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The big boss in the sect did not come out to receive the guests. The formation master who was setting up the formation was still busy inside the formation. The cultivators guarding the formation space were already inside the formation and it was not easy for them to come out.
At this moment, only Qin Ran was riding a white tiger to welcome the so-called Hengduan Mountain Alliance.
The shadow of the huge cloud boat, as tall as a mountain, pressed down on them, and the oppressive feeling of thousands of monks was on them.
They are like ants facing a mountain.
Fortunately, the tiger son under him was a real tiger. Even when facing thousands of murderous monks, he held his head high and chest out, without losing any dignity.
Facing the enemy's overwhelming momentum, his body expanded rapidly, and in a few breaths, he turned into a gigantic white tiger with a shoulder height of more than three meters.
This is a Xuanming spirit tiger with one foot stepping on darkness!
He revealed his true form at this moment, looking so majestic and domineering!
He endured the terrifying oppression from the enemy, raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked down upon thousands of powerful monks.
Wind, from the tiger!
The wind that was suppressed by the enemy blew from him!
The wind is blowing!
He stood in the midst of the strong wind.
His long tail, more terrifying than a steel whip, swung back and forth in the wind. He was full of fighting spirit, ready to kill all the enemies at any time!
"Don't be afraid, Dad. I will protect you!" he said.
I don’t know when, the silly and vague tiger voice became deep and majestic.
Qin Ran didn't hit him. Qin Ran smiled, reached out and touched his neck, and stroked his fur which was smoother than silk.
"Are you scared?" he asked.
Zhuifeng shook his huge tiger head and smiled contemptuously at the enemy. He replied, "My father is here, I'm not afraid!"
"Good boy!" Qin Ran said softly, "Let's protect our home together."
The cloud boat approached and stopped.
Sun Yicheng and several disciples got off the cloud boat, walked out of the team, and stood not far from Qin Ran and his son.
He showed Qin Ran the powerful team of monks behind him and asked Qin Ran with a smile:
"Was it useful? You have exhausted all your energy in Zhisheng Valley, using all your tricks and schemes in an attempt to weaken Zhisheng Valley's strength.
"What's the use? It's still easy for us to destroy Daojian Sect."
"Whether it is useful or not, I believe you know better than me." Qin Ran also smiled and replied,
"As for your strength, I have said from the beginning that you are just bloated and your strength is fake. Now I also want to say that the thousands of monks behind you are nothing but chickens and dogs. As long as I want, I can play with you at any time."
Qin Ran's voice made all kinds of horrible scenes flash through Sun Yichen's mind, including the spiritual field full of death, the sky raining blood and body tissues, and the burning and exploding buildings.
He looked at Qin Ran's smile, but still felt afraid.
He calmed down, still smiling, and said, "Elder Qin is as eloquent as ever. It must be very hard for you to pretend to be calm? In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are nothing."
“Are they all just empty talk?” Qin Ran was puzzled. “Then why did you resort to this method, an all-in-one attack? Is it Zhishen Valley… Is it your Hengduan Mountain Alliance that can’t find someone who can formulate an effective strategy?”
Why all?
Because they didn’t want to give Kieran any more time to plot and scheme.
Why not develop a strategy?
Because they were worried that their strategy would be completely defeated by Qin Ran, and the gains would outweigh the losses.
So it is better to have no strategy than to have one.
Sun Yicheng's smile turned a little cold, and he asked, "Then may I ask if you still have a chance to perform those little tricks of yours?"
"Yes! There's more!" Qin Ran nodded with a smile. He pointed to the God and Ghost Bagua Formation behind him and said to Sun Yicheng, "Look, this is the gift I prepared for you. Are you ready to open it?"
"Formation?" Sun Yicheng sneered, "You have made considerable achievements in alchemy. Could it be that the art of formation can also be so..."
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I swallowed the last word "strong".
"Hahaha……"
Qin Ran couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw Sun Yichen's weak appearance.
The laughter was rampant and reached the sky!
Thousands of monks on the opposite side looked at him coldly as he laughed wildly, but did not take any action.
Because they more or less knew that the horrific tragedy that occurred in Zhisheng Valley a few days ago was caused by the man in front of them.
No one took action, and Qin Ran just laughed there.
Because, they are afraid!
They cleverly gave themselves an excuse: Qin Ran's strength was not worth mentioning, and they were just worried about fraud or traps.
Qin Ran smiled, turned around on Zhuifeng, and slowly walked into the formation behind him.
"Want Daojianmen? Come get it!"
These words came out in his laughter.
Afterwards, his figure riding on the tiger disappeared in the formation, leaving only the wild laughter lingering in the sky.
Thousands of powerful monks watched him disappear until his laughter died down, and no one made a move. They didn't even go forward to test the strength of the formation surrounding the Daojian Sect's mountain protection formation.
The world remained silent.
But in this silence, there was a hint of strangeness, a hint of embarrassment, and a hint of fear.
Someone's smile can shock thousands of troops!
At the main peak of Daojian Sect, in the square, Sect Leader Gu Yueming and a group of Daojian Sect’s top fighters were looking out, watching this scene.
"What did that kid do in Zhisheng Valley?" Liu Boxian asked in surprise.
He knew Kieran’s three-step plan and that it had been successful, but he didn’t know what the ultimate effect of the plan would be.
What kind of experience would make a monk feel such fear?
"I don't know the details." Gu Yueming shook his head and said, "He only reported to me that the Hengduan Mountain Alliance lost at least 500 Jindan warriors, either dead or escaping."
"Five hundred golden pills?!!!" Liu Boxian was shocked when he heard this.
But he looked at the group of monks outside that covered the sky and the sun, and wondered, "Five hundred golden elixirs are missing, and there are still so many left?"
He Daoguan looked outside with a flicker in his eyes. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, either ridicule or praise, but he didn't speak.
"It's the Wuyin Sword Sect..." Qin Ran's voice came, he fell from the sky on a white tiger and explained, "The Wuyin Sword Sect finally stood on the side of Zhishen Valley. Among the cultivators outside, the Wuyin Sword Sect has produced at least fifty golden cores, as for the foundation building and Yuanying stages, I don't know."
Liu Boxian looked at Qin Ran and saw that Qin Ran's face was not smiling, but full of solemnity.
"The strength of those who finally arrived at Daojian Sect still exceeded our expectations." Qin Ran said in a deep voice, "Uncle Liu, Master, be prepared for a street fight."
"Street fighting?" Liu Boxian frowned.
"We have three layers of defense, the God and Ghost Bagua Formation, the Mountain Protection Formation, and the Mountain and River Sword, but this will definitely not stop them." Qin Ran said, "When there is no defense line to rely on, we will have to fight inside the sect.
"Master, on the one hand, we must reduce the sect's losses, and on the other hand, we must preserve our combat power as much as possible in preparation for the final battle."
"I know." Gu Yueming nodded.
Seeing this, Qin Ran glanced at the Yuanying stage cultivators in the sect square, took a deep breath, clasped his fists and bowed to them, saying, "This is all I can do. It's up to you from now on."
Gu Yueming returned the gift solemnly and sighed, "You have done enough."
"For cultivators like me, why should we be afraid of fighting?" Liu Boxian said in a loud voice.
"Hahaha!" Qin Ran laughed and rode Zhuifeng towards Danfeng.
"As cultivators, why should we be afraid of fighting?" he replied.
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