He couldn't let his relatives fall into danger. Lan Zheng frowned slightly at this time. In the night, the moonlight lengthened their shadows, and the group entered the courtyard stealthily.

At the same time, Lan Zhenxiao and the other three family heads heard some secret sounds, and they immediately became alert.

"Someone is coming, it must be someone from the Divine Art Palace. Now only people from the Divine Art Palace and the Blood Alliance are so shameless as to want to kill our disciples at night."

Shi Chenxi stared and said.

Lan Zhenxiao thought so too, "Everyone be careful."

Leng Wuqing immediately stood up and said in a deep voice, "I'll go check on the disciples. The casualties in this trial competition have already been heavy enough, and we can't afford to make any more mistakes."

Leng Wuqing finished speaking and quickly disappeared from their sight.

Then Shi Chenxi and Mo Ziluo also left one after another and hid themselves, waiting for them to work together to kill them.

At this time, Lan Zhenxiao was the only one left in the hall. He closed his eyes, leaned on a chair in the hall, holding a cane in his hand.

His breathing was steady and his face was gentle. If you didn't know him well, you would think that Lan Zhenxiao was fast asleep.

There were about fifteen disciples from the Divine Art Palace who came here. They moved quickly and came in very quickly. They separated and went to other rooms in the courtyard. In short, they killed anyone they saw.

Kill as many as you can.

Lan Zheng was with a disciple at this time. This disciple was rather thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him down. From a distance, he looked like a woman, but in fact, he was not. This person just had the body shape of a woman.

Lan Zheng followed him silently, and the direction they were heading was exactly the yard where the Lan family was.

This is the courtyard where Lan Xusheng is. Lan Xusheng is practicing at this time. Because it is the first trial match after dawn, he went to the arena.

What happened today dealt him a heavy blow. He was too weak and died faster and more miserably.

Therefore, Lan Xusheng thought that he should first make a breakthrough and try to avenge those innocent disciples who died tragically tomorrow.

What Lan Xusheng didn't expect was that some people couldn't sit still tonight and started a round of killing.

Lan Xusheng suddenly opened his eyes, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes. He opened his thin lips and said, "You can't wait so soon. I thought you would wait a few more days, but the result is so disgusting."

Lan Xusheng stood up and strode out of the room, full of murderous rage the moment he opened the door.

He saw two people standing at his door, one was a very young guy, and the other was a man with a well-proportioned figure like a woman, and a middle-aged man.

Lan Xusheng twitched his eyebrows and a drop of cold sweat slid down the corner of his eye. If this middle-aged man were to walk among the crowd, he would definitely attract a lot of attention.

"Someone from the Divine Art Palace?" Lan Xusheng stared at the person in front of him.

This thin man is called Yuan Yingjun. Ahem, apart from his eye-catching figure, he is really not handsome at all.

Yuan Yingjun looked at Lan Xusheng with a sullen face, "We are here to take your life."

Lan Xusheng sneered, "Really? That depends on whether you have the ability to do it."

However, at the moment when Yuan Yingjun was gathering his energy to attack evilly, Lan Zheng smiled evilly, a gleam of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he immediately took out a long sword in his hand. Yuan Yingjun had discovered Lan Zheng's behavior.

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