Chapter 2148

Chu Yan's divine sense attacks without warning.

There was a white light on the Friar's body, and it burst to pieces.

The monk's face turned pale in an instant.

"Well? A magic weapon to protect divine consciousness? " Chu Yan was a bit surprised.

The monk with the gourd on his back was sweating.

He does have a magic weapon to protect his divine sense, in order to prevent his opponent's divine sense attack.

But he did not think that the other side's divine sense attack, even all of a sudden, his magic weapon to blow up!

Just imagine, if there is no such magic weapon, the other party's divine sense of this hit, it is not to put themselves directly into an idiot?

Read so, he even heart beat all missed a beat, looking at Chu Yan's eyes, also at this moment full of panic.

Where on earth did the monk come from? He was so powerful.

At this time, it was not only the monk with the gourd on his back, but also the disciples of xianyizong who came with him. When they saw the scene, they were all pale and their legs were weak.

Originally, it was a straight sword hovering in the air. At the moment, all of them are crooked, their aura is disordered, and they can't stand steadily.

They all hold the same mind, at the moment toward Chu Yan look.

And this one eye, is almost to frighten their soul to fly away.

The monk on the other side is a real person in Zifu!

Before they pursued the big demon, they didn't notice the state of Chu Yan.

Besides, xianyizong is the only clan in our country. Where do you need to look at others.

So from the beginning, after discovering that Chu Yan was not a disciple of his own school, they didn't care about each other's realm at all.

But when Chu Yan really shot, it was found that he even kicked the iron plate.

"You, you..." the friar with the gourd on his back said twice. Suddenly he pulled down the gourd on his back and hit the sky with a golden light.

The light was like fireworks, straight into the sky, and then exploded.

In a flash, a pattern full of tension, as if the sun was shining in the sky, burst out a dazzling light.

"The battle is over!" The disciple with the gourd on his back quickly stepped back, "just stop for a moment! Elder martial brother Cen will be here soon! "

When the other disciples heard the speech, they suddenly got a boost of spirit, and turned into a powerful defensive array with their swords intertwined in front of them.

And the leading disciple also held the gourd at this moment. With a little finger, the surface of the gourd was shining and shining, making the formation more solid.

The signal for help has just been sent out, and reinforcement will arrive soon.

These disciples also understand that with their strength, they are definitely not the opponents of the real purple mansion.

So what they have to do is protect themselves.

Just delay for a moment.

Seeing these disciples asking for help, Chu Yan was not happy.

However, when they saw the sword formation, Chu Yan flashed a bright light in his eyes.

Although the realm of these friars, who call themselves the immortal sect, is just the realm of heaven, their sword array is as one as a whole, stable and extraordinary. They have a great posture to stop the immortal Zifu from attacking with all his strength.

Even the light of huff and puff gives people a feeling that they can fight back at any time.

With a sweep of divine knowledge, Chu Yan immediately found that the monks holding the sword, including the immortal sword in their hands, had a kind of connection.

"Good sword formation!" Chu Yan a light drink, stretch out a hand to grasp past.

"Be careful!" The disciple with the gourd on his back suddenly felt nervous and drank it.

At the same time, in the distance of the forest, a clear roar, accompanied by the sound of the wind hunting, suddenly swept, and quickly approached.

A strong momentum, surging, oppression.

"Brother CEN is here!" In the sword array, one of the disciples called out happily.

In the strong wind, the strong male voice was like a drum beating on the battlefield, which made people's blood and brain boil: "who dares to touch my immortal disciple!"

"Oh." Chu Yan sneered, five fingers one, a grasp.

The fingernails became longer and longer. In the void, they drew the path. With a hiss, they tore the sword array to pieces like tearing paper.

"Bold!"

There was a roar of thunder in the sky.

A thunder, zizizuo ring, after falling, into a hundred Zhang giant blade, directly cut down toward Chu Yan.

The shining white light made the faces of the disciples in the sword formation even whiter.

"What are you!" As soon as Chu Yan reached for it, he sealed all the tendons and veins of the five immortal disciples and threw them at his feet. At the same time, he waved his other hand to the huge blade and said, "Taiyi leaves the fire knife!"

The flame light blade suddenly split the thunder, whistling toward the figure, almost in an instant, in front of the man.

"What The flying elder martial brother Cen was surprised.

The flame light blade cuts face to face. At this moment, his divine sense jumps wildly.

In a trance, as if he had fallen into the fire purgatory, to be frustrated.

"Hunhe crazy blade!"

But his reaction was also very fast. In a flash, the void behind him collapsed deeply, and the torrent turned into an iron fist.

This fist seems to be able to break the sky and hit the flame blade at once.

Bang!

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The flame light blade split into the fist.

First cut the five fingers directly, and then cut them into the palm.

A large area of water, boiling directly, instantly turned into water mist steam, diffused around.

All of a sudden, it became foggy.

The fist, which was formed by the current, was burned to pieces in just a moment.

Boiling water, hualala, turned into torrential rain pouring down.

The big trees in the forest were immediately scalded by boiling water.

The leaves are all soft and wet, drooping down, filled with a green taste.

Elder martial brother Cen retreated a hundred Li in a hurry to avoid the edge of the flame blade.

At this moment, he felt wet behind him.

But then, a feeling of exasperation filled his chest.

Arm a shake, a painting halberd in hand.

Two dragon shadows, one shining with thunder, the other surging with fury, gave out a deafening roar at the same time.

"Bold!"

This roar, shock all over the sky, are instant collapse.

But in the ear of Chu Yan, it is full of the taste of lust.

"Who are you, the disciple of my immortal sect? Have you thought about it

As soon as he opened his mouth, he splashed the dirty water of the enemy clan.

The disciples of xianyizong, who were caught by Chu Yan, could talk though they were blocked by Chu Yan.

The friar, who was carrying a gourd on his back, opened his mouth and yelled: "elder martial brother Cen, this man stopped us from catching the black feather demon, and he is full of evil spirit, absolutely not a good kind! Please help zongmen and ask the elder to suppress him! "