Chapter 879

"Broken sword."

At this time, the boss's ear came the light evaluation of Chu Yan.

But now the sword has pierced me - the boss wants to say so.

But now he opened his mouth, suddenly a big mouthful of blood gushed out, so that he could not make a sound.

The next moment, Chu Yan pulls out the sword.

The whole process, because of the speed, in the eyes of the other monks, the scene at this moment was not Chu Yan seizing the sword, thrusting it into the throat, and then pulling it out.

It's like Chu Yan pulled a sword from their boss's neck out of thin air.

Blood shot out like a spring out of control.

The old man stepped back, covered his neck with one hand, pointed to Chu Yan with the other, and his eyes were wide open.

Blood was seeping through his fingers.

In a moment, he was dyed into a blood man.

"A broken man uses a broken sword."

In the other four monks' expressions of surprise or fear, Chu Yan gave a handful of them.

Click, click.

The sword, a sharp weapon, was immediately rubbed into pieces and splashed all over the floor.

"Go

Soon, some of them came back to their senses and let out a scream like killing a pig.

At this time, as long as you are not a fool, you can see that you can't run away without running.

The eldest of them is in front of each other, but not even a chicken.

The boss is still like this. Even if there are four of them, I'm afraid that in each other's eyes, they are just the feathers on the four chicken wings.

"Go? Who let you go? " Chu Yan took a step forward.

Shua, in the void, pulled out a residual shadow of Chu Yan.

In a flash, he came to the two monks.

And these two friars, at the moment, haven't even had time to turn around.

Chu Yan raised his hand, grabbed their heads and touched them in the middle.

Bang!

Two heads, like two juicy watermelons, burst into pieces.

Red and white, broken meat and bone, splashed down.

The other two friars saw this scene, almost scared out of their wits.

One of them turned to run, the other knelt down on the ground with a soft knee.

Chu Yan shakes his hand and looks at the monk who wants to run.

There was a sneer in his mouth.

I want to kill my tiger, and I want to take the opportunity to kill me. If I just let you go, how can I know?

"Ten thousand li idle court!"

There was a bang in the air.

The monk kneeling on the ground only felt a flower in front of him.

In a trance, he felt as if he saw a virtual shadow rushing towards him.

Because the speed is too fast and the power is too great, the shadow seems to support the void.

The air around the virtual shadow was like boiling water, rolling and rattling.

"This is --"

His consciousness came to an abrupt end.

Boom!

The rushing Chu Yan seemed to be a shell coming out of the chamber, which broke the friar kneeling on the ground.

Blood mixed with broken meat, skeleton, the whole Peng fried, like thick plasma, scattered all over the ground.

The voice coming from behind almost broke the heart of the monk who turned and ran away.

I thought I had been waiting for a few days, and finally a big fat pig came. Who knew that the fat pig was an ancient fierce beast.

How can people live!

Why are you so blind!

In the heart is sending out the cry of grief and indignation, suddenly, this friar feels a little wrong.

My body seems to lighten.

Well, not only that, the chest is cool.

He looked down and saw his own shadow on the ground.

The light comes from behind.

On the ground, a spot appeared in the center of his shadow chest.

"This..."

As if aware of something, he opened his mouth, only to find that his mouth was full of fishy, sweet, sticky, hot liquid, pouring out of his mouth.

Shivering, plucking up courage, he looked at his chest.

In a flash, his eyes were dark.

His chest, do not know when, appeared a bowl size, was pierced by the wound.

Originally still running forward legs, this moment also seems to completely lose strength, bang fell to the ground.

But after all, he was a monk in Ning Mai Jing, and his chest was pierced, so that he would not die now.

It's just a pity——

"I can't see anyone suffering in front of me."

His highness Chu came over and stamped down. Bang, he crushed the monk's head.

"As long as he's dead, there's no pain."

With that, Chu Yan finds the storage bag that the friar hid on him, picks up the storage bags of other friars, and returns to Lin miaoran.

Handsome at the moment very clever squat in front of Lin miaoran body, face Chu Yan.

At the moment, it looks like a cute little white dog. If its tail can be wagged, it looks even more like it.

Slightly open mouth, saliva seems to burst out like a river.

It looks - a little disgusting.

Chu Yan thought about it and said, "don't Baji."

"Sure, sure!" Handsome rubbed suddenly ran out, "I always swallow, never bajizui!"

The next moment, a heavy sound came, and Chu Yan felt the ground shaking under his feet.

Turning around, he saw a big white pig about ten feet long, with the body of one of the friars in his mouth. He raised his neck and swallowed the other side into his stomach.

Squinting eyes, showing a very satisfied look.

Turning to look at Lin miaoran, Chu Yan asked uncertainly: "is handsome getting bigger?"

"Maybe." Lin miaoran carefully observed for a moment, "it and Tangtang are both monsters. They should grow up and become bigger. However, when the length reaches a certain level, it should not change, just like when a person becomes an adult, his body will not change again. "

"Well." Chu Yan nodded, squatted down and waved to the little sugar not far away.

Small sugar immediately ran over, the huge tiger head into Chu Yan's arms, intimately arch.

Chu Yan stroked Tang Tang's head and looked at the bell tied around his neck.

Lingdang was found on the body of a monk in diyuanjing in Chuyan a long time ago.

The bell is the size of a fist. It's yellow and orange. It makes a clear sound and makes people feel very cute.

At that time, Chu Yan decided to give it to xiaotangtang.

But now it seems that this magic weapon is also easy to bring trouble to xiaotangtang.

Chu Yan hesitated, whether or not to give each other off.

Little tiger didn't know what Chu Yan thought at the moment. After arched in his arms for a while, he put out his big pink tongue and kept licking Chu Yan.

After thinking about it, Chu Yan couldn't help laughing.

"Just put it on. It won't look good when you take it off.

And at that time promised to protect you, naturally will not let people bully you.

If I were afraid of this, I would not be able to bear the title of tiger Chu Yan. "

When Chu Yan was talking to himself, Xiao Tangtang curiously took the storage bag in his hand.

With a hard swing of his head, the storage bag opened, and the contents were scattered all over the ground.