Leng Chuan was shocked, and with a wave of power, he actually made him take three steps back, especially the domineering dark energy, full of irreversible majesty.

"You...... Who are you kid?"

Leng Chuan frowned and asked, and in the pupils of his eyes, a touch of murderous intent also flashed. If it weren't for the Eight Ancestors, he would have already drawn his sword and killed people, how could he ask more.

At this time, Yuan Quan, who had been standing aside in a daze, was shocked, and sent a message to Leng Chuan: "Senior Brother Leng, this person is Yan Lan. You see the sword behind him, it is this sword that kills the master. ”

Leng Chuan's eyes suddenly cold, touched the bridge of his nose, and said with an evil smile: "Who is my Dao, it turned out to be Senior Brother Yan Lanyan, who has been admired for a long time." ”

Yan Lan was expressionless and said, "You guys go out, don't disturb my master's tranquility." ”

As he spoke, Yan Lan made a gesture to drive Leng Chuan and the four of them out.

"Wait!"

Leng Chuan raised his right hand, the corners of his mouth raised disdainfully, and said with an evil smile: "Senior Brother Yan, we are here to visit the Eighth Ancestor, and by the way, we have no ill will towards the Eighth Ancestor." Just now, I just want to have a discussion with Senior Sister Tongxun, so that I can understand her roots, and I can help her in her cultivation in the future. What's more, those who come are guests, so there is no reason to drive people away. ”

"You're not proposing, you're marrying. I can't let you have the final say in this matter, and I have my own decision on the major events of my life. Don't think that if you cultivate a little higher, you can bully others. ”

Tong Xun bit her pink lip and said angrily, her eyes wandering to Yan Lan from time to time. In her opinion, at this moment, only Yan Lan has the ability to help her desperately, as for the other ancestors, they have to look at the feelings of the four ancestors more or less.

Dozens of miles away, eighteen disciples had different expressions. Still, all of them felt. There will be a good show staged today, so at the moment when Yan Lan appeared. Their emotions became more and more high.

Yan Lan raised his head, stared at Leng Chuan, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care who you are, but I will never allow anyone to force my senior brothers and sisters, even if they are the ancestors of my own sect, they will never allow it." I'll say it one last time, and you please, come back. ”

Yuan Quan swallowed his saliva and moved slightly towards the door. He had seen Yan Lan's power with his own eyes, and although his cultivation was higher than Yan Lan, he would not think that he would be Yan Lan's opponent at all. Moreover, what Yan Lan said was not a joke. Yan Lan wanted to make a move, even if the Gangtianmen Ancestor was present, he couldn't stop it.

Fan Quan and Chu Zhu both squinted at Yan Lan. There was a flash of schadenfreude in his eyes.

The two of them have never seen Yan Lan's true edge, as the so-called ignorant is fearless, Leng Chuan's cultivation ranks high in Gangtianmen. They don't think that a new disciple is not relying on the sword behind his back. Can repel Cold River.

If Yan Lan sacrificed the sword behind his back to his fellow disciples, it would be a lack of rules and a great rebellion. Again, it won't end well.

Leng Chuan looked at Yuan Quan, who was retreating, and coughed heavily. Yuan Quan was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped, neither advancing nor retreating.

Immediately, Leng Chuan turned his head, looked at Yan Lan and said, "Okay, we can leave." However, I heard that the Eight Patriarchs said that you are the pillar of the Eight Patriarchs. I'm curious about what other real skills you have besides wielding the sword behind you. and if there is a seed, let it come out with me. ”

After saying that, Leng Chuan glared at Yan Lan fiercely, shook his head, and walked out of the old ghost quiet room arrogantly.

Yuan Quan, Fan Quan, and Chu Zhu hurriedly followed Leng Chuan and walked out of the quiet room.

A moment later, Leng Chuan crossed his hands on his chest and stood in the old ghost courtyard, waiting for Yan Lan to go out with an evil face.

"Yan Lan, you have the ability to put down the magic sword and rely on your real skills to compete with Senior Brother Leng!"

Fan Quan rubbed his eyes, which were still a little uncomfortable, and shouted excitedly.

Seeing this, Chu Zhu also grinned and said with disdain: "Everything only relies on the power of the sword, not on real skills, at most it is a sword slave." If it is the pillar of the Eight Ancestors lineage, just a sword slave, I'm afraid there is something wrong!"

Leng Chuan's eyes were cold, and he let Fan Quan and Chu Zhu shout.

In the old ghost quiet room, Yan Lan didn't pay attention to the clamor of Fan Quan and the others, but asked with concern: "Senior Brother Shi Xu, Senior Brother Beifeng, Senior Sister Tongxun, are you okay?"

Tong Xun smiled softly, brushed the broken hair in front of her forehead, smiled, like a cool summer breeze, elegant and charming, she shook her head lightly and said: "Senior Brother Yan, I'm fine, with the master here, they don't dare to mess around." ”

Shi Xu and Beifeng also nodded, revealing unhindered looks.

Yan Lan smiled slightly and said, "It's okay." ”

Then, Yan Lan turned around, looked at the barefoot old ghost and said, "Old ghost master, they didn't disturb your sleep!"

The barefoot old ghost grinned: "I was indeed a little upset just now, but well, seeing you guys stand out for the old ghost, there is no more trouble." Tsk, those boys, still unrelenting, Yan Lan, can you deal with them? If you can't deal with them, the old ghost will blow them all away. ”

Dozens of miles away, eighteen disciples frowned slightly, waited for a few breaths, only heard Fan Quan and Chu Zhu shouting, but did not see Yan Lan go out.

"Hey, is Senior Brother Feiyan really scared? His power, is it really all about the sword behind him?"

"Alas, even if Senior Brother Yan does have real skills, but after all, he is young and his cultivation is still shallow, how can he be Leng Chuan's opponent. ”

"Leng Chuan is really thick-skinned, he actually wants to compete with a new disciple, and he doesn't let others use his sword, tsk!"

"I guess, the Eighth Ancestor will probably stand up for Yan Lan and blow Leng Chuan away! After all, Leng Chuan's cultivation realm has reached the late stage of the Fifth Yan Infant Transformation. Senior Brother Yan's cultivation, no matter how you look at it, does not exceed the Sanyan Infant Transformation Period, and this gap is really too big. ”

“......”

In the Old Ghost Dao Courtyard, Fan Quan and Chu Zhu were still shouting, especially when they knew that there were eighteen disciples of the same sect watching, they were even more noisy.

Leng Chuan was accustomed to the attention of others, and he was also accustomed to the arrogant and domineering temper that Fan Cheng and Chu Zhu had cultivated with him all year round, so he just stood quietly, without saying a word, and put on a show.

The old ghost is in the quiet room.

Yan Lan heard that the barefoot old ghost had the heart to protect him, he shook his head and smiled: "Master, these senior brothers, if you want to make a move, then won't we lose face?" I don't know if I can defeat Senior Brother Leng Chuan, but well, we have to have the courage to stand up." Master, you have a good rest first, and the disciples go out to play with them. ”

The barefoot old ghost shrugged and smiled, and said kindly: "Go ahead, be careful, don't be reckless, anyway, you have little qualifications, and you won't be ashamed to lose." ”

Yan Lan nodded, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the Dao Hall.

At this moment, the four Leng Chuan and the eighteen disciples who were onlookers were all focused on the door of the Old Ghost Dao Palace, each thinking about whether Yan Lan would go out to fight.

Suddenly, a slender figure walked out of the old ghost hall, and this figure was Yan Lan. (To be continued......)