Yan Lan held the thunder sword in his hand, full of spirit and pride. Above his head, countless fragments collapsed, but none of them touched him.

It seems that even if the fragments fall all over the world, they will not dare to fall on his head.

Yan Lan was proud of the people of Xuanzong, before, they all thought that he was a mantis arm and arrogant.

But the reality slapped the people of Xuanzong fiercely.

Xuantong's expression was pale, his eyes were surging with ferocity, and the endless killing intent was unabashedly released.

After a moment of joy, the Tiangangmen monk looked solemn again. Because, the monstrous killing machine of the hundred people of Xuanzong even penetrated the Great Protector Array and passed on to everyone.

"If the mountain seal is broken, how long can the Sect Protector Array last?"

All the Tiangang Sect monks stared at the flickering clear light of the Great Sect Protector Array, and their lives would disappear with the collapse of the Great Array.

Yan Lan can protect it for a while, but how long can he protect it next, and how much potential can he squander?

The drums were beating in everyone's hearts, and at this moment, it seemed that all hope was pinned on that young man.

Xuantong was jealous of the thunder sword in Yan Lan's hand, and at the same time, Yan Lan's cultivation realm had reached the infancy stage of the Seven Yan Yuan, and if he wanted to defeat Yan Lan, he would definitely spend a huge price. He doesn't do anything he doesn't know how to be sure, especially he doesn't gamble with his life.

"Yan Lan, you do have some ability, you broke my sect's broken mountain seal, you can't afford this price. If you can use the sword in your hand as a bargaining chip to apologize, I can give you three days to recover, or ask for help. It's all up to you. Well, it's a pretty good deal. If you don't agree, hum. There are many more ways for me to break the formation. I can guarantee that everyone in Tiangangmen, including you, will not survive today. ”

Xuantong's gaze stared at the Thunder Sword, releasing a strong glow of greed.

"Yan Lan, don't listen to what this bastard says, what he says. It's not as good as a fart!" Yue Qianchong immediately shouted angrily.

"Yes, if you do what he says, we will only die faster and more unjustly!" many disciples replied.

"I'd rather die proudly today. I don't want to live humbly for three days. My generation of monks, both dead and alive, have been ready to be martyred at any time from the first day they have stepped into the spiritual practice. "The dust is arrogant and awe-inspiring. Gaze resolute.

Yan Lan looked down at the death-defying gazes of everyone below. As well as his heartfelt worry and concern, he smiled faintly and said in his heart: "Don't worry, my fellow disciple, I have a breath here, and I won't let Xuanzong hurt us again." ”

Yan Lan picked up the thunder sword with both hands, flicked it lightly, and then slowly fell. Walk straight towards Xuantong.

Xuantong's eyes widened wider and wider, looking at Yan Lan who was getting closer and closer. My heart suddenly beat violently a few times.

"Well, my chief elder of the Xuanzong Sanding Branch, how could I be afraid of this little brute?"

Xuantong spat out a mouthful of saliva, immediately suppressed the tremor in his heart, and stared at Yan Lan coldly.

Yan Lan looked at Xuantong's cautious appearance and chuckled: "If you want my sword, I will present it with both hands, you can take it with your own hands!"

Everyone in Tiangangmen looked at Yan Lan, whose expression was full of banter, and suddenly remembered that Yan Lan was the same before, but as a result, Xuanzong, a strong man in the infancy of the Sixth Yan Yuan, turned into a piece of coke after holding the thunder sword.

"Elder Xuantong, don't use that sword in your hand, that sword is extremely weird, and you will die if you touch it. ”

Within the Tiangang Protector Sect Great Array, the remnants of the Xuanzong Sect monks shouted loudly.

Xuantong's eyes froze, his expression hesitated, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Sure enough, there is a deception, Yan Lan, I really shouldn't treat you as a child, otherwise my life will be lost, and I don't know how I died." ”

Yan Lan laughed, the thunder sword spun around, clasped it in his hand, and said, "You are really a smart person, unlike some fools, who know that it is a trap and jump into it." Since I have given you the sword, you have no power to take it yourself, and you have no resentment against me. Then, even if I apologize to you, you should fulfill your promise and make a three-day truce!"

Xuantong's face darkened again, and he immediately trembled with anger, snorted angrily, and scolded: "What a shameless little brute, today, even if I am said by the world and have no faith, I will slaughter the entire Tiangangmen." Everyone obeyed the order, and each used his own means to break the great array of the Protector Sect. Whoever breaks it will be rewarded. ”

Immediately, hundreds of Xuanzong people scattered in all directions, urging all kinds of powerful magic weapons and divine weapons, and unscrupulously bombarded the Great Sect Protector Array.

Suddenly, the clear light of the Great Sect Protector Array flickered, its shape was distorted, and it was crumbling.

The hearts of everyone in Tiangangmen were shocked, their expressions were solemn, and they raised their magic swords one after another, ready to face the battle.

Seeing this, Yan Lan's expression was cold and resolute, and Xuantong's qi locked on him, obviously to stop him from interfering with the people of Xuanzong to break the formation.

"Xuanzong, it's too much to deceive people!"

Yan Lan roared, and a ball of light ejected from his fingertips, flying into the sky above Baizhang, exploding, and exuding dazzling brilliance.

Suddenly, thousands of zhang away, the aura of Dao Dao was overwhelming.

Everyone in Tiangangmen and Xuanzong were shocked, this fluctuation clearly contained the aura of a strong man.

"Haha, I feel so uncomfortable, I can finally show up, Xuanzong, these miscellaneous pieces, Lao Tzu wants you to cut off all your children and grandchildren today. ”

A voice surged, filled with anger and resentment.

Immediately, a tall figure appeared, it was Hu Rong.

Beside Hu Rong, Jian Pingchuan, the old man with withered leaves, and the old man Ma stepped into the air, and behind him, more than a hundred monks followed violently.

Yan Lan smiled and looked at Hu Rong and the others walking towards him, they hadn't seen each other for a few days, and their cultivation had all improved with the help of the pills he had gifted. Jian Pingchuan has reached the infancy stage of the fifth Yan Yuan, and Hu Rong and the old man with withered leaves have reached the infant stage of the fourth Yan Yuan.

Yan Lan's gaze focused on Ma Lao. Previously, he had never been able to see through Ma Lao's cultivation, so he had to estimate that his cultivation had reached the infancy stage of five and six Yanyuan. At this time, there was a major breakthrough in his cultivation realm and soul realm, and Ma Lao's hidden cultivation fluctuations could already be perceived.

"In the late infancy period of the Eight Yan Yuan, Ma Lao's cultivation was so strong, even more powerful than Xuantong, and he really deserved to be the elder of Xuanzong's headquarters. Yan Lan was secretly surprised.

A moment later, more than 100 monks of the Xuanzong Alliance, led by the four of Hu Rong, broke into the crowd of Xuanzong without fear and came to Yan Lan.

"Meet the Alliance Leader!"

Ma Lao, Jian Pingchuan, Old Man with Withered Leaves, and Hu Rong immediately knelt on one knee in the void and worshiped respectfully.

Everyone behind him also shouted in unison, kneeling one after another, looking respectful.

They had already heard that Ma Lao and the four of them had added fuel to the feat of how Yan Lan exterminated the eight Yiding branches of Xuanzong, and they had infinite worship for Yan Lan in their hearts, and at this time, many people saw Yan Lan for the first time, and found that Yan Lan was actually a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and they were immediately even more shocked.

However, no one dares to give birth to contempt. After all, even Ma Lao, who has cultivated to the infancy stage of the Eight Yan Yuan, is respectful, and among them, there is no one who is higher than Ma Lao's cultivation.

Yan Lan exhaled heavily, stretched out a hand, and smiled: "Brothers, please get up!"

"Thank you, Alliance Leader!"

More than 100 Xuanxuan Alliance monks stood up in unison, their momentum compelling and neat.

"What, alliance leader, when did Yan Lan become the alliance leader?"

At this moment, whether it was the Tiangangmen monks or the Xuanzong people, they all stopped their movements, stared at Yan Lan in amazement, and their throats rolled a few times. (To be continued......)