Chapter 883: Friction friction

"Huangquan evil dragon."
Slightly spit out four words.
Chu Yan raised his left arm and went directly towards Daoman.
On one side is the eye-catching sword of Di Yuan Jing.
On one side was his five fingers that suddenly opened.
clang!
The next moment, a fierce collision, came the crunch of the impact of gold stones.
The waves of vibrations turned into ripples visible to the naked eye, and spread continuously.
Chu Yan's feet sank into the ground.
And his left hand firmly grasped Daoman at this moment.
"This……"
"how can that be!"
"Am I dreaming!"
After a brief period of silence, exclaimed exclaimed.
The eyes of those monks suddenly popped out of their eyes.
At this moment, in front of their eyes, a monk in a condensed state, with his own palm, really shook the martial arts of the monk in Yuanyuan!
In exchange for any of them, I'm afraid he has been split in half at the moment.
"you!"
The leading monk stared at Chu Yan at this moment, shocked and angry.
The other side was really, only one hand was used.
Now, he can't cut the blade forward by another inch.
"It's not just that."
Chu Yan smiled at each other.
The next moment, his face suddenly sank.
"Blood offering dafa!"
Guixu Tower on the ninth floor.
Chu Yan's latest mastery of gongfa.
The burst of blood in the body, in a flash, gained power several times beyond itself.
The leading monk's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and his eyes appeared with an incredible look.
At this moment, he saw Chu Yan's arm skyrocketing several times.
Suddenly, it looks like a thin rattan, and it becomes a giant tree!
Not only has it become thicker and longer, but the power has also become incredibly huge at this instant.
At this moment, the leading monk even had an illusion.
He is not facing a monk in a condensed state, but a human beast.
A real, ancient humanoid beast!
A roar.
The leading monk felt as if he were suddenly caught in the whirlpool of the sea.
In the face of this devastating, incompetent force, he was as weak as a gnat, only to be crushed relentlessly.
boom!
The long knife, along with the aura condensed by the aura, was instantly smashed into pieces.
The palm stretched forward, and he caught the lead monk's neck, hit him hard, and smashed him into the ground.
The ground exploded instantly, revealing a large pit.
And the power is far from stopping.
As Chu Yan's arms kept skyrocketing, the leading monk was embedded in the ground and pushed forward stiffly.
Crackling!
The ground was instantly smashed into a deep trench.
A lot of gravel and dirt piled up on both sides of the gully.
The monks around, looking at this scene at this moment, were frightened and frightened.
When have they seen such a scene?
Let ’s not talk about Chu Yan. At this moment, it ’s like a monster ’s arm. The condensed state just pressed the ground to the ground.
Now this scene, but the real "press friction."
At this time, the ground was roaring again.
The monks' hearts shivered together.
A huge black shadow was cast down. Suddenly, they saw Chu Yan's exaggerated arm and lifted the leading Diyuanjing monk from the ground.
Still leading to the opponent's neck, this leading monk, like a chicken at this moment, could not do anything at all.
He didn't know how many bones he had broken, but only the indescribable pain that came from every part of his body.
Feeling a pull of force, the leading monk suddenly opened his mouth and spit a large arrow of blood.
The next moment, the sky turned round.
"Wow--"
"hiss--"
Suddenly, there were uncontrollable exclaiming sounds and cold breathing sounds all around.
Because they saw that Chu Yan was holding the lead monk with one hand at the moment, and began to swing left and right, and fell down severely towards the ground.
boom!
boom!
Bang!
Bang Bang Bang Bang!
The crowd suddenly looked dumbfounded that the monk in Yuanyuan was now like a broken sack, grabbed by Chu Yan's arm, crossed the top of Chu Yan's head again and again, and fell to the left and right in turn.
Take a look!
Again and again!
The ground was smashed and blasted.
The stone was crushed and fried into powder.
Blood stains spread, spread, spread, and mix with sooty dust and powder, turning into shocking plasma.
A slamming sound and a beating sound seemed to fall on the hearts of these monks.
Someone had covered his chest, had difficulty breathing, his knees were weak, and he fell to the ground.
More people, eyes wide, held their breath, and looked up.
The figure of the constantly changing position on the left and right reflected in their pupils, fell to the ground again and again, and then rose into the air, crossed a semi-circular arc, and then landed.
For a moment, the scene was so quiet that only the sound of the monk's body falling to the ground was left.
I don't know how long, when Chu Yan stopped his movements, the leading monk in the Yuan Dynasty had no breath and could not die anymore.
More precisely, it is difficult to identify where his breathing organs are at this moment.
When Chu Yan let go of his hand, when this guy's body landed on the ground, it was not a muffled sound, but a sound of rags that seemed to be soaked with blood and water.
A ball of rotten meat.
The bones almost shattered.
Reiki can be released outside, and even protect the body. The body condensed in the veins of the monk does not know how many times the Yuanyuan Realm.
Chu Yan retracted his arm that had been enlarged because of the blood sacrifice dafa, looked at the people around him, and shook his hands at will: "Who else?"
Easy freehand, calm tone.
It seems that the monk just killed is not a monk who is higher than himself, but just a half-dead catfish.
There was silence all around, and the needle could be heard.
Many people don't even have the courage to look up at Chu Yan at this time.
Grunt--
Someone swallowed hard.
At this moment I don't know how many people have dry mouth, cold hands and feet.
Wan Haimen's mission is not as scary as writing this person.
Chu Yan's eyes fell on the rest of the Wanhaimen disciples.
In addition to that place, there were two or three million Haimen disciples at the scene, mingling with the crowd.
They know the resentment of Chu Yan and Ben Men.
At this moment, when they saw Chu Yan's gaze towards them, the disciples were instantly scared, with their legs soft, and collapsed to the ground.
If they hadn't been defeated before, they might have thought they could escape.
After all, everyone is in the Diyuan Realm. They all carry their heads on their shoulders. They really want to escape and escape. In this intricate Inu Mountain, you may not be able to chase us.
But at this moment, they are not even thinking of running away.
Chu Yan's powerful beheading has just frightened their courage.
"No, don't kill me, I can give you an important message!" At this time, one of his disciples of Wanhaimen could not bear the huge pressure and shouted out in tears.