"Swish!"

The thunder is like a rainbow, and the heaven and earth are slaying!

The hundred-foot thunder light released by Yan Lan was violently bombarded with the casual resistance of more than 200 Xuanzong people, releasing a strong air wave and a wave of spiritual power sweeping across thousands of troops.?                           w  w?w?

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The sea of ​​clouds thousands of feet away was shaken away, and countless spiritual birds and beasts were roaring in horror, doing their best to stay away from the vicinity of Tiangang Peak.

All the cultivators of Tiangang Sect couldn't help but squint their eyes slightly. The power of the thunder sword was like the sun, with unparalleled power and strong light.

"Well, with human power, you can actually release such power. Those idiots in Xuanzong are probably not going to survive much."

The thin old man in the tiger clan had a slightly trembling beard and his eyebrows were raised. He felt that the power of the huge heavenly thunder in the world was nothing more than that. This sword simply showed the energy limit that a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage could produce.

"Yan Lan, the opportunity is really enviable, jealous and hateful!"

Dozens of Tiangang disciples also exclaimed in surprise, "If a person who practices has talent, diligence, opportunity, and lacks one, it is difficult to achieve a great climate." However, Yan Lan has all three, and they are all amazingly good, so why don't he envy everyone?"

When the Xuanzong people realized that the situation was not good, it was too late. The response of the person was not as fast as that of the thunderous beam.

They must pay the price for their contempt.

The violent thunderous lightning crazily eroded the bodies of every Xuanzong person.

The lightning energy is extremely strange, and ordinary spiritual power cannot be defended at all. Let thunder penetrate the body, wander through the meridians, and then gather in the Yuan Dan or Yuanying.

Countless thunders, like thousands of arrows piercing through the heart, piercing violently at the Nascent Soul, as if it were thunder, caught off guard.

Many cultivators with advanced cultivation and possessed strange treasures activated their fierce spiritual power to try to explode the continuous erosion of thunder, but the results were minimal.

"ah……"

"Ao..."

On Tiangang Peak, the people of Xuanzong suddenly cried and howled, and screamed endlessly. Countless broken limbs and flesh splattered, bloody and rainy, like hell.

More than 200 Xuanzong monks, at the least, the Nascent Soul was injured and the body was broken; at the worst, the Nascent Soul exploded and the spirit and body were destroyed.

In this situation, even Qinghong Qingye and the Tiger Clan changed their faces slightly, and many female disciples of Tiangang Sect even lowered their heads, unable to bear to look at the tragic scene of flesh and blood.

After a sword, the thunder light comes quickly and the casts quickly.

The dazzling light quickly dimmed, everyone opened their eyes wide and their spiritual consciousness was released. The scene in front of them surprised them.

There were originally more than 200 people in Xuanzong, but now only more than 40 people were left standing in the air. More than 50 people fell on Tiangang Peak, and more than 100 people disappeared completely, leaving no trace of residue behind.

"Gurl!"

Many people subconsciously swallowed their saliva. The eyes were concentrated on the young man standing in the air. The mountain wind blew his silk, his flickering clothes, and his thick long sword shaped him like a sword god descending.

Qingshu looked like a smile and her jade neck shook slightly. She didn't expect that the little guy who had just entered the Tiangang Sect and was looked down upon and teased by her, now he had more strength than her, and even became a savior of the Tiangang Sect.

Xichen and Mo Li's faces were also full of surprise and strangeness. They still remember the first time they saw Yan Lan, who was still in the Tianzuo Peak Gate. In a flash, Yan Lan was above Tiangang Gate and looked down on Xuanzong.

"I have such a genius, and my sword cultivation is so profound. I will look up and see that I can't see that height."

Qingye held the long sword in his hand, murmured and chanted, and his eyes were filled with joy and surprise.

At that moment, Qingye had already seen that the reason why Yan Lan could release such a vast power was not the power of the thunder sword, and it was also inseparable from Yan Lan's own strange characteristics of thunder control.

Even if Qing Ye uses the Thunder Sword manually, it is impossible for him to release such power. Not only that, he will even suffer backlash.

In the air, the remaining Xuanzong monks were still in shock. They looked extremely funny, all of whom were unkempt and dark in their faces, as if they had just dug up from a coal cave, with only two eyes blinking, revealing an incredible look.

"I... why are there only a few people left?"

"A little disciple of Tiangang Sect, the power of a sword, can actually hurt us so badly!"

"That little beast is not only very powerful, but the sword in his hand is an extraordinary thing."

"Yes, if he has such divine power, it must be the sword that helps him. Tell the sect quickly and pay attention to the sword in the hand of the little beast Yan Lan."

"If it is acquired by our sect, our sect's power will definitely be like a tiger. The sect leader will definitely become the number one master of the Frost Kingdom. Our sect will definitely become the overlord of the Frost Kingdom, and even the royal family of the Frost Kingdom have to swallow their anger."

“…”

The remaining cultivator's eyes of Xuanzong wandered away from the sword in Yan Lan's hand, with greed and fear both alive.

Yan Lan noticed that the eyes of the Xuanzong people were staring at his thunder sword. He smiled strangely and immediately threw out the thunder sword. Taking advantage of the time when the Xuanzong monks were distracted, he secretly pinched a spiritual talisman and a message was transmitted to the Xuanmiao Alliance a hundred miles away.

The thunder sword stood ten feet in front of the Xuanzong people, slowly rotating, releasing extraordinary aura.

"You seem to envy this sword. Come on, give it to you, just take it!"

Yan Lan said with a brow raised, but in fact he was regaining his spiritual power madly. Although the attack just now was powerful, he also consumed a lot. The more powerful people of Xuanzong will arrive soon. He must face those powerful opponents in a better state.

The monks of Xuanzong were shocked and immediately retreated several feet. When they saw the thunder sword, they seemed to see the plague god.

Once you are bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years.

Yan Lan chuckled and said, "Didn't you just clamoring to steal my sword? I'll give it to you now. If you have any kindness, stand up and take it. Don't let me look down on you."

The monks of Xuanzong looked at each other and asked them to rob them. They would not have so many concerns. Yan Lan took the initiative to give them, but it made them a little difficult to get off, as if they knew it was a trap, but they had to jump in. Not jumping in would be embarrassing.

The Tiangang Sect also looked puzzled and didn't understand what Yan Lan was doing, but they would never think that Yan Lan would be so stupid that she would hand over the Lei Jian to her.

"Grandma, I'll do it!"

An obese cultivator of Xuanzong immediately stood up and his cultivation level actually reached the Liuyan Yuanying stage.

This man shot the Thunder Sword quickly. When he was ten feet away, his body was beaten and his fat body trembled forward a few times due to inertia.

He took a few steps forward carefully, looked at the Lei Jian carefully, and then he felt ruthless, activate the little spiritual power left, and grabbed it violently.

"Swish!"

A thundering lightning pierced through his body, instantly blasting it into a charred corpse.

"thump!"

He fell to the ground, like a piece of coal falling to the ground, split into pieces, and each piece was black.

Zi Yi smiled and looked at Yan Lan with tenderness, her heart trembled slightly. The unrestrained and powerful charm of the boy made her feel urge to pounce on her and hug her.

The Tiangang Sect cultivator shook his head and smiled. Yan Lan killed a cultivator in the Liuyan Yuanying stage of Xuanzong without any effort. This deal was really cost-effective, and the other cultivators of Xuanzong would be so angry that they gritted their teeth.

As expected, the monks of Xuanzong were shocked and took a few steps back, and immediately cursed.

"Okay, you little beast, set a trap for grandpa to jump inside. My Xuanzong will definitely pull the Tiangang Sect out of the roots."

"Damn it, fortunately I didn't touch it, otherwise I would have died unjustly."

"What kind of sword is this? How could Lei Wei be so powerful?"

“…”

Yan Lan curled her lips, spread her hands and shook her head and said, "You are so shameless. You are quarreling and robbing my sword. I kindly give it to you. You are incompetent and cannot take away this sword. They even blame me for setting a trap. Do you think you are shameless? You, that tall and thin guy, are you shameless?"

The tall and thin monk Xuanzong's face turned pale and his eyes were cold. What could he say? He was indeed giving up his hand, because they were not able to take it off.

Yan Lan smiled coldly, waved her hand, recalled the Lei Jian, turned around and said to the Tiangang Sect cultivator below: "Take out our strongest trick and send these Xuanzong bastards to hell!"

Yan Lan's thunder sword swung and rushed to the remaining Xuanzong cultivators.

Although the power of a hundred feet of thunder is strong, it is also very expensive. The remaining dozens of Xuanzong cultivators are not worth his use of the power of the thunder sword.

In Tiangang Square, dozens of disciples rushed to the injured cultivator of Xuanzong who was scattered on Tiangang Peak and moaned. The elders followed Yan Lan and rushed to the cultivator who hovered in the air in Xuanzong.

At this moment, the overwhelming advantage completely shifted to the Tiangang Sect side. Although the remaining Xuanzong cultivators had extraordinary cultivation, they were severely injured by the thunder and their strength dropped sharply. They would not be the opponent of the Tiangang Sect cultivator with blood-red eyes and strong murderous intentions.

While killing, Yan Lan was paying attention to changes within ten thousand feet.

Suddenly, Yan Lan's brows tightened, and his body moved to the gap in the protection sect formation. He looked at the distance with a serious expression.

"What should be come, you will come anyway. You will come naturally, so I won't be able to dig three feet into the ground and go find you!" (To be continued.)
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