Chapter 1387 Never exceed life
Guan Tianying's mind roared, and he felt a little confused about Yan Lan.[? ([
At the beginning, Yan Lan entered the Guantian Ding alone and survived for five breaths without any injury, which made Guan Tian Yingkui feel unbelievable.
Guantian Ding is a treasure that can not only refine alchemy and weapons, but also refine people and beasts. It is rumored that if you have great magical powers to open it, you can even refine mountains and rivers and be able to do everything.
No one has ever been able to survive ten breaths in Guantian Ding.
Even the Golden Scale King Python, which had the strength of the Six-Yan Divine Dispersion Stage, only survived for four breaths and was wiped out.
The body of a cultivator with the same strength is definitely not as strong as the Golden Scale King Python.
A hint of annoyance flashed in Guan Tian's eyes. He hated that he had not completely removed Yan Lan's poisonous nails. If he wanted to kill Yan Lan in the future, it would be even more difficult.
Especially if Yan Lan shines in this kingly battle, perhaps even the Lion Kingdom royal family will value him.
At that time, Guan Tianyingkui will be even more unlikely to attack Yan Lan.
At this moment, the amazement of the cultivators was still heard.
"Through Yan Lan of Wuzhou, he must be the strongest person who participated in the king's war in Wuzhou for tens of thousands of years."
"It's terrifying to destroy the powerful Seven-fingered Heavenly Owl in just a few breaths."
"The previous few battles were all incense sticks, who could win so quickly?"
"I just took a look away. Now I have to re-examine Yan Lan's strength. It seems that he is indeed likely to enter the top four."
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She Wusheng looked at Jian Feixian and Lian Wutian's faces with gloomy faces. He originally planned to let it go, but thinking of what the two of them had said before, he couldn't help but respond, "Oh, what did some people say just now?"
"Oh, just now, a Wutian Pavilion Master said, "I should quietly watch Yan Lan, the great genius that this Pavilion values, die. Tsk, did you see it? Did you see it clearly? Come on, let's talk to this Pavilion about your experience after watching it, how about it?"
Lian Wutian's face shook slightly, snorted lightly, turned his eyes elsewhere, and pretended to admire the other participants.
She Wusheng looked at Jian Feixian of the Sword Alliance and said, "Didn't I yell at the beginning to recruit Qizhitianxiao to enter the Sword Alliance? Didn't I say Qizhitianxiao was at hand for the title of the Great Sword Emperor? Didn't I think Yan Lan was just a taming emperor? Oh, my cabinet understands that what I want to express is that a great sword emperor of the Sword Alliance is not an opponent of a small taming emperor of this alliance. So is the taming emperor of this alliance powerful? Or is it that the great sword emperor of the Great Sword Emperor of the National Alliance not useful?"
Jian Feixian's eyes turned cold, but regardless of his strength or support, he was as good as She Wusheng, so he could not do anything at all, so he had to break his teeth and swallow it.
However, Zui Wuyin behind Jian Feixian had a sharp light and a heavy hum.
Zui Wuyin is the Great Sword Emperor. She Wusheng secretly mocked the Great Sword Emperor of the Sword Alliance, but accidentally brought him in.
Zui Wusheng's strength is not inferior to Shu Wusheng, Jian Feixian. He was the former King Zhankui of the Eastern Region. He was just young and had insufficient qualifications in the Sword Alliance, otherwise he would have been in the position of the Pavilion Master.
She Wusheng seemed to be more and more interested, and looked at Guan Tianming again and said, "Oh, I almost forgot about a certain evil spirit. I just said that Yan Lan is a young boy, how capable he can be, and even said that he wanted to take Yan Lan's life. Tsk, you take it to our cabinet to see. At least this cabinet dares not touch Yan Lan. I believe some people know that the explosion just now is amazing. Even if this cabinet faces it personally, they are afraid that it will end up in ashes."
Guan Tian Yingkui was originally a fierce and hot-tempered person. At this moment, he was ridiculed and implicitly mocked by She Wusheng, and was angry and anxious. However, he was inappropriate and could not say a word for a long time. His face became even more flushing, and he wanted to overturn the Sijiao Pavilion where She Wusheng was on the spot.
At this moment, behind She Wusheng, a gloomy light flashed in Gong Mingxian's pupils.
Yan Lan felt the cheers like a tsunami around him, smiled slightly, and immediately fell into the Four Corner Pavilion of Jingwuzhou.
Along the way, Yan Lan felt the different gazes of the Master of Mei Puzhou, the elder Gu Xi of Huangyuzhou, the Ji Canghai of Xiaomingzhou, the Guizanglu of Panglizhou, the Yao Zhilingtong of Qinglongzhou and others.
Yan Lan knew that those were all surprised gazes and were surprised by his strength.
Even though he was as powerful as a demon, his eyes no longer closed his proudly, but stared at Yan Lan from afar.
When Yan Lan arrived at the Sijiao Pavilion in Zhuanwuzhou, everyone immediately became excited.
The barefoot old ghost hugged Yan Lan and said happily: "Haha, no matter how big the old ghost I am, no matter how cynical I am, no one dares to laugh at me."
The old Taoist with his chest bare chest enviously: "Old ghost, old ghost, you and I are people of the same fate, why are you and I on the flat ground and on the sky now?"
Kuang Yuanwu laughed and said, "Haha, a junior brother Yan is better than a million heroes in a state."
Lan Tianzong nodded and said, "No one dares to object to Senior Brother Kuang's words."
Peng Shan of the Seven Star Sect was even more excited. With his original status, he could not have seen such a big scene. Unexpectedly, several unintentional actions would make Yan Lan remember this kind of kindness. From then on, just his friendship with Yan Lan, let alone various forces in Wuzhou, even the large forces in other states would not dare to underestimate the small Seven Star Sect.
Lu Sheng kept grinning.
Long Niu always looked at Yan Lan like a monster. The shock brought to him by Yan Lan completely woke up his dream of being the best in the world.
Ye Mo touched the tip of his nose and said, "What I said before is indeed not bad. How could a genius who can surpass this emperor's limelight be defeated by others? Otherwise, wouldn't it prove that I am inferior to others?"
Forbidden to live and destroy, Niu Lin Jianjun, Mu Huazhang, Yu Rulong and others smiled and surrounded Yan Lan, trying not to lose their composure.
Yan Lan turned around and smiled at Wuse and said, "Brother Wuse, I have completed your instructions. Do you want to recite the sutra of rebirth for Qizhi Tianxiao?"
Wuse clasped his hands together and said, "The little monk knew you could do it. However, it is better to not be reborn as a villain like Qifing Tianxiao. It is better not to be reborn forever. The little monk recited a few curse sutras."
Yan Lan smiled speechlessly and said, "Will it be too cruel if I wiped out the Qifeng Tianxiao?"
Wuse shook his head and said, "If it is cruel, you are not as good as the Qifeng Tianxiao's finger. He relies on his profound cultivation and has a support for his back. However, he has robbed and plundered, committed all kinds of evil, and his methods are extremely cruel. If you don't believe it, you might as well see if there will be many forces in secret to thank you in the future."
Yan Lan smiled, relaxed her mind, enjoyed the enthusiasm of her friends, sat down cross-legged and stared at the next battle.
In the sixth battle, Xiaomingzhou and Ji Canghai went to fight.
Yan Lan stared at Ji Canghai. He still remembered that when he first arrived in Qinglongzhou yesterday, he met a group of people from Xiaomingzhou.
At that time, the Lord of Xiaomingzhou pointed out that the participants in Xiaomingzhou were clearly a bald monk with eight Buddhist beads as big as fists hanging around his neck, and his style was an alien, just like a demon monk.
Chapter completed!