power locked on every dark puppet.

"You have puppets, and so do I."

Yan Lan smiled softly and thought, and Nie You's puppet appeared immediately. Its deep aura made it difficult for people to understand the strength of Nie You's puppet.

"Ah, this kid Yan Lan actually has such a powerful puppet. Even I can't spy on his strength. This kid is so weird!"

Among the monks watching the battle, there were many knowledgeable people who immediately saw the true form of Nie You's puppet.

When the other monks heard this, they all expressed surprise. Because they could not see the strength of Nie You's puppet.

Yan Lan stood proudly, without any fear. Facing the dark leader, he smiled coldly and said: "Is this the result of your three days of hard work? Look, I, Yan Lan, will destroy all your hard work for three days."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Lan sacrificed his thunder sword, and the lightning around him was surging, releasing a shocking power.

The dark leader's eyes flashed sinisterly. He shouted in a low voice: "You soft-haired kid, you are talking arrogantly. My lovely puppets, kill this little beast, and I will feed you the breath of death."

Fifty dark puppets formed five battle formations and immediately charged towards Yan Lan with their claws and fangs bared.

Yan Lan's eyes were sharp and she whispered in her heart: "I'm just waiting for you to form a battle formation, huddle together, and destroy them together. To avoid being scattered, I have to break them one by one and waste my energy."

Nie You's puppet immediately blocked a battle formation, and powerful fluctuations immediately fell within an area of ​​several hundred miles.

"Wanjian Lingtian!"

Yan Lan danced the thunder sword in her hand as she pleased. In an instant, thousands of sword lights appeared.

There is a faint flash of thunder above each sword light, which shows that Yan Lan's Ten Thousand Swords Lingtian is no longer as simple as before.

Ten Thousand Swords Sword Snake, cruising in the sky at the speed of a lightning movie, instantly tied up a dark puppet battle formation and wrapped it airtight.

"Destroyed!"

Yan Lan roared proudly, and the three thousand sword lights exploded immediately, triggering the violent thunder light and making a deafening explosion.

"boom!"

The sound of the explosion was transmitted thousands of miles away, and the powerful impact energy distorted the space and swept across thousands of miles of land with a power visible to the naked eye.

The monks who were watching the battle hundreds of miles away felt a powerful force hitting their bodies and had to use their spiritual power to resist.

"So strong. The power of Yan Lan's sword has surpassed my strength. This kid is really a monster."

Among the monks watching the battle, a strong man at the Eighth Evolution Nascent Soul stage said in shock.

The other monks watching the battle also nodded slightly. The residual power alone was so powerful, and the power at the center of the battle would be powerful enough to shatter mountains and rivers.

Sure enough, after the explosion, the battle formation was completely wiped out.

At the same time, the bombardment power of the other three battle formations also fell on Yan Lan.

"boom!"

Yan Lan suffered a huge bombardment, and his body was blown up like a meteor. His slender figure shot straight towards the dark and powerful man.

The powerful dark men all sneered lowly. Before they could take action, Yan Lan was already in a state of embarrassment. Their sneers instantly turned into smiles of pride and disdain.

Because, the message they received before said that Yan Lan is extremely scary and they must be careful.

Now it seems that it is not that Yanlan is terrifying, but that Xuanzong's apparent power is too weak.

In other words, the potential strength of the twenty-four of them was extremely powerful. Therefore, they were proud and their tense emotions relaxed a little.

Shuanghan trembled, and just as he was about to send the order for the imperial guards to dispatch, the late king put a hand on his shoulder and said, "No hurry!"

The monks who were watching also frowned and looked puzzled.

"Yan Lan is so vulnerable, I thought he was so strong!"

"It seems that the dark forces are too powerful. What should we do now?"

"I'm afraid Tiangangmen will inevitably end up with a tragic end. We'd better stay away from this place of right and wrong!"

…

In Tiangang Square, everyone saw Yan Lan being blown away, and many people immediately screamed in surprise.

Ziyi was the only one with a sharp look on her face. She didn't believe that Yanlan could be so weak.

Just as everyone was in shock and confusion, Yan Lan's body also violently slammed into the dark and powerful man.

"Come die!"

Several dark warriors grinned cruelly and raised their mysterious blades high, about to pass through Yan Lan's body.

At this moment, Yan Lan's misty eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Thunder Soul Bombardment!"

Yan Lan groaned in his heart, and the power of five thunder souls instantly bombarded the souls of the five dark warriors closest to him.

Every strand of soul power has been compressed five times and has extremely strong penetrating and destructive power.

The five people were shocked immediately, but the strong soul vibration left them no time to react.

Yan Lan held the thunder sword in his hand, sweeping the blade like cutting wheat, and the surging sword power landed on the dark Nascent Soul of the five people without missing a beat.

"Boom boom..."

The five Nascent Souls exploded immediately, and the violent energy pushed the clouds in the sky thousands of feet away.

The dense and mysterious aura of death suddenly filled the area of ​​a thousand feet.

"hateful!"

"Damn it!"

The remaining dark monks started shouting and cursing. They never expected that Yan Lan would actually resort to the trick of sheep eating wolf.

There was another commotion among the monks watching.

"It turned out to be a deception. Yan Lan has a strong character and adaptability. Now the dark powerhouse should go crazy!"

"It's hard to say. Most monks can't hold on for more than a few breaths after the death aura explodes. I wonder how long Yan Lan can hold on and whether he can escape safely from the death aura."

"..."

Most powerful people sense the terror of the death aura. Although Yan Lan's deception was successful, there are still great doubts about Yan Lan's ability to resist the invasion of the death aura.

"Hahaha, little beast Yanlan, you are very smart, but you are too smart. Although you successfully attacked and killed five of my warriors, you cannot resist this strong aura of death. This has been extracted from countless monks

Made of resentment and death, it not only corrodes the body, but also entangles the soul. Let’s see how long you can hold on!”
Chapter completed!