1979: C1979 This old man has been waiting for you for a long time

C1979 This old man has been waiting for you for a long time

Speaking of Fan Cheng's geographical location and ecological environment, the word "terrible" could not even be used to describe it. Amongst the thousands of cities of various sizes in the east, not only was the Fan Cheng located at the extreme north, it was also the most desolate and unsuitable city for humans to live in.

If not for the fact that most of the people in the Fan Cheng were warriors, and most likely, this city would have already been submerged by the avalanche, so where could it still be here until today?

However, the avalanche that Lang Ya and the others had encountered was not as simple as a Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant.

The Fan Cheng in this place was covered with snow, and the streets within the Fan Cheng were even devoid of people. After all, there weren't many people in the entire Fan Cheng. Adding them all together, there were only about a hundred or so households.

However, the Fan Cheng at this moment was not as clear and cold as he had imagined.

In the hall of Yan Clan, there was a fire burning on all four sides, so it could still be considered warm. Even though the Patriarch of Yan Clan, Yan Nangui, was not currently in the Fan Cheng, the hall was currently packed with direct descendants of Yan Clan, and the one leading them was Yan Clan, the person with the highest seniority in the large families.

He was sixty years old and wore a white fur coat. His face was extremely rough and he carried a hookah as he sat on the seat of the Yan Clan 'owner.

And the old man in the lead was none other than the second uncle of Yan Clan's Patriarch Yan Nangui, Yan Tong.

Among them were Yan Tong's brother, Yan Nangui's brother, and even Yan Nangui's nephew generation. There were quite a few people present.

However, the cultivation of this group of people with Yan Clan was not much. Compared to Yan Nangui, their cultivation might not even be considered average.

"Cough, cough …"

Swallowing the pipe in his hand, Yan Tong pretended to cough twice. Then, his gaze swept across the entire hall.

Following Yan Tong's cough, the hall of Yan Clan also quieted down. Everyone's gaze turned towards Yan Tong at the same time.

"Yan Qing, can you tell Big Brother about the situation outside?"

Yan Tong's aged voice suddenly rang out, carrying a trace of dignity within it. However, most of it was filled with helplessness.

And the Yan Qing that Yan Tong spoke of was none other than his own younger brother, the third uncle of everyone present in the Yan Clan, the third uncle.

However, Yan Qing was not as old as he appeared to be. His full face of a curly beard was at most around Yan Nangui's age and he was still a member of a younger generation.

Seeing his brothers calling out for help, Yan Qing did not hold back and stood up from the crowd: "Everyone, the patriarch has already gone to Fengtian for more than three days. Since the night before, we have already broken off our connection with Fengtian, and the family has already sent out two groups of people to Fengtian for more information.

While speaking, Yan Qing looked back, and swept a glance over everyone present, "There is another piece of news. According to the reports of the brothers in the east city, a group of people with unknown origins were suddenly discovered a few miles away from the east city. They numbered around a thousand, and are currently headed towards our Fan Cheng.

The two pieces of news that came from Yan Qing's mouth couldn't help but cause the people within the Yan Clan Hall to fall into a trance for a while. After all, these two pieces of news couldn't be considered to be good news for the current Yan Clan.

The Patriarch had not returned for a long time, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive. And right at this moment, with both of them having good luck and death, they were actually surrounded by strong enemies outside the Yan Clan, a situation like this was simply terrible for the current Yan Clan.

At that moment, everyone in Yan Clan was looking at each other, not knowing how to respond.

At this moment, Yan Tong spoke up once again: "No one, no need to be so anxious. It's not like my Yan Clan has taken root here for a day or two. Back then, who knows how many people had thought of using this Fan Cheng, but didn't they all stay out of our door? Even though the Patriarch hasn't returned yet, as long as we safeguard the ancestral precepts, we will take a step back in the land of the Fan Cheng, and won't allow anyone else to take even half a step inside. "

As he said that, Yan Tong waved his hand and said: "Yan Wen, Yan Wu, you two brothers take my Yan Clan's most elite guards and head towards the east city, and pay attention to every single movement outside the city. However, do not go out of the city, and do not make a move against the enemy.

"Yes, second uncle, we brothers will go now."

The two young men in the large hall hurriedly stood up and left.

Looking at the backs of the two Yan Clan elites as they walked further and further away in the snow, Yan Tong could only helplessly sigh. Then, he said: "Sigh, I really don't know if this battle will be a blessing or a curse!"

Hearing Yan Tong's unconfident words, Yan Qing, who was at the side, could not help but laugh. "Second Brother, there is no need to worry so much. In the end, it's just a matter of time."

It had to be said that Yan Qing's words were relaxed yet joyful. It was a pity that this time, the people whose Fan Cheng covered the entire sky were not soldiers, nor was it water. It was a sword, a sword of Blue Sword.

But then again, the Blue Sword s at that moment weren't that easy to deal with.

After a large avalanche, almost all of the over a thousand Blue Sword participants were buried within the pure white snow, unable to move. It was a good thing that the people from Blue Sword were all cultivators, otherwise, the sudden avalanche would have buried them all in this world of ice and snow.1

Pfft, pfft.

After the avalanche, dizzy heads desperately drilled out of the snow and wind. After exposing their heads, quite a few people began to breathe in the thin air in large gulps.

Furthermore, after this avalanche, the originally orderly Blue Sword had been completely dispersed. The thousand man team was now scattered to the east and west, roaming about the Wasteland of Ice and Snow in front of them like scattered troops.

Looking at the current Lang Ya, he too had an ashen face, and shook his head with all his might, as he spoke in an incomparably unlucky manner, "Damn it, this avalanche did not arrive late, yet it actually came at this time, it's simply …"

However, before Lang Ya could finish complaining, the expression on his buried face suddenly changed greatly.

At this moment, there was a pair of eyes smiling at him from a distance away.

The man wore a long white robe with a white veil covering his face. He stood on the snow with his hands behind his back. He looked like an immortal.

Frowning, Lang Ya sprung up with a leap, hurriedly took a few steps forward, and was about to enter and carefully size up a person.

And right at this moment, that person suddenly opened his mouth, and said with a light smile: "Blue Sword Three's Chief, Lang Ya, this old man has been waiting for you for a long time."

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