A hundred miles away from Gangtianmen, Yan Lan stopped.

Behind Yan Lan, the thirty monks had different expressions, unable to guess what Yan Lan was thinking.

In the Gangtian Gate, as Yan Lan expected, all the ancestors had already noticed his traces, but how to "greet" him, the four ancestors had a disagreement.

The five ancestors have a very good face, Yan Lan actually led thirty monks to come this time, it seems that he is showing off his might to Gangtianmen, and he is about to take action in person to capture Yan Lan. Those who infringe on the prestige of the sect are the most intolerable to him.

The Sixth Ancestor was cautious, and he advocated standing still and waiting to see what Yan Lan would do next.

The open-chested old man always half-believed Yan Lan, he couldn't believe that Yan Lan would do something to kill his ancestors. If it weren't for the scene of the death of the Four Ancestors, which happened in front of his eyes, he would not have believed it.

Therefore, the old man believes that Yan Lan should be given a chance to explain, instead of seeing Yan Lan, it is like a great enemy, who is extremely hostile.

The barefoot old ghost couldn't help but leave the sect and go to find Yan Lan. But his injuries have not healed, and the other three ancestors are resolutely opposed to him going out alone.

In the end, the four ancestors compromised with each other and waited for Yan Lan to take the initiative to approach the sect.

Yan Lan stopped at a hundred miles from Gangtianmen, and the four great ancestors and more than thirty disciples were already standing in front of him, all staring at him.

Yan Lan swept the crowd slightly, and finally his gaze fell on the barefoot old ghost, he clearly felt that the old ghost's aura was sick, not as strong as it was at the beginning, and it could be seen that the injury was not light.

The barefoot old ghost looked at Yan Lan from afar, with a smile on his face, as long as this little disciple of his was safe and sound. He was relieved.

The eyes of the barefoot old ghost also fell on the thunder punishment Gu Gu behind Yan Lan. The brow is slightly condensed. He felt that Yan Lan had killed his ancestors. It should be the ghost of the sword behind Yan Lan. But what he couldn't figure out was why Yan Lan had to carry it behind him since he couldn't control this sword.

Yan Lan sighed slightly in his heart, and said to the cultivators behind him: "You wait here for a while, remember, they are all from Gangtianmen, they are Yan's masters, ancestors, brothers and sisters, no matter what happens next, you can't do anything." Just watch quietly. ”

The cultivators nodded slightly, in fact, even if they wanted to make a move, they would definitely not be the opponents of the four ancestors. For Yan Lan's words, they were even more confused.

Yan Lan took a deep breath, stepped into the void, and slowly walked towards the barefoot old ghost.

As soon as Yan Lan's footsteps moved, the disciples of Gangtianmen immediately made some commotion. The gaze of most of the disciples. There was a flash of intense vigilance and hostility.

"The ancestor killer dared to swagger back to the sect, he was really bold and despised his own sect. ”

"Either get out. Either kill, those who offend the prestige of my Gangtianmen must not be tolerated. ”

"In vain, I looked down on Yan Lan at the beginning. I didn't expect him to be a deviant, I was really blind. ”

"Master. The disciple asked for a sword to clear the sect of the criminals. ”

“......”

Yan Lan listened to the hustle and bustle of more than twenty disciples of Gangtianmen. He pursed his lips and looked at him steadfastly.

He is not an ancestor killer, he is open in his heart and has a clear conscience.

It was the four ancestors who were greedy and framed him, and designed to rob the thunder punishment Gu Mu, but he was unexpectedly attacked by the Gu Mu, and everything was beyond his control.

Those disciples who were panting were stopped by the four ancestors.

All cause and effect have not yet been revealed, perhaps, the truth is not what everyone sees.

Yan Lan took a stick of incense before he walked in front of the barefoot old ghost, his gaze was without the slightest resentment, and the old ghost was like a clear mystery to him.

"Disciple Yanlan, meet the old ghost master, meet the three ancestors, and meet all the senior brothers and sisters. ”

Yan Lan respectfully clenched her fists and said generously.

The barefoot old ghost took a deep breath and looked at Yan Lan with a smile, full of emotion.

When I rushed to the Deserted Ghost Slope, I was full of spirit and determined to win. But now, their master and apprentice are so embarrassed, they can't help but sigh.

The Fifth Ancestor waved his sleeves and snorted: "Good Yan Lan, good Master, are you worthy of the old ghost's hard work for you?"

The Sixth Ancestor narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Yan Lan, why do you want to poison the Fourth Ancestor, among them, is there a hidden secret?"

The old man said: "Perhaps, the problem lies in the sword behind Yan Lan. ”

The barefoot old ghost shook his head and sighed: "You three old monsters, don't guess Yan Lan, his person, the old ghost knows a lot." There are some things that are not necessarily good to say it. The old ghost dares to guarantee with this old life, Yan Lan is absolutely not at fault. ”

A black-clothed disciple immediately stood up and said angrily, "Eighth Ancestor, don't be bewitched by Yan Lan. I saw with my own eyes, Yan Lan killed my master, and you all witnessed it with your own eyes, the disciple wants to avenge the master, and personally slash Yan Lan, none of you can stop it. ”

With a "poof", the black-clothed disciple's magic sword came out of its sheath, and a huge sword intent immediately enveloped Yan Lan.

Yan Lan didn't care, he didn't even look away, he always looked at the barefoot old ghost with a smile, looking at this old man who trusted him incomparably.

"Master, you're haggard!"

Yan Lan ignored the envelope of the angry sword intent and took another step forward. There are only three feet left from the old ghost.

"Yuan Quan, stop!"

Just when the sword was only three zhang away from Yan Lan, the fifth ancestor shook his head and sighed, and at the same time, with a wave of his robe, Yuan Quan's sword was scattered.

"Fifth Ancestor, why are you stopping me?"

Yuan Quan's eyes showed anger, and he gritted his teeth and shouted.

The Fifth Ancestor waved his hand at Yuan Quan and said, "You step back first, and it won't be too late to make a decision after confirming that Yan Lan is right or wrong." ”

The barefoot old ghost said to Yan Lan: "Yan Lan, if you have anything to say, as long as it can be announced to the public, you can say it, don't worry about who will wronged you." ”

Most of the disciples dared to be angry at this time, but they didn't dare to speak, because Yan Lan was protected by a barefoot old ghost, and the other three ancestors had to give face to the old ghost and didn't dare to mess with Yan Lan.

"Hmph, I want to see how this ancestor killer can speak like a lotus flower and justify himself. ”

No matter how he quibbles, he will definitely not be able to change the fact that he killed the four ancestors. ”

"Without the protection of the Eight Ancestors, Yanlan Xiao'er is here, even if she is a fart. ”

"It is said that Yan Lan's house is still a fine work of the Xuan clan, lurking in this gate, just to subvert this door. If you don't kill him, heaven will not tolerate it. ”

“......”

Listening to the low scolding, even Kuang Yuanwu and Lan Tianzong frowned, and some of their original good feelings towards Yan Lan were gradually disappearing.

Maybe it won't be long before they will also hate Yan Lan and can't help but kill her.

Yan Lan stretched out his hand, gently pulled up the left hand of the barefoot old ghost, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at the shocking scar, his heart twitched violently.

"Master, these scars are left by the Eighth Elder and the Ninth Elder of the Xuan Clan?"

Yan Lan said as he spoke, the golden Buddha power flashed at his fingertips, and lightly tapped on the meridians of the old ghost's wrist, and suddenly, the golden mangs roamed around the old ghost's body, repairing the still stubborn injuries.

The barefoot old ghost was slightly surprised, and then smiled: "Haha, it's just a small injury, why worry about it." Hey, I'm old, I'm old, I can't beat the two old guys of the Xuan clan with one enemy and two, it's really a shame!"

Yan Lan's eyes suddenly froze, and he said solemnly: "How can the master be embarrassed, the one who is embarrassed should be the disciple." ”

Subsequently, Yan Lan was sharp and said proudly: "Master once protected me, taught me the way of cultivation, and helped me comprehend the truth. A teacher for one day, a father for life. Whoever dares to touch my master and kill my relatives and friends, then this is the end. ”

Yan Lan waved his right hand, and suddenly, dozens of corpses were densely placed in front of everyone.

One of the corpses had a scar on his eyebrows, which made all the Gangtianmen people change their expressions drastically, and deep in their hearts, they immediately surged with unparalleled horror. (To be continued......)