"Shadow Guard!"

Seeing this, the pardon suddenly looked surprised.

This Shadow Guard is a team of seven people secretly formed by Lang Yan, and the realm of these seven people has all entered the realm of Chengdan, and they are particularly proficient in the art of retreat, mainly used for the enemy's sneak attack.

In the Imperial Void Secret Realm, Lang Ji was able to use the Spirit Sealing Realm to place a group of Chengdan Realm cultivators in the Spirit Devouring Array, relying on the power of the Shadow Guard.

Now, they're there again!

I saw that the shadow guard at this moment, except for his hands, his body was all hidden in the void, like a ghost, clasping the ankles of Su Lao Ghost and the others, and holding on tightly.

Seeing this, Su Lao Ghost and the others immediately blasted the attack in their hands downward, but at this moment, the shadow guard suddenly let go of his hand and disappeared.

"Hahaha!" At this moment, Lang Yan ran towards several people with a long laugh, and in an instant, he was in front of Yu Sheng, and then slashed towards him with a sword in his palm.

"Since you have betrayed me, I will send you to meet your ancestor of the pardon clan!" Lang Yan showed contempt on his face, looking at Pardon, and a chill appeared in his eyes.

The realm of the two is too different, and seeing that the situation is reversed now, the face of the pardon suddenly shows unwillingness. Facing Lang Yan's sword palm, he subconsciously ran to the side.

But he was slow for a moment after all, and as Lang Yan's palm fell, one of his arms was cut off instantly.

In an instant, blood splattered.

The sharp pain came from his shoulder, and the skin of the pardon twitched, and the scar on his face looked particularly hideous and terrifying.

Seeing this, Lang Yan sneered, and did not chase anymore, but glanced at Tu Lie, with his current cultivation, killing Yusheng is as simple as pinching an ant to death, and letting this ant feel more fear and horror before dying has become his current pleasure.

Withdrawing his gaze from Yu Sheng, Lang Yan looked at Tu Lie......

Below, all the disciples of the Hidden Valley were pinching their hands, holding the blue light giant sword, sweeping the four directions again and again, and the combined monks of the various sects were desperately resisting, because they occupied the advantage in numbers, but they did not show the decline of collapse.

Suddenly, a loud sound of stopping shouted in the sky, and everyone looked up, only to see Lang Yan looking down, his eyes dewed. Around him, there were still a few figures upside down, it was Su Lao Ghost and others.

Lang Yan didn't kill a few people directly, he was just injured, and he didn't know what else he had planned.

Seeing this, everyone below stopped what they were doing, and the disciples of the sects saw that their respective sect masters had been defeated, and their faces showed a trace of dejection.

"After tonight, there will be only one sect in this heaven and earth, and that is the Hidden Valley......!

Lang Yan spoke, his voice echoing through the valley.

However, as he spoke, the pupils of his eyes that looked down shrank suddenly, and he saw a figure in the corpse below, slowly getting up.

That figure is Yi Han!

"You're not dead! how can it be?" At this moment, Lang Yan's face was already full of surprise, but in an instant, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly revealed, and said, "Taisu Shenshui!"

Yi Han shook his head and stood up. When Langyan attacked and descended earlier, he took out the jade bottle containing the Taisu Divine Water, and drank a drop at the moment of endangerment.

He was able to come back from the dead because of this.

However, Yi Han looked at the silent battlefield at the moment, but he was a little surprised. When he noticed the situation in the sky, his face changed suddenly.

"Lang Yan has stepped into the Heaven Transformation Realm, and he has already defeated the sect masters of all sects. "Right here

, the voice of the fairy in the painting appeared in Yi Han's mind.

Yi Han frowned when he heard this.

If this is the case, then this crusade will turn into death......

"Hmph, since you are alive again, I will kill it again!" Suddenly, Lang Yan stepped on the void and walked slowly towards Yi Han.

Seeing this, Yi Han's heart suddenly tightened. In the face of the Transformation Realm Monk, even if he has the help of the Immortal in the Painting and the Cliff, it will not help.

However, just when Lang Yan and Yi Han were only a few feet away, the broken bowl in his arms suddenly trembled, Yi Han noticed it, his eyes flashed instantly, and he suddenly took out the broken bowl and aimed it at Lang Yan.

Seeing that Yi Han was about to resist, Lang Yan paused in his footsteps, but then chuckled lightly and continued to pace towards Yi Han.

Shout!

A breaking wind sounded suddenly, and I saw an orange light come out of the broken bowl, and then swirled and waved towards Lang Yan.

Burning Sword!

That Lang Qi's sword pill had been absorbed by Chen Jun, and under the dangerous situation, Yi Han almost forgot about it!

A touch of orange sè's crescent moon practice suddenly took shape with the movement of the Burning Hidden Sword, and then it took on a lightning momentum, slamming towards Langyan!

Seeing this, the corners of Lang Yan's mouth curled. He had fought against the Burning Hidden Sword in the secret realm of the Boundary Mountain, and he already knew how powerful this sword would be in Yi Han's hands.

If he doesn't break through again, he needs to pay attention to a few points, but now......

Lang Yan suddenly stretched out his palm and transported a spiritual light, and he was ready to pick it up with his bare hands.

However, at the moment when the horse came into contact with Lang Yan, his face suddenly changed drastically! The power of this sword was far beyond his prediction!

And right now, even if you use teleportation, you can't escape.

Lang Yan's face trembled by the wind carried by Pi Lian, and in the next moment, he fell from the void! But what was amazing was that this sword mangling did not disappear, and after passing from Lang Yan's body, it continued to slash diagonally into the air along the original trajectory.

The blue light that had been gathered by the disciples of the Hidden Fence with thousands of long swords was hanging over this trajectory.

Rumble!

In the next moment, the two touched! A sound that shook the valley suddenly came out, and I saw that under this blow, the blue light Chang Gong suddenly fell apart as if it were a sword, turning into a rain of swords and falling into the sky!

When everyone present saw this, they all opened their mouths wide and were surprised.

With just one sword, Yi Han severely damaged Lang Yan, who had reached the transformation realm, and also restrained the enemy skills of tens of thousands of cultivators!

Yi Han was also stunned when he saw this, he didn't expect that the fifty percent power that Chen Jun said would be so powerful!

He held the Burning Hidden Sword in his hand and rushed towards Lang Yan, who had fallen to the ground.

At this moment, Lang Yan's body was still cut into two sections, and all the flesh and blood that had been swept by the sword was turned into minced flesh.

Lang Yanqi is like a gossamer, his eyes are sloppy, his face is twitching, and he is already in a state of checkmate.

Yi Han looked at the other party, there was no pity in his eyes, just when he raised his sword and was about to slash towards Lang Yan, he suddenly remembered something, and the movements in his hand suddenly stopped, and then squatted down.

"Heavenly reason is clear, retribution is not happy!" Yi Han looked at Lang Yan's face and pressed his hand on his heavenly spirit.

He didn't want to kill Lang Yan, but while the other party was still breathing, he was ready to search for his soul!

Yi Han thought of the purple-clothed Tianzun who attacked the Jiuli Clan, and thought of the three generations of Xuantian, Lang Yan and the two of them seemed to be colluding, and he thought that he might be able to find some useful information from Lang Yan's memory.

The lords of the sects above saw Yi Han

's actions, their faces showed suspicion, but after a while, they guessed what Yi Han was doing.

In their opinion, Yi Han's move was clearly to find the treasures hidden in the Hidden Valley, although they had the intention to move, but they did not dare to step forward, because they were also afraid that they would be cut off by a sword like Langyan.

Yi Han also relied on this, and when he saw that everyone was intimidated by the Burning Hidden Sword, he dared to make such a move.

At this moment, Yi Han's spiritual consciousness had entered Langyan's sea of consciousness.

This soul searching technique is a domineering spiritual method that uses one's own spiritual sense to probe the memories of others, and in the four domains, it is a well-known spiritual method, and Yi Han has already mastered it.

In the silence, Yi Han's spiritual consciousness began to see one picture after another.

Among them, there are memories of Langyan's childhood, youth, and youth, for these, Yi Han skipped directly, and after a while, he finally got a glimpse of a picture.

On it, there are purple-clothed Tianzun and Langyan.

The man in purple suddenly appeared when Lang Yan was cultivating, and Lang Yan was not happy about this, so he put on a killing posture and attacked the man in purple, but before he was in front of the other party, he saw the man in purple reach out with his hands and press him to the ground in the air.

Yi Han's eyes sparkled and he continued to look down.

After a moment of defeat by Langyan, he fell to his knees and bowed down to the man in purple.

Suddenly, Yi Han's pupils shrank, although there was no sound in these pictures, but Yi Han could roughly guess what they were talking about when he looked at the lips of the two of them.

The man in purple gave Lang Yan the task of finding a young man named Yi Han!

After a period of time, the man in purple reappeared, this time, it was to send troops to the east of the wilderness.

"The Fall of Jiuli...... It's really connected to me!"

Yi Hanshen was gloomy, full of self-blame, and the misfortune of the people of the clan was actually caused by him.

"Who is this purple-clothed man!Is it in the same group as the three generations of Xuantian......" After only a few breaths of distraction, Yi Han came back to his senses, and then muttered, and continued to look at Lang Yan's memory.

After a while, Yi Han froze a picture again, and on top of this picture, three generations of Xuantian appeared.

As he knew, the Mountain was opened by the three generations of Xuantian, and Lang Yan acted as a pawn.

Yi Han didn't get what he wanted. Who is the person in purple, what is the reason why the other party and the three generations of Xuantian, or the fairy world, want to catch themselves, all this, Yi Han still hasn't figured it out.

More importantly, who is himself?

Yi Han withdrew his spiritual sense.

But at this moment, Yi Han found that in Lang Yan's ears, there was an extra jade bottle at some point, and there were still undispersed spiritual power fluctuations on the bottle!

A thought flashed in his mind, and a cold light suddenly appeared in Yi Han's eyes!

This jade bottle must be Taisu Divine Water, Lang Yan is not dead, he actually wants to drink Taisu Divine Water quietly when Yi Han searched for his soul.

However, before this jade bottle could be moved to his lips, it was discovered by Yi Han in time!

Yi Leng laughed, and reached out to grab the jade bottle.

There was only one drop of Taisu Divine Water left on his body, and Lang Yan found that the Ethereal Spirit Leaf had been many years, Yi Han thought about it, there must be a lot of Taisu Divine Water in this bottle!

"Since Lang can't survive, then you and the others will be martyred for me!"

But in the process of Yi Han's probing, suddenly, Lang Yan let out a faint sound, and no one noticed it except Yi Han, who could hear it clearly.

"Yi Han, run!"

At this moment, the voices of the immortals, Cangya and Chen Jun in the painting shouted out in unison, with an anxious meaning!