The few people at the front of the team, including Wang Ming, were first violently attacked by Qin Lan. They felt that the spiritual power was like an evil ghost, with huge power and at the same time it invaded their bodies.

It was a cold spiritual power that wrapped around their meridians like silk threads, eating away at their bodies slowly and quickly, making their bodies that had suffered a huge impact feel as if they were frozen as soon as they hit the ground, and they could no longer move an inch!

Everyone's expressions became horrified, seeing Qin Lan was like seeing a demon from hell.

"Li Ming, what are you waiting for!?"

Wang Ming's face changed drastically and he screamed. Behind Qin Lan, he saw a dark shadow twisting, and then a snow-white short blade as thin as a cicada's wings bit hard at the back of Qin Lan's neck like a poisonous snake!

Qin Lan snorted coldly, without even looking, she clamped the short blade hard with two fingers of her backhand!

As Qin Lan's arm suddenly exerted force, the person who was attacking from behind was pulled out and thrown to the ground.

Qin Lan saw that this person looked like another person he met at the restaurant at noon!

Qin Lan stepped on the man with one foot, looked down with a stern look in his eyes and said:

"With this little skill, how dare you imitate others in assassination?"

The man named Li Ming struggled, his face full of unwillingness and shame

"Qin Lan, if you can, let me go and let the two of us fight openly?"

When Qin Lan heard this, he was immediately amused by Li Ming.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous that you, a person who attacks from behind, now ask me to confront you head-on?"

Although Qin Lan said this, she still let go of Li Ming.

Li Ming suddenly felt relieved and stood up, with a little confusion in his eyes. Obviously, he also knew how unreliable what he said was.

What's even more unreliable is that Qin Lan actually listened to him!

There were crowds of people around, but Qin Lan regarded them as empty air and stood calmly in the center of the crowd, letting Li Ming turn around and leave her.

Suddenly, Wang Ming saw a black light behind Li Ming shooting towards his back. His face changed and he said quickly:

"Li Ming, watch your back!"

Li Ming suddenly realized something. Just as he was about to turn around, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then the cold air flowed straight into his throat.

Li Ming covered the wound on his chest that was as big as a fist with all his strength. Blood still spurted out from between his fingers. He turned around with difficulty and said:

"Qin Lan, you... don't respect martial ethics..."

Qin Lan sneered, "I just killed you the same way you wanted to kill me. When did I say I would let you leave here alive?"

Wang Ming looked at Li Ming's fallen body and felt cold all over his body.

You know, Li Ming is a master who has assassinated the 23rd person on the Tianji list, and the short blade in his hand is invincible. From the day he met Li Ming, he has never seen him miss.

!

But today, this expert who was proficient in assassination was killed by Qin Lan with a blow from behind. How could he not be shocked or afraid!?

Wang Ming sat slumped on the ground, a look of sadness appeared on his face, but in Qin Lan's eyes, it was unavoidable that he looked like a rabbit dead and a fox sad.

"Come on! Come on everyone!"

Wang Ming seemed to have gone crazy, with disheveled hair, pointing at Qin Lan and shouting behind him.

Behind him, the remaining ninety or so people were still full of greed, selectively ignoring the terrifying combat power of Qin Lan who had just knocked down the few people rushing in front with a wave of his hand.

I saw that they became orderly one by one, divided into five piles, and stood as if they were forming mysterious battle formations.

These five battle formations are filled with the auras of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five great avenues. As they slowly rotate, the spiritual powers of the five attributes in the air are rushing toward the several battle formations like a swallow.

The array is coming.

Qin Lan stood alone in the center of the battle formation, as if he was on the five sacred mountains. Sometimes his violent spiritual power transformed into a golden spiritual sword, killing him, and sometimes he alternated with ice and flames, blasting towards him.

A look of surprise appeared on Qin Lan's face

Small Five Elements Sacred Mountain Formation?

This formation is also famous in the world. It is one of the less difficult and more effective multi-person battle formations. To form this formation, you only need to find "five" people with the same spiritual attributes and whose cultivation levels are no more than one level apart.

"A minimum number of people can use it.

As more people use the battle formation, the power of the battle formation becomes greater.

For example, at the moment, among the remaining ninety people, every eighteen people form a formation. Although the cultivation of these people is ordinary, the small Five Elements Sacred Mountain Formation formed is enough to threaten the mid-level seventh-level powerhouses.

If Qin Lan hadn't taken action first and defeated ten of them, then each small unit in this battle formation would have had twenty people, which would be a considerable force.

This is enough to show that Wang Ming was not completely blinded by the reward. He still attached great importance to Qin Lan. It can be said that he was very well prepared.

Unfortunately, Wang Ming still miscalculated two things.

One thing is that Qin Lan’s combat prowess is far beyond what can be measured in the Tianji Ranking

The second thing is that there is no careful screening when selecting people.

Five battle formations like sacred mountains were pressing towards Qin Lan step by step. Qin Lan narrowed his eyes slightly. If he didn't have some real skills in the current situation, even he would probably have to spend a lot of time.

It's not necessary

Just when Qin Lan was about to summon the Demon-Conquering King Kong, the "earth" sacred mountain formation that exuded a vast and majestic aura like the earth suddenly heard a commotion from inside, and then the phantom of the sacred mountain above the battle formation appeared in the horrified eyes of everyone.

It started to become illusory, as if it was about to break.

"What are you doing!?"

Wang Ming felt that he was going to be driven crazy by these fools at this moment. He felt that his body was getting colder and colder. He was afraid that before Qin Lan could pass by for a while, he would be affected by that cold and weird spiritual power.

Tortured to death!

"Who are you! Why do you do this!"

"There is a spy!"

In the battle formation, there were constant exclamations and screams. Qin Lan was no longer in a hurry to take action at this time and looked there with suspicion.

I saw the battle formation swaying stubbornly for a while, and finally shattered into pieces, turning into a rain of light and scattering all over the sky, illuminating the world in an instant.

Several people in the formation flew out one after another, their necks were twisted at a strange angle. Until they died, the expressions on their faces were still full of horror, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

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Qin Lan looked intently into the battle formation and said softly "Eh".

I saw a shadow of a towering purple python, spitting out its core, staring at me coldly, and it flashed past.

Then, a handsome man in purple robe walked out from the battle formation. He had a fair face and a pair of peach blossom pupils that seemed to be able to talk. A tear mole in the corner of his eye added a bit of charm to him.

It can be said that this is a man who makes even women feel ashamed.

Qin Lan withdrew his gaze and blasted out several torrents of spiritual power, hitting the remaining four battle formations.

At this time, without a sacred mountain, this battle array can no longer be called a "small five-element sacred mountain", and its power is naturally greatly reduced in an instant, so much so that Qin Lan can destroy it with just a flip of his hand!

"You...why are you...?"

Wang Ming was shocked and angry, pointing at the handsome man. He clearly remembered that this man had just arrived in the small town three days ago. After learning about this event, he secretly found him and begged him over and over again to let him join the event.

Because this man was so handsome, Wang Ming could not help but suspect that he was just a vase of no use. He did not agree at first, but this man smiled and defeated a sixth-grade strong man with a raised hand.

That's why Wang Ming had to pay attention to it.

Unexpectedly, all this was planned by the man!

Ignoring Wang Ming's question, the handsome man walked towards Qin Lan, suddenly knelt down on one knee and said excitedly:

"The original ninth generation master of Fengyun Pavilion, Qin Mingyue, belongs to Dahuangluo, one of the twelve earthly branches. See you, young master!"

Qin Lan raised her eyebrows slightly and asked with a calm expression:

"Is there anything that can prove your identity?"

The handsome man took out a bronze token from his arms and presented it to Qin Lan with both hands.

"My real name is Meng Zilang. I have been dormant in the world since the destruction of Fengyun Pavilion. I didn't know that the young master was still alive until I saw the reward notice from the Five Temples two days ago. I happened to meet this group of people who were planning to kill the young master.

Unfavorable things, I thought that if I followed them, I would find the young master one day, so I blended in."

Feeling the reaction of his Fengyun Ling, Qin Lan had a subtle look in his eyes, nodded and said:

"That's a good idea, get up."

Qin Lan walked towards Wang Ming with his hands behind his back, and inexplicably left Meng Zilang there alone. Meng Zilang's eyes flashed with suspicion, and he did not understand Qin Lan's intention for a moment.

Meng Zilang still knew very little about Qin Lan's caution. He thought that as long as he reported his identity as a former member of Fengyun Pavilion, he could instantly close the distance between himself and Qin Lan, thus winning Qin Lan's trust.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Qin Lan instantly became wary of him.

In Qin Lan's mind, if it were not for his tyrannical cultivation and unparalleled combat power, I am afraid that any master, even a seventh-grade master, would be killed in that formation. Meng Zilang also saw this clearly. Soon

Not too late, when I was in jail, I helped myself out, thinking that this would gain his trust to the greatest extent.

It is precisely because Meng Zilang speculated on Qin Lan based on common sense that the timing of his appearance was too coincidental and too deliberate! It can be said that it is too much and not enough!

"It seems you have no backup plan."

Qin Lan lowered her head and looked down at Wang Ming, her eyes seeming to remind Wang Ming that if he wanted to, he could kill Wang Ming at any time.

At this time, Wang Ming finally recognized the fact, his face was full of horror, and he begged stammeringly:

"Qin Lan, I was blinded by the bounty for a moment and then gathered my strength to deal with you. You don't remember the mistakes of villains. Please let me live..."

"It's so pitiful...the ants still live in vain..."

Qin Lan raised her chin and sighed, but her expression was extremely cold, and she lightly snapped her fingers.

Seeing Wang Ming lying on the ground, his vitality seemed to have been eaten away by something, and it quickly drained away. In a moment, only a shriveled torso was left.

Qin Lan turned her head and said coldly to Meng Zilang:

"Since you want to be loyal to me, do the first thing I tell you now!"

"Kill all the people left here without leaving any trace!"
Chapter completed!