Chapter 894

Road edge, at the moment like lightning, interwoven into a net, toward Chu Yan shrouded.

All the vitality, this moment has been lost.

All escape routes are blocked.

"You can't escape!"

"I dare to be tough when I'm dying!"

"Ready to take his head!"

"The head is the certificate, don't be taken away by others!"

"Go to hell!"

The monks who came up from the siege were all red eyed at this moment.

Greed is written on everyone's face.

The reward offered by Wan Haimen is too attractive.

Even if you Chu Yan just showed strong, so what.

Now let's do it together. No matter how powerful you are, there is only one way out.

In the sound of the flood, Chu Yan slowly raised the eight wasteland halberd.

"Listen up --"

Chu Yan spoke.

It's strange that his voice is so clear in the roaring around him, just like everyone's ears at the scene.

"My name is Chu Yan, but --"

"Many people call me tiger!"

Boom!

As the voice fell, Chu Yan suddenly grasped the eight wasteland halberd.

A bright light, instant burst, shooting, as if penetrating all things, extinction of the world.

"Big sun Yao dragon!"

The flames poured out like torrents and waterfalls.

Bright and dazzling light, magma like temperature, instantly shrouded on the spot.

The roaring edge is swallowed, melted and exploded in an instant.

Crackle!

In a flash, the reversal is gorgeous, the people are confused, the rules are sinking, and the world is spinning.

All the people at the scene could not help but feel a buzz in their heads.

A wave of fear came naturally.

Almost immediately, they felt their souls begin to shake.

They seemed to hear the deafening roar of the tiger in the constant flames.

At this time, Chu Yan waved the eight wasteland halberd again.

This time, he aimed at his nearest enemy.

The breath of immortality emanates from the eight wasteland halberd, which seems to kill everything.

"Extremely angry sword intention!"

Extremely angry sword intention is a kind of momentum, a kind of skill, a kind of spiritual perception.

It doesn't have to be a sword.

As long as you understand the meaning of the sword, even a willow branch or a chopstick can kill all enemies.

In a flash, the edge of the eight wasteland halberd shocked the eight wasteland Liuhe, sweeping all directions.

Shua, Shua, Shua!

Crackle!

Those friars who were touched, suddenly, screamed and were immediately blasted.

The body didn't have time to fly out, so it was fried in situ into a thick pulp of flesh and blood.

The flames are flying and the blood is spraying.

At a glance, these monks in the last moment of life, blooming bright light.

In a flash, all the twenty or thirty friars around them were fried into blood mud, which spread a thick floor.

Chu Yan around a region, suddenly appeared a strange open space.

Frightened by his momentum, many monks showed fear on their faces at this moment.

Some people even shivered and fell to the ground.

At this time, a roar sounded in the crowd.

"Don't retreat, everyone!"

"Look at us!"

"This man will die today!"

Voice down, three shadows, suddenly jumped out of the crowd.

Bang bang!

Each sleeve, shot out a long iron cone, nailed to the ground, in a triangle, will Chu Yan in the middle.

Each of these three iron cones is about four or five feet long. The whole body is dark. The mouth of the bowl is thick and thin, and the surface is engraved with fine and complex lines.

"Ming Wen!" Chu Yan's eyes were fixed.

"Not bad!" One of the three said grimly, "Chu Yan, you won't make some changes after you have suffered so many losses in your hands."

The man's voice did not fall, suddenly, his eyes widened, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes.

At the moment, the sound of cool air was also heard all around.

Because everyone clearly saw that Chu Yan's left arm suddenly became thicker and longer without reason, just like a thick vine, pulling out a suffocating shadow in the air, and suddenly stretched out.

He jammed the Friar's neck, slammed him into the ground, and then pushed him forward for several feet.

The friars along the way were scared to escape.

The one who couldn't dodge was hit by this terrible arm full of twisted muscles and muscles, and suddenly screamed. The blood and internal organs in his mouth sprayed together and flew out. His face was like gold paper, and he was dead.

When Chu Yan took back his arm, the friar who was stuck in his neck had already died.

Not only did not breathe, even the body was on the ground to become thin friction in general.

The ravine on the ground is full of shocking crimson.

"No, the sea is boundless!" In front of the iron cone, the other two friars suddenly saw their faces, roared and slapped their fingers on the top of the iron cone.

With a buzz, the lines on the surface of the iron cone shine a blue light.

Suddenly, a thick blue, as if it were sea water, filled the triangle area surrounded by the three iron cones.

Chu Yan, who was in this area, immediately felt that his body was immersed in the sea.

Not only was the breath full of sea breeze, but it became extremely difficult to move his body. More importantly, Chu Yan could not step on the ground at this moment, and his body floated out of the air, just like floating in the sea.

"He can't hide!"

"Good chance!"

"Kill him!"

They all looked happy. Without any hesitation, suddenly, the sword and the sword, like a flood, bombarded Chuyan.

Boom!

It's like an inflated ball explodes.

The area surrounded by three iron cones distorts and deforms, and finally explodes abruptly.

All of a sudden, the nearest friars were swept and overturned.

These people vomited blood, fell out, and fell like gourds all over the ground with the people behind them.

Wan Haimen, who was in front of one of the iron cones, was hit in half by the iron cone which was shot out of the air at the moment of the explosion.

However, the disciple was not dead at the moment, and he was crawling up and down the stairs, whining in pain.

But at this time, no one at the scene paid attention to him.

With nervous and excited mood, everyone looked towards the center of the explosion.

"That guy's body won't be blown to pieces."

"It's hard to say."

"If you blow your head to pieces, how can you get a reward?"

Just as everyone was talking, a cry of surprise came from the crowd.

"How could that be?"

With this voice with a trembling cry, the scene instantly quiet down.

All of us couldn't believe our eyes for a moment.

Among the slowly spreading smoke and dust, Chu Yan was looking at them coldly, holding the eight wasteland halberd.

He's not hurt!

The eyes were full of scorn.

"I'm very brave."

Looking at the crowd, Chu Yan sneered.