Chapter 820

"Well?" Handsome a Leng, thought my nose is not so bad to use it.

The mistake just made was just an accident.

But the next moment, it saw three figures, as if out of thin air, standing in the other three positions.

Four men in black, in a square, surrounded Chu Yan in the middle.

Although they were forty or fifty feet away from Chu Yan, at this time, they still gave people a feeling that there was no loophole and they could not escape.

"How fast! I didn't notice it at all For a while, he doubted his keen sense of smell.

"It's not your problem." Chu Yan looked at the friar in black who he was facing, comforted him and said, "Chu Xing has become smart, but in other words --"

Chu Yan's wrist trembled, and the eight wasteland halberd was already in his hand.

At the same time, the rest of the sentence also came out.

"I'm afraid the price he will pay this time is bigger than I thought."

"What price can he pay?" Handsome can't help asking.

"The only valuable thing in him is also what Wan Haimen values. It's nothing more than the constitution of the born demon python." Chu Yan said with a smile, his eyes narrowed, and a fine light flashed in his eyes. "It seems that this time, he has made a lot of money. He must kill me."

"Then what? These four guys - "handsome looking around for a week," are all diyuanjing

"It's the same as what Huang Si said. It's weaker than the Tang Dynasty." Chu Yan slightly shook his head, "but I still can't win them for the time being, and still four."

Handsome, this is the first time to hear Chu Yan admit that he is inferior to his opponent.

For a moment, it didn't know what to say.

At this time, Chu Yan suddenly moved.

"Ten thousand li idle court!"

Shua, Chu Yan rushed out.

"Yes! This is the right time to run! " Handsome immediately understand the meaning of Chu Yan, quickly applaud.

Then it saw that Chu Yanbi rushed towards the man in black in front of him.

"Death gaze!"

Handsome:

We can't win!

Boom!

There was a thunderous roar.

The eight wasteland halberd, with the smell of bleeding and fire, fell on the friar in black in front of him.

A large area of air, now are pumped clean, into a vacuum zone.

The ground along a straight line, from the foot of Chu Yan, has been toward the monk in black constantly collapsed.

Even now it's just the double pulse state, but the power of Chu Yan's attack is absolutely not everyone can underestimate.

The friar in black was the leader of the four.

In his eyes, there was a surprise, but the reaction was fast enough. At this moment, with a shake of his wrist, he took out a shell as big as the table top from the storage bag and blocked it in front of him.

The surface of the shell is full of light and mist. Obviously, it is not an ordinary item, and although it can not reach the level of spirit weapon, it is definitely not a sharp weapon.

"Half step weapon!" Chu Yan's eyes flashed a fine awn, and immediately recognized that the shell that the monk took out at the moment was a sharp weapon of the same level as the eight wasteland halberd.

But even at the same level, there are high and low.

The sharp weapon in front of the Chu hall must be broken!

Bang!

With a loud noise, the eight wasteland halberds collided violently with shells.

Circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spread out on the surface of the edge and shell of the eight wasteland halberd.

The monk in black looked surprised and stepped back seven or eight steps.

The light of the shell in his hand darkened rapidly. Suddenly, it burst into pieces with a dull sound.

Under the impact of Juli, Chu Yan flew back and landed in the center of the four again.

This scene is so handsome that I don't know whether it should be applauded or silent.

"You can shout well. I'm a little lower than him." Chu Yan spoke at this time.

"Oh, that --" handsome responded.

However, before the word "good" was uttered, Chu Yan continued: "but now it seems that it is very difficult for us to rush out."

Handsome:

"Then you have a way." Handsome took a deep breath and asked.

So to say, it is because it found that Chu Yan's face did not look flustered.

Even now, these four friars have slowly converged towards him.

From any angle, there is almost no chance of success for a monk with a dual mind and four monks with a single mind.

But even so, the four monks still kept a certain degree of caution, did not rush forward, but gradually compressed the activity space of Chu speech.

In this way, Chu Yan's last glimmer of hope was also strangled.

Just when the four monks were less than 20 Zhang away from Chu Yan, Chu Yan looked at them and said, "Hello!"

The four friars stopped and looked at him coldly.

"Do you know that there is a sect called Shanhai sect?" Chu Yan looks at the friar who leads to ask a way.

"Don't worry about your life. It's no use for anyone to plead with you." The leading friar said, "what's more, we haven't heard of Shanhai religion."

Originally thought Chu Yan would show a look of despair.

However, the monk found that after his voice fell, Chu Yan did not panic, but showed a smile.

"In this way, I can rest assured."

The corners of his mouth rise, and Chu Yan suddenly raises the eight wasteland halberd and stabs it fiercely toward the ground under his feet.

With a click, most of the halberds pierced into the ground.

"Big sun Yao dragon!"

At the next moment, the ground under Chu Yan's feet began to rise, and there was a continuous roar, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

As soon as the four monks' faces changed, they all stepped back.

Although they seem to have the advantage at the moment, they still dare not take it lightly in the face of the guy who killed Tang mu.

It's just strange that the roar below the earth's surface only lasted for a little while, and then calmed down.

Chu Yan at the foot of the uplift of the ground, but also gradually subsided.

Although through the split ground, you can vaguely see the unquenched flame inside, but that's it.

At this time, not only the four monks, including the handsome eyes, also showed a puzzled look, did not know the purpose of Chu Yan.

Waiting for a moment, seeing that there was no change at all, the four friars were getting cold and ready to give Chu Yan a fatal blow to complete the mission.

But at this time, the underground, which had already subsided, roared again.

This time, the movement was ten times larger than before Chu Yan!

More than that, the sound was like rolling thunder, which made people's blood surge in their chest. The ground was even more like being trampled by thousands of troops. It was constantly fluctuating, breaking, running, and the surging momentum of iron and steel was surging out from the feet of people.

The terrible momentum, as if the next moment the ground is about to explode, will all the people in the air.