On Tiangang Peak, everyone opened their eyes wide at this moment, and they were dumbfounded.

Although their eyes could not directly see the bloody scene, their spiritual sense always paid attention to the changes in the battle, Ruan Ninghao was nailed to the giant pillar by Yan Lan, and Yan Lan's method of lettering and warning, everyone could see it more clearly than seeing it with their own eyes.

"Okay, Senior Brother Yan, well done, his grandmother's, this grievance has finally come out, I have long been tired of Ruan Ninghao, this bastard is arrogant and arrogant, causing trouble, and now I finally went to hell, and I can no longer do anything wrong from now on." Yue Qianchong shook his fist and shouted excitedly.

"Haha, Senior Brother Yan's courage and methods are really extraordinary, I'm afraid I would never have thought of using this method to establish the prestige of this sect!" The corners of Xichen's mouth raised, and his eyes showed appreciation.

Mo Li covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "Senior Brother Xichen, at that moment, Little Brother Yan was much more handsome than you." ”

Xichen raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "That's because Senior Brother Yan has my true inheritance, every move, every move, is elegant and domineering, Wen Ru has a sharp edge, blue out of blue and better than blue, he is handsome, I have immortal credit." ”

Shi Xu, a disciple of Tiangang Peak Tianmen, has a body as heavy as a stone, and his eyes are as bright as the rising sun, which can be described as a person like his name, laughing, with a warm atmosphere, he stretched out his thumb and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yan's means, I sigh to myself." ”

Tianbei Peak Tianmen disciple Beifeng held the sword in both hands, his temperament was a little like Qingye, cold and silent, chic as the wind, he saw Yan Lan's methods, all of them were approving. Nodding his head.

The corners of Tianyoufeng's Tianmen disciple Tong Xun raised slightly, and his eyes showed joy. She has always hated Ruan Ninghao, and every time Ruan Ninghao uses the name of a tour. When she went to various sects and factions to loot treasures and beauties, she couldn't hide them, and only then did she see Ruan Ninghao insulting the people of Tiangangmen, which made her even more angry. Yan Lan's ruthless methods, she admires them very much.

Hong Huan, Qinghong, Tiger Monkey, Ma Lao and others all secretly admired Yan Lan's ruthless methods. Because, even if they shoot. Considering the strong force behind Ruan Ninghao, he may not dare to use such sharp means.

Those disciples of the Earth Gate and the Human Gate worshipped them as if they had seen the arrival of the immortals. His eyes shine with a strange brilliance. Yan Lan's temperament of not being afraid of power and daring to love and hate made them all feel enthusiastic and passionate.

After a few moments, everyone's mood calmed down.

Qing Shudai's eyebrows condensed slightly, and she said in surprise: "Yan Lan killed Ruan Ninghao." It's really exciting. But. Hanging his body in front of the door is not a little too violent. Will the forces behind the Ruan family jump up and make us even worse!"

As a woman and one of the leaders of Tiangangmen, she naturally has more reason and worries than the fanaticism of men and the blind worship of girls.

Hong Huan laughed and waved his robe. said: "Men have their own guards, but they can't be killed." Yanlan's means. The old man likes it. I am a dignified Tiangangmen, once a hegemon-like existence, and now I should be showing a bit of edge. It should be known to outsiders that my Tiangangmen is no longer a weak sect that steals its life, but wants to stand proudly on this land and become an existence that the world looks up to and worships. Even if it's the royal family of the Frost Country, it can't disobey the dignity of this sect, hahaha......"

Qinghong nodded and smiled gently, he has always been obscure, gentle and humble, and he hasn't done anything like this for a long time. At this time, I felt this feeling, and I couldn't help but feel some pride in my heart.

In front of the main gate of Tiangang Gate, Yan Lan stared at his masterpiece, smiled coldly, put away the fierce beast, put his hands behind his back, and fell to Tiangang Square elegantly and freely.

As soon as he settled, Yan Lan saw hundreds of people crowding up, and his eyes were full of surprise, appreciation, and admiration.

"Yan Lan, you are too good, all the monks of the Ruan family have been handled by you alone, you are simply a god-like existence!" Xie Feng, the leader of the Feng Gang, exclaimed loudly, causing many disciples to applaud.

Yue Qianchong rushed up even more, picked up Yan Lan, and laughed loudly: "Haha, I want to hug the great god and be blessed, my brute strength, I hope to have a day of megatron in the world." ”

Wang Qi stood at the back of the crowd and looked at Yan Lan with a smile. If it weren't for Yan Lan, he would still be an extremely inferior teenager now, and he would only hide in the deepest part of the crowd, cowering and ordinary.

Ziyi walked at the front of the crowd, she looked at the enthusiastic Yue Qianchong, pouted, and said, "Senior Brother Yue, don't strangle my Lan'er brother, if you strangle it, I will ask you to pay for it." ”

Yue Qianchong laughed and said, "Don't worry, little sister Ziyi, if I can strangle your brother Yanlan, in the future, Xuanzong will come to attack, I can slap a Xuanzong monk to death." Hehe, in the Frost Country, the person who can strangle Yan Lan is probably not born yet. ”

Hong Huan laughed, stepped forward and patted Yan Lan on the shoulder, and said heartily: "Happy, happy, your kid's talent and strength are countless times more powerful than the Tianjiao disciples in the most glorious period of the sect thousands of years ago." ”

A rich smile also appeared on Qing Yu's face, Yan Lan was his direct disciple and his personal disciple of his compatriot brother Qing Xuan, Yan Lan was so good, which made him feel relieved and proud.

Qinghong stroked his palms and smiled: "Today's battle, the battle is majestic, and that giant pillar will witness the rise and growth of this gate from now on." This credit belongs to Yan Lan alone. Today, this sect will hold a celebration banquet for Yan Lan, and all disciples can participate. At the same time, the great sacrifice is for the people who died in the battle of the main gate, so that they can watch the strength of the main gate in the sky. ”

"Good!"

Everyone applauded loudly, and Tiangangmen was immersed in unprecedented liveliness.

However, when there was a cheerful atmosphere inside Tiangang Gate, it was not so calm outside Tiangang Gate.

After all, such an earth-shattering war will always attract some overt and covert eyeliners.

In the eastern region of the Frost Country, in a more luxurious mansion not far from Ruan Ninghao's mansion, there were some monks one after another, hurrying towards it.

In Ruan Yan's mansion, Ruan Ninghao's father, Ruan Yan, was dressed in bright and heavy armor, and was in the quiet room behind the main hall, concentrating on practicing the exercises.

Suddenly, the sound of a guard's hurried announcement came from outside the door.

Ruan Yan opened his eyes, his figure flashed, and he immediately sat on the main seat of the hall, his eyes were slightly downcast, and he said indifferently: "What's the matter, so panicked?"

The guard below was sweating profusely, and his voice trembled: "General, according to the information from some sect monks, Young Master Ruan ...... Young Master Ruan, he ......"

Ruan Yan raised his eyebrows angrily and scolded: "Say it quickly, don't swallow and spit out!"

The monk below was shaken all over, his body trembled like a sieve, and he said with fear in his eyes: "Young Master Ruan, he ...... was given to a little disciple named Yan Lan from Tiangangmen...... Killed. Young Master Ruan's corpse, nailed ...... Nail it to the giant pillar in front of the main gate of Tiangang Gate. ”

"What?"

Ruan Yan stood up angrily, and in his eyes, the light of shock, anger, and doubt reflected each other. (To be continued......)