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The first thousand three hundred and twenty-three chapters are all killed

Buzhen Xian smiled and said, "Ying Huanliu has always thought he was smart and thought no one could see through him, so he dared to sway back and forth around Yan Lan. Now Ying Huanliu must be scared to the point of sweat, and he deeply felt that he was wandering at the gate of hell just now."

Ye Mo nodded and said, "Didn't Ying Huanliu's expression look like he was so scared?"

Everyone chuckled, gloated, and felt quite happy.

Inside the Gangtian Gate, Kuang Yuanwu couldn't help laughing and said, "It's really fun. The old thief in Yingmen thought he was planning, but unexpectedly, he was beaten by Junior Brother Yan. Not only did he lose three ferocious beasts, but even the old thief in Yingqiuliu died suddenly on the spot. It's so satisfying, hahaha..."

The ancestors looked relaxed, and they were worried about Yan Lan until now, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There was only one lonely old man left in Yingmen, and he was so scared by Yan Lan that he must have been frightened and his fighting spirit was reduced sharply.

At this moment, Yan Lan's eyes at Ying Huanliu were completely cold.

Before this, Yan Lan had expectations for the treasure of Yingmen Sect and the treasure of the Sword Alliance, so he did not make any decision.

Now, the Zhenhai Immortal Sword has been destroyed, and the Canggu Dragon Claw is in the Hand of Yinghuanliu.

Yan Lan shook her body and rushed towards Ying Huanyu.

Yingtai looked shocked and all sacrificed magic weapons and weapons, and treated them solemnly.

However, their trembling bodies showed their extreme fear and panic in their hearts.

Only Yinghuanliu has the extremely gloomy eyes and is full of murderous aura.

Jin Shengxi Mie laughed and said, "Yan Lan is ready to harvest the last few lives."

The Buzhen Immortal stroked his beard and said, "At the end of the strong crossbow, the enemy of the enemy is not so easy to deal with. After all, if you are anxious, you still have to jump over the wall."

Ye Mo said: "It may be difficult to deal with when encountering others, but the Yingmen crowd met Yan Lan."

Nan Tuotian said in a hatred: "Brother Yan has let the Yingmen members jump around for too long, so he should have cleaned up long ago."

Fan Lanxiao said: "Brother Tuotian, Brother Yan is calm and confident in his victory. He deliberately saw the true treasure of Yingmen and the sword alliance treasure, so he let them jump alive until now."

Yu Rulong nodded and smiled, "Brother Fan Lan is right."

Yan Lan kept approaching Yinghuanliu, with only about a thousand feet away.

This is an extremely dangerous distance.

But Yan Lan was not afraid, and the Yingmen was afraid of the crowd.

Yingtai saw Yan Lan approaching very close, and Ying Huanliu was not moving at all. One of their responsibilities was to protect the Yingmen Pavilion Master. It was time to be dispatched now.

Yingtai shouted: "Please follow me and kill Yan Lan, you will definitely make great achievements and shine for thousands of years."

"kill!"

The other six people in Yingmen yelled, but the voices were obviously trembling with a hint of timidity.

Yan Lan looked at the seven people who were rushing to kill, without blinking his eyelids. When the thunder soul moved, the thunder rushed in the seven people's souls, and his will immediately dissipated.

Immediately, Yan Lan controlled their souls, threw them in front of the Gangtianmen Mountain Gate, and knelt behind the two sword emperors.

However, the two sword emperors looked indifferent, but the seven Yingtai people had distorted expressions.

Yingtai shouted: "Yan Lan, you are so cruel. Not only do you control our souls, but you also planted a poisonous curse for us, allowing us to endure great pain every moment. In the end, in the endless torture, both body and spirit were destroyed. You are so cruel, you are simply a demon in the world."

The other six people hugged their heads and wailed. They found that the pain was gradual, and the pain was deepening every breath.

The body is in pain and the mind is suffering.

Only when you are desperate and helpless can you be extremely painful.

Yan Lan smiled coldly and said, "You are asking for your own fault. You can only say that you are responsible for your own fault. Ying Huanliu, as the master of the Yingmen Pavilion, aren't you planning to save them?"

Yinghuan's face trembled and said, "Yan Lan, you killed my Yingmen Master. It was your fault first. Now you keep saying that we are the ones who are responsible for it. It's shameless. At most, we are not as skilled as others. Why do you torture them like this?"

Yan Lan laughed a few times, pointed at the three thousand monks in Luoyun City and said, "Old man, ask them, did I provoke Yingdongliu? The old thief of Yingdongliu for no reason blocked me from the way, insulted me, mocked me, and killed me. I endured it again and again, giving him a chance, but he was more and more eager to kill me and even wanted to seize treasures. Yinghuanliu, I asked you, if I don't fight back, would you also scold me as a coward?"

Ying Huanliu said angrily: "Then you resist, you won't want to kill Ying Dongliu."

Yan Lan smiled coldly and said, "First, Ying Dongliu completely angered me, and then I started to fight back. Secondly, not to mention that I didn't know that I was angry and could kill Ying Dongliu with one move; even if I knew that I could kill him with one move, in that case, would I still resist and give Ying Dongliu a righteous reason? Do you think he would listen, or would he be furious and use stronger killing moves on me?"

Ying Huanliu was about to speak, but Yan Lan interrupted coldly: "Even if I have an irreconcilable hatred with Ying Sect, it is still a hatred between me and Ying Sect. Even if you come to seek revenge, it has nothing to do with our master's sect, let alone they have no knowledge. Why do you want to attack our sect and even want to kill the family? Can you really treat me Yan Lan as a good person to bully?"

Ying Huanliu looked at Yan Lan's pupils with murderous intent, and his heart sank. He knew that Yan Lan and Yingmen would never stop until tonight. He would have no way out tonight, so he could only fight to the end.

Or, escape.

However, Yan Lan can see through everything about Yinghuanliu and escape under Yan Lan's nose, which is even more difficult than climbing to the sky.

At this time, Yinghuanliu finally raised his fangs, put down his skin, and said sinisterly: "The little Gangtian Gate is just the beginning of my Yingmen's revenge. When the Gangtian Gate is destroyed, they will make life worse than death, and they will definitely cause trouble for you, so that you can witness their miserable appearance of not seeking death. How can I allow my Yingmen to be defiled casually? The death of the Dongliu Pavilion Master will definitely be buried with you."

Yan Lan smiled angrily and said, "Okay, you finally showed your true face. This is what your Yingmen originally looked like. He is shameless, killing and lustful. He is in chaos. If you want to destroy our master, it depends on whether you have the ability."

"Hahaha... I'm not as strong as you, but I may not be able to kill you at all!"

Yinghuanliu's eyes were red, with both hands spread out, and endless black shadows surged out, under the cover of the night, like a ghost escaping from hell.

A dark torrent broke through the sky, covering the sky and the moon, and rushed towards the Gangtian Gate, like a huge evil beast of hell pounced on the delicious prey.

Deadly silent and cold, only the dense "hissing" sound, like the howling of the end.

The three thousand monks in Luoyun City immediately changed their expressions. Many people showed horrifying expressions and immediately hissed and exclaimed. (To be continued.)
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