; Qiu Chao saw that Yan Lan only stretched out two fingers, his eyes were round, and two words popped up in his heart: "Crazy"

The twelve sword cultivators also looked up at the sky, and the depths of their pupils also revealed an unbelievable glow. Those who dare to clamp the village's master sword gang with two fingers, they have never seen it.

Yan Lan was always smiling, his two fingers rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they became as big as a hundred zhang, and when the hundred zhang sword fell between his two fingers, his two fingers slammed into a clamp.

"Boom"

A dull sound of impact and friction suddenly sounded, reaching the ears of all the cultivators, which was quite uncomfortable.

An invisible coercion quickly radiated from the sword gang and fell heavily to the ground, but fortunately, the ban in the manor was immediately lit up to resolve this coercion.

Zhuang Baoshan and his three entourages were moved hundreds of zhang away by Yan Lan at this moment, so as not to be affected by them.

The cultivators covered their eyes and turned their backs to avoid the aftermath.

When the aftermath dissipated, the cultivators turned around, and there were two figures standing in the manor.

One is Yanlan.

The other, a one-eyed monk, has his left eye covered with a dark metal hood with strange veins on it.

The cultivators immediately knelt down on one knee and said in unison: "Meet the owner"

After speaking, they felt that something was wrong, because the owner of the village in their mouth was holding a sword flat, and the body of the sword was being held by Yan Lan's fingers.

Qiu Chao said angrily: "Presumptuous, don't hurry up and let go of the sword of the owner"

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Chao saw the murderous eyes of the owner.

Qiu Chao immediately realized that he was talkative, and he asked Yan Lan to take the initiative to let go of the sword, didn't he think that the owner of the village was not capable of pulling the sword out of Yan Lan's two fingers.

The owner of the Sword Village stared at Yan Lan, and most of his previous arrogance had disappeared. There was only a wisp of murderous intent left, a trace of incomprehension.

The corners of Yan Lan's mouth raised slightly, and said: "The nobles are forgetful, I am a deacon of Hongqian Prison, and I came to ask for a sword forging furnace." It's a proper transaction, why do you treat us like this?"

The owner of the Jianzhuang Village looked hideous and said: "Hongqian Prison, and the fuck is a person from Hongqian Prison." The matter between our Jianzhuang and Maoshi Auction House doesn't need to be managed by Hongqian Prison, you fucking Lao Tzu get out of here. Otherwise, Lao Tzu would even kill the people in Hongqian Prison. ”

Yan Lan said calmly: "Yes, it was originally none of our business, but Mao Shi asked us to help and paid a full deposit, what do we do in Hongqian Prison." I think you know that. Within thirty breaths, I will take the sword forging furnace and spirit stones and leave, otherwise, you will be like this sword."

Yan Lan slowly let go of his fingers, and with a crisp sound, the tip of the long sword in the hand of the owner of the Sword Village was immediately broken, and it fell to the ground with a "clang".

The cultivators' bodies shook suddenly. I almost jumped up in fright, and lowered my head one after another, not daring to look directly.

Qiu Chao took three steps back. Pale complexion.

Zhuang Baoshan looked at it from a distance, stiffening, as if he couldn't move.

"You, you broke Lao Tzu's sword. This is the best sword of the six grades in the human realm, you actually cut it, who are you, and who sent you to tell me honestly. Otherwise, you won't be able to get out of the gate of my Sword Village."

The eyes of the owner of the sword village are like swords, and he can't wait to cut Yan Lan with a thousand knives.

Yan Lan looked directly into the eyes of the owner of the Sword Village. sneered: "My name is Ye Lan, a deacon of Hongqian Prison. While you and I are not completely evil. Hand over the swordsmith furnace. ”

The owner of the Sword Village squinted and smiled, his smile was extremely cold, he licked his lips and said: "If you are not completely evil, hand over the sword forging furnace, hahaha are you dreaming You broke my sword, and said that you did not make evil, Lao Tzu killed your companion, see if you will say such a thing." ”

For some monks, a portable sword is like a beautiful wife, and breaking someone else's sword is like killing someone else's partner. What's more, Yan Lan cut off the owner's sword in front of the people of the sword village, and he didn't give the owner face, how could the owner give up.

As soon as the words fell, the owner of the Sword Village raised his hand to pinch the trick, and wanted to blast a killing trick towards Zhuang Baoshan.

Yan Lan's eyes were cold, and the mighty power of the thunder soul burst out, causing the owner of the Sword Village to lose consciousness instantly, and at the same time, the half-pinched seal dissipated.

Yan Lan sacrificed the hand of death, took advantage of the other party's suddenness, grabbed his neck, and said coldly: "I have persuaded him many times, if you don't know how to lift, don't blame me for ingesting your soul and refining it into a puppet." ”

Qiu Chao only felt that his eyes were flowering, and when he saw it clearly, the owner of the village had been pinched by Yan Lan.

"How is this possible, Lord Zhuang has at least the cultivation of the peak of the second derivation, how can it be that in front of this kid, he has no power to fight back, what kind of character is this kid. Ye Lan, Yan Lan, young demon"

Qiu Chao's eyes were dazed at first, and then gradually brightened, staring at Yan Lan deadly, and the word "Yan Lan" in his mouth became more and more urgent.

The owner of the Sword Village came to his senses after a while, and just about to go crazy, he found that he was pinched by Yan Lan, and a chill immediately rose from the soles of his feet.

"What's going on, I just now suddenly felt that the five thunders were thundering, as if I was in a catastrophe, how to blink an eye, I was already subject to this kid, who is he?"

The body of the owner of the Sword Village trembled faintly, and for the first time in his life, he felt so helpless and hopeless in front of a person.

The twelve sword cultivators, along with the sword guards who had led the way earlier, as well as the two ordinary sword cultivators, were completely shocked and overwhelmed.

Especially the sword guard who led the way, remembering the shouting at Yan Lan and the others before, a cold aura appeared in the back of his head for no reason.

Zhuang Baoshan didn't know what to use to describe the horror in his heart, Yan Lan's cultivation had exceeded his imagination, even if he had the cultivation of the Seven Infants Transformation Period.

Qiu Chao muttered for a moment and shouted loudly: "Yan Lan, he must be Yan Lan." Ye Lan must be his pseudonym, he is Yan Lan, Yan Lan, who is ranked twenty-fourth on the Black Tooth List, less than twenty years old, and his cultivation is unfathomable, among the martial arts, there is no other person except Yan Lan."

Qiu Chao trembled, his voice fluctuated, and his eyes showed the strongest madness in his life.

If he offends Yan Lan by revealing Yan Lan's identity, he Qiu Chao will definitely die.

However, an inexplicable courage, a peculiar impulse, forced him to shout out.

The owner of the Sword Village stared at Yan Lan with a look of horror in his eyes, gasped tightly, and asked in a hesitant voice: "Are you really Yan Lan?"

Yan Lan's eyes froze and said, "If Yan Lan comes to ask for the sword forging furnace, will you give it away?"

The owner of the Sword Village nodded like pounding garlic and said, "Yes, definitely." There are no mediocre talents on the Black Fang List, and if I offend the Black Pavilion, I may not be qualified to be on the Black Fang List. You tell me, are you Yanlan?"

Yan Lan said solemnly: "You don't care who I am, you just need to know that I am even more powerful and cruel than Yan Lan, there are still ten breaths left, within ten breaths, I want to see the sword forging furnace, otherwise, I will take your soul" is to be continued