The Sixth Patriarch snorted angrily, came to the side of the Fifth Patriarch, raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Seventh Elder, don't be arrogant, our sect has more than just this. If you really want to fight to the death, then I can guarantee that the power of the Xuan Clan will...

It is bound to plummet, and it is not impossible to even fall to the second or third rate power in this million-mile territory."

The Fifth Patriarch also had an angry look on his face, and his eyes were full of evil.

The bare-chested old Taoist sent the barefoot old ghost to the injured disciples, and then he came to the Fifth Patriarch's side like a gust of wind.

Now, the people in the Gangtian Sect can compete with the seven elders and the three puppets, and only three of them are still capable of fighting.

Hearing this, the seventh elder of the Xuan Clan smiled disdainfully and said: "Old weirdo of the Sixth Patriarch, don't try to threaten me. If you were really capable, you would have killed our clan long ago. Why show off your words here? Your sect has a profound foundation, and I

The foundation of our clan is even more unfathomable. You old guys can’t even defeat my puppets, how can you talk about confronting our clan?”

"If you are wise, hand over Yan Lan obediently. I will not argue with you today. Otherwise, I swear that I will play tricks on you old guys, and then slaughter all the little ones, so that the Gangtian Clan will be eliminated from this million-mile territory.

.”

The tone of the seventh elder of the Xuan clan was full of condescension and majesty.

The previous battle had made him extremely confident, and even he was unexpected by how powerful the puppet killer was.

"Hmph, these four puppet-killing puppets of mine were all the masters of the same sect during their lifetimes. Coupled with the refinement of my clan's secret method, their strength has doubled. These four puppet-killing puppets were obtained from a large number of my clan's secrets.

In the killing of puppets, there are thousands of people to choose from, and even my strength is hard to match. Let alone you old guys who live in ease and leisure all day long."

The seventh elder of the Xuan clan became more and more proud as he thought about it. The only thing that hurt him was that a puppet was destroyed under the Sixth Patriarch's forbidden technique.

The Fifth Patriarch waved his gorgeous robes and said angrily: "If you want our sect to give away your disciples, let's have a dream. If you want to fight to the end, I will accompany you."

The Fifth Patriarch was a man of great dignity. In his view, if the Gangtian Clan was frightened by the Xuan Clan's despotic power and did not hesitate to send out disciples to ensure safety, it would be a great shame and humiliation. From then on, the Gangtian Clan would surely become disorganized and become a piece of loose sand.

What's more, the Fifth Patriarch believed that Yan Lan's future was limitless, and that one Yan Lan was worth as much as several ancestors.

How could such an important disciple be given away and pushed into a pit of fire?

"My disciples would rather die in battle than bow their heads!"

Kuang Yuanwu stood up angrily and roared to the sky. Although he was the first to make things difficult for Yan Lan when he first entered the sect, he still had his own bottom line in the face of right and wrong.

Lan Tianzong also stood up and said with sharp eyes: "Seventh Elder, I'm afraid that even if Yan Lan is standing here, you don't have the ability to take her away."

"Hahaha... That's right. Junior Brother Yan's abilities are unfathomable!"

"Think about it before, some old dogs of the Xuan Clan had to tremble under Junior Brother Yan's sword!"

"..."

Some of the injured Xuan Clan disciples laughed one after another and raised their heads to the sky in provocation.

At this point, if you lower your head, it will be a sword. If you raise your head, it will be a sword. How can a person live in this world and practice for hundreds of years without any pride?

The seventh elder of the Xuan clan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he shouted coldly: "Nao Nao, you three, kill those three old guys."

As soon as the words fell, the three puppet-killing figures immediately moved towards the Fifth Patriarch, the Sixth Patriarch, and the bare-chested old Taoist.

The seventh elder of the Xuan Clan gave an evil laugh and glanced coldly at the disciples of the Gangtian Sect standing on the top of the mountain. He gritted his teeth and said, "You little bastards, your words are useless. Your grandfather is here to harvest your lives."

After concentrating his gaze, the seventh elder of the Xuan clan locked his eyes on the barefoot old ghost. At this time, the barefoot old ghost had a messy aura and a pale face, and was surrounded by disciples.

The seventh elder of the Xuan clan raised his lips and said sinisterly: "Barefoot old ghost, you are the teacher of Yanlan's thieves. I will stab you first. I don't believe that Yanlan's kid can turn a blind eye and hide in the dark and live quietly.

.”

Immediately, the seventh elder of the Xuan clan stretched out his right palm, and a strong sucking force enveloped the barefoot old ghost, and pulled him up from among the disciples.

The barefoot old ghost opened his eyes slightly, without any panic in his expression. He pressed his chest and said: "Seventh Elder, if you want to use me as an old ghost to force out my disciple Yanlan, I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you want. However,

Even if I am seriously injured, it won’t be that easy if you want to kill me. If you don’t believe me, try it, come and try it!”

The face of the barefoot old ghost gradually relaxed. His hands gently rubbed his bare feet. What he called mud at the bottom of the soles began to gather into a small ball.

The seventh elder of the Xuan clan focused his eyes. He didn't know what the old ghost was doing. If the old ghost showed fear, he would be more relaxed. After all, among the people who have lived for thousands of years, who doesn't have one or two life-saving magical powers?

, I’m afraid it’s not that easy to kill.

In fact, a desperate counterattack may hurt both sides.

At this time, within a radius of ten thousand miles, vigorous sounds were heard from three places. It was the three people of the Fifth Patriarch who were fighting fiercely with three puppet-killing figures.

Without the interference of the Fifth Patriarch and the other three, the Seven Elders of the Xuan Clan could be said to be superior, with the power of life and death at their disposal.

"Old ghost, I was still pretending before the moment. I don't believe it. You and I are equally powerful, but you are seriously injured, what can you do to me?"

The seventh elder of the Xuan Clan glared fiercely and waved his sleeves, and the nine Gangtian Clan disciples on the top of the mountain were all pulled up by him.

"Old ghost, as long as you dare to move, none of the nine people behind you will survive."

The seventh elder of the Xuan clan threatened. Immediately, he made a seal with his right hand, and a huge formation was formed in an instant.

This formation is a killing formation. It first trapped the barefoot old ghost and the nine disciples, and then slaughtered them one by one.

In the Gangtian Gate, those disciples who were ordered to guard the mountain gate looked anxiously at the scene in the sky. They were helpless in the face of the Seventh Elder.

The barefoot old ghost gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands, and a transparent ball of light with a diameter of a thousand feet emerged from his hands, covering all the disciples.

"Old ghost, struggling to the death!"

The seventh elder of the Xuan clan smiled disdainfully, and the formation was launched. With a bang, it pressed on the transparent ball of light. The huge pressure quickly compressed the ball of light, almost collapsing.

"Old ghost, die!"

The seventh elder of the Xuan clan roared loudly, and with a powerful move, a destructive force condensed in front of his palm, and then he blasted.

The ghostly light penetrated the light ball and hit the barefoot old ghost hard on his chest.

"puff!"

The barefoot old ghost vomited blood and his breath suddenly weakened, but he took a strong breath, took out the wooden stick in his hand, turned into a stream of light, and shot straight towards the seventh elder of the Xuan clan.

"Old ghost, looking for death!"

When the seventh elder of the Xuan clan saw that the old ghost was still able to resist, his murderous intention increased sharply. He immediately opened the old ghost's wooden stick, stepped in the air, and chose to kill the old ghost at close range.

All the disciples of Gangtian Clan showed sadness in their eyes.

Tong Xun, Shi Xu, and Beifeng immediately rose into the sky, each using their unique moves, and rushed towards the seven elders of the Xuan clan.

The little lunatic hugged the unconscious Gao Gao tightly, his body shaking violently.

Kuang Yuanwu, Lan Tianzong and other disciples with strong cultivation levels immediately roared angrily, raising their cultivation levels to the extreme and trying their best to break through the blocking power of the seven elders of the Xuan clan.

However, even though they tried their best to resist, they were facing the seventh elder of the Xuan clan. There was simply no time.

The palm of the seventh elder of the Xuan clan was getting closer and closer to the barefoot old ghost's chest. The ferocious look on the face of the seventh elder became more intense.

"stop!"

Suddenly, an angry shout came from the horizon. The seventh elder of the Xuan clan was slightly startled. He turned his head and found that the person who came was none other than Yan Lan, whom he had been looking for for a long time.

"Good boy, you are finally willing to come out."
Chapter completed!