When Xu Ran came to the Changliu faction, he had already covered his face with a mask, so he didn't hide the aura on his body, an extremely domineering and domineering aura, like a storm, raging towards Changliu Mountain.

"Who is this person and why is the aura so powerful"

"With a mask on his face, he doesn't show his true face, I'm afraid that the person who comes is not good"

"Go and ring the alarm bell and inform the three"

In the huge square of Changliu Immortal Gate, there were still disciples who practiced swords, and they successively discovered Xu Ran who was approaching quickly.

Xu Ran wore a bronze mask, and his aura was strong, and for the disciples in the square, it felt like the sky was falling, shaking.

Xu Ran was like an emperor descending, with the mighty aura of an emperor, ignoring these ordinary disciples, Xu Ran flew directly over their heads and flew inside.

When Xu Ran flew over the heads of these disciples, a terrifying wind blew, and below, a group of people turned on their backs.

Above, there are rows of buildings, one of which is resplendent with an air of divine majesty.

"What kind of person, trespass on my long stay in the immortal gate"

There was a cold snort in the main hall, the voice was majestic and low, and the next moment, I saw a man in a dark robe, flying out of the main hall, his brows were furrowed, and his cold face was a little fierce.

"Contemptible people are nameless, come to Changliu Mountain to get a thing, named Millennium Ice Lotus" Xu Ran said with his hands behind his back and a hoarse tone.

"I don't have what you want for a long time, and even if I do, I won't give it to you," the man who flew out said coldly.

"That's going to offend"

Xu Ran said lightly, then jumped in the air, held the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and poured spiritual power into the Qingfeng Sword, and the sword swam away like a spiritual snake, stabbing at the cold man with a sharp edge.

"How daring, since ancient times, no one has dared to come to me to stay in the wilderness, you are the first," said the older man, and as he spoke, he offered a long sword, his wrist shaking, and a sharp light bloomed.

Jingling!

The two long swords collided together with a crisp clashing sound.

Xu Ran picked up the man's long sword with the tip of his sword, and at the same time, approaching the man, he directly kicked him in the chest, but the latter made a fist with his other hand and collided with the soles of Xu Ran's feet.

With the two as the center, the spiritual power formed a strong wind rippling out.

The two fought for a moment, then separated at the same time.

"Could it be that this person is one of the three, although I only used eighty percent of my strength, but it is on par with me" Xu Ran under the bronze mask stared at the latter's face and thought in his heart.

Xu Ran just made a move, completely testing the other party's strength.

After a short exchange of two moves, Xu Ran sensed that the strength of the other party, if divided according to the level of Qingyunmen, should have reached about the second or third level of the Taiqing Realm, which was two small realms lower than his own.

Thinking of this, Xu Ran suddenly froze, and he didn't dare to underestimate the master in Hua Qiangu.

And Mo Yan on the other side looked at it with a solemn expression, the mysterious man with a bronze mask on the other side, the strength of the other party was very strong, and he had the upper hand in just two moves.

Mo Yan carefully sensed the breath of the other party, could it be the Seven Killing Sect's Killing Saint Monarch, but this breath did not have the evil aura of killing Que Mo, Mo Yan couldn't understand what the other party was and identified.

"You are the World-Honored Moyan, right?" Suddenly, Xu Ran asked in a low voice, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

Xu Ran looked at the man in front of him, the other party was a little older, and his face was majestic and cold, which was very in line with the World Venerable Moyan, one of the three long-staying statues.

"Hmph"

Mo Yan snorted coldly, which was regarded as affirming Xu Ran's guess.

Mo Yan was very unhappy in his heart, the other party had already figured out his origin, but he didn't know anything about this mysterious master with a bronze mask.

"Senior Brother"

In the distance, there was a deep voice, approaching at a very fast speed, and soon, an elegant young man appeared in Xu Ran's sight.

This elegant man, dressed in purple and with a jade belt, was lazy and elegant, playing with a long howl in his hand, looking curiously at Xu Ran with a bronze mask.

"You retreat quickly, I will stay in the sect for a long time, it's not for you to be wild" Mo Yan ignored his junior brother, looked at Xu Ran, and warned coldly.

"If I don't leave, you can drive me away, if I want to go, you can stay" Although Xu Ran's tone was flat, it was full of domineering.

After testing the strength of the World Venerable Moyan, Xu Ran had already made a general conclusion about his strength in the Flower Thousand Bone Plane.

"What an arrogant tone, since that's the case, then I'll kick you out" Mo Yan laughed angrily.

As a long-staying world venerable, he is respected, and this is the first time that someone has rushed to be arrogant in front of him Moyan, so Moyan was angry.

As for the Confucian Zunsheng Xiao Mo who rushed over, when he heard Xu Ran's words, he was not angry, but continued to play with the jade flute in his hand, looking at Xu Ran with a smile.

Mo Yan was angry because of Xu Ran's words, his aura exploded, holding a long sword, strolling in the air, murderously towards Xu Ran, the tip of the sword quickly stabbed Xu Ran's chest with lightning speed.

Xu Ran's figure retreated, and with his sword gesture, the Qingfeng Sword turned into a green mang, shooting towards Mo Yan.

Mo Yan swung his long sword and methodically blocked the flying Qingfeng Sword.

"Let you try the power of the Xuanhuo Jian" Xu Ran snorted coldly in his heart, and with a movement in his heart, he sacrificed the Xuanhuo Jian, and the spiritual power of his palm erupted, turning into a beam of spiritual power and ingesting it into the Xuanhuo Jian.

Above the Xuanhuo Jian, a scorching aura erupted, and the temperature of the surrounding place rose sharply, and after a while, the flame totem in the middle of the Xuanhuo Jian glowed, and suddenly a flame erupted.

Soon, there was a raging fire, which filled the air.

In the air, a sea of fire was boiling, Mo Yan stared at the sea of fire in front of him with a solemn face, and as for the Confucian Zun Sheng Xiao Mo, he also stopped turning the jade flute in his hand and looked at the sea of fire with a serious expression.

This kind of vision also attracted the disciples of the Immortal Sect for a long time.

"Who is this person, who is actually fighting with the World-Honored Moyan"

"This bronze masked man, sure enough, is not good"

Below, a group of long-term disciples, looking at the mysterious man in the bronze mask suspended in the air, Shizun Moyan, and Confucian Venerable Sheng Xiao Mo, held their breath and watched quietly.

Rise!

The flames in the air, as if they were made of life, condensed, and a fire dragon composed of countless flames let out a dragon groan, swinging its giant tail, and swallowed it towards Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's face had already changed drastically at this moment, looking at the fire dragon in the air, which was like a living fire, bursting out with all his strength, using the sword as a guide, and successively transmitting power, forming a spiritual power boundary wall to block the fire dragon.

Rise!

The fire dragon roared again, and then rushed towards Mo Yan, directly hitting the spiritual power boundary wall, and in an instant, the spiritual power storm swept through, and Mo Yan's whole person was bombarded by the fire dragon's collision force and flew out upside down.

Not only that, but the fire dragon also collapsed, turning into countless flames and falling towards the ground.

(End of chapter)