Chapter Seventy-Three: Serve Me as the Lord, Yunshan (Combined Chapter, Seek to Read, Seek to Read!) )

The majestic momentum like the awakening of a giant dragon enveloped the Yunlan Sect in an instant, and the heavens and the earth were silent in an instant.

That momentum came from the deepest part of the Yunlan Sect, which made all the disciples of the Yunlan Sect who were still insisting on the square in awe, and they knelt down at the spread of the momentum, their eyes showing fanaticism.

"Old Sect Master, still alive?!"

"It's the old sect master!"

"We're saved!"

Rickety Yunyun couldn't hold on any longer, kneeling on the ground in rags, she looked up at the sky, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

"Master, you are out of the mountain.......

Xiao Yan also looked up at the sky, but there was no horror in his eyes that everyone in the Yunlan Sect expected, on the contrary, he put away the Xuanzhong ruler and took out a small token.

"Wait for you to die!" There are Yunlan Sect disciples yelling at Xiao Yan.

The appearance of Yunshan made them more confident.

Douhuang and Douzong, the difference between the two is one word, but the strength is like a moat!

A clear roar rushed into the sky, and in the midst of everyone's attention, the wind rose in the depths of the Yunlan Sect, and a white figure suddenly appeared in midair.

The white figure was dressed in an extremely simple white robe, standing in the air, his clothes fluttering, extremely ethereal and dusty.

The strange thing is that it stands to reason that this old sect master of the Yunlan Sect is a figure from hundreds of years ago, but his face does not feel old at all, his long snow-white hair is flying in the wind, but he looks like a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old gentle son.

However, this person is the old sect master of the Yunlan Sect, Yun Shan!

The ripples of the Dao space fluctuated from the foot of Yunshan Mountain, and he stepped in, already dozens of zhang away, but in just a few steps, he was already standing above the square.

"What the hell is going on?"

Although Yun Shan's tone seemed very flat, anyone could hear the anger he hid under the flat tone.

He locked his gaze on Xiao Yan.

"It's the first time in so many years that my Yunlan Sect has been destroyed like this." Yun Shan had obviously locked on, and Xiao Yan was the culprit this time.

"It's really daring."

A long sword appeared in his hand, and the wind howled around him gathered towards the tip of the sword, condensing into a terrifying tornado.

"Do you have any last words?" Yun Shan's voice was cold.

"I don't have any last words, but you, do you have any last words?" Xiao Yan teased, he didn't seem to take Yunshan's threat seriously at all, but instead threw his question back.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere at the scene dropped to freezing point.

Yun Shan's indifference on the surface finally couldn't be maintained any longer, he raised the long sword in his hand full of anger, and said fiercely to Xiao Yan:

"If it weren't for the big man who wanted to come to my Yunlan Sect today, I would definitely arrest you, a villain, and torture you for three days and three nights, but unfortunately, you have to die now!"

"Wind Extreme: Fall!"

The same move, used in the hands of Yun Yun, and used in the hands of Yun Shan are completely two fighting skills.

The long sword gathered the power of heaven and earth, and a deep light that seemed to be able to tear through the sky suddenly appeared, and after it burst out, the space was distorted.

This blow, if it falls on an ordinary Dou Huang, he will be injured if he does not die.

"Boom!"

The manic wind swept wildly, constantly strangling everything in sight.

When the disciples of the Yunlan Sect saw that Xiao Yan was engulfed by the Gangfeng, they immediately cheered loudly one by one.

"We won....... We won!!! ”

"Dog thing, no matter how talented you are, you can't be the opponent of the old sect master, haha!"

But while the disciples of the Yunlan Sect were cheering, Yun Shan's face was getting heavier and heavier, and he stared at his feet, cloudy and uncertain.

"The Extreme of the Earth: Falling Blue Sky!"

With a cold snort, the thick earth-based fighting qi on the Yunlan Sect Square was frantically condensed, and Yunshan's wind-based fighting qi was completely blocked in an instant, failing to hurt Xiao Yan in the slightest.

An old man in a gray robe stood in front of Xiao Yan with his hands in his hands, and the majestic earth-based fighting spirit on his body and his body standing in the air all showed that this was also a fighting sect.

Patron saint of the royal family: Gapuntian.

Xiao Yan's hand holding the token was slowly lowered, and he looked at the gray-robed old man who had a conflict with some doubts, not knowing what the opponent wanted?

Jia Xingtian turned his head, the milky white Pure Lotus Demon Fire in his eyes was burning, he grinned, and his hoarse voice echoed in the sky above the Yunlan Sect: "Old Nu Jia Xingtian has seen the Yan Protector. ”

The fire slave of the Master Soul Emperor?

Xiao Yan suddenly understood, and at the same time, he also understood why when he killed the Royal Family Dou King in Gamma Holy City, this so-called royal patron saint would do nothing and let himself go.

"Good guy, I still want to pretend to be a wave......." Xiao Yan touched his nose and smiled bitterly.

"Gaxingtian, you have to stop ....... Wait, Flame Protector?! Yun Shan's furious voice was just halfway out, but it was suddenly interrupted.

Yun Shan looked at Xiao Yan in disbelief, who looked at him indifferently and didn't give any reaction.

"Extreme Wind: Sunset ......."

Halfway through the condensation, he didn't know if he should continue to release it.

Yan Protector, this title was extremely familiar to him, because he was the big man that Yun Shan had been waiting for for several days to greet.

But why, the first step of this big man coming to his Yunlan Sect was to destroy his sect like this?

Isn't he here to take over my Yunlan Sect?

Yun Shan looked towards Xiao Yan's hand, and the token held by the young man in white was eight or nine points imaginary with the token of the Soul Palace.

Could it really be the Soul Hall Protector?

At this moment, Yun Shan looked at Yun Yun who was kneeling on the ground in rags, and the latter's blood-stained appearance made him feel extremely distressed.

"Yun'er, what's going on?"

"Master......" Yun Yun looked up at Yun Shan, and then at his apprentice Nalan Yanran, feeling extremely sad in his heart.

Yun Yun told Yun Shan about the ins and outs of the whole thing, from Xiao Yan's loss of fighting spirit to waste material to Nalan Yanran's divorce, and then from Nalan Yanran's divorce to preach about the three-year covenant, and finally from the three-year covenant to being beaten by Xiao Yan to the mountain gate.

Yun Yun only talked about the whole thing for less than ten minutes, but he listened to Yun Shan's head dizzy, and he almost fell from mid-air.

Yun Shan looked at his disciple Nalan Yanran incredulously, as an old sect master who had been in retreat for many years, he had never seen her a few times in total.

But what he really didn't expect was that this Nalan Yanran actually dared to run away from the big man of the Soul Hall to divorce, and was knocked on the mountain gate by others, almost destroying his Yunlan Sect's hundreds of years of foundation.

At this moment, Xiao Yan raised the Soul Hall token in his hand at the right time, so that everyone present could see it clearly.

"Yunshan, don't bow down yet!"

Yun Shan hurriedly interrupted the fighting technique in his hand in fright, and the force of the strong counterattack made him vomit blood from his mouth.

"Yunyun, what kind of apprentice are you looking for!!"

.............

"Nalan Yanran will be expelled from the Yunlan Sect from now on and abolish cultivation!"

In the center of the main hall, Yun Shan looked at Nalan Yanran with a cold expression, and gave this impersonal order in a cold tone.

Nalan Yanran knelt on the ground, bowed her head, and didn't say a word.

In front of her, the thin sword that she was proud of had been broken in two, just like her pride.

Xiao Yan sat on the main hall of the Yunlan Sect and watched Yun Shan in front of him perform hard in front of him.

On his side, Yun Yun, who had already changed into a clean suit, was standing there, his plain skirt wrapped around his plump body, his eyebrows were lowered, and he could not see a trace of the arrogance of the Yunlan Sect Master at all.

And Jia Xingtian was standing on the other side, his eyes burning with milky white flames were extremely unfocused, and since he finished his first sentence, he rarely took the initiative to speak, unless he was ordered by Xiao Yan to do something.

"There's no need to do that." Xiao Yan waved his hand, completely unimpressed by Yun Shan's remedy.

"Flame Protector." Yun Yun took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and a line of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes. "I said that I will complete the three-year contract for Yanran, if you lose, you will be a slave and a servant, and you will never break your word......"

Xiao Yan sneered and sneered: "If you lose to me, you can be my slave, how can there be such a beautiful thing in the world." ”

Yun Yun's expression froze, a pair of jade hands tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, she thought that her posture was not bad, but she couldn't get into his eyes?

But if you think about it carefully, when I met him for the first time, it was like this, with a hint of detachment in the indifference, and I didn't pay attention to it at all.

Full of grievances, Yun Yun mustered up the courage to look at Xiao Yan, but only looked at a pair of nonchalant eyes that were three points thin and seven points cold.

It turns out that I really don't have anything......

Xiao Yan ignored Yun Yun's desperate eyes on the side, stood up, and slowly walked down the stairs.

In the center of the main hall, Yun Shan raised his palm, and with one palm, he was about to slap Nalan Yanran's abdomen.

But this palm was stopped by Xiao Yan reaching out.

Looking at Xiao Yan who was grabbing his arm, Yun Shan's originally cold face squeezed out a flattering smile, this old sect master of the Yunlan Sect who could barely break through to the realm of the Dou Sect by holding the thighs of the Soul Palace, had a heart for everything about the Soul Palace.

The sect, the daughter, the disciple and the grandson, all of this has to be a little behind his life.

If it weren't for the Soul Palace, he would have been sitting in the secret room deep in the Yunlan Sect at this moment.

The Soul Hall is the source of his strength, and it is also the greatest reliance on him to continue to live.

He can do without the Yunlan Sect, but he can't do without the Soul Palace.

"Yan Protector, this woman is too hateful, and she doesn't know the severity, why don't you let me abolish it, and it would be good to be a bed warmer for you in the future." Yun Shan suggested flatteringly.

"What's the use of me asking an ordinary person to be a maid?" Xiao Yan sneered.

Yun Shan hesitated for a while, looked at Yun Yun who was standing there with his head down, and struggled extremely in his heart.

"Yun Yun is my apprentice after all, and she is also a righteous daughter, Yan Protector, can you let her go......" Family affection finally defeated the desire for life, and Yun Shan cracked an ugly smile and prayed.

Xiao Yan shook his head, his eyes staring at Yun Shan a little hairy.

"Sect Master Yun has misunderstood, the person who is useful to me is you."

Xiao Yan took out a token, this was the prohibition that the Soul Hall was specially used to control the slaves, and in Yun Shan's body, the prohibition set by the previous Soul Hall Protector Vulture Protector still existed.

"Serve me as the Lord, Yunshan."