Put down the phone.
Ye Lan let out a long breath.
The Zhenlinglong group's attack was unexpected.
Although the Nangong family was punished, their true strength was not damaged.
To be able to be slaughtered in such a short period of time shows that the power of the Zhenling Dragon Group in the capital is extraordinary.
What's more important is that they have found their whereabouts, and they must be cautious in every move they make next.
Taking a sip of wine, he turned to look out of the glass.
It's already nine o'clock in the evening.
The people in the alley outside the window began to become sparse.
A sycamore leaf slowly fell, spinning in mid-air, spinning and falling, but suddenly stopped about ten centimeters from the ground.
The surrounding scenery seemed to be frozen, everything stopped.
Only the low voice of singing still came from the radio.
Ye Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up the wine glass and turned to look outside the screen.
I just walked in with a lot of thoughts and didn't pay much attention at all.
Most of the people who come to Qingba are young people.
But it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and there were three figures over fifty sitting there.
The three people formed a "pin" shape and vaguely surrounded him.
Before coming in, Ye Lan had sensed it, but didn't sense any aura.
Only a great master can return to his true nature without leaking his true energy at all.
Ye Lan picked up the wine glass, drank it down in one gulp, and smiled calmly.
"Who are you?"
The three of them did not speak, but slowly stood up.
Seeing their actions, Ye Lan understood immediately.
These three are not killers.
Professional killers rarely use this method of frontal encirclement.
For example, Long 2, although he was a great master, could assassinate Gu Yue Fuyao, an ordinary person, also by lying dormant in secret, and then struck a fatal blow.
The three people in front of them did not have any habitual movements of killers in their movements.
"You are members of the three major families in the capital."
Ye Lan reacted and said in a deep voice.
There are many aristocratic cultivating families in the capital, but among them the Cai family, the Tang family, the Nangong family and the Peng family are the most powerful, and they are also closely related to the Zhenlinglong group.
Now that the Nangong family has been destroyed, the three people in front of them must be members of the other three major families.
Not only that, Ye Lan also felt the faint smell of blood from them.
“You slaughtered the Nangong family!”
His eyes narrowed and he blurted out.
Upon hearing this, the three of them stopped in unison.
The middle-aged man with a slicked-back hair in the middle shrank his pupils and immediately denied it: "Ye Lan, you are the one who massacred the Nangong family. You can catch him without hesitation. Otherwise, don't blame us for taking action."
The short-haired middle-aged man on the left said dissatisfiedly: "The space is closed, what are you afraid of? Is it possible that you let this kid leave today?"
"That's right, this kid has disturbed our peace. If we don't kill him today, we will be the ones who suffer in the future." The white-haired old man on the right also agreed.
From this point of view, the Zhenlinglong Group did not enter the capital with much fanfare.
After all, this is the headquarters of the Spirit Alliance, and its strength is extraordinary.
It is very likely that only one or two powerful killers were sent in, and the main ones were the three major families.
Only they could kill the Nangong family in a short time without taking precautions.
After massacring the Nangong family, the three people immediately rushed here to surround and kill them.
This is a serial scheme.
Normally he would be fine, but Ye Lan has not fully recovered yet, and he has only barely recovered from the internal injuries suffered in the battle with Long 2.
Facing the three great masters, while he was talking and dragging, he quickly mobilized the true energy in his body and repaired the injuries like sharpening a gun in front of the battle.
"Now that I've talked about it, I wonder if you can answer my doubts!"
"Isn't it good to follow the Spirit Alliance? Why are you collaborating with the Spirit-Suppressing Dragon Group?"
The middle-aged man with a heavy back smiled disdainfully, "Ye Lan, you want to delay time! Although we are old, we still know that saying on the Internet."
After a pause, he raised the corners of his mouth and continued: "The villain dies because he talks too much."
As he spoke, his zhenqi circulated, and a bottle of red wine next to him burst into flames, quickly gathered at his fingertips, and turned into the shape of a long sword.
Ye Lan smiled calmly, "What? Are you still afraid that I will run away?"
The short-haired middle-aged man snorted coldly.
"I'm dreaming! Tomorrow and today is your death anniversary."
"Aren't you afraid of revenge from our Ye family?"
Ye Lan was bluffing, with a gloomy face, and said word by word: "If I can get out alive, I will kill all three of your families."
The cold words made the three of them hesitate.
According to the investigation by the Zhenlinglong Team, Ye Lan should not be the only one who survived in the Ye family.
But after many investigations over the past few days, no trace of anyone else was found except him.
This is their only concern.
The three of them looked at each other, and the white-haired old man smiled lightly, "You died at the hands of the Soul-Suppressing Dragon Group, what does it have to do with the three of us?"
"That's right! You were killed by the Zhenlinglong Group. What does it have to do with us?"
The short-haired middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly: "Besides, if you massacre the Nangong family, the Spirit Alliance has issued an arrest warrant. Even if we kill you, we are only executing the orders of the Spirit Alliance."
"Okay, don't talk to him too much, otherwise things will change."
Da Beitou carefully looked around, and slowly waved the long sword made of red wine on his fingertips.
The originally heavy long sword suddenly spread out and turned into small swords, spinning around the fingertips.
Ye Lan understood that there might be no chance of delaying this time.
The three of them are all cunning and cunning people, so naturally they will not be fooled.
This can be regarded as the biggest crisis in going up and down the mountain.
The internal injuries have not healed, and a powerful enemy is attacking, and death is almost certain.
But now, no one can come to save him.
"Forbidden Bloodline, play your role!"
We have reached a desperate situation, Ye Lan said silently in his heart.
In two consecutive battles with the Grand Master, the forbidden bloodline took control of his body, and he had no memory of it.
However, it was not him who took the initiative in those two times, but the forbidden bloodline was stimulated under the crisis of life and death.
But this time is different.
Ye Lan began to consciously activate the power of blood in his body.
The forbidden bloodline cannot be revealed, but it can activate his pure Yang body.
Almost instantly, the originally clear eyes were instantly covered with red threads.
The bloodshot eyes spread like lightning, then filled the entire eyeball.
The desire to kill can't help but expand, and the rationality is lost bit by bit. Although the realm has not improved, the momentum is constantly rising.
"No, he's activating the forbidden bloodline."
The expression of the middle-aged man with a big back changed, and he shouted and waved his arms.
The ice sword turned into red wine turned into countless streams of light in mid-air, piercing his chest like shooting stars.
"Bang bang bang!"
Ye Lan did not dodge or evade, and his true energy came out vigorously, forming a faint protective shield in front of him.
Even so, several ice swords still pierced the protective shield and directly pierced his skin.
However, it was quickly blocked by muscle contraction.
The remaining two people also wanted to take action, but the next scene made them stop abruptly.
