Chapter 139： True Martial Kill

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.

Cut sword style!

I used the power of a sword to cut it down. There was no obstacle at all. The figure was shuttled. The wooden sword was like a dragon and clouds. The sword was in chaos. His blood was poured down like the water of nine days.

Xun flashed his thoughts, and when Chu Yan landed, he was pierced with a sword!

A random sword, but it is full of potential!

The cypress sword is bright, and it shines with extremely strong light, like the burning sun that tears the clouds. It is extremely dazzling and cannot be seen directly, but it flashes into the shadows and disappears. It is difficult to find the trace.

Suddenly, in the entire space, the sword mang masterpiece, the sword gas like a dragon, in all directions, cut through the sky, swept away like a wave.

The first sword-raising sword style, most of the students in the blue suit can resist.

But, the swords that were subsequently waved were all sturdy, and they were like bamboo shoots, passing by all the way, flesh and blood shattered, and the corpses were all over the ground!

The way of blood, the way of flesh!

Stretching along the ground trace cut off by the sword gas, more than a dozen corpses fell, and the blood flowed into the river!

Among the more than 20 disciples of Wu Lanyi Zong, a dozen died under the swords of Chu Yan.

The remaining few people are as dead as chickens!

Terrible! too terrifying!

When the storm of sword qi just came, these disciples in the blue clothing only felt the sky falling apart, their eyes were full of bright light, and the coldness in their bones made them even powerless to dodge.

The whole body trembled, watching the Jian Mang crushing straight, too late to resist!

Whether it is Chu Yan's sword or that spooky body style, they are not comparable at all!

And, in the blink of an eye, more than thirty disciples of Lan Yizong were beheaded and killed.

This ... still farting!

Escape!

For a moment, the few blue-clothed disciples who trembled and turned pale all consciously turned and fled!

As if, behind them, there is a devil, wielding the blood blade, harvesting life at will!

"Escape !?"

I saw several disciples of Lan Yizong turning, Chu Yan's eyes lightened, a gleam of coldness flashed, and then his body burst into shape.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Sword fluttering, blood splashing, head flying!

A few disciples of the Blue Yizong who have just begun their physical training, face the direction of the Blue Yizong camp, fall on their backs and die!

After Xuan beheaded the fleeing Lan Yizong disciples, Chu Yan quickly passed by them, reached out and waved, and put away a dead body.

More than thirty corpses disappeared on the spot, even those corpses that died in front of the battle, Chu Yan didn't let go of them, and they were completely exhausted from the Raksha space!

These corpses are not low, the most important thing is the large number, among them there are some very talented talents.

After waiting for the end of the war, burning these corpses and refining them into authenticity will definitely help oneself improve again.

Subsequently, Chu Yan added to the middle zone, throwing his robe, and proudly stood up, glanced at all directions.

As far as his eyes are concerned, all are dull faces. Whether it is the Blue Yizong or the three major gates, everyone is in a state of loss.

Suddenly, the scene of more than 100,000 people on both sides fell into a dead silence again.

More than thirty disciples of the Lan Yizong from Jiutian, the refining environment, were killed only by Chu Yan!

No one survives!

Everyone is stupid!

No one believes this scene before me!

Jaina is a group of more than thirty martial arts soldiers in the refining atmosphere. It almost represents a level of disciples in the Lan Yizong.

In this way, from today, among the tens of thousands of disciples in Lan Yizong, there will be a blank fault. In addition to the disciples of the Eighth Heaven who refined the gas, there will only be disciples of the first heaven of the Heavens.

The disciples at the level of Jiu-Jiang, the refining atmosphere, all died in the hands of the boy in black robe in front of him!

意义 What does this mean?

This is equivalent to destroying some of the foundation of a sect!

Not too far away, the three figures in front of the Lan Yizong camp trembled slightly, violent killings soared into the sky, and ascended into a large black airstream in the air.

"Sin barrier! Give me death!"

A scream of thunder and a thunderous sound that shocked everyone!

Among the three elders in blue clothes, the middle man was dull and watery, his face was bruised and his eyes twitched.

The murderous black cloud above the top of the **** was suddenly solidified, turned into a huge palm, and was photographed towards Chu Yan Linkong.

掌 This palm print is mixed with deep infuriation. Under the urging of the wind, the wind and the sky change, as the sky collapses, with the constant sound of thunder, it is loud and loud.

I saw that the black palm print was crushing from the head, covering the range of nearly a thousand steps around, giving people a boundless feeling.

Suddenly, Chu Yan only felt the top of the sky, her whole body was stiff, and her hair suddenly rose.

Danger! death!

A chill rose from the bottom of my heart, straight through the bone marrow, and the deep irresistible and death breath enveloped Chu Yan's body.

Tie Cang! Elder Lan Yizong's inner door was built to have reached the dual world of Zhenwu Realm, surpassing Chu Yan's two realms.

Suddenly shot, UU reading www.uuksansu.com makes Chu Yan have no power to fight back.

In the face of mortal killing, Chu Yan's eyes are red, two cyclones in his body are moving at a rapid speed, and the black qi is surging.

Wait for death! ? No, never!

Lu Chuyan's violent anger continued to flow. Instantly, she felt a stiff body suddenly loosen. Then, when she was about to perform the Rakshasa body, suddenly, a vision suddenly emerged.

In the distance, a tens of feet of palm strength struck from the direction of Ling Tianzong. The mighty spirit brought the winds and waves, and under immense power, like a flood of wild beasts rushed and hit hard Above the black palm print in the air.

Boom!

Two black and white palm prints slammed into each other suddenly, and the explosion exploded. The violent exhalation force directly flew Chu Yanzhen upside down and flew thousands of steps before falling before the Ling Tianzong camp.

"Cang Tie! You look for death ...!"

The elder Wu Lingtianzong's applause, like a thunderous billowing, condensed like vigor, swept away towards the Lan Yizong.

I was just before the death of Chu Yan. Wu Fa, the internal elder before Ling Tianzong's camp, shot in time and blocked the palm of Elder Lan Yizong Cang Tie.

Huh!

After Chu Yan fell to the ground, Chu mouth was bleeding, but she was already injured.

Zhong De, the general of the mad cow legion, stared at his eyes, suddenly rushed out, grabbing Chu Yan thousands of steps away.

At this time, Chu Yan, pale, with blood on the corners of his mouth, stood beside Elder Wu, glaring at the blue elder Cang Tie in the distance.

Although injured by two Jin Wujing attackers, fortunately, when Elder Ling Tianzong and Wu Fa shot, they were originally to protect Chu Yan, so the palm shot was from the bottom up , Hold to the black palm print in the air.

Because of this, Chu Yan suffered only minor injuries.