Chapter 660

"It's you?" Ji was stunned.

Obviously, he didn't expect that Chu Yan, who had been beaten by him, could appear again.

But soon, the look on his face was replaced by ferocity.

"It's just the right time for you to come. Let's die together."

Boom!

The red blood devil's arm is like a huge wave, which collides violently with the sword cut by Chu Yan.

The deafening roar makes people feel that the void is about to collapse.

The center of the explosion is like a black hole, which will swallow everything around and completely annihilate.

A large pit with a diameter of nearly 30 meters was directly blasted on the ground, and more fragments appeared as if they were torn wounds, spreading towards the surrounding areas.

Ji crazy God arm a shock, eyes show a trace of incredible, pedal pedal back seven or eight steps, quickly looked up toward the direction of Chu Yan.

At this moment, he was even more surprised to find that the power of his attack was blocked by the other party!

All the people behind Chu Yan are intact!

At that moment, he was like a wall, protecting everyone behind him.

"Damn it

In the heart secretly scolds a, the next moment Ji crazy spirit breathing a stagnant.

Because he reacted, Chu Yan disappeared!

After he blocked his blow, he disappeared at this time.

Between lightning and flint, Ji Fanshen only felt a flash of white light in his brain. Thinking of what happened before, he suddenly scolded: "asshole, come here again!"

"Since it works, why don't I use it."

At this time, Chu Yan cold voice, in Ji crazy God body side ring out.

Block the other party hit that moment, Chu Yan on the idle court ten thousand li, toward Ji crazy God approaching.

Opportunities are created. Obviously, since there are opportunities, we should seize them.

"Extremely angry sword intention!"

Chu Yan raised his hand and cut it with a sword.

For a moment, the sword was like the scorching sun, melting everything, swallowing everything, advancing layer by layer, surging towards Ji crazy God.

"Too slow!"

Ji crazy God's eyes flashed and roared.

"Baji Xuangang true body!"

"Red blood devil king's arm!"

Boom!

There was a huge sound, which was deafening and powerful. One punch went towards the sword.

At this moment, compared with Ji kuangshen's strength, Chu Yan's sword was like a pearl of rice, flickering and dying at any time.

"Slow? What about this? " Chu speech is not quick, mouth slowly prominent two words, "flow wind."

Hum!

With a concussion, a light flashed on the wave breaking sword.

In a flash, the cutting speed of wave breaking sword increased five times!

At this moment, the speed of the sword is unbelievable. It is like the Milky way falling from the sky. It pulls out a piece of brilliant brilliance, which makes people feel excited and unable to look directly at it.

"Ming Wen!" Ji crazy God instant reaction, breathing a stagnation.

At this time, he remembered that the broken Star building was good at inscriptions and arrays.

Obviously, before this competition, Chu Yan's inscription on breaking wave sword was more than that.

"Break the armor!"

Sharp edge, at the moment is emerging as a thin streamer as hair.

Although the streamer is very thin, the sharpness is ten times more powerful than the sword!

Shua!

In an instant, the sword cut open the condensed air, and then it fell on Ji's forearm as if it were crashing on the steel.

Ji crazy God's most proud Baji Xuangang real body, this moment emerged a layer of light golden light.

But this light, just appeared, was split by the double power of Liufeng and armor breaking.

Shua!

The edge of the sword fell into Ji's arm.

It's only half an inch, but at this moment, it really makes Ji crazy feel incomparable shame and pain.

The spring of blood gushed out in a flash.

Ji crazy God's face, at the same time emerged pain, anger, confusion, doubt, all kinds of mixed look.

"How could you..."

Ji crazy God hope to Chu speech, words have not finished, see each other cold eyes, suddenly heart a quiver.

Ji crazy God has a kind of feeling, the other side's offensive, I'm afraid has not stopped.

Sure enough, the next moment, Ji crazy God saw Chu Yan lips gently move, spit out two words again.

"Heavy tools."

Liufeng, broken armor and heavy weapon -- three inscriptions on the broken wave sword.

A dark color of light appeared, Ji crazy god suddenly felt the pressure on his body of the huge sword, the weight increased ten times.

If it used to be an iron plate smashed on his arm, now it is a small building made of pure steel, smashed on him.

Bang!

A critical blow in midair, the air gushed out layer by layer.

Ji crazy God looked up and spat out a blood arrow, and flew out like a meteor.

After flying out for tens of meters and hitting on the ground, there was a high bounce, smashed through a wall, and then stopped.

"Win, win!" Cao Feng in the distance flashed an excited look in his eyes.

When he turned to look at Chu Yan, he saw that there was no relaxed look on Chu Yan's face.

Cao Feng's heart sank and his face turned white again.

As if to confirm the ominous guess in his heart, the next moment, there was a crash. Behind the collapsed wall, there was the sound of gravel being turned up.

Immediately came a bang, the sound of the wall being blasted by bare hands.

In the debris and smoke, Ji's figure became clear as he stepped forward.

"This, how can this be --"

Cao Feng swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. He felt that his throat was very dry.

Although he didn't personally experience the three inscriptions of Chu Yan, as a disciple of the six major sects, he was also the best among the disciples of the emperor's pavilion, so he had the vision and insight.

In his opinion, not to mention the monk of ningmaijing, even if he was the inner disciple of ningmaijing, he would not be able to stand up in a short time if he was hit by Chu Yan.

But Ji crazy God actually made the response in the first time.

"Monster, these two people are monsters..." Cao Feng felt that his stomach was shaking. He took a cool breath and made a judgment in his heart.

In the smoke and dust, Ji Furen came out step by step.

When he stood opposite Chu Yan again, Ji crazy God looked embarrassed at this time.

A head of red hair, at this time because of a lot of dust and stone powder, become half gray half red, mottled.

His body is also stained with a large amount of dust, and the blood of his chest and palm is mixed with dust and becomes sticky.

One of the most serious injuries came from his arm.

Ji crazy God's left forearm close to the wrist position, a wound, deep visible bone, almost cut off his whole wrist.

At this time, the wound of his chest and palm had stopped bleeding, but the wound of his arm was still pouring out a lot of blood.

At this time, the blood was all over his forearm and palm, flowing down his fingers, dropping to the ground, splashing out blood on the ground full of smoke and dust.

"Who are you?"

Just when Cao Feng thought Ji was going to shout out something, he saw Ji asking such a question with a calm look.