Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

Chapter 169 Shanhe Fan to the Lord

Just when Xiao Yan turned his head and looked to the other side, the majestic aura emanating from the depths of Yunlan Mountain became stronger and stronger, until it reached the apex when it could not increase.

A clear whistle suddenly shook the sky, and under the close gaze of countless eyes, a white shadow suddenly emerged from the depths of Yunlan Mountain, stepping on the void, slowly coming towards Yunlan Peak Square.

Bai Ying didn’t have wings of fighting spirit behind him. He just walked slowly through the air. With every step down the void, there were ripples. When the ripples dissipated, Bai Ying had reached a hundred meters away, which was extremely mysterious.

After a few steps, the figure stood on the top of the tall stone monument in the center of the square, looking at everyone in the field with his hands down, and a sense of dominance was deeply enveloped.

Yunshan was dressed in an extremely simple white robe. The breeze came, and the robe was fluttering, quite dusty and elegant. There was no wrinkle on his face, like a piece of warm jade that exuded a little light. It looked quite easy-going, but all over his body. The aura exuded was the opposite, quite tyrannical and fierce.

Yun Shan turned his gaze to Yun Yun below, and asked faintly: “Yun’er, what’s going on in the clan?”

In fact, it hasn’t been long before Yunshan broke through the realm of Douzong, and he is retreating to stabilize his realm. He once told Yun Yun that if there is nothing very important, he must not be disturbed.

With sadness in the corner of Yun Yun’s eyes, she said angrily: “Master, Yan Ran was killed.”

Yunshan’s expression was startled, his face was full of anger, and the power of Dou Zong that enveloped the large square quickly became restless. Nalan Yanran was the next Sect Master of Yun Lanzong who was determined by his nodding. How could something happen to him? killed.

Then, Yun Yun stretched out her bare hand and pointed at Xiao Yan angrily, as if she wished to peel Xiao Yan’s skin and bones.

“Master, Yan Ran died in his hands, and she had tortured and humiliated before she died. That is my next Sect Master of Yun Lan Sect, and I will ask Master to be the master!”

Then, Yun Yun also quickly and briefly explained the ins and outs of this matter, allowing Yunshan to get a general idea of ​​the situation at this time.

Yunshan’s sleeves shook, his face was gloomy, and his words were quite threatening, and said: “Jing Xingtian, you guys retreat now, I Yunshan can assume that nothing has happened.”

When Haibodong was anxiously wondering why Xiao Yan hadn’t waved his fan just now, Xiao Yan had a calm expression on his face, and said to Haibodong in a low voice, “The mountain and river fan trembled a few times, and Master should be coming here. ”

Hearing these words, Hai Bodong’s spirits lifted, the anxiety in his heart dissipated instantly, and his expression was also relaxed, as if he had gained confidence.

Although Xiao Yan’s voice was low, Mu Chen, who had the lowest cultivation level among the three of the Xingtian trio, also had the power of Douwang. How could he not hear the whisper just a few meters behind him, and he immediately had a plan in his heart.

Jia Xing Tian took a step forward immediately, snorted coldly, and said awe-inspiringly: “Yunshan, this is your Yunlan Sect’s failure. I have already said in advance that this is a life and death battle. How can you seek revenge afterwards! This matter can be like a thousand-year-old master. What?”

“What’s more, what is humiliation in the fight between the two lives? Could this Xiao Yan kid only be defeated, only die, and not being able to hurt Nalan Yanran in the slightest is not a humiliation, is it not guilty? You Yun Lan Sect is really true. How domineering!”

Jia Xingtian choked white for a while, making Yunshan extremely ugly with anger, and sternly said: “Jing Xingtian, you have to be arrogant, since today you insist on not understanding, how about the Jiama royal family’s surname!”

Yunshan’s words turned Jiaxingtian’s face into a green color. This is the eternal soreness of the Jiama royal family. It is not the royal family that can truly cover the sky with one hand in a country. Even if Yun Lanzong thinks, the imperial power will only fall in an instant. Suddenly, the imperial throne was like Yunlanzong’s charity, and it was extremely frustrated.

However, Jia Xingtian believes that as long as it survives today, the Jiama Empire can say that there will be no more Yun Lanzong.

Yunshan glanced at everyone coldly, and said in a low voice: “Let’s go together, let you see what Yun Lanzong has depended on for thousands of years in the northwest of the mainland!”

Yunshan stopped talking, and his body slowly rose into the air without warning. The surging fighting energy actually made the surrounding void slightly tremble.

Looking at the mighty Yunshan with solemn expressions, Hai Bodong and Jia Xingtian looked at each other. They were also silent, and their respective anger rose.

Haibodong’s palms stroked, and the white icy cold vindictiveness rushed out, turning into a dozen meters wide and wide, crescent-shaped ice blade, and it shot towards Yunshan with bursts of whine.

The punishment day is the pinnacle of the emperor, and the whole body is more vigorous and ferocious than Hai Bodong. With his low drink, a golden axe with the size of several meters appeared, and he held it in his hand to the clouds in the air. The mountain slashed fiercely.

The ice blade and the golden axe, carrying a terrifyingly powerful pressure, went straight to the Yunshan Mountain, leaving two long marks in the void wherever they passed along the way.

Looking at these two attacks, Yunshan’s face showed a little disdain, and he slammed a palm.

Suddenly, a violent wind blew up in the sky, forming a huge cyan palm print spanning dozens of feet, which not only smashed the two attacks fiercely, but also pressed the two of Haibodong without stopping.

The expressions of the two changed, and a little horror flashed in their eyes. They did not expect Dou Zong’s strength to exceed them so much. They quickly used their anger to form an ice wall and iron wall, but they were still crushed by cyan palm prints. Smashed the two fiercely into a big pit.

“Ten thousand winds bound!”

In the air, Yunshan didn’t even look at the two of Haibodong, as if he had absolute confidence in the blow he had just hit. He took a step and shook his hand at Fazhen and Mu Chen.

Suddenly the violent winds between the sky and the earth converge to form a real wind rope, which emerges overwhelmingly. The light blue wind ropes entangle with each other, like long snakes, shuttled in the void, towards Muchen and two. Many people flocked.

The two of Mu Chen were submerged by the wind rope in an instant, and they were firmly tied up. Even if the anger burst out in the body, it was difficult to break free.

After solving the protection of the four people in front of Xiao Yan, Yunshan cast Sen Leng’s eyes on Xiao Yan, stepped forward, and appeared again, and he was already in front of Xiao Yan.

A turbulent turbulent turbulence appeared between Yunshan’s palms, and he stalked Xiao Yan fiercely. There was horror in Xiao Yan’s eyes. He was about to wave a fan in a panic, but he felt light in his hands, and a black robe suddenly appeared in front of him. Figure.

A flower in front of him, a young man in a black robe holding a light gold fan, suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Yan, with a slight smile on his mouth, looking at him indifferently.

In Yunshan’s eyes, this smile was so terrifying, he couldn’t help but looked terrified, and he wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.

Seeing Yunshan trying to retreat, the black robe youth’s smile suddenly thickened a little, and he faintly waved the light golden mountain river fan in his hand…