Sword Ao Yunxiao

Those people all looked at Xiao Ran in horror, but Xiao Ran paid no attention to them at all. These people, in Xiao Ran's view, were all insignificant.

Suddenly, Xiao Ran frowned and looked towards the crowd.

In the crowd, everyone looked at Xiao Ran nervously, only one person lowered his head and didn't dare to look up at Xiao Ran, and there were many people around who looked at that person with vague eyes.

Xiao Ran's eyes instantly turned cold, and his mental power instantly swept over.

This is a young man with a long, handsome face. The key is that this young man's cultivation has reached the middle stage of Jianzong, and at this moment, this young man's body is trembling a little, and he doesn't even dare to lift his face, as if afraid of being seen by Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran frowned slightly, and instantly guessed who he was.

There was a hint of sarcasm on his face, and he didn't move at all, but the huge mental power had completely invaded the young man's sea of ​​consciousness.

"what..."

The screams sounded in an instant, and the young man suddenly fell to the ground without anyone touching him, his whole body was pulled out, and even his face was twisted.

The whole person kept rolling on the ground with his head in his hands, and piercing screams kept coming from his throat, but these only lasted for a moment.

When the sound stopped again, the young man just lay quietly on the ground without any movement.

Those people around were already scared and hid aside, and many people were even complaining that those people had provoked such a powerful figure for their family.

When these people want to go to see Xiao Ran again, is there still Xiao Ran in the same place?

At this time, Xiao Ran had already left from the original position, and the target was the position detected by the spiritual power before, where those talents were the existences that Xiao Ran had to eliminate this time.

As long as these people are all killed, there will be basically no one on this continent who can cause too much harm to the Xiao family, and no one can even hurt them under the protection of Qiu Qianchi and Patriarch Nanming. Xiao's gone.

Xiao Ran's calculation was very good.At this moment, the whole person also came to the sky above an inconspicuous attic complex behind the complex.

In this location, there are hundreds of attics scattered around.

However, these attics are beautifully built, and with the strange scenery around them, they are also very eye-catching, but Xiao Ran didn't come here this time to see the scenery.

Under the lock of Xiao Ran's mental power, the whole person instantly came out of a loft with the highest position.

This is an attic that looks similar to a castle, with three floors, and now in the hall on the first floor, those seven people are in it.A large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy gathered around, was continuously absorbed and refined by these people, and then passed to the body of the middle-aged man in the center.

The middle-aged man's body became more and more rosy, and his aura grew even bigger. If Xiao Ran came one day later, I'm afraid he could really try this method to reach the late stage of Sword God.

It's just that it's too late for all of this, under the lock of Xiao Ran's mental power.

These people all opened their eyes in shock and anger, but no one dared to move.

what's going on outside.They can hear clearly inside, but they can't go out at all, not to mention now, even in a few hours.They can't get out at all. If one person leaves again now, this formation will probably have to eat back everyone immediately.

At this moment, the eyes of the middle-aged man in the center opened slowly.

Accompanied by the man opened his eyes.A surging aura immediately spread from his body, and the originally diffused aura surged again.

There was a flash of light in Xiao Ran's eyes, and the middle-aged man at this moment had completely reached the mid-stage Dzogchen of Sword God.Even half of one foot has entered the late stage, but there is no time to consolidate it now. If it can be consolidated, it will be easy to advance to the late stage.

But the more this happened, the less li xuan could give them time.

Just when Xiao Ran was about to make a move, the middle-aged man who just opened his eyes inside seemed to sense the killing intent in Xiao Ran's heart, and suddenly shouted loudly: "My friend, my Murong family has no grudges against you, why did you come to my family to make trouble? ?!"

Xiao Ran didn't say anything, but quietly suspended in mid-air, he wanted to see what this middle-aged man wanted to say.

Sure enough, Xiao Ran didn't speak. The middle-aged man inside seemed to be a little anxious. After waiting for a while without hearing Xiao Ran's words, he spoke again: "This friend, old man Murong Xi, the patriarch of the Murong family, if the friend is willing to stop here, My Murong family does not blame my friend for beheading my family members before, and there are generous gifts, what do friends think?!"

After hearing this sentence, Xiao Ran did not continue to remain silent, but said indifferently: "Since you know that I killed your clansman, it is because you know why I came. If this is the case, do you think I will let you go?" Do you have a chance?!"

There was a trace of sarcasm in Xiao Ran's words, and there was not even the slightest expression fluctuation on his face.

When Xiao Ran's words were conveyed loudly, the expressions of everyone below suddenly changed.

Xiao Ran's voice was thick and forced, and he knew that Xiao Ran didn't show any signs of injury, and even had enough energy in his body, which meant that Murong He and the others went out to stop him, but they couldn't even deal with serious injuries He was beheaded by Xiao Ran.

What is the identity of this speaker?

Murong Xi's complexion also fluctuated, and anger appeared in his eyes.

He said that, which meant that he had already given in, but Xiao Ran still said that, which also showed that Xiao Ran didn't care about his identity as a sword god at all, which meant that Xiao Ran had his own support.

At this moment, he even felt a little remorse, regretting that he shouldn't rely on his own cultivation to get the attention of officials.

His cultivation base has reached this level, naturally he can vaguely know that there must be other levels above the sword god, and the eldest grandson of his clan is even more mysterious. With pure yin energy, it is possible to be promoted to the top of the sword god, so he did this.

It's just that he didn't expect to bring such trouble to Shangguan's family. If he was given another chance, he would never make such an unwise decision.

Just when he was about to say something, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Wait a minute, friend!"

After these words, he was already a little anxious, because he saw that Youtian Sword in Li Ran's hand had been slowly lifted up, a sword blade that was several feet in size and completely condensed from Yuanli.

And when he said these words, the long sword in Xiao Ran's hand had already been cut down without hesitation, and the target was exactly on this ancient attic.

rumbling...

The powerful sword light cut down in an instant, and the attic was cut in half by Xiao Ran almost instantly, and at the last moment, the old man in the middle stage of the sword god suddenly raised a shield to completely cover the seven people .

Xiao Ran's lightsaber cut all the way to the shield, almost crushing the temporarily condensed shield, and then it slowly dissipated in mid-air.

But even so, these seven people trembled all over, as if they were struck by lightning, they trembled all over, and mouthfuls of blood kept gushing out from their mouths.

And their own bodies also flew upside down, hitting the ruins behind them before slowly stopping.

At this moment, Murong Xi who was in the middle suddenly spurted out a big mouthful of blood.

The blood fell not far in front of him, which looked shocking, and even because the protective shield was issued by him temporarily, the whole body was shocked and began to bleed out.

Murong Xi was furious instantly.

Ever since he reached the level of Sword God, has he ever suffered any harm?

But now?He was actually seriously injured by a middle-stage Juggernaut, and even now his body is still surging with energy. If it is not suppressed, a lot of the meridians in his body will be scrapped. At that time, it will not only be the reason for the severe injury up.

Xiao Ran was very satisfied with the power of this sword. Seeing the seven people scattered around like dead dogs, a smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Ran's mouth.

But even so, Xiao Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Xiao Ran came a little earlier or a little later, it would not be beneficial for Xiao Ran to come in. With so many sword masters and sword gods, even if it was a wheel battle, Xiao Ran would have to be dragged to death.

But now with a sword strike by Xiao Ran, these future troubles were resolved.

His eyes slowly focused on the middle-aged man in the middle.

Of the seven people, except for the middle-aged man in the middle who was still in place, all the others were thrown away. Even the old man in the early stage of the Sword God fell in the ruins after being thrown away for a long distance.

Moreover, these people were all seriously injured, now li xuan was not afraid of them at all.

"You are fine. You are the first person to hurt me in these 80 years!" Murong Xi said lightly. Although there was no anger in his tone, anyone who heard these words felt a little chills.

But Xiao Ran didn't seem to have heard it, instead he said with a light smile: "You are flattering me, I came here just to kill you, since you have the idea of ​​killing others, you will be killed For this, you can’t blame me, if you want to blame, you can only blame yourselves for being too ruthless, and you won’t even spare other people’s clansmen!”

After Xiao Ran's words came out word by word, the crowd below had already become a complete sensation.

In the past, the attic that existed in their hearts like a holy place was split open by the young man's sword, and all the elders in their clan fell to the ground, which made these people feel even colder. Sweat dripped from his forehead.

What kind of terrifying existence did my family provoke? (To be continued..)