Chapter 1323: One wall at a time

"Broken spirit?"
Xu Muran froze.
This insidious secret is unique to his men's Qi Ning.
But soon, he reacted.
This must be after the killing of Qi Ning, the group scattered the opponent's spirits over, and now they are used to deal with them.
In the past, I used Duan Ling San to deal with other people, so I don't know how hot this secret medicine is.
Now seeing Liancheng waiting for others to look down, and having a lack of energy, Xu Muran suddenly felt bitter.
Before that, he never thought that he would one day be dealt with by his own means.
After practicing the reminder, Xu Muran felt as if he had all seen it, there was a touch of light green mist, with a fierce, vicious smell, and surrounded everyone.
With that thought in mind, he sweated coldly behind him, and hurried back, for fear of being contaminated by that broken spirit.
Seeing Xu Muran's actions, Liancheng et al.'S face first appeared a sorrow and then despair.
"Brother Xu ..." Liancheng mumbled.
He did not expect that Xu Muran, who had the amulet of the North King, was so timid that he gave up on them.
But he just spit out three words.
The next moment, a large stream of blood sprayed out from his throat and chest.
With the blood springing from the chest, there was the arm of the man in black.
Without the operation of the aura, the monk's body is actually stronger than ordinary people.
Suddenly, the trained body completely collapsed to the ground.
Blood gushed from the wound, and his eyes gradually dissipated.
Until death, his eyes were in the direction of Xu Muran.
The man in black was naturally the puppet that had been given to Lin Miaoran by Chu Yan.
This puppet, Lin Miaoran has been collecting it personally.
When they broke up and were caught by Qi Ning and others, they relied on the handsomeness and the performance of this uncle.
As for the broken spirit scattered with the people in black, it was Uzrama's idea.
She hated Qi Ning, and hated Xu Muran who assigned it.
So she hid Broken Spirit in her fingers.
In this way, with the unconsciousness of God, God did not know the ghost, and scattered the broken spirit.
At this moment, the monk who had broken Ling San was more than a few people.
It's just that they are the closest, so they are also the hardest hit.
The monk was unable to mobilize the aura in his body, so when faced with a puppet that was almost the same as his own strength, there was no chance of winning.
I suddenly launched.
The figure looked like a black sharp blade, and slammed forward.
The remaining disciples of Tianyazong had a big mouth open above their throats.
There was an incredible look in each of their eyes, and even if they were covering their necks, the blood spring was squirting from their fingers.
After a few moments, a few people fell to the ground, twitching slightly, giving more air and less air.
The black-clad man again cut off some bad-hearted monks who came over, grabbed Li Xiu and others, and jumped in a handsome direction.
The handsome man was well prepared and kicked with four hoofs on the ground.
Suddenly, the ground shook.
Many monks suddenly fell to the ground.
And its white body leaped high by the force of this kick.
A large pile of hill-like white fat flew through the air in the midst of the air, steadily catching him and the captives.
After landing, the handsome man immediately exerted his strength to feed and ran in the direction of Lin Miaoran and others.
"Catch them! Ziweimen will never treat you!"
Xu Muran blushed and shouted loudly.
With his encouragement, among the crowd, someone immediately chased after the handsome butt.
However, they had just rushed out more than ten feet, and a blade of light slashed them from a distance, with a bang, tearing the ground and crossing them.
The seven or eight monks who rushed to the front had no chance of screaming, and were torn into pieces.
Ground bones, mixed with hot blood, spilled on the ground.
In this scene, everyone who was chasing behind was trembling.
"Chu! Words!"
Xu Muran roared.
At this moment, he gritted a tooth.
"you call me?"
His Highness Chu smiled suddenly, and then cut it off again.
The group of monks who had just been scared to death, suddenly there were seven or eight people, they were chopped into dozens of pieces, and they were scattered and scattered on the ground.
The remaining monks were immediately frightened, turned around, ran their heads, and ran away, afraid to chase again.
Chu Yan glanced obliquely, seeing that at this moment the black-clad cormorant had leaped from the handsome man and ran towards the oblique front.
的 What to do at this moment is to take away the fallen clouds and clothes and sugar candy.
In this process, Chu Yan stood in front of the crowd, carrying Yan Yan.
It was only less than a mile away from the crowd at the scene.
But between the two sides, more than a dozen corpses were still hot.
There were more than a dozen corpses, and a chaos caused by the handsomeness just now, for a moment, no one thought about killing again to compete for the reward given by Xu Muran.
Xu Muran himself would not rush up at this time.
He had a taste in his mouth.
However, Chu Yan, who stood by the knife, stood there as if it were a wall that was too high to see, and a low gap was not seen, let alone sprinting forward, even if the following thoughts were generated Can't help it.
Those people who were killed before are now piled up one by one! Chu Yan, while watching the crowd in front of him, looked distractedly at handsome and black.
The two of them, at this moment, had already taken the people who had been taken captive, and rushed far away. In a moment, they could meet with Lin Miaoran.
At this time, the monks headed by Xu Muran, even if they wanted to chase, they must be too late.
Seeing this, Chu Yan's heart finally let go.
He was very clear, although at this moment don't look at him to deter this group of people.
But this is only a short-term effect after confusion.
If he is now in a state of mind, there is no problem in suppressing this group of people with momentum.
But for now, he is just a land.
And it is not yet complete.
The resulting deterrence will be time-bound.
And this time limit, with the passage of time, and the chaos just subsided gradually, and shorter and shorter.
After a while, the handsome man and the black man came back to Lin Miaoran and others.
Yun Nishang and Tangtang were both left behind by Xu Muran and his men.
However, from the information sent by Lin Miaoran at this moment, this person is not a big deal.
But Chu Yan did not relax.
Thousands of people in front of them are still fierce beasts.
And more importantly, Xu Muran already knew his identity, so he must die.
Because Chu Yan is clear, his current strength is far from being able to compete with Ziweimen.
If the other party is left alive, not only him, but everyone who comes here this time, will face the endless pressure from Ziwei Gate.
The atmosphere at the scene gradually regained its dignity.
Chu Yan's eyes narrowed.
He was thinking about Xu Muran in the crowd.
Just then, a dark red light projected from the mid-air behind him.
Because it is behind the scenes, Chu Yan did not see what happened the first time.
However, he clearly saw that the large group of monks in front of him all showed breathtaking expressions at this moment.