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Yan Lan was wearing a green shirt, with his hands behind his back, standing calmly, with a solemn expression. The cool wind made his clothes flutter and his hair danced, making his slender body more mature and steady.

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Sixteen-year-old Yan Lan has experienced unimaginable changes in just three years, which has made him, who was once simple-minded, become cautious and wise.

In just three years, he went from a little boy who never hurt anyone to a murderous executioner.

However, he deservedly killed every person who died in his hands.

He never kills indiscriminately, and sometimes even deliberately leaves a way for others to survive and retreat. However, his kindness is often regarded as weakness by others.

Ziyi stood on the left hand side of Yan Lan, with cold eyes, and her black dress wrapped her increasingly mature figure.

This is Ziyi after the mutation.

The original Ziyi was a little girl wearing a pink dress, a little girl who was attached to Yan Lan, and a simple-minded girl.

Qing Jian Wuchang stood on the right side of Yan Lan, his body hidden in a wide black robe, looking deep and mysterious.

If it were his previous cultivation level, even if the entire city's monks joined forces, they wouldn't be able to touch a corner of his clothes. As long as he was willing, he could massacre the city with a wave of his hand.

This is the strength possessed by strong people in the distraction stage.

But now, he relies on Nie You's puppet to unleash the power of the mid-stage Yiyan Infant Transformation.

Ten feet behind Yan Lan, Xi Chen, Mo Li and others were holding their magic swords tightly, waiting in formation.

Thousands of feet in front of Yan Lan, the Sanjue Qin still sat in the air, with his hand stroking the strings.

Behind Sanjue Qin, a charming man and a bald man stood side by side, and behind them, twenty Nine-Evolution Nascent Soul stage monks sat cross-legged on the ground.

Thousands of feet away, hundreds of monks who flew out of Dingcheng stood in the sky. The battle between the infant transformation stage powerhouses was worth watching even if they took certain risks.

Battles between masters can best inspire understanding and break through some kind of barrier that has always been impossible to break through.

At this moment, the sky is completely dark except for the bright moon.

However, the light does not affect the vision of Yuanying or even the monks in the infant transformation stage at all.

Neither Yanlan nor Sanjueqin spoke. In the battle between masters, you need to be especially cautious.

The monks watching the battle remained silent and waited patiently.

Suddenly, a gentle sound of the piano sounded in the wilderness. But it only lasted for a moment. The Sanjue Qin held down the strings, smiled slyly, and said: "I didn't expect that you guys really have the courage to follow me."

Yan Lan raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Since I said I would take your life, how can I break my promise?"

Having said that, Yan Lan sent a message to Ziyi and Qingjian Wuchang: "Senior Qingjian, I leave that bald man to you; Yi'er, you have to control the charming man. You must remember that life is the priority.

Let me handle it, this woman is quite weird, I can't see through her."

Ziyi pursed her lips, wanting to say something. She moved her lips a few times, but was finally suppressed by her. She believed that Yan Lan never did anything he was unsure of, and his explanation made sense. After much thought, he finally suppressed it.

In one sentence: "Brother, be careful too."

Qing Jian Wuchang nodded and said: "Yan Lan, don't worry about me. I am a spirit body, and this skin is extremely powerful. Most people can't damage it."

Yan Lan smiled slightly, that puppet was made from Nie You's physical body. Nie You was a strong man in the Tianlu Divination Stage, so how could his physical body be so bad!

"Hahaha……"

Sanjueqin laughed shrilly again, and this laughter seemed to have become her signature opening remarks.

"Ignorant child, you have offended me. Now I have changed my mind and want to massacre all of you, including the women, children and old people behind you."

"Chengkong!"

A piano sound sounded, and the land thousands of feet away suddenly boiled, and an invisible force rushed towards Yan Lan and the others like an overwhelming force.

Yan Lan jumped ten feet forward, stamped his feet on the ground, and roared suddenly. The power of the thunder soul was wrapped up with unparalleled force and blasted into the ground, colliding with the sharp music of the piano.

"boom!"

The earth trembled and the mountains shook, and dust flew up. A strong wind blew, and the smoke and dust dissipated.

A hundred feet in front of Yan Lan, there was a crack that was dozens of feet wide, hundreds of feet long, and bottomless, like a giant mouth from hell, trying to swallow the sky.

"Get ready for battle!"

Yan Lan immediately transmitted the message, and immediately, the thunder sword came out, dancing rapidly, with hundreds of sword lights, heading straight towards the Sanjue Qin.

San Jue Qin's expression remained unchanged, his eyes turned cold, and his hands moved rapidly, as if there were hundreds of hands playing the piano at the same time, and thousands of blades of music flew away.

"Boom boom boom..."

The sword light and the piano blade collided violently, and they all exploded.

Yan Lan's eyes narrowed and she said secretly: "What a strong woman, she can easily resist even the light of my thunder sword."

Sanjueqin smiled proudly, flew up, and said coldly: "Little baby, your little ability is only enough for my entertainment. Let's see how I send you to hell."

"Thousands of strings break the soul!"

Before the voice fell, a ten-foot-long woman's hand appeared in Yan Lan's sight.

"So fast!"

Just as Yan Lan reacted, before he could make a move, the ten-foot-long hand struck him.

"puff!"

Yanlan's internal organs were shaken violently, and she couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

The spurt of blood was relatively light. At this moment, Yan Lan suddenly felt as if his soul were being torn apart by thousands of strings, and a huge sonic boom lifted his body into the air.

Yan Lan felt her body being thrown up quickly, and she gritted her teeth. The thunder soul energy immediately exploded in her soul, and the roar of the piano sound was instantly silenced.

Turning over, Yan Lan fell to the ground, half-kneeling, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Thousands of feet away, all the cultivators tensed up and sweated for Yan Lan.

"Thousand Strings Broken Soul, I remembered that there was once a strong man who was in the middle stage of the Yiyi Transformation. With just one move, he was seriously injured and lost his fighting power. I never expected that such a charming woman was from the Fierce Ax Gang. Gang leader, it’s really a bit out of tune.”

"That young man seems to still have fighting power. It's not simple!"

"This young man is still too young. Give him another three years and Sanjueqin will definitely not be his match. What a pity!"

"I didn't expect that the leader of the Fierce Ax Gang is actually a woman. She is so powerful. No wonder the Fierce Ax Gang is getting stronger and stronger, and no one dares to offend her."

"For a few ant-like mortals, he got into so much trouble. This can be regarded as a lesson to these young people. If he can survive this disaster, he will grow even more rapidly in the future."

"..."

Yan Lan stared at the bright red blood on the ground and slowly raised his head. With this throw, it actually landed thousands of feet away.

"What a strong woman, I didn't even have time to make a move in front of her."

"If it's too late to make a move, even if I have all my skills, it won't help."

Yan Lan gritted her teeth, supported the thunder sword, and stood up.

"elder brother!"

In the distance, Ziyi's concerned roar could be heard. However, Ziyi had no time to pay attention to him because she was already fighting with the charming man.

Qing Jian Wuchang also killed a giant bald man together.

Both groups were afraid of affecting their companions, so they immediately flew thousands of feet away.

Upon seeing this, the cultivators onlookers retreated one after another. Even the aftermath of a battle with a strong infantry-stage warrior was not something that most cultivators in the infant-transformation stage could withstand.

The Sanjue Qin was hanging in mid-air, looking at Yan Lan from a distance, his eyes slightly startled, then his eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "What a young man with extraordinary talent, his soul is immortal after being struck by my soul-breaking blow with a thousand strings. Hmm.

, I haven’t met such a tough opponent for a long time, I have to have a good time. Brothers, please take care of all these people."

After saying that, the twenty Nine-Evolution Nascent Soul Stage cultivators under San Jue Qin immediately stood up, holding big axes in their hands, and charged toward Xi Chen Mo Li indifferently and silently. (To be continued...)
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