"Tiangang Sect, kill my grandson, Hanging Corpse Sect, they are so audacious, kill...kill...kill!"

Ruan Kun stood up angrily and shouted the word "kill" three times in a row. His eyes were like eagles, boiling with anger. Judging from his age, he looked middle-aged, but his hair was parted in the middle, half black and half white, giving him an evil feeling.

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This strange appearance also earned him a resounding title in the Frost King's royal family - Black and White Elder.

Ruan Kun clenched his fists, unable to calm down the anger in his heart for a long time.

His only grandson was killed, and he couldn't make it public at this time. Within the Frost King's royal family, the overt and covert fighting was extremely fierce. If you are not careful, someone will seize the opportunity and exploit it, or let others take advantage of it to ridicule you wantonly.

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"The Tiangang Clan is just an unpopular force in the Eastern Region of the Frost Kingdom. It actually dares to kill my grandson. There must be a mystery behind this."

For a long time, Ruan Kun calmed down his anger and muttered to himself.

Although he was extremely angry, he was worthy of being the elder who protected the country, so how could he not have any sense? He concluded that the Tiangang Sect was definitely not the Tiangang Sect of the past, and he must have had some confidence before he dared to kill his grandson Ruan Ninghao.

Ruan Kun pinched his hand and immediately shattered four spiritual talismans.

Half an hour later, four figures rushed into Ruan Kun's mansion.

"What's the order from Mr. Black and White?"

The four middle-aged men bowed their heads slightly and asked.

These four people are actually all at the Nine-Year Nascent Soul stage. They only bowed their heads slightly, showing that they are not Ruan Kun's subordinates, but distinguished and powerful guests.

Coming here now is just to receive benefits from others on weekdays, and to help others avoid disasters at this moment. There is no need for them to be humble to Ruan Kun.

Ruan Kun's eyes flashed with coldness, he tried his best to suppress his anger, and said coldly: "Jianghehuhai. I ask the four of you to go to the Tiangang Gate in the Eastern Region of Frost Kingdom and capture a disciple named Yanlan alive.

.Remember, I want to live, even if I only have one breath left."

"Okay, we will do as we are told. Mr. Black and White is waiting for our good news!"

The four people from Jiang He Hu Hai immediately ducked away.

Tiangang Gate, on Tiangang Peak. After everyone saw Yan Lan's majestic majesty, they were no longer so wary. Many disciples started practicing leisurely in Tiangang Square, and some disciples were preparing for the Tiangang Gate dinner. It was a hilarious scene.

Yan Lan, Hong Huan, Qing Hong and other core figures gathered in the Tiangang Hall.

Yan Lan looked at the lively scene outside with a slight smile on her lips, but she always remained vigilant in her heart. If he killed Ruan Ninghao, the Ruan family would never remain silent in response.

Although he didn't want to cause trouble, Ruan Ninghao repeatedly made trouble for Ziyi. If the trouble was not eliminated, it was like a stick in his throat, affecting his mood. It would be better to kill him. He felt happy, which could stabilize his mind and concentrate on fighting the enemy.

Suddenly, Yan Lan's eyebrows tightened, and his spiritual consciousness detected three figures, rushing toward Tiangang Gate like lightning.

It's a hundred miles away, but it's only a moment away.

Such magical powers can only be cultivated to the nine-evolution Nascent Soul stage.

"Ancestor, the master, master, uncles, and disciples have some matters that they need to go out to resolve."

Yan Lan said calmly, then flew out of the palace, hung in the air, and stared at the three gray figures.

Seeing this, everyone in Hong Huan knew something was going on outside, and followed Yan Lan out of the palace one after another.

The three gray figures noticed Ruan Ninghao's tragic situation from a distance, and became furious. They immediately released their spiritual power, intending to sweep Ruan Ninghao's body away.

"Bang!"

The spiritual power was shattered, and Yan Lan appeared opposite the three gray figures, while also blocking Ruan Ninghao's body behind him.

"I don't allow my prey, who dares to move?"

Yan Lan's eyes were as bright as a torch and she said coldly.

The three gray figures immediately looked coldly and stared towards Yan Lan.

"Who are you? You dare to hinder the Ruan family from doing things. Are you tired of living?"

"Tiangang Sect, if you dare to kill our young master, Xuanshi Sect, be prepared to destroy the sect."

Yan Lan raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said disdainfully: "Many people have said this to me before, but they have all gone to hell. If you also want to go to hell in a hurry, you can give it a try. However, these eight words

, you won’t know each other.”

Yan Lan pointed behind her with her thumb at the eight words - Those who offend our sect, this is an example!

The three gray figures all had their eyes darkened, their expressions solemn, and then they showed a little disdain.

"You are that boy named Yan Lan. You are indeed quite talented. No wonder you are so arrogant and domineering."

"Arrogant. Even you humble little ones dare to make such bold statements. Today, I will test your ability."

As soon as he finished speaking, two gray figures rushed towards Yanlan.

Another figure rushed towards Ruan Ninghao's body.

In Tiangang Square, everyone looked up and stared at Yan Lan, their eyes a little solemn.

Hong Huan stroked his beard and said: "Three powerful men in the Nine-Year Nascent Soul Stage. These are the three people with the highest cultivation level among those who have invaded our sect so far."

Qinghong nodded and said: "Yes, the person with the highest cultivation level in the past was Xuantong, but he was only in the middle of the eighth-generation Nascent Soul stage."

The eyes of Qingye, Ma Lao, Huhou and other powerful men all became sharp. This was the first time they had seen such powerful men. Although their cultivation had just reached the level of the Nine-Year Nascent Soul Stage,

But I have never really fought against such a strong person.

"Nine-Yan Nascent Soul Stage!"

Many disciples exclaimed in low voices. The Nine-Year Nascent Soul stage represents the absolute top level in the Frost Kingdom. Wherever they are placed, they will be a giant.

On weekdays, it is rare to see even one master of the Eighth Evolution Nascent Soul Stage. How can one see three masters of the Nine Evolution Nascent Soul Stage dispatched at the same time?

"Well, these three masters of the Nine-Year Nascent Soul stage, it seems that they regard the strength of our Junior Brother Yan as the top of the Frost Kingdom, and they will no longer send some shrimp soldiers and crab generals to die."

Yue Qianchong put his hands on his hips and said proudly, as if Yanlan's strength was his glory.

In the sky, a war has been triggered.

"court death!"

Yan Lan's brows condensed, and the power of the thunder soul at the peak of the seventh level of human realm was so fast that it blasted towards the figure that was rushing towards Ruan Ninghao's body.

The figure snorted softly, and immediately lost control of its body and fell straight to the ground.

These monks rely on countless pills to improve their cultivation. Although their cultivation is high, they do not pay attention to tempering their souls.

The power of thunder souls at the peak of the seventh level of the Yanlan Realm is unimaginable. In addition, soul attacks are often hard to guard against. A violent blow from the power of thunder souls is enough to defeat their soul defenses, causing their consciousness to be scattered, or even their souls to be shattered immediately, and their consciousness to be shattered.

Nothing.

Yan Lan turned her palm over, took out an ordinary magic sword, and then took out a Netherworld Blade.

The Nether Blade was in front, shattering the figure's Nascent Soul.

The magic sword followed, violently piercing the body and nailing it to the huge wooden pillar.

After doing all this, Yan Lan sensed that the two attacks in front of him were approaching. Without raising his head, the thunder sword was unsheathed. With a casual movement, the huge thunder sword was blasted away by more than a thousand people.

Zhang's distance.

"Ah, this guy has such strong cultivation and weird methods. Retreat and go back and report to General Ruan."

The two gray figures immediately ignored Ruan Ninghao's body and retreated in panic.

Yan Lan's methods were too overbearing. He killed a companion in the Nine-Year Nascent Soul stage with one move. This kind of method could only be possessed by a strong person in the Infant Transformation stage.

Yan Lan stared at the two figures that were hundreds of miles away, and her body shot away quickly, and shouted coldly: "I told you before, don't go back when you are here, sleep here forever!" (To be continued...)

ps: [I have been very busy these days. My father has been hospitalized for nearly 100 days. The hospital is short of money. I borrowed money from a friend. My friend’s father was also hospitalized suddenly. I had no choice but to raise money. I have been running back and forth, and I have become a seller.

I gave birth, borrowed money from relatives and friends, and came back at night, so I had to code and upload in the middle of the night. I am so tired, mentally tired, and physically tired. I can barely keep up with one update recently, which is really embarrassing. I hope I can squeeze out a few hours tomorrow.
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