Yan Lan's cultivation realm, like the strong people of the Ruan family who came to attack, was in the early stage of Jiuyan Yuan's infancy.

However, Yan Lan holds the Divine Weapon Thunder Sword in his hand, and has the power of a strange and mysterious Thunder Soul, and it is difficult to find someone who can match it in the same level, at least in the Frost Country.

After a few breaths, Yan Lan caught up with the two gray shadows.

"Stinky boy, you're looking for death!"

Seeing that Yan Lan was in hot pursuit, the killing intent was surging, and they immediately sacrificed eight magic weapons in succession, and blasted towards Yan Lan in a dazzled manner.

With a wave of Yan Lan's thunder sword, all the magic weapons were chopped like tofu, and the furious spiritual energy did not slow down Yan Lan's body.

"Die!"

Yan Lan looked at the two gray shadows thousands of feet away, and drank in a deep voice, and the Nether Blade rushed away like a meteor.

The two gray shadows immediately pinched the trick, and used their strong spiritual power to resist the Nether Blade at a distance of one zhang in front of their bodies.

However, after only ten breaths, the Nether Blade approached a foot of their bodies, and the two of them were shocked, and their spiritual power was wildly urged, and beads of sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"This kid, how can he have such a weird exercise?"

The two gray shadows looked solemn, and immediately drank violently, sacrificing their natal magic weapons, and collided with the Netherworld Blade, with a "bang", the two canceled each other, and the blood in their mouths vomited wildly, although they saved their lives, but the injuries were not light.

"Such a strong exercise, it can actually destroy our natal magic weapon!"

The two gray shadows looked pale and secretly frightened.

In the Frost Country, there were only a handful of monks who could terrify their Nine Yan Yuan infant masters.

The corners of Yan Lan's mouth raised, and he said coldly: "He is worthy of being a strong man in the infancy of Jiuyan Yuan." It can withstand my Nether Blade. However, you are all alive, what are you going to do with me?"

"Little brute. Don't be arrogant, the true strength of the Ruan family, you haven't seen it yet. ”

The two figures no longer hesitated, and immediately each took out a spirit rune, spurting out three mouthfuls of essence blood, and suddenly the spirit rune was full of light, and the space was faintly vibrating. One after another, mysterious fluctuations were transmitted.

"Want to escape?"

Yan Lan could see at a glance that this was a teleportation spirit rune, and the thunder sword slashed down, and the huge thunder mang sword gang. Instantaneously envelop the fluctuations of spatial teleportation.

"The spatial arcane power of the teleportation spirit rune, how can you kid break it?"

The two gray shadows smiled disdainfully, the teleportation spirit rune was of extremely high grade, and it was extremely difficult to refine. So they all regard it as a treasure. If you don't do it yourself, you won't do it lightly.

However, once cast, its unique spatial fluctuations can form a strange isolation barrier, and it is difficult to break through the spatial barrier of the teleportation rune with ordinary power.

"Really?"

Yan Lan's eyes froze, and his wrist was gently pressed down, and the thunder scattered. The spirit rune space immediately shattered, and the huge thunderbolt. Immediately envelop two gray shadows.

"Ah, how is it possible, how can this kid break through the rune space barrier?"

The unwilling voice gradually became muffled until it completely disappeared, leaving only a terrible howl, echoing between heaven and earth.

Yan Lan waved his palm, and the two pure Yuan Babies were put into the baby bottle. In the face of such a high-grade Yuan Infant, he was reluctant to destroy it, but used the purification and destructive power of the majestic thunder energy to completely shatter the spiritual consciousness of the two of them.

Yan Lan overlooked the earth, released a spiritual power with his right hand, rolled up the two gray shadow corpses, and threw them at the wooden pillar in front of Tiangang Gate, and then took out two low-grade weapons and nailed the two corpses to the wooden pillar.

After doing all this, Yan Lan's gaze looked hundreds of miles to the southwest, where there were four figures watching him sneakily at the process of his battle.

Yan Lan noticed the fluctuations in their cultivation as high as the infancy of the Nine Yan Yuan, and his eyes were slightly cold, and he expected that they were also the ones who came to provoke.

These four people are the four people sent by Ruan Kun.

All four of them swallowed, their brows furrowed.

"What should I do, with the strength of this son alone, he can easily kill three Jiuyan Yuan infant monks. We should be about the same as those three monks. How can we capture him alive with our ability?"

"This son cultivates at least to the late stage of the Jiuyan Yuan infancy, how could such a powerful teenager have never heard of it before?"

"Yes, the talent is so high, I'm afraid that his background and backstage are extremely powerful. ”

"We can't act rashly in this matter, just go back and tell the old man of the black and white country truthfully, with his cultivation and wisdom, he will have an idea. ”

The four of Jianghehuhai made up their minds and left quietly, for fear that they would accidentally provoke Yan Lan, the killing god.

Yan Lan saw the four of them leaving, and did not pursue them. At this time, danger lurks, and he must be cautious with every step he takes. In case he fell into the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain and was destroyed by Tiangangmen, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Walking to the wooden pillar in front of Tiangang Gate, Yan Lan glanced at the three gray corpses, his eyes smiled, and then fell to Tiangang Square.

"Brother Lan'er, you are so powerful!"

Ziyi, a little sycophant, immediately came up happily, she had been worried about Yan Lan's safety, and her spiritual sense had been paying attention to Yan Lan. At this moment, seeing Yan Lan return safely, the big stone in his heart fell.

Ziyi didn't know why every time Yan Lan went to fight alone, she would be terrified in her heart. I'm afraid that if I say goodbye, it will be forever.

Therefore, she cherishes every moment of time with Yan Lan.

Tong Xun also walked up with a rare smile, she was a little envious of Ziyi, who was able to approach Yan Lan unscrupulously. She sometimes wonders why she suddenly admires Yan Lan, she has nothing to do with Yan Lan.

At this moment, Tong Xun realized that she was insecure. In the past, all her energy was focused on cultivation, just hoping to cultivate to become strong and give herself more security. Because Tiangangmen is too weak, especially when Ruan Ninghao constantly harasses Tiangangmen, she is extremely insecure.

When Tong Xun saw Yan Lan's strength and the strength of one person to resist the invasion of Xuanzong's extermination, her heart naturally moved for him. It's not so much that she loves Yan Lan, but that she is obsessed with that sense of security.

Over time, Tong Xun couldn't tell whether she admired Yanlan or liked that sense of security. Or both.

The people of Tiangangmen sensed the three gray shadow corpses and nailed them quietly to the wooden pillar, both surprised and happy in their hearts.

Hong Huan laughed, his thin face became more and more plump, he patted Yan Lan on the shoulder, and said, "Good guy, make a decisive move, your strength is extraordinary, Qinghong, I see the next head, it must be Yan Lan." I'm afraid no one will have an opinion if I say that, hahaha!"

Qinghong nodded and said with a smile: "The head of this sect attaches great importance to strength and character. Yan Lan is the best among people in terms of strength and character. He came to serve as the future head of the sect, and the momentum of the sect would definitely break through beyond the frost country. ”

Many elders and disciples all nodded in agreement, and there was no trace of unbelief in their eyes. Yan Lan's strength and character, they are not only admired, but they are simply to the point of worship.

Yan Lan smiled leisurely, did not nod or shake his head, he looked at the sky, and he didn't know what the future would be. But he knew that his journey would not stop at Tiangangmen.

In that very high place, he still has many unfulfilled wishes.

And those strong people are far more powerful than the Frost Royal Family and the Mysterious Xuanzong that they are facing now. (To be continued......)