Chapter 320: The Destruction of the Xuan Group

The distance of thirty miles, with Yan Lan's current cultivation, is only a matter of moments.

Yan Lan stopped, restrained his breath, and stood on a wide road, looking at the forest not far away.

In the middle of the forest, the trees are huge, the canopy is towering, and it is obviously very old.

The wide road on which Yan Lan stood was stretching from among the gloomy trees.

The road is lined with thick grass, swaying in the breeze, as if gloating, waiting for a bloody storm to arrive.

It's a deserted place, just right for killing people.

Yan Lan stared at the wide road coldly, and the divergent spiritual sense had already locked on the more than twenty members of the Xuan Group who were galloping in this direction.

"Sneer......"

The members of the Xuan Group who came at a gallop, after seeing Yan Lan's figure, all stopped abruptly, and the soles of their feet rubbed against the ground due to the sudden stop, making a uniform sound, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were cold and sharp, and their breath condensed.

Yan Lan smiled faintly, and walked slowly towards the members of the Xuan Group with a casual step.

"Good dogs don't get in the way, boy, dare to stand in our way, do you know who we are, are you impatient?" the captain of the third Xuan Group shouted in a deep voice.

When Yan Lan heard this, his footsteps did not stop, and he floated a playful smile, and said: "Yes, I am a little impatient with life, and your existence really makes me very impatient." ”

The bland words revealed obvious killing intent.

The members of the Xuan Group immediately felt stunned, and the person in front of them was not standing there for no reason, listening to his tone, it was obvious that he had bad intentions.

The eyes of the captain of the third Xuan Group were cold, and his spiritual sense swept Yan Lan fiercely, but he found that he could not see through Yan Lan's cultivation, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

However, thinking that there were more than 20 elites of the Xuan Group on his side, who were good at the way of formation siege, and Yan Lan was so young, his confidence suddenly rose, and he said with a contemptuous smile: "Boy, report your name, so as not to die in this wilderness and be a nameless wild ghost." ”

Yan Lan shook his head, his heart moved, and the Red Molten Sword was in his hand.

"Don't talk nonsense with you, let's send you on the road together!"

With a wave of Yan Lan's magic sword, Ten Thousand Swords Ling Tian suddenly moved, and a hundred sword gangs appeared instantly, running around him domineeringly.

"Hmm, this is the sword trick of Tiangangmen, this kid is from Tiangangmen. The captain of the Fourth Xuan Group tightened his pupils and said immediately.

"Tiangangmen, this ...... This kid is Yan Lan, the doll who was protected by the old thief of Qingxuan!" A man in black who had surrounded and killed Yan Lan roared with wide eyes.

When Yan Lan heard the word Qingxuan, his heart ached inexplicably, and he screamed, and a sword gang cut through the air, and a sharp roar resounded through the four fields, shooting directly at the black-clothed man who had surrounded and killed Yan Lan.

"Chirp!"

After a sharp sound, the black-clothed man Yuan Dan immediately shattered, blood gushed out from his abdomen, and before he could howl miserably, his eyes widened and he fell straight down.

Yan Lan stared at the dead man in black and smiled coldly, this person's mouth was fast, and he also caused death to come quickly.

The word Qingxuan ignited the fire of his anger.

"It's so fast!" The captain of the third Xuan Group secretly exclaimed, Jian Gang's speed was so fast, he didn't even have time to stop it, let alone the black-clothed team member.

"You are Yan Lan, hum, let you live for two more years, it seems that you are tired of living, then I will fulfill you. The fifth Xuan group, forming a formation, killing people. The captain of the Fifth Xuan Group shouted coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the fifth Xuan group flashed, and quickly formed a formation.

"Make a hairy formation!"

Yan Lan snorted lightly, and dozens of sword gangs shot away, directly hitting the ten members of the Xuan Group.

After experiencing all kinds of things, Yan Lan learned to strike first and no longer talk to the opponent first.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A series of explosions sounded, and before the formation of the ten members of the Xuan Group was formed, Ben Dan was shattered and died, and his body was like sorghum with his roots cut off, and he fell straight to the ground, and his eyes were still shining with disbelief.

With one move, the Fifth Xuan Group was completely destroyed.

The captain of the Fifth Xuan Group was taken aback, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

He clearly knew that Yiding Xuanzun had nine Xuan Groups under his command, the first Xuan Group was the weakest, and the Ninth Xuan Group was the strongest.

The fifth Xuan group led by him is located in the middle position of the nine Xuan groups, and the group members have the lowest cultivation in the late Yuan Dan period, and the one who cultivates to the high reaches the Hua Dan stage, if it is a formation, even if it is a master at the peak of the Hua Dan, it can be easily captured, and in the face of the master of the Yuan infant stage, there is a certainty that the whole body will retreat, but in front of this young man, one of them will be wiped out, and no one will be left.

The captain of the Fifth Xuan Group swallowed his saliva, and only now did he clearly feel that the unattractive young man in front of him was extremely not simple.

The rest of the more than ten members of the Xuan Group were shocked, and they gathered together, preoccupied with the slender young man in front of them.

Before, they were the ones who frightened others, but now, they suddenly had a creepy feeling, as if the gates of hell were slowly opening for them.

Yan Lan was very satisfied with the power he had unleashed, this was the first time he felt so strongly that it was so enjoyable to crush the enemy.

He couldn't help but look forward to a little bit of hope, if one day in the future, he could ascend to the Heavenly Land and have the strength to crush the forces of all sides of the Heavenly Land, how happy it would be.

The breeze blew lightly, and the grass swayed more happily, as if the smell of blood gradually permeating the air made them all feel fanatical.

Above the eastern sky, the sun was rising, but the golden light did not bring a trace of vitality, but added a sense of sadness to this area.

"You guys, it's time to hit the road, too. ”

Yan Lan Chi Rong Sword waved, and dozens of sword gangs roared out.

More than a dozen black-clothed men instantly burst out with all their energy, intending to block Yan Lan's attack.

"It's useless, your cultivation is too weak in front of me. ”

Yan Lan stared at the trajectory of Jian Gang, his face was expressionless, dozens of Jian Gang, with a domineering and unparalleled momentum, violently blasted into the group of more than a dozen people in black, and stabbed their Yuan Dan with unmistakable accuracy.

The bodies of more than ten black-clothed people immediately collapsed like cotton and fell to the ground, their faces frightened and unwilling.

They were all the best members of the Xuan Group, but they didn't expect that they would be so damaged by a young man's sword that they couldn't even turn over a wave.

Yan Lan's gaze stared coldly at the three Xuan Group captains, these three people, their strength had all reached the stage of transforming pills, and the cultivation realm of the fifth captain of the Xuan group had even reached the peak of turning pills, which was not much different from him.

However, Yan Lan was still sure to kill them all, leaving no one behind.

"Kill, let's go together, don't believe this kid has three heads and six arms!" The captain of the fourth Xuan Group shouted, and the spiritual power around him rose to the sky.

The corners of Yan Lan's mouth raised slightly, the captain of the Fourth Xuan Group had reached the late stage of Huadan, and he was quite strong, but it was still not enough.

The other two Xuan Group captains immediately roared in response, urging the violent spiritual power to rush towards Yan Lan.

Just now, Yan Lan's killing move came too suddenly, and they were completely stunned, so much so that they forgot to attack them in groups.

"Die!"

Yan Lan drank suddenly, and the power of the thunder soul spread out, destroying the souls of the three Xuan Group captains uncontrollably.

His soul realm has reached the late stage of the sixth grade of the human realm, and with the assistance of the thunder soul, it is enough to directly wipe out the soul of an ordinary monk.

The three Xuangu captains immediately scattered their spiritual power, and the bodies that rushed wildly lost the control of their souls in an instant, and they could only fly to the ground by inertia, and roll a few times before stopping.

"Three Yuan cores of the Hua Dan period, more than 20 storage rings, hehe, no matter how thin the mosquito legs are, they are also meat, so I'm welcome. ”

Yan Lan smiled faintly, with a wave of his right hand, more than twenty storage rings fell into his palm, and the yuan cores of the three Xuanzong team leaders were also sucked out.

At the same time, within the Xuanzong branch, Yiding Xuanzun suddenly opened his eyes, and he noticed that the three Xuanzun groups had suddenly disappeared, but he didn't know why.

Yan Lan naturally sensed Yiding Xuanzun's movements, shrugged his eyebrows, and chuckled: "Don't worry, you will know the reason soon!"

The voice full of cold arrogance was blown away in the wind, and the young man's figure disappeared in an instant, and the violent air flow fluctuations showed that he was speeding towards the Xuanzong branch.

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