Chapter 138： 8 sides alone

I illuminate the heavens and the earth, as bright as the world-threatening electricity.

Ye Jianguang! Dazzling sword light!

Huh!

The breath on Lu Chuyan's body suddenly surged, the sword lingering, the momentum rushed towards Yunxiao.

Holding the Haotian sword, Chu Yan faced the thirty or so people rushing in, her face was cold, her eyes were cold, and her intentions were squirting.

Draw sword style!

Swords lightly trembled, and the speed of the sword reached the extreme under intentional movements, drawn out as if the moon was broken.

Where Jian Jianmang pointed, more than thirty disciples of the Lan Yizong burst out to the utmost, and the momentum was like ridicule and flooding beasts.

Under this imposing bonus, all the disciples of Lan Yizong shot at the same time.

For a moment, countless lights shone, forming an attack storm, covering Chu Yan.

The sharp sword spirit, the fierce and strong sword light, the scream of Lei Zhen's palm strength, the domineering and thick fist print, flying all over the sky!

Every disciple of the Lan Yizong sent his strongest blow, and suddenly, as the galaxy Xingyao, torrential storm-like attack group, came towards the crushing of Chu Yan.

Huh!

Draw sword style!

Huh!

Draw sword style!

Uh ...

Suddenly, Chu Yan waved a dozen swordsmanship in a row.

十几 The dozen swordsmen, like thunder and lightning, greeted the more than thirty attacking torrents that came over.

Boom! boom! boom!

The violent explosion that swayed in the sky suddenly burst open, and the vibrations like the mountain collapsed made everyone feel the violent shaking at their feet.

The disintegration of the maggots, the whistling gale rolled up, and it swept across all directions.

Chu Chuyan's eyes narrowed slightly, watching the remaining Zhenqi storm sweeping towards him, immediately running Zhenqi, his body flashed out fiercely.

残 Qianshan treads the snow of the twin mountains!

Huh!

The next breath, Chu Yan's body shook, split into two, one stayed in place, again wielded three swords, and chopped down to the remaining qi storm that swept away!

And another figure has flashed to the side of more than thirty disciples of Lan Yizong.

Bright sword style!

Right foot out, a sword like the rapids, like a river like a sea, the sword is dazzling, and the sword is piercing!

啊 "Ah ... over here, over there, he's over there ..."

"No, the one in front ..."

"No, that's the body form, everyone be careful ..."

"Hide ..."

"..."

The disciples in the blue robes found that Chu Yan's body was divided into two, and he was panicked and hurried to drink.

At the same time, dozens of disciples of Lan Yizong stunned, and looked around as others shouted.

Only this moment of hesitation determines the lives of several people!

The next moment, a line of bright light lit up among the crowd, accompanied by the sound of the sword howling that stabbed the sea, that sword flickered away!

Huh! puff! puff!

Hey ~~~!

Twenty-six disciples of Lan Yizong were passed through by Liang Xian, and blood splattered and the body fell.

Twenty-six people, a total of twelve corpses fell to the ground, with blood, organs, and bowel flowing all over the place.

what! ?

多 The remaining twenty disciples in the blue clothes were shocked and pale.

Only one move has just begun. More than thirty people have besieged Chu Yan before fighting the first move!

I was actually killed by the black robe boy with six swords from Jiutian, a refining qi realm!

"In front of him is an afterimage of his asana. Be careful of his asana!"

A Lan Yizong disciple recovered from the shock as soon as possible, and yelled loudly.

With his drink, other disciples in the blue suits awakened, holding weapons, looking at Chu Yan on the right, the anger in his eyes, like a sea of ​​fire!

"Be careful?"

"Next, you really have to be careful!"

Lu Chuyan's voice was cold and without a trace of temperature, and her voice was so excited that more than twenty Lan Yizong disciples were excited at the same time, eyes widened suddenly, and fully alert.

Huh!

The next moment, Chu Yan trembled and disappeared on the spot again.

Qianshan treads the snow!

As soon as I stepped on a mountain, and then stepped on a double mountain, I was transformed into a snowy body, and the light body has swept the mountains!

At this time, Chu Yan has brought Qianshan to the extreme of the snow-capped mountains.

what! ?

This ... what kind of body! ?

Quick ... too fast! ? What about others? People too! ?

More than twenty disciples of Wu Lanyi Zong just stared on alert, and the next breath, the black figure disappeared directly on the spot, completely out of their sight.

Secret Law! How ordinary martial arts skills are comparable!

Coupled with Chu Yan's understanding of the small mountain realm of Qianshan treading snow, the double mountain realm of Qianshan treading snow is fully unfolded, not to mention the disciples of refining the Qi, the disciples of the innate state of vision and the knowledge, they may not follow Get on his figure.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Wu Chuyan's figure turned into a ghost, and the black figure was divided into two, two and four ... every time the two current figures disappeared, two new black figures flashed.

The remnant of martyrdom revolved around the disciples of more than twenty Lan Yizong disciples.

"Everyone attacked and killed him ...!"

Disciples of Tong Lan Yi Zong roared and attacked madly towards Chu Yan's figure.

The sword light, boxing energy, and palm print suddenly appeared suddenly, banging towards those black ghosts that were near and imaginary.

However, these smashed afterimages are not Chu Yan's body at all.

In a panic, more than twenty disciples in the blue clothes desperately urged Qi and sent out fierce attacks, but they all blasted into the air, not even touching Chu Yan's hair .

"Bright Sword!"

When these disciples of Lan Yizong attacked the remnants desperately, a voice suddenly sounded.

Soon afterwards, the gorgeous sword light flashed again, and the sword groaned.

When a sword came out, a bright mang flashed horizontally, as if cutting through the void and cutting to the crowd.

Boom! boom! boom!

Twenty disciples of Wu Lanyi Zong saw the Jian Mang appear, and immediately screamed angrily, and shot out to resist.

Suddenly, more than twenty attacks blasted on the sword mang that Chu Yan wore ~ ​​www.novelhall.com ~, and several bursts of bangs were issued in succession.

Jian Shuyan's sword mane, although extremely sharp, was also shattered and disappeared under a large number of attacks.

Xi Jianmang was broken, Chu Yan didn't stop at all, Qianshan stepped on the snow body method, and flashed out again.

"Come on!"

"Raising sword style!"

I waited for Chu Yan to turn around the disciples of Lan Yizong again, and a cold voice sounded in the ears of the disciples of Lan Yizong.

Huh!

The black figure flashed suddenly, and suddenly appeared among more than twenty blue-zong disciples.

This act of death sent all the disciples of Lan Yizong a little hesitant, and then, more than twenty insane anger surged, ready to shot and kill Chu Yan in front of him.

At this moment, Chu Yan, standing among more than 20 students in the blue suit, had cold eyes, and Hao Tianjian's light in his hands was a masterpiece.

Chu Yan, holding the sword proudly, leapt forward, rising into the air, and the Haotian sword shining like a star suddenly waved.

Suddenly, the dazzling sword energy shot out in all directions.

The swashbuckling sword's air was bright, like a meteor shower, and went towards the blue disciple disciple underneath.

The ascension style of the thunder and thirteen swords is the only sword attack method of Chu Yan's mastery of swords. Once cast, the sword gas storm composed of numerous swordsman rushes in all directions

Although this kind of large-scale sword moves, although not as powerful as a single sword attack, they win in a wide range and are difficult to resist.

I say again, the sword-rising power is enough to deal with the martial arts refining environment.

Yi sword waved, the sword is like a tide, all directions surging!

The dagger sword air stream rained down, Chu Yan's figure fell, and the Haotian sword in his hand flashed out again, another sword appeared.