"Brother Fan, how many contributions can you make by killing the ten wicked men?"

A word from Chu Yan, suddenly, like the same breeze, instantly dissipated the atmosphere at the scene.

The long-lost fresh air poured into the lungs of Fan Cheng and others again.

Mu Xiaodong's eyes flashed fiercely, and he looked towards Chu Yan.

Seeing the other side was nothing but a stern vein. Suddenly, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Fan Cheng froze for a moment, and then cold sweat erupted behind him.

This teacher is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

But when he saw Chu Yan's eyes again, Fan Cheng couldn't help again.

When he saw Chu Yan staring at Mu Xiaodong, what he saw was eagerness, excitement, and longing.

This emotion is definitely not deliberately pretended to cover up his panic.

After returning to God, Fan Cheng said: "The top ten wicked people in Nanyun are in the Zongmen must-kill list. Every person killed in the ranking is different. As for Mu Xiaodong, his head can be exchanged for 60 Zongmen contributions point."

"If you kill him, you can get Zongmen contribution points, and if you can enter the ranking, you must have many treasures. Brothers and sisters, what are you still hesitating?" Chu Yan raised his mouth.

Chu Yan's remarks immediately made everyone present a sense of enlightenment.

And Chu Yan's words were tantamount to backtracking what Mu Xiaodong had just said. Suddenly, Mu Xiaodong could no longer accumulate the coercion he had before.

"Miscellaneous accounts!" Seeing the changes in the eyes and momentum of Fan Cheng and others, Mu Xiaodong cursed heartily.

But his face didn't show, just smiled coldly: "Is that so? Then I see what you can do!"

He said "you", but when he moved, he pulled out a series of afterimages and attacked Chu Yan fiercely.

Through observation, he already felt that although among the people, Fan Cheng is the highest in the realm, but Chu Yan, the lowest in the realm, seems to be the backbone of everyone.

Mu Xiaodong also couldn't understand why the lowest person would be the backbone, but he knew that as long as Chu Yan was killed, the remaining few people would inevitably break through!

It is the same reason to kill chickens and tamarins.

With the belief of killing, Mu Xiaodong came to Chu Yan in a sudden, his five fingers were like iron claws, and he severely inserted into the heavenly cover of Chu Yan.

He wanted to kill Chu Yan within one stroke and deter the spot.

"Lotus leaves are cut!"

Chu Yan has been guarding him.

When Mu Xiaodong grabbed one claw, he slashed.

"Waste!" Mu Xiaodong sneered again and again, grabbed the water-cutting knife, clicked, and folded the knife into two.

"You are dead!" Mu Xiaodong roared.

But at this time, he found Chu Yan's face without revealing the panic look he expected.

"Is it scared to be silly?" Mu Xiaodong thought subconsciously.

But vaguely, he felt something was wrong.

It was because of this wrongness that Mu Xiaodong's movements hesitated.

At this time, he saw Chu Yan's wrist shake, and his hand did not know when a spear appeared.

The body of the gun is black, like a black dragon, and the blade of the gun is dark and red, like blood, like lava.

The breath of death permeated in an instant, making Mu Xiaodong even feel a chill in his bone marrow.

Mu Xiaodong looked up in surprise, just looking at Chu Yan.

Before he saw Chu Yan, his unflickering eyes burst out like a star.

"Damn! This kid is cheating!"

When Mu Xiaodong's thoughts flashed through his mind, Chu Yan had clenched his gun, Li Long went out to sea, a silver hook with iron painting, and a shocking shot.

"The **** battle is over!"

"Mu Xiaodong, you can't think of it, I'm not good at using a knife!"

In a sudden, a large amount of air was penetrated. When the air burst, a deafening sound like an iron baozha erupted.

Mu Xiaodong's face suddenly changed.

Xueyang marksmanship is a martial arts skill that Chu Yan obtained from the Lin family in Changqing Town. This martial art is not well known. Although it was passed down from the Lin family ancestors, the Lin family is an old ancestor or a current tribe. "Martial arts don't pay much attention.

If they now knew that Chu Yan had used this human-level martial arts skill to display the power of prefecture-level martial arts, I am afraid that the ancestors of the Lin family would be moved from the ancestral grave to Chu Yanfeng tea bun.

"The fire is rising!" Mu Xiaodong roared, his pale skin exploded like flames of red in an instant, and his body twisted through an incredible angle in midair, just avoiding Chu Yan's Desperately stabbed.

When he was secretly grateful, he suddenly felt a numbness all over his body, his body stiffened in the air, out of his control.

"No, it's Mingwen!" Mu Xiaodong took a breath and looked at the sneer Chu Yan not far away.

From the movement of the other's lips, he could see that the other seemed to be saying the words "Flash Thunder Inscription".

"Damn!" Mu Xiaodong didn't expect to lose his mind, and even suffered a dark loss, thinking about how to solve the current trouble.

"Sister and brother, do it!"

The next moment, a tide of offensive, such as the raging waves that tore the fleet, blasted Mu Xiaodong from all directions.

"Xiao Wuxiangdianzhi!"

"Wild Knife!"

"Lingyu Sword Art!"

"Xingyue Luochen Arrow!"

Crackling!

Mu Xiaodong, who had fallen, exploded countless bloodblood and bloodlines, and once again rose into the air, flying far away.

Originally, the rat king he was sandwiched under his armpit. Under this lungong situation, the entire body was blasted into meat mud. The internal organs were mixed with steaming blood, and they splashed all over the floor, leaving only one mouse head, which fell. When he was on the ground, he rolled a few times, just in front of Chu Yan, and he stepped on his feet.

Mu Xiaodong was struggling to land, his body was red and shredded, and there was almost no intact flesh in the entire body. Part of the wound was so deep that he could see the bones and pale face. At the moment, there was a thick layer of blood. Her hair was messy, her **** were covered, her eyes were stunned and annoyed, and her mouth was constantly vomiting blood.

Unexpectedly, in the case of disparity in strength, a few people could even hit Mu Xiaodong, Fan Cheng and others' faces in a single shot. At this moment, they all showed a look of surprise and joy.

Chu Yan, however, had already expected this, and laughed: "As long as the reasonable use of the resources of the hand, the small and the big, the weak and the strong, it is not impossible."

Everyone heard the words and nodded greatly.

Chu Yan just flashed the thunderbolt, and the opportunity to use it was just right, just when Mu Xiaodong was hanging in the air and couldn't move.

If it were a little bit worse, it would not be so good.

At this time, Chu Yanwang opened his mouth to Mu Xiaodong, who was full of anger, and said leisurely again: "You are dead, because your current strength is not even as good as one tenth of your usual."

Everyone stunned again, looking towards Mu Xiaodong.

Mu Xiaodong's panic flustered, showing that Chu Yan just said it was correct.