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Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh seven dead and one wounded

Xi Chen raised his brow and said, "Before coming to the imperial kingdom, I said that everything is subject to Junior Brother Yan's arrangements.??                                                                                                            

Mo Li angrily scolded: "What are you waiting for? Go away quickly. I also see that those people are very upset."

Tongli, Shi Xu and Beifeng all nodded and said "um", then followed Yan Lan and Zi Yi.

Qing Jian Wuchang nodded in praise and said with a smile: "Okay, this chivalrous courage is rare in the imperial country. I will also interfere in this matter."

Yan Lan walked to the front of the big man with a big face, stopped, and his eyes narrowed. Behind the big man with a big face, there were seven big and thick monks standing, all with fleshy faces and fierce looks.

Behind the seven strong men, four men in coarse linen were lying in a row, including old men and middle-aged men, all covered in blood and dying.

But in their mouths, they still shouted some faint words.

Yan Lan listened carefully and heard what they were shouting.

"Please...you, let go...my grandson, I will use my life to pay for it!"

"You guys... God kill me, I'm going to kill my son and daughter... you guys!"

"You have sold all the children in our tribe. When will it be the end!"

“…”

The two children, about three or four years old, were respectively packed in two wooden cages, holding the wooden cage with both hands, not crying or making a fuss, looking around, with a little confused and fearful expression.

Yan Lan stared at the two children and thought to himself: "Boy has fifty best human spirit stones and girls have thirty best human spirit stones. I didn't expect that people could also sell them at such a high price. Thinking about Guiwuyicheng, who came and went to the city, earning only 500 best human spirit stones every day. Could it be that the value of the spirit stones became lower when they arrived in the territory of the imperial country?"

Yan Lan clenched his fists and was about to take action. Zi Yi took a step and immediately impulsively turned the big man with a big face and scolded angrily: "You, hurry up, let these two children go!"

The big man with a big face was about to ask Yan Lan if he wanted to buy a child, but saw Zi Yi scolding him. He frowned slightly, raised the giant axe in his hand casually, and shouted: "Little sister, who are you? You dare to block my business? Do you also want to be sold?"

This movement naturally attracted the attention of many monks on the street.

However, the monks were extremely cautious and extremely sensitive. If there was a trace of movement, they could sense a dangerous aura.

Those who are far away will stay in the distance and watch.

Those who are close will retreat one after another to avoid getting angry.

Yan Lan saw the big man with a big face angry, and his eyes turned cold. He quickly pressed and held Zi Yi who was about to take action. With his palm moving, the two wooden cages immediately shattered. With a wave of his palm, the two children came to his arms.

Yan Lan turned around and said, "Senior Brother Xichen and Senior Sister Mo Li, please help me take care of these two little guys."

Xichen and Mo Li immediately took the two children happily, as excited as if they were holding their own children.

Yan Lan moved very quickly. When the strong men reacted, the child had already reached Xichen and Mo Li's arms.

Around them, whispers sounded one after another. Everyone looked at Yan Lan. Especially Yan Lan and her youthful and beautiful people caused a lot of jokes and speculation.

"These young people who are ignorant of the world actually dare to touch the bad heads of the Fierce Axe Gang, and they must have no good results."

"Yes. Don't they know that the Axe Gang not only sells children, but also sells women, but also the price of beauties is even more ridiculously high. Those three girls are afraid they will be in trouble."

"The Axe Gang is a bully in Dingcheng. He does bad things, but no one dares to mess with him. Unexpectedly, today, someone finally dares to pluck his hair from the tiger's head. I admire the courage of these young young people."

"Hmph, why are most people in the Lei Lion Kingdom indifferent and ruthless? Because people with this courage can only die once they are brave. The leader of the Feng Axe Gang is not a good person."

"Hey, these young people have extraordinary temperaments and must be of great origin. They just don't know which sect they are from!"

"What do you care about him? In Dingcheng, I don't know how many people will die every day, and there are many people from famous sects. Who can control all these things?"

“…”

The strong man with a hairy face was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "Okay, you guy, you actually ruined my business. Do you know who I am? Brothers, take action and beat them to death."

Immediately, eight strong men held giant axes in their hands, their lights surged, and their terrifying power surged, and they rushed towards Yan Lan with their teeth and claws.

"Axe Gang?"

Yan Lan's eyes narrowed and he murmured in his heart. The whispers of the people around him were naturally heard by him.

These eight people, the strong-faced man in the Nine Yan Yuanying stage, and the other seven people are in the Eight Yan Yuanying stage.

In the past, Yan Lan had to be cautious. But now his cultivation level has broken through to the Infant Transformation Stage. Although he can't even talk about the early stage of the Infant Transformation Stage, it is no longer the same as the Nascent Soul Stage.

Yan Lan lifted his palm and slammed the huge axe of a fur-faced man.

"boom!"

A powerful energy exploded, the giant axe shattered, and the strong man with fur face flew backwards, and stroked more than a hundred feet along the wide street before stopping.

A deep mark a hundred feet long was left on the wide street.

Immediately, Yan Lan's palm flashed faintly, and the Netherworld Blade was quietly sacrificed, turning into an elusive dark current, which penetrated the dantian of the seven strong men in the blink of an eye.

The Nascent Soul was destroyed and the soul was destroyed. The Blade of Netherworld instantly brought seven lives into the Netherworld Realm.

"Bang bang bang..."

The giant axe landed on the ground, and the seven strong men maintained their original fierce expressions and fell to the ground with a bang, with no breath.

A hundred feet away, the strong man with a fur-faced face lying in the gravel raised his head slightly and noticed that his seven companions were killed instantly. He was shocked and quickly took out a teleportation talisman. While sacrificing the talisman, he shouted: "Little bastard, wait, offend us. None of you can escape."

Before he finished speaking, the strong-faced man disappeared.

The monks watching from afar widened their eyes in surprise.

"Who is that young man? He died seven times and one injury in two moves. The people from the Fighting Axe Gang are all powerful people in the eighth and nine-Yan Yuanying stage!"

"I'm afraid it's the only living person, and it's also the mercy that the young man showed."

"Tsk tsk, you can take action decisively and have no burden. You are such an extraordinary boy."

"Now, they have completely offended the Fengxun Gang. The people in the Fengxun Gang all came from the sea of ​​swords and fire, especially the leader of the Fengxun Gang, who had killed several powerful people in the infant transformation stage and shocked Dingcheng. This Dingcheng can long be called Fengxun City."

“…”

Yan Lan looked at the strong man with a cold face and didn't care about the other party. He just wanted to alarm the senior management of the Fengxun Gang so that he could take it all in one fell swoop.

Because Yan Lan realized Zi Yi’s thoughts. Zi Yi thought about him in everything and tried to make him happy. Naturally, he also wanted to do something to make Zi Yi happy.

The prohibition on the number of people selling in Dingcheng is exactly what Zi Yi thought.

No one knows Zi Yi’s thoughts better than him.

Yan Lan looked at the four people lying on the ground and groaning, and immediately walked over. But the voice of the monks came from his ears: "Young man, leave quickly, otherwise it will be too late." (To be continued.)

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