Yan Lan's eyes suddenly condensed, and the powerful soul power spread out. Unfortunately, the power of the thunder soul could only spread thousands of miles away, and could not reach hundreds of miles away.

The Fifth Patriarch smiled proudly and said: "If the elders of your family set up this formation, I might even take a look at it. Do you think the formation you set up can trap me?"

Xuanye smiled evilly and said: "If I were to set up any formation with my ability elsewhere, you old guys would definitely not take it seriously. However, don't forget that this place is a deserted ghost slope, and others should avoid it.

However, I have been studying this deserted ghost slope for ten years."

"The elders of my clan specially used the strange characteristics of this deserted ghost slope to improve our supreme formation - the soul-locking formation."

"My soul-locking formation, combined with the gray energy filling the deserted ghost slope, not only increases its power a hundred times, but also has the ability to seal souls and spiritual consciousness."

"Hmph, as soon as I activate the Soul Locking Forbidden Formation, none of your spiritual senses will be able to detect more than ten feet away, and your eyesight will not be able to see more than ten feet away. With the effect of **, you think you can do it.

Is this the 200,000-mile deserted ghost slope?"

"If Yan Lan doesn't dare to fight with me, I will not only seal you here, but also tell the world that the Gangtian Sect is as timid as a mouse, and even I, Xuan Ye, don't dare to challenge, hahaha...

…Gangtianmen’s thousand-year reputation may be destroyed in one day!”

The eyes of the Fifth Ancestor flashed with murderous intent. The majestic ancestor of the Gangtian Clan was actually being manipulated by a kid from the Xuan Clan. If word spread, it would be a big joke.

The Fourth Patriarch's eyes were even more formidable. He had been cultivating in a gloomy place for many years and was more accustomed to this deserted ghost slope than others.

Just as the Fourth Patriarch was about to speak, Yan Lan said first: "Xuan Ye, after all, you just want to kill me with your own hands to prove that you are stronger than Xuan Qi. Then I will accept the challenge. However, I remind you again. In the end, it will probably be you.

Death. If I can defeat Xuan Qi, I can naturally kill you."

Xuan Ye sneered wildly and said: "Idiots are talking about dreams. Today, I will take your head, seize your magic weapon, and bring it to Xuan Qi. Let him see that Yan Lan, who made him lose face in the first place, is in front of me.

Vulnerable."

Xuanye said, his eyes were extremely cold, and his fingers were making secrets, but he was not using the formulas, but forming a formation with his fingers.

Yan Lan's eyes narrowed. Back then, he had seen Xuan Qi use his finger skills to instantly form a formation, which was extremely powerful. It was several points more powerful than ordinary special moves.

The Fourth Ancestor shouted: "Xuan Clan boy, if you continue to be aggressive, I can kill the three of you in an instant."

Xuan Ye shouted violently: "Old fellow, if you bully the younger ones with your elders, you will definitely not let it go. When the time comes, not only Yan Lan will be damaged by your Gangtian Clan, but all of you will be buried with him."

"Don't think that just because the Gangtian Clan and our clan are among the three major forces here, you can be arrogant about everything. Our clan's heritage is more than ten thousand years old, how can it be compared to your Gangtian Clan?"

"What's more, I represent the Xuan clan and challenge Yan Lan openly and honestly. You are here to accept the challenge. If you go back on your word, won't you make the world laugh?"

The eyes of the Fourth Patriarch were blazing, and he scolded: "What a sharp-tongued little thief. Since you want to seek death, I will put away my good intentions. Yan Lan, you should have a good fight with him and let him know that I am a member of the Gangtian Clan."

He is definitely not a pushover."

At this moment, the Fourth Patriarch was still thinking about Yan Lan's Thunder Sword, worried that Yan Lan would be defeated by Xuan Ye and the Thunder Sword would be taken away by Xuan Ye.

But when the Fourth Patriarch saw that Xuanye was getting more and more arrogant, he didn't pay attention to Gangtian Clan. He couldn't help but hold back an evil spirit in his heart. When he thought of Yan Lan's endless methods and the astonishing speed of cultivation, the speed of cultivation accelerated.

It's not that Kamikaze Sword's help is no match for Xuanye.

Even killing Xuanye is not impossible.

I hope that Yan Lan can kill Xuan Ye, and in the heart of the fourth ancestor, he temporarily transcends the thought of seizing the Thunder Sword. If he can take action, Xuan Ye's body will be gone, how can he yell in front of him.

In addition, there is a more important reason, which is that the Fourth Patriarch wants to see Yan Lan's true trump card.

Naturally, Yan Lan didn't know the true thoughts of the Fourth Patriarch. He held up his hands and said: "Ancestors, don't worry, it takes great ability to kill your disciples."

The barefoot old ghost frowned slightly and sent a message to Yan Lan: "Yan Lan, are you sure? If you are not sure, Master can ignore the dignity of this sect..."

Yan Lan shook her head slightly and said through a message: "Master, have you forgotten how I traveled millions of miles? Even though I have reached the peak of my three-year infant transformation, you are not qualified to take my life."

While Yan Lan was transmitting the message, he was already walking towards Xuanye.

"Xuan Ye, since you are here to take my life, I will also tell you in advance that today, only one of you and me can survive. You have aroused my desire to kill."

Yan Lan raised his hands faintly, and the mysterious hand skills were quickly pinched on his fingertips. A majestic momentum spread in all directions.

At this time, everyone else retreated thousands of feet away, and their spiritual consciousness was paying attention to the battle.

The barefoot old ghost suppressed his usual cynical smile. Although he knew that Yan Lan was extraordinary, Yan Lan was facing a genius from the Xuan clan.

The genius of the Xuan Clan represents the best among men, the genius among geniuses.

Every genius of the Xuan Clan possesses the strength to leapfrog the ranks, as well as unexpected trump cards.

Kuang Yuanwu whispered: "Although Junior Brother Yan's arrogance when he first entered the school made me quite unhappy, but now it seems that that guy Xuanye is annoying."

Lan Tianzong said in a deep voice: "People of the Xuan clan are used to being arrogant, so naturally they are arrogant. I hope that Junior Brother Yan can wipe this guy out of the world this time to avoid making noise."

The bare-chested old Taoist fanned the small fan in his hand and said: "If Yan Lan could be cultivated by Xuanye in the past ten years, his current strength would definitely be even more terrifying. It's a pity that we couldn't dig out this root before.

Good seedling."

When the other disciples heard this, they all frowned and couldn't help but worry about the outcome of this battle.

Because victory or defeat is not simply victory or defeat, but means life and death.

Yan Lan and Xuan Ye each used their special moves. They were not in a hurry to make moves, but faced each other.

They were feeling each other's momentum fluctuations, looking for the slightest opportunity.

Xuan Ye sounds arrogant, but in his heart he knows clearly that the person who can make Xuan Qi hate him to the core must have extraordinary abilities. Although his strength seems to be far superior to Yan Lan, you still need to be careful. After all, many monks are good at fighting beyond the level.

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Yan Lan is also extremely cautious. The genius of the Xuan clan must have powerful magical powers.

In the deserted ghost slope, the quiet gray air gradually began to flow due to the agitation of Yanlan and Xuanye.

At this moment, the thunder sword in Yanlan's mustard seed bracelet bloomed with purple light, and the sword's body trembled more intensely than before.

Yan Lan had noticed something strange about the Thunder Sword, but he couldn't figure out why the Thunder Sword suddenly mutated like this.

After all, although Xuanye is strong, he is still far from being able to make the thunder sword move like this.

A chilling air filled the central area of ​​Huanggui Slope.

The atmosphere became extremely heavy and depressing, and it seemed like you could hear the heartbeats of everyone.

Suddenly, Xuanye's eyes turned cold and showed madness. He jumped up and pinched his fingers even faster. A violent pressure suddenly enveloped Yan Lan.
Chapter completed!