"you!"

The leading monk was taken aback.

This guy does n’t have a formation right now, so arrogant?

You are still in a vein!

You look like this, where is my face in the dignified Yuanjing?

At this instant of effort, Chu Yan has rushed to the front monk.

The Eight Desolate Swords wielded violently.

Suddenly, it gave people a wave of flags and the mighty power of the army.

The leading monk reacted, his eyes flashing fiercely.

Since you are rushing to die, don't blame me.

The two long-handled knives rolled up huge waves, and the aura continued to burst out. Instantly, an area of ​​death was woven.

"Break your technique first, then break your limbs!"

The first goal of the leading monk was Chu Yanshou's Eight Desolate Deities.

He had seen it long ago, it was a half-step magic weapon.

As long as this half-step magic weapon is destroyed, the strength of Chu Yan will drop by at least half.

When he was about to make a shot, the leading monk was surprised to find out that the Eight Desolate Excalibur disappeared in Chu Yanshou.

"what?"

He had just heard a syllable in his mouth, and suddenly saw that Chu Yan's other hand shook open a scroll.

The snow-like cold light suddenly whistled from the scroll.

"Mapping!"

The leading monk took a breath and exclaimed.

Chu Yan just used the Eight Desolate Extermination Halberds to attract his full attention.

In fact, the Eight Desolate Excalibur is just a cover.

The pattern of his other hand is the killing trick.

Another formation!

Because of the relationship between Chu Yan, the leading monk now has a psychological shadow over the battlefield.

As far as Chu Yan is concerned, the realm gap between himself and the other party is always a gulf.

The previous ones are to create the opportunity to kill the other party at this moment.

As for such an opportunity, it is likely that it will not appear again.

So this is the only time that Chu Yan understands that he must grasp it.

"Killing Sword Formation!"

With a loud shout, Chu Yan inspired the hand map.

The burst of sword horns expanded tenfold in an instant.

As if you could tear the long night and pierce the sword and sword of the soul, at this moment it shone with dazzling brilliance, and the leading monk was sore and sore, scared and furious, that there was almost no way to open his eyes.

At this moment, the fear filled his heart so thoroughly that he felt that the blood in his whole body had solidified, and his body could not move at all.

Suddenly, Jianmang pierced his chest.

The blood looked like a dazzling bloom of blooming flowers, which bloomed at this moment.

The sword array of five-handed high-level weapons has a long-term potential and does not give the opponent the slightest chance to react.

At this moment, Chu Yan revealed his hole cards prepared for the Wan Yao Burial Ground.

Bing Han's feeling spread from his chest to his body at this moment.

The leading monks can even feel that this sword-horse horse wants to pierce its own body, leaving a horrible hole, and take its own vitality with it.

Then, the other party should explode his head as before, and take out the essence and blood left by Chu Xing.

But at this time, in the air, a sigh came.

The teacher of Tianxinjing finally couldn't help it.

Although it was up to him to deal with a condensate, it was too shameful.

Big man, the most important thing is face.

However, at this moment, if you don't care about your face, it is equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain, and there is no help for the disciples.

Chuxing is the future of Wanhaimen, and at the same time shoulders a more important mission.

For his demon, it must be eradicated at this time.

Standing in midair, pointing away.

boom!

Chu Yan suddenly felt an unprecedented violent drop on his head.

It seemed like a heavy mountain, and it fell down without warning.

With a bang, his body slammed into the ground.

The ground ripped open large cracks, and the rubble soared into the air.

Jian Mang, who had pierced the lead monk's chest, also shattered and burst at this moment, and then disappeared.

Lin Miaoran stared, and hurriedly wanted to go forward.

But in front of her, there was a violent wind.

The wind swept away like a giant wood, and suddenly hit her and flew out, a blood arrow spewed out of the mouth, and fell to Chu Yan.

Although the heavenly state of mind cannot reach the point where Zifu State has been born for a while, it is more than enough to deal with the Ningmai state.

If it wasn't for the reason that the leading monk said that Chu Yan had an important map in his body, the monk in this state of mind at this moment would easily kill Zhu Yan by pointing down.

And if the leading monk knows that he had accidentally saved Chu Yan's life in order to excuse himself, he would not know how wonderful his expression would be.

The leading monk now lost his life because of the teacher's shot.

But at the moment, his situation is not very good.

Except for a scary wound being pierced on his chest, his lower abdomen was also torn, and his intestines flowed out of the wound.

Arms and thighs also had punctured wounds, and the cross sections of muscles and broken bones were clearly visible.

At this moment he could only fall to the ground, panting heavily, enduring the severe pain from the wound.

"Almost." Exhaling a breath, Chu Yan resisted the pain from the body, and got up from the ground.

Turning his head and looking at Lin Miaoran aside.

The goal of monk Tianxinjing is Chu Yan. At this moment, it is enough to shame to deal with him, and to kill another Lin Miaoran, I'm afraid he won't be able to get through that obstacle in his heart.

Because of this idea, Lin Miaoran saved his life.

I was just swept to the ground by the squall wind. Although he looked spitting blood in his mouth, he didn't suffer any serious injuries, and he had slowly stood up at this moment.

But at this moment, in the face of the shooting mood, her psychological pressure is much heavier.

Although trying to keep calm, the shameless white face still shows the fear of the absolute strong.

"Hey, shameless dog stuff." Chu Yan stood up and looked up into the sky.

At this moment, not only the leading monk who fell to the ground, but even the heavenly mind master himself thought that he had heard his ear wrong.

At this time, Chu Yan was still cursing?

"It's you who scolded you." Chu Yan grinned, without fear, "Tianxinjing shot to deal with Ningmai, and it was shameful enough to bully.

I haven't been able to kill it all at once, if I were you, I would have killed myself now. "

"you!"

Being scolded by a cricket ant, any monk in the state of mind would not be able to bear it.

"Since you want to die so much, I'll do you well!"

Suddenly, the originally clear sky was densely covered with thick black clouds, revealing the slaughtering intention.

"At the time in Nanyuan County, Chu Xing did not kill you. It was a mistake!"

The voice dropped, and he volleyed again, nodding towards Chu.