Master Shennong

Chapter 535 The Great War
Qin Lan's fighting spirit was high, and with the high fighting spirit, there was a faint feeling that the blood in his body was about to boil.

His gaze swept to the four ancestors of the Yanshan School, and with a thought, he grasped the Excalibur Dageng in his hand.

The moment he held the sword, the true essence in the dantian surged up.

Qin Lanshen swung four swords one after another, and swiped towards the bodies of the four ancestors of the Yanshan School with a violent sword intent.

Facing the four ancestors of the Yanshan School, Qin Lan did not dare to do the same as when facing Zhuge Yun.

Not to mention that the cultivation realm of the four ancestors of the Yanshan School made him completely unable to see through it, but the strong oppressive force brought to him by the combination of the four of them made him have to be cautious enough.

So after drawing the sword, Qin Lan immediately shot out in another direction, breaking away from the four people's encirclement.

With few enemies and many enemies, the most fearful thing is to fall into the siege. Naturally, Qin Lan didn't want him to fall into the siege brought by the four ancestors of the Yanshan School because of his carelessness.

Facts have proved that Qin Lan's approach is correct. The strength of the four ancestors of the Yanshan faction surpassed Zhuge Yun's. It is definitely not as simple as one or two blocks. Qin Lan's four swords wrapped in sword intent can easily repel Zhuge Yun, but even blocked him. The four ancestors of the Yanshan School couldn't do it all at once.

Facing the four swords wielded by Qin Lan, the four ancestors of the Yanshan School used direct and decisive methods, completely ramming them.

Except for a momentary pause, the speed at which they rushed towards Qin Lan became like a rainbow again.

If Qin Lan was still standing in the previous position, he would definitely fall under the siege of the four people in an instant, and be forcibly crushed by the four people.

But Qin Lan had the foresight to leave in a flash, but there was a vague tendency to overwhelm the four ancestors of the Yanshan School.

Qin Lan raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the four ancestors of the Yanshan School who had gathered together.

The edge of the Excalibur Dageng in his hand suddenly turned around and thrust towards the left side of his body, sheathing it.

At that moment, the void was extremely silent, giving people the illusion of stagnation in the void.

At that moment, the four ancestors of the Yanshan School only felt an extremely strong binding force on their bodies, and the void couldn't help sinking with Qin Lan's movements.

They seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and all the movements their bodies could make were stagnant.

"Boy, what did you do to us?" One of the ancestors of the Yanshan School forcibly broke free from the shackles of the void, glaring at Qin Lan and shouting.

The other three ancestors broke free from the shackles of the void one after another, glaring at Qin Lan in the same way.

Facing the four somewhat angry ancestors of the Yanshan School, Qin Lan grinned, revealing a mouthful of cold white teeth, which made the four ancestors of the Yanshan School feel cold at the same time.

As soon as a flash of sword light appeared, Qin Lan's sword-drawn appearance suddenly changed, and the long sword was drawn out of its sheath, pointing at the sky.

With the change of the state of the Excalibur Dageng, the powerful sharpness of the sharpness vented out like a nine-day waterfall, frantically flocking towards the four ancestors of the Yanshan School.

Qin Lan stood in the air with her sword in hand, and then said with a joking smile, "I didn't do anything, I just prepared a small gift for you! Come and don't be indecent!"

Qin Lan's gaze locked the four ancestors of the Yanshan School, and concluded that the four ancestors of the Yanshan School would forcibly block the huge power of the Sword Drawing Art.

As the ancestors of the Yanshan School, besides the ancestor Xiyan watching, there are also hundreds of disciples of the Yanshan School looking up on the ground, so they can only advance, not retreat, and they cannot even dodge out.

Otherwise, where to put their old faces.

This is the so-called suffering at the expense of saving face.

With their strength, if they dodged before the mighty power of the Sword Drawing Technique descended, they would never suffer any damage with their strength. After all, Qin Lan just gave them a small gift.

The longer the sword drawing technique is stored, the more powerful it will be. The sword that Qin Lan slashed did not take too long to accumulate momentum.

But they didn't dodge and dodge, instead they confronted Qin Lan's sword drawing head-on.

In this way, the fun will be great.

According to the difference in strength, the four patriarchs of the Yanshan faction suffered different degrees of injuries all at once.

The weakest ancestor of the Yanshan School was knocked flying by Qin Lan's sword, and retreated more than a hundred feet in the void before he could barely stand still.

Even the most powerful ancestor of the Yanshan sect was not in a good condition, retreated more than ten feet in the void, and spurted a mouthful of blood when he looked up to the sky.

One can imagine the impact of such a scene on the disciples and elders of the Yanshan Sect.

In an instant, a restless sound echoed in the valley that appeared after the disappearance of the entire Damo Mountain.

Gasping voices, jaw-dropping voices, voices discussing the results of the battle, one after another, the voices are endless.

They couldn't keep calm at all. If this situation continues, the momentum doesn't seem right. Could it be that Qin Lan can really crush the entire Yanshan faction by himself.

Even Zhuge Yun, the head of the Yanshan faction, was a little lacking in confidence at this time. Looking at the short-term victory and defeat that could be drawn immediately, he didn't know what to say. Qin Lan's strength seemed to be much stronger than he imagined.

His eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he thought of, so he couldn't help but carefully put his eyes on Patriarch Xiyan.

When he saw the unwavering expression on Patriarch Xiyan's face, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but the spirit he forcibly cheered up was not necessarily very uplifting.

"Yun Yun, you are also hundreds of years old. You have been the head of the Yanshan School for so long, why are you still a little restless? The outcome has not yet been decided, why do you look a little restless?" Washed Old Ancestor Yan glanced at Zhuge Yun, as if he had seen through Zhuge Yun's thoughts.

Zhuge Yun bowed his head and said nothing, but he was full of slander in his heart.

Immortal, how can I be called impatient, this is obviously an emotion that a normal person should have, didn't you see that the four ancestors have already suffered from Qin Lan's hands, only you, the old Only those who are immortal can hold their breath.How can you pretend to be calm in the face of danger? Later, the four patriarchs will be completely defeated by Qin Lan. I want to see how stable you are.

"Let's see, Qin Lan's strength is strong, but the four juniors are not all made of mud, and the real battle will officially begin now." Patriarch Xiyan ignored Zhuge Yun's silence and added.

As if to verify the words of Patriarch Xiyan, the four Patriarchs of Yanshan Sect gathered together in shock.

The spirits of the four were lifted up, their momentum was like a rainbow, and they didn't seem to be at all slumped.

It seems that it was not them but someone else who suffered a dark loss under Qin Lan's drawing the sword.

The smile on Qin Lan's face was restrained, his expression became serious, and he became a little more serious.

Things seemed to be more troublesome than he had imagined. He should have thought of it a long time ago, how could the five people of Cleansing Yan Patriarch be simple characters that can be passed down as a grand sect that has been passed down for thousands of years.

They must have been extremely talented in the Yanshan School back then.

Such a person, the more time passes by, the more difficult it is to speculate.

It is indeed not a lie to say that people become mature when they are old.

One of the four ancestors of the Yanshan School stretched out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. With his white beard and hair, he made this action, which looked particularly ferocious.

His face was gloomy, his body was full of coldness, and he was murderous, "Boy, your gift is really good. Do you know how long it has been since we felt hurt? You have successfully angered us. Next You just wait to feel the terror strike!"

The four ancestors of the Yanshan School looked at each other, their figures flickering in the void one after another.

Qin Lan's nerves were tense, feeling the changes in the airflow in the void, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was about to hear the sound of the air trembling.

boom!
One of the four ancestors of the Yanshan School suddenly appeared and stood behind Qin Lan, but Qin Lan didn't notice it at all.

That sound was the sound made by the man swinging the weapon in his hand to attack Qin Lan.

Qin Lan's body was thrown out in an instant, swaying in the void like an autumn leaf.

boom!
The second voice sounded again after Qin Lan was thrown into the air.

After Qin Lan's thrown body was attacked by another ancestor of the Yanshan School, he changed his flight trajectory.

boom!
Immediately after that was the third voice, and the time intervals before and after the three voices were almost exactly the same.

The No.3 patriarch appeared in the direction where Qin Lan was thrown, and attacked Qin Lan with a weapon.

boom!
The voice that followed was the No. 4 Yanshan Patriarch's attack on Qin Lan. His attack was as fierce as the previous three.

The figures of the four ancestors of the Yanshan School were erratic, and their trajectories were difficult to fathom.

After attacking Qin Lan four times, the four of them reunited strangely and inexplicably.

They stood in a row, looking at Qin Lan who was flying across the sky in the direction of the last person's attack, with the corners of their mouths raised in a particularly serious manner.

Between their brows and eyes, there is an unconcealable pride.

Those who have been in contact with Qin Lan's Sword Drawing Art have to admit that Qin Lan's strength is powerful, but their real strength is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface, especially when the four of them gather together, if they think that their strength is One plus one plus one plus one, then wait for death to come!

The ease with which they got their revenge made them particularly proud. Even if they hadn't killed Qin Lan, Qin Lan, who had endured their four attacks, would definitely be able to drink a pot, at least it was the result of a serious injury and dying.

They don't think there will be accidents, not because they underestimate Qin Lan, but because they believe in themselves.

But they never imagined that after entering the palace, Qin Lan's physique would be elevated to a level comparable to that of a strong person in the Jiemie Realm.

With the physique that can only be possessed by the strong in the robbery realm, if they resist the attacks of the four of them, will the result really be the same as they imagined?

Nature is different.

Qin Lan, who was staring at the eyes of the four people, had stabilized his body in the void at some point. Although his energy was much weaker, and there was still bright red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were still quite bright.

He was not on the verge of death as the four ancestors of the Yanshan School had imagined.

The current Qin Lan definitely has the ability to fight them for [-] rounds.

However, Qin Lan did not immediately attack the four ancestors of the Yanshan School with complacent expressions on their faces, but smiled evilly and said: "It's interesting, as expected of the ancestors of the Yanshan School who have survived for thousands of years. Sure enough, there are some surprising methods, but you have failed, and I did not feel your so-called fear in your attacks."

(End of this chapter)