Chapter 410: A Sword Stands Mighty
"Whew!"
Thunder is like a rainbow, heaven and earth are slaughtered!
The hundred zhang thunder released by Yan Lan and the casual resistance of more than 200 people of Xuanzong bombarded together, releasing a wave of strong qi devouring the ox, as well as the fluctuation of spiritual power that swept through thousands of troops.
The sea of clouds thousands of feet away was shaken away, and countless spirit birds and beasts hissed in horror, doing their best to stay away from the vicinity of Tiangang Peak.
The monks of Tiangangmen couldn't help but squint their eyes slightly, the power of the thunder sword was like a bright sun, the power was incomparable, and the light was strong.
"Well, with manpower, it can release such power, Xuanzong's idiots, I'm afraid they won't live much. ”
The thin old man of the Tiger Clan's beard trembled slightly, and his old eyebrows were raised, only to feel that the power of the world's huge heavenly thunder was nothing more than that. This sword was simply beyond the limit of the energy that the Yuan Infant Cultivator could emit.
"Yan Lan, this kid, the opportunity is really enviable, jealous and hateful!"
Dozens of Tiangangmen disciples were also amazed and exclaimed, cultivators, talent, diligence, and chance, without one, it would be difficult to become a great climate. And Yan Lan has all three, and they are all amazingly good, how can she not envy everyone.
When the people of Xuanzong noticed that the situation was not good, it was too late, and the speed of people's reactions, how could there be thunder and mang.
They must pay for their contempt.
The violent thunder mangs frantically eroded the bodies of every Xuanzong person.
Thunder and lightning energy is extremely weird, ordinary spiritual power cannot be defended against at all, allowing thunder energy to penetrate the body, travel through the meridians, and then converge to Yuan Dan or Yuan Ying.
Countless thunderbolts, like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart. stabbed at Yuan Ying violently, like thunder, caught off guard.
There are many monks who are advanced in cultivation and have extraordinary treasures. Urging the ferocious spiritual power, he tried to explode the endless stream of thunder erosion, but with little effect.
"Ah......h
"Whew......"
On Tiangang Peak, the people of Xuanzong suddenly cried wolf, screaming endlessly, countless severed limbs and broken flesh splashed, bloody wind and rain. It's like hell.
More than 200 Xuanzong monks were injured and their bodies shattered, and at worst, the primordial infant was scattered and their gods were destroyed.
In this situation, even Qinghong Qingye and the people of the Tiger Clan. Their faces changed slightly, and many female disciples of Tiangangmen even hid their eyes and bowed their heads, unable to bear to look directly at the tragic scene of flesh and blood.
After a sword, Lei Mang came quickly. Castration is also fast.
The dazzling light quickly dimmed. Everyone's eyes widened, their spiritual consciousness was released, and the scene in front of them made them all amazed.
Xuanzong originally had more than 200 people, but at this moment, only more than 40 people were left hanging in the air, more than 50 people fell on Tiangang Peak, and more than 100 people disappeared completely. Not a single residue remained.
"Gollum!"
Many people subconsciously swallowed their saliva, and their eyes focused on the young man who was hanging in the air. The mountain breeze blew his hair, his hunting clothes, and his heavy long sword, shaping him like a sword god.
Qingshu's expression seemed to be smiling, and her jade neck shook slightly, she didn't expect that the little guy who had just entered Tiangangmen and was looked down and laughed at by her now had the strength to surpass her, and even became the savior of Tiangangmen.
The faces of Xichen and Moli were also amazed and strange, they still remembered the first time they saw Yan Lan, and he was still in the Tianzuo Peak Human Sect. In a flash, Yan Lan was above the Tiangang Gate and looked down on Xuanzong.
"Benmen, there is such a genius, the kendo cultivation is so strong, and the future achievements, I look up, but I can't see that height. ”
Qingye held the long sword in his hand and muttered to himself, his eyes were full of joy and amazement.
At that moment, Qing Ye had already seen that the reason why Yan Lan was able to release such monstrous power was definitely not the power of the thunder sword, but also inseparable from Yan Lan's own strange characteristics of controlling the thunder energy.
Even if Qing Ye personally used the Thunder Sword, it would be impossible to release such a might, not only that, but even suffer a backlash.
In the middle of the air, the remaining Xuanzong monks were in shock, their appearance was extremely comical, all of them were unkempt, their skin was pitch black, as if they had just been dug up from the coal cave, only two eyes blinked, revealing an unbelievable look.
"I ...... How come we only have so many of us?"
"A little disciple of Tiangang Sect, with the power of a sword, can actually hurt us so badly!"
"That little beast, not only is his strength strange, but the sword in his hand is an extraordinary thing. ”
"Yes, if he can have this divine power, it must be the sword to help. Hurry up and inform the sect, and be sure to pay attention to the sword in Yan Lan's little beast's hand. ”
"If it is obtained by our sect, the power of our sect will definitely be strengthened. If the sect master gets it, he will definitely be able to become the number one master of the Frost Country. My sect will definitely be able to become the overlord of the Frost Country, and even the royal family of the Frost Country has to swallow their anger. ”
“......”
The gaze of the remaining monk of Xuanzong wandered away from the sword in Yan Lan's hand, greed and jealousy.
Yan Lan noticed that the eyes of the Xuanzong people were staring directly at his thunder sword, he smiled treacherously, and immediately threw out the thunder sword, taking advantage of the distraction of the Xuanzong monks, he secretly crushed a spirit rune, a message, and instantly transmitted to the Xuanzong Alliance a hundred miles away.
The thunder sword hung ten zhang in front of the people of Xuanzong, slowly spinning, releasing an extraordinary aura.
"You seem to be very envious of this sword, oh, give it to you, just take it!"
Yan Lan said with a frown, in fact, he was frantically recovering his spiritual power, and the blow just now, although it was powerful, he also consumed a lot. Xuanzong's more powerful men and horses will arrive soon, and he must be in a better state to meet those powerful opponents.
The Xuanzong monk was shocked, and immediately retreated a few feet, and saw the thunder sword, as if he had seen a plague god.
Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years.
Yan Lan chuckled lightly and said, "Didn't you just clamoring to grab my sword, I'll give it to you now, and if you have a seed, stand up and get it." Don't let me look down on you. ”
The Xuanzong monks looked at each other and let them rob them, they would definitely not have so many concerns. Yan Lan took the initiative to give it to them, but it made it a little difficult for them to ride the tiger, as if they knew that it was a trap, and they had to jump in, and if they didn't jump in, they would be embarrassed.
The people in Tiangangmen also looked puzzled, and they couldn't understand what Yan Lan was doing, but they would never think that Yan Lan was stupid enough to give away the Thunder Sword.
"Grandma's, I'll come!"
An obese monk of Xuanzong immediately stood up, and his cultivation actually reached the infancy stage of the Sixth Yan Yuan.
This person shot the thunder sword, and when he was one zhang away, his body was stunned, and the fat was trembling forward a few times due to inertia.
He cautiously took a few steps forward, carefully examined the Thunder Sword, and then with a ruthless heart, he urged the little spiritual power he had left, and grabbed it violently.
"Whew!"
A ray of thunder from the Thunder Sword pierced through its body, instantly blasting it into a charred corpse.
"Plop!"
He fell to the ground like a lump of coal falling to the ground, and it was torn apart, each piece a dark color.
Ziyi smiled and looked at Yan Lan tenderly, her heart trembling slightly. The uninhibited and powerful charm of the young man made her feel the urge to pounce and hug her.
The Tiangangmen monk shook his head and smiled, Yan Lan killed a monk of Xuanzong in the infancy of Xuanzong without much effort, this deal is really a good deal, and the other monks of Xuanzong will definitely grit their teeth in anger.
Sure enough, the Xuanzong monks were shocked, took a few steps back, and immediately scolded.
"Okay, you little brute, set a trap for grandpa to jump in, and my Xuanzong will uproot Tiangangmen. ”
"Damn, fortunately Lao Tzu didn't touch it, otherwise he would have died unjustly. ”
"What kind of sword is this, how can Lei Wei be so strong?"
“......”
Yan Lan pursed her lips, spread her hands and shook her head, "You guys, it's really shameless. You are clamoring to snatch my sword, and I am kind enough to give it to you, but you are incompetent and can't take this sword, and you still complain that I have set a trap, and you say that you are all shameless? You, that tall and thin guy, do you say you are shameless?"
The tall and thin Xuanzong monk's face was pale, his eyes were cold, what could he say?
Yan Lan smiled coldly, waved his hand, recalled the Thunder Sword, turned to the Tiangangmen monk under him, and said, "Sacrifice our strongest trick and send these Xuanzong bastards to hell!"
Yan Lan Thunder Sword swung and rushed straight at the remaining Xuanzong monks.
Baizhang Lei Mang, although the power is fierce, but the consumption is also expensive, and the remaining dozens of Xuanzong monks are not worthy of him to exert the power of the Thunder Sword again.
On Tiangang Square, dozens of disciples pounced on the injured Xuanzong monks who were groaning and rolling on Tiangang Peak, while the elders followed Yan Lan and pounced on the monks who were hovering in the air.
At this moment, the overwhelming advantage was completely transferred to the side of Tiangangmen, and although the remaining Xuanzong monks were extraordinary, they were hit hard by Lei Mang, and their strength plummeted, how could they be the opponents of the Tiangangmen monks with blood-red eyes and strong killing intent.
While Yan Lan was killing, he kept an eye on the changes within ten thousand zhang.
Suddenly, Yan Lan's brows tightened, and his body quickly moved to the gap in the Great Sect Protector Array, looking into the distance with a solemn expression.
"What should come, you have to come, you come by yourself, save me from digging three feet in the ground, and go to you!" (To be continued......)