Before the blade approached, one hand grabbed suddenly.

Squeak-

The sharp knife was immediately twisted into a twist.

The monk's wry expression had just surfaced, and the next moment he found himself stuck in his neck by a strong palm.

Not only that, his feet were off the ground.

"Uh--"

A strong force came from the neck.

The monk had a painful sound in his throat, and suddenly it was covered by the sound of torn flesh.

Hey!

In front of everyone's eyes, the monk's head was directly screwed down.

Chu Yan, who was still lying on the ground, stood in front of them at this moment.

His eyes were cold and his arms waved.

Suddenly, a head and a body without a head flew far away, planted behind a low slope, and disappeared.

The remaining four monks froze for a moment and reacted the next moment.

Suddenly, they felt scalp numb and their souls were flying out.

This guy didn't die!

But the monks in that place were quick enough.

Immediately, he returned to God.

Surprise and fear instantly turned into deep anger.

"kill him!"

With a roar, the monk in this place reached out and pointed out.

"By you?" Chu Yan smiled chillyly.

The Eight Desolation Swords suddenly shone a tragic blood.

The arm of the monk in this place flew out of the shoulder.

The remaining three monks trembled, and as soon as there was an action, Chu Yan had already stepped in front of them.

Crackling!

There was a crisp sound called human sour.

The remaining three monks in the condensed veins suddenly fell to the ground, covering their knees.

The knees of each of them were broken by Chu Yan in an instant.

Four monks, one kneeling on one knee, covering their bare shoulders, trembled with pain.

The three hugged their knees, rolling around like a gourd, and heard screams of heartbreaking.

Their eyes glanced at Chu Yan from time to time, their eyes full of fear.

They wondered why Chu Yan suddenly became so strong.

This is completely different from the information they received before!

Chu Yan glanced at them coldly at this moment, and then walked in front of one of his monks.

With a wave of the Eight Desolate Spirit Halberds, the sharp blade hit the opponent's neck.

"you know me?"

The monk took a moment.

The sting in his neck quickly made him react.

Feeling the majestic killing intention of the Eight Desolate Excalibur, the monk hurried.

But he didn't dare move easily.

Fearing that it was a little bigger, his neck was pierced.

"Who asked you to kill me?" Chu Yan asked again.

The monk's face suddenly appeared hesitant.

He was hesitant to say the name.

Chu Yan did not hesitate.

Eight Desolate Excalibur pushed forward.

Hey!

The monk's neck was pierced.

The monk's eyes widened.

Open mouth what you want to say.

But with a mouth, blood poured out.

Why don't you, as a person, deal with cards?

I just hesitated. I didn't say anything without saying anything. Why don't you give me a chance!

It is a pity that he never had the opportunity to speak out again.

Chu Yan's arm shook slightly.

Suddenly, the human head flew up, and after the blood sprayed nearly a floor high in the wound, the body fell to the ground with a splash.

Chu Yan did not even raise his eyelids, and came directly to the second monk of Ningmaijing.

This monk in the Ningmai state was scared and pale when he saw the scene just now.

At this point, without waiting for Chu Yan to approach, he quickly said: "I said I said-"

"Did I let you speak?" Chu Yan frowned.

The eight desolate wields the halberd.

The monk's head flew up.

His face was still in amazement.

The remaining Ningmai and Diyuanjing, seeing this scene, immediately felt the chrysanthemum muscles tightened, two people involuntarily clamped their legs, cold sweat like a stream, flowing down the neck.

"Okay, next is you." Chu Yan walked to the third monk of Ningmaijing.

This monk was the one who carried the big cylinder before.

At this point, Chu Yan approached, only to find that instead of a cylinder, a gun was more suitable.

And this barrel is obviously a magic weapon. The densely carved inscription on the surface has explained everything.

It seems that this gun barrel has been aging for some years, and some places are rusty and mottled.

It looked like an antiquities dug out of the ground.

But at this time, Chu Yan did not have time to care about these other things.

His gaze fell in front of the monk in this vein.

The monk was almost scared, and now he was covering his knees with his hands, his face was tight, his cheeks swelled, his eyes widened desperately, and he didn't dare to move.

Chu Yan looked at the other side for a while, seeing that the other side's tears would shed, and nodded in satisfaction.

"you know me?"

This Ningmaijing monk nodded hastily.

"You are sinners, who will let you come and kill me."

The monk hardly hesitated and immediately shouted, "It's Mei Yunpeng!"

"Mei Yunpeng?"

This answer made Chu Yan stupefied.

He had almost forgotten the name.

His face sank, and Chu Yan said coldly: "You lied to me, how could Mei Yunpeng know where I am, not to mention, Mei Yunpeng's qualifications are limited, but she is an outsider disciple, how could you have caused you."

"It's him! It's him!" The monk Ningmaijing was so scared that he cried out.

Even the monk in that place, nodded desperately at this time.

One arm was cut off by Chu Yan when the shot was taken, and the monk in this place also completely recognized it at this moment.

And in his heart at this time, he was full of hatred for the mastermind.

The information you provided is wrong, which caused us to break here.

That being the case, why should I keep a secret for you!

I want to confess everything to you!

Seeing that these two people were about to swear by their demon, Chu Yan believed this.

"Mei Yunpeng asked you to kill me? What happened?" Chu Yan asked.

He still did not believe that Mei Yunpeng was qualified to call these monks.

unless--

It was the brother behind him who supported him.

It might even be--

More, Chu Yan is not good at guessing at this time.

So he needs to dig the most accurate information from these two populations.

The two monks seemed to have already given their fate at this time, telling the whole process of the matter one by one.

After listening, Chu Yan could not help laughing.

This is really an ansha for myself.

It's just ansha, this one is expected to come later.

To be precise, it was more than a year later.

It is expected that this group of people's ambush to Chu Yan should be the end of the state religion election and Chu Yan's return to the broken Star Tower.

——Content comes from [Migu Reading]