Some of the clansmen who were still able to cultivate were the first to react, and they stared at the center of the square in amazement, their faces full of horror.

"That old guy, what a strong strength, so strong ......"

"I'm afraid that even the patriarch won't have the strength to suppress him!"

“......”

A trace of horror, a trace of powerlessness, suddenly lingered in the hearts of many clansmen, in the face of that overwhelming force, they felt how weak they were, even if they gathered the strength of thousands of people, they still could not withstand the momentum of the inverted gorge and lagoon.

Pang He flicked his sleeves, glanced at Yan Yaoji and many Yan clansmen, and shouted coldly: "A group of mediocre people who don't know the height of the sky, if they want to level my Pang family, even if the ten Yan clans are combined, it will be impossible." ”

"It's impossible now, but not necessarily in the future!" Yan Lan slowly squatted down, helped Yan Lingyu and the others who were gradually sobering up, and said coldly. He lowered his head, not even bothering to look at the Pang He.

"Okay, haha, good boy, sure enough, his mouth is powerful enough, then I'll wait to see when your Yan clan has the ability to step on my Pang family!" Pang He laughed instead of being angry, and the fat on his face trembled.

In his eyes, Yan Lan and the entire Yan clan are just some rabble, even if they can rank at the end of the second rate above the sky and land, it is still relying on the residual power of the past. When it comes to real strength, I'm afraid that the Yan clan has been reduced to a third-rate force in heaven and land. And their Pang family, although they are not at the top of the first-class forces, but after all, they belong to the first-class category, and they are far from being able to compete with second- and third-rate forces, so he is so unscrupulous, humiliating this declining family in every possible way in front of the patriarch of the Yan clan.

"Mo Xiao Wolong is temporarily stranded, and it will be thunderous for nine days in the face of wind and thunder!" Yan Lan's beard was flying, his gentle and clear face suddenly appeared with an inexplicable smile, he slowly raised his eyes, stared at the invincible Pang He, and said slowly, "Patriarch Pang, as the head of a clan, you only have this bit of knowledge, I am ashamed of you, ashamed of your short-sightedness, ashamed of your arrogance, ashamed of you for your people, set up a terrible enemy!"

"Mo Xiao Wolong is temporarily stranded, and it will be thunderous for nine days in the face of wind and thunder!" Yan Lingyu muttered this sentence, her clear eyes stared at Yan Lan's face with a sneer, only to see that there was a trace of intriguing wisdom hidden in her clear eyebrows, and there was an amazing and sharp demeanor in her slender body, which made her weak heart throb and intoxicated.

Yan Yaoji's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Yan Lan with interest, revealing undisguised approval in his eyes. Just now, he secretly blocked the impulse of the elders around him, and also suppressed the anger in his heart, and stood aside silently, leaving the opportunity to mediate to Yan Lan and Yan Lingyu, the juniors of the family. After all, their older generation will have to retire sooner or later, and it is impossible to protect the entire family and cover those juniors forever. Those teenagers need to go through a lot of ups and downs in order to better thrive and take on the burden of leading the family in the future.

The clansmen repeatedly recited the words confided by Yan Lan, their expressions were full of admiration and surprise, the dragon moved for nine days, what a heroic and magnificent it was, such a spirit actually came from the mouth of a young man less than fourteen years old, how could it not make them dumbfounded.

Pang He glanced at Yan Lan angrily, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart, Yan Lan's words, at least the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys in their family couldn't say such momentum.

"Haha, a good dragon stranded beach, a good thunder for nine days, and he is not afraid to flash his tongue when he says big things, just by virtue of your Yan clan, and the delusional birth of a character who is mighty for nine days, it is simply the biggest joke I have ever heard, hahaha......" Pang He concealed the depression in his heart, his eyes were full of disdain and mockery, and then his expression was dignified, his eyes were calm, and he shouted, "Boy, eat my palm, I will let you understand how many catties and taels you have!"

After finishing speaking, Pang He's palm turned over, his body moved, and he slapped Yan Lan shamelessly again.

Many clansmen were stunned, but they didn't expect this old guy to be so unidentious, and he said to a child to do it.

Yan Lan's eyes froze, Hongming Jue tried his best to operate, the majestic energy of the five elements of heaven and earth frantically converged towards him, the mysterious golden energy was all gathered on his fists, the power of the thunder soul in his soul was ready to be released, and his eyes were full of crazy and resolute colors.

At this moment, Yan Lan knew that if there was any more hiding, he would definitely die on the spot.

"Don't hurt my brother Xiaolan!"

Yan Lan's heart trembled, and the sound of Yan Lingyu breaking ice and cutting snow suddenly came from behind him, and then a flower appeared in front of him, and the weaker body that exuded the fragrance of a girl was actually in front of him.

"Sister Ling Yu......" Yan Lan whispered in her heart, followed by the warm current flowing in her heart, like sniffing the flowers of March, every cell in her body was filled with warmth and touch.

At this moment, Yan Lan suddenly forgot the crisis in front of him, and the memory was far away, and Yiren smiled, which made him so happy; A trace of unprecedented ignorant love swelled up in the heart of this young man under the age of fourteen.

Who doesn't want to have one, your life is better than mine, although nine deaths have not repented!

The coercion on his face instantly pulled Yan Lan's thoughts back, and with a shallow smile, Yan Lan pushed away the people in front of him.

"Sister Ling Yu, it's not your turn to protect me yet!"

Yan Lan's figure flashed, and he stood in front of Yan Lingyu, bowed slightly, arched Yan Lingyu a foot away with the power of his hips, straightened his chest, and released a crazy determination in his eyes.

This scene, starting from Pang He saying "Eat my palm", to Yan Lan arching Yan Lingyu away, it was only two or three breaths, but Pang He's right palm was only four zhang away from Yan Lan.

Just as Yan Lan raised the power of his whole body to the extreme, an extra figure appeared in his sharp eyes, followed by an explosion, and a wave of extremely strong qi lifted him back three steps, and then he saw that two figures suddenly separated.

Yan Lan's eyes froze, and he found that Pang He's figure took two steps back, with a look of arrogance. And the other figure was Yan Yaoji, I saw him take four or five steps back to stabilize his figure, and Lingyuan around him was slightly agitated.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Lan's eyes suddenly became solemn, and he secretly wondered: "I didn't expect that old guy's cultivation to be so profound, this pair of palms, even the patriarch has fallen behind...... That old guy is clearly not just teaching me a lesson, but wants my life!"

Thinking of this, Yan Lan's eyes gradually cooled, this feeling of fate in the hands of others really made him extremely unhappy. However, strength cannot be improved in a day or two.

"However, I can work harder to make my cultivation improve faster!" Yan Lan said through gritted teeth in her heart.

"Pang He, you deceive people too much!" Yan Yaoji's voice was as cold as a thousand years of ice. Yan Lan is the most potential clansman of the Yan clan, and he is the hope of the family's future.