After Chu Yan said this, the scene once again fell into a terrifying peace.

At this moment, the eyes of many people looking to Chu Yan began to fall apart.

They even wonder if they are dreaming now.

Just so many people shot all at once, it is a territorial realm, I'm afraid they are all blasted into **** at this moment.

And he has a condensed vein, although it is triple-condensed, but unscathed, it is too exaggerated.

"He, he's bracing, he's pretending!"

There was a roar at the moment.

Chu Yan didn't look back, and smashed his backhand.

The monk was halved in an instant.

The neat killings didn't cause any trouble.

Chu Yan used facts to prove that no one can support him better.

At this moment, the monks at the scene had only one idea: how he did it.

"To blame, blame me, you work harder."

Seeming to see what everyone thought, Chu Yan sneered.

Just now Chu Yan didn't dodge, he relied entirely on the flesh to force the wave of powerful killing moves.

Chu Yan's reliance is the immortal demon body.

It was hell-like cultivation he had experienced in order to promote the immortal demon body.

In this state today, at the same level, the sword wants to hurt him again, and it is undoubtedly a dream.

No amount of swords and martial arts is just a meaningless accumulation.

Can't get qualitative change, can't hurt Chu Yan.

The so-called qualitative change is only a sharp weapon.

But the monks in the Ningmai Realm did not need a magical weapon at all.

These monks at the scene naturally did not know what Chu Yan had done to immortal the demon body.

Not to know, under the attack of the same weapon, the immortal demon body will become more and more defensive.

In other words, Chu Yan is getting stronger!

If he started, he could compete with everyone.

So now, he can crush everyone on the spot!

No one understands this reason, so in the silence of the scene, everyone can only hear their violent heartbeat.

"It's our turn next."

Chu Yan ignored the horrified eyes of everyone.

These people came to kill themselves.

From the first hundred people to the thousand now.

And only one person!

In this case, why can't I kill it back!

What's more, I say killing without any explanation.

Suddenly, Chu Yan's whole body seemed to emit a breath that could suppress eternity.

At this moment, he sent the most overwhelming oppression towards the people around him in an absolute strong posture.

One person, crushing a thousand people.

I see, a thousand people who placed orders!

"Irritated sword!"

"Blood offering dafa!"

The horrible killer with half-step magic weapon in one hand, and one hand changes like the arm of a monster.

Chu Yan shot out.

Between the waves, countless blood waves gushing out.

Everywhere he went, every monk was killed.

Circle by circle, layer by layer.

The open space around Chu Yan is getting bigger and bigger.

The ground's plasma is getting thicker.

For a moment, this area of ​​the mountain peak seemed to become the Shura field, and turned into **** hell.

One disciple of Wan Haimen who had taken out the iron cone before was still dead.

Seeing this scene at this moment, he was almost frightened, without hesitation, turned and fled.

Chu Yan swept his arm.

An iron cone that fell to the ground suddenly burst out like a meteor. When the air burst, this monk burst like a firework.

The monk who had besieged Chu Yan before was wiped out by him for a moment.

Almost all of them were beaten to pieces.

The body was torn apart, and Zader was everywhere.

The other monks, at this time, did not have the previous violent rampant, one by one pale and panicked.

But they have no chance to escape!

Chu Yan's long arm slammed on the ground, and his five fingers penetrated deeply into the rock formation, and then yanked.

Crackling!

A rock that can stand dozens of people was lifted by him.

The monk standing on the rock suddenly exclaimed and screamed and fell towards him.

Chu Yan's halberd in the other hand followed.

boom!

When a blast hits the air, it seems to be a steel mountain that can be directly detonated.

These more than ten monks were immediately and completely destroyed.

Not to mention the corpse, all of them turned into a mist of blood in an instant, and continued to squirm in the air, condensing and not dispersing.

"how can that be!"

"Run away!"

"How can this guy not die!"

"It's not immortal, it's invincible!"

"Run away!"

"No more escape!"

"This is a monster!"

In addition to the baozha, screams, and wailing at the scene, the most frightening and shouting of these hoarseness.

Ningmai Realm was triple-successful, and one person was chasing after more than 1,000 monks in the same realm.

No one can stop him.

No one dares to stop!

As long as I see the people who Chu Yan shot, at this time they are all scared!

But Chu Yan ignored it.

As long as the enemy appears in front of him, it will die.

No one wants to run away!

The hot blood kept falling on him.

Chu Yan is now like a demon.

hundred!

two hundred!

three hundred!

Four hundred!

When Chu Yan beheaded and killed five hundred people, all eyes were full of blood, the monks at the scene began to flee.

There were still a small number of people waiting for Chu Yan to exhaust, so as to seize the opportunity to kill him.

But Chu Yan's performance now, let alone beheaded, it is a problem for them to escape!

So this time, this view of Inuyama appeared.

At this moment, the monks in the original mountain all seemed to be so scared that the soul was about to fly away. Don't flee down the mountain, and then face the monks in front of the mountain.

And this block, let Chu Yan catch up smoothly.

"Irritated sword!"

Suddenly, the sea of ​​blood soared into the sky.

I'm afraid no one can think of it beforehand, and it will develop like this.

The number of monks who violently killed and died at Chu Yanshou also rose sharply.

Six hundred!

Seven hundred!

Eight hundred!

Nine hundred!

Nine hundred fifty!

Nine hundred and ninety!

Huh!

With a row of six or seven monks being stopped and cut off, Chu Yan has already killed a thousand rivals in this battle.

At this time, he suddenly smiled coldly and rushed out in one step.

The monk standing in front of him was horrified, yet had no time to respond, but was crushed by Chu Yan.

With a wave of his arm, the blood mist was torn open, and Chu Yan grabbed the monk with dark complexion in front of him.

Before Chu Yan killed, at least one trick was used.

Many times, the Eight Desolate Excalibur waved, killing at least five or six monks.

The blood sacrifice dafa is even more terrible, and the beast-like arms die instantly.

But at this moment, he just pulled off the arm of the dark-skinned monk.

The monk jumped up and jumped to a nearby big rock.

The monk lost his arm, but at this time his face could not see the slightest pain and pain, his eyes narrowed and he looked at Chu Yan.

After a moment, the monk uttered a sentence: "How do you know it was me?"

——Content comes from [Migu Reading]