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The first thousand one hundred and thirty-one chapters say that there is no soul

What surprised Yan Lan was that the Evil Shadow Sword Emperor did not act as anxious as Gong Zushu and Guan Tianying, but stood quietly in the distant sky, looking at him coldly.    ?

"What a Yan Lan, who even failed to die in a big battle, even I couldn't help but admire it. Today's battle will make you famous throughout Jingwuzhou. I will leave you to recover for ten breaths. After ten breaths, I will take action and give you a perfect curtain call for your life!"

The voice of the Evil Shadow Sword Emperor is evil and domineering.

Yan Lan looked at the Evil Shadow Sword Emperor, frowned, and thought: "In the battle of the Black Prison Mountains, Liuying Sword Emperor is a soulless person. Today, the battle of the Yantong Mountains, Gong Zushu, Feng Hebai, Guan Tianying and others all have souls. It can be inferred that they had nothing to do with that lord, and the mysterious lord was just revealing my whereabouts to them, and then using coercion and inducement to let them make arrangements early."

Yan Lan narrowed his eyes: "In other words, does that master have great prophecy? Or he knows that the ancient tomb is located in the form of the Big Dipper, otherwise he cannot infer that I will come here. In addition, only the master's layout can hide it from my eyes. The master did not take action personally, and it means that the time has not come, or that it is subject to some restrictions."

Yan Lan's soul power arrogantly swept over the Evil Shadow Sword Emperor, his eyes tightened, and he thought to himself: "The Evil Shadow Sword Emperor is not a soulless person, but he has a brother relationship with Liuying Sword Emperor, one has no soul and the other has soul. Could it be..."

Yan Lan's eyes suddenly lit up, and a hint of horror flashed through her pupils.

A thought arose in his mind, that is, the five people of Zihuo, the Black Pavilion Master, the Wu Lao, the Liuying Sword Emperor, and the Hua Zuichou, did not really die. Their souls were withdrawn by the Lord and controlled by them.

A touch of coldness came from Yan Lan's heart.

If those five people have not really died, what level will their strength reach, and when will they choose to take action?

Yan Lan's pupils are thinner. The powerful enemy with an open face is not scary. What is scary is the dark enemy who is hidden in the dark and has no trace.

Ten breaths are approaching, Yan Lan steps in the void and walks towards the Evil Shadow Sword Emperor.

The Evil Shadow Sword Emperor thrust slightly, looking at Yan Lan coldly, wondering why Yan Lan suddenly walked towards him.

The cultivators from Liuxian Town and other three places all opened their mouths wide. Yan Lan's battle was beyond their imagination, and even the amazement and praise were not enough to describe everything they saw.

The momentum of the war subsided, and the cultivators also recovered from their shock.

Lu Sheng said in confusion: "What's wrong with Boss Yan Lan? Did the bullshit Sword Emperor absorbed his mind? Why did he approach the bullshit Sword Emperor without any defense?"

The Evil Shadow Sword Emperor suddenly raised his head and glared at Lu Qian in the vortex sky.

Even though his fierce eyes passed through the vortex sky, millions of miles apart, it still made Lu Su's eyes hurt severely, and he immediately covered his eyes and hummed.

Seeing this, Mihong Pao and Xun Qing Pao immediately released a strong spiritual power to relieve Lu Sheng's discomfort. ◎        ?№                                    �

Lu Qian pointed his eyes at two fingers, then opened his blood-red eyes, looked at the Evil Shadow Sword Emperor angrily and said, "Tsk tsk. It's really a bullshit Sword Emperor, are you afraid of people talking? If you are afraid of people talking, don't bully the few with the power. Your master just told you a fortune, and you will have a bloody disaster today. The person who killed you is Yan Lan, hahaha..."

The Evil Shadow Sword Emperor was furious, his eyes flashed with evil light, and there was a strange light that wanted to rush towards Lu Qian.

Yan Lan snorted angrily, his mind moved, and he used the hand of the God of Death to block the Evil Shadow Sword Emperor's eyes.

"He is my brother. My best friend. If you hurt him once, this slap is to teach you a lesson for him!"

The hand of the god of death condensed into a palm of one meter and shouted suddenly towards the Xieying Sword Emperor's face.

The Evil Shadow Sword Emperor was furious. Unexpectedly, Yan Lan took action without any scruples for his friend. He is the Sword Emperor, famous in Wuzhou, the leader of the high-level Sword Alliance, and was arrogant. When was he insulted like this? When was he beaten up when he was told?

The Evil Shadow Sword Emperor snorted coldly, and a sword edge slashed the hand of the God of Death.

Unexpectedly, the sword edge actually penetrated the hand of the god of death.

However, the sword edge after penetration was broken and its power was only 30%.

The Evil Shadow Sword Emperor raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The curious power can even corrode the edge of my emperor. No wonder Gongzu Shufeng Hebai and others are not your opponent. However, I am not comparable to them. How can I be just a palm?"

As he spoke, the Evil Shadow Sword Emperor gently swung his right hand, and a strong wind blew like a sword, blew violently towards the Death Hand, which blocked the Death Hand.

Immediately afterwards, it seemed as if the strong wind was blowing on the sand dunes, and the energy of the Death Hand gradually dissipated, gradually becoming smaller, and completely dissipated after three breaths.

"I said, but that's it!"

The Evil Shadow Sword Emperor no longer cared about Lu Qian, but stared at Yan Lan. He said this, and he actually understood very well in his heart that this palm was just a casual palm of Yan Lan, and he actually asked him to use two moves to resolve it. It was so extraordinary.

Seeing that Yan Lan had taken action for him without hesitation, Lu Shang felt warm and smiled, and no longer provoked the Evil Shadow Sword Emperor, so as not to bring unintentional disaster to Yan Lan.

At Tiangang Gate, the old man Kuye smiled and said, "Haha, Yan Lan is still the same temper he had at the time. No one can hurt the things he wanted to protect. Yan Lan's re-scaling is love, family and friendship, and they all attach great importance to it. But he seems to have no love?"

Jian Pingchuan frowned and said, "Mu Yanlan has many people, but Yanlan looks down on him. Love is not like friendship, and it requires special fate to get it. Don't forget that Yan Lan has a little girl around..."

The old man Kuye smiled knowingly and turned his gaze to Yan Lan.

Qinghong and four other elders smiled happily, not only feeling relieved that Yan Lan valued love and friendship, but also feeling happy and proud that Yan Lan successfully swept away the strong enemy.

After all, three thousand ferocious beasts, millions of sword edges, thousands of cauldrons, and the leaders of the three alliances came in person, and now only the Evil Shadow Sword Emperor is left.

With only one person left, their confidence in Yan Lan was greatly improved.

However, when everyone saw that the Evil Shadow Sword Emperor easily destroyed Yan Lan's hand of death, his eyes became solemn again.

Yan Lan looked at the proud Evil Shadow Sword Emperor and said, "The power of the Sword Emperor is indeed above Gong Zushu and Feng Hebai."

The Evil Shadow Sword Emperor said coldly: "It's true. In Wuzhou, I have never met an enemy. Even the Zihuo Man and Wu Lao must give in to me seven points when I see me. However, you, Yan Lan, you dare to take action when you see me, and even want to slap me in the face. I really have to admire your courage."

Yan Lan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Before starting a move, I have something to tell you."

The Evil Shadow Sword Emperor said impatiently: "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. Ten breaths have arrived. What other means do I have? Just use it on me."

Yan Lan smiled faintly and said, "This matter involves your younger brother Liuying Sword Emperor."

The Evil Shadow Sword Emperor raised his eyebrows and stared at Yan Lan and said, "I will give you ten breaths to me with a voice transmission!"
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