Chapter 895

After Chu Yan said this sentence, the scene once again fell into a frightening silence.

Many people at the moment looked at Chu Yan's eyes, began to lax up.

They even wonder if they are dreaming now.

Just now so many people together, even if it's a land, I'm afraid it's all blown to pieces.

And he a coagulation pulse state, although is coagulation pulse state triple perfect, but without damage, that is a bit too exaggerated.

"He, he's pushing, he's pretending!"

There was a man roaring at the moment.

Chu Yan didn't look back, and his backhand hit him with a halberd.

The friar was split in half from the middle in an instant.

There is no drag and tear in killing people.

Chu Yan proved with facts that no one can support better than him even if he is strong.

At this moment, the monks at the scene had only one idea in mind: How did he do it.

"Blame me for working harder than you."

Seems to be to see what people think in the heart, Chu Yan sneer.

Just now Chu Yan didn't dodge, he was completely relying on the body, shook the crowd that wave of strong kill move.

Chu Yan's reliance is immortal and demonic.

It's the hellish practice that he experienced in order to promote immortal body.

At this stage, sword wants to hurt him again.

No matter how many swords and martial arts, it's just a meaningless accumulation in quantity.

If we can't achieve qualitative change, we can't hurt Chu Yan.

The so-called qualitative change can only be changed from a sharp weapon to a spiritual one.

But the monk of Ning Mai Jing can't use the spirit weapon at all.

Naturally, these monks at the scene did not know what Chu Yan had done for immortality.

What's more, under the attack of the same weapon, immortal demons will become more and more defensive.

In other words, Chu Yan is the stronger the Vietnam War is!

In the beginning, he could compete with others.

Now, he can crush everyone on the spot!

No one understood the reason, so in the silence, people could only hear their own violent heartbeat.

"It's our turn next."

Chu Yancai didn't care about people's startled eyes.

These people come to kill themselves.

From the first hundred to the present thousand.

And I have only one person!

In this case, why can't you kill yourself back!

What's more, I don't need an explanation for Chu Yan's murder.

All of a sudden, the whole body of Chu Yan seems to be able to suppress the eternal atmosphere.

At this moment, he was absolutely strong and oppressed the people around him.

One man, one thousand.

I see a thousand people alone!

"Extremely angry sword intention!"

"Blood sacrifice Dafa!"

One hand is a half step weapon, and the other hand is a giant's arm.

Chu Yan made a bold move.

Between waving, countless blood waves gush out.

Wherever you go, every friar is killed.

Circle by circle, layer by layer.

The open space around Chu Yan became larger and larger.

The plasma on the ground is getting thicker and thicker.

This area of the mountain peak, for a moment, seems to have become a Shura field and a bloody hell.

One of the disciples of Wan Haimen who took out the iron cone before is still alive.

At the moment, seeing this scene, he was almost scared to death. Without hesitation, he turned around and ran away.

Chu Yan swept his arm.

An iron cone that fell on the ground suddenly burst out like a meteor and exploded the monk like fireworks in the air.

Before the attack Chu Yan monks, a moment, he was cleaned up.

Almost all of these people were beaten to pieces.

The body was torn apart and scattered all around.

Other friars, at this time, did not have the previous violence, one by one pale, panic.

But they have no chance to escape!

Chu Yan's lengthened arm slapped on the ground, five fingers deep into the rock, and then yanked.

Crackle!

He lifted a rock that could stand dozens of people.

The friar standing on the rock suddenly screamed and fell around.

Chu Yan's other hand, the eight wasteland halberd, followed.

Boom!

A critical blow in the air seems to be an iron mountain peak, which can be directly blasted.

These ten friars were completely destroyed.

Don't mention the corpse. In a flash, all of them turned into a mist of blood, wriggling in the mid air, coagulating but not dispersing.

"How could that be?"

"Run away!"

"This guy can't be killed!"

"It's not immortality, it's invincible at all!"

"Run away!"

"If you don't run away, you can't go away!"

"This is a monster!"

All of a sudden, in addition to the explosion, scream, howl, the most is the scream of panic.

Ning Mai Jing is triple perfect. One person is chasing more than 1000 monks in the same realm.

No one can stop him.

No one dares to stop it!

As long as you see Chu Yan's hands, all of them have been scared to death at this time!

But Chu didn't care.

As long as the enemy appears before his eyes, he will die.

No one is going to escape!

The hot blood kept falling on him.

Chu Yan is just like a demon now.

One hundred!

Two hundred!

Three hundred!

Four hundred!

When Chu Yan killed five hundred people, all of them were covered with blood, the monks at the scene began to flee.

Originally, there were a few people waiting for Chu Yan to be exhausted, so as to seize the opportunity to kill him.

But Chu Yan's performance now, let alone the killing, the escape of these people is a problem!

So this time in the dog god mountain, such a spectacle appeared.

Originally, the monks on the mountain were all scared to fly away. They fled to the bottom of the mountain and blocked up with the monks.

And this block, let Chu Yan catch up smoothly.

"Extremely angry sword intention!"

In a flash, the sea of blood surged up again.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that it would develop like this in advance.

In the fierce fight, the number of monks who died in the hands of Chu Yan also rose sharply.

Six hundred!

Seven hundred!

Eight hundred!

Nine hundred!

Nine hundred and fifty!

Nine hundred and ninety!

Shua!

With a row of six or seven monks being cut off, Chu Yan has killed a thousand opponents in the same territory.

And at this time, he suddenly a cold smile, a step suddenly rushed out.

The friar in front of him was shocked. Before he could react, he was crushed by Chu Yan.

With a wave of his arm, he tore open the blood mist, and Chu Yan grabbed the black friar in front of him.

Before Chu Yan killed people, at least one move.

More time, eight wild kill God halberd wave, at least five or six monks died.

Blood sacrifice Dafa is even more terrible. The arm like a giant beast will die when it is wiped.

But at this time, he just pulled off the black monk's arm.

And the friar, with a leap, jumped to a big stone nearby.

The friar lost his arm, but at this time, he could not see the slightest hurt and pain on his face. His eyes narrowed and looked at Chu Yan.

A moment later, the friar said, "how do you know it's me?"