Chapter 2148: It's a real person from Zifu

Chu Yan's consciousness attacked without warning.
A cloud of white light emerged from the monk's body, and the white light exploded to pieces.
The monk's own face turned pale in an instant.
"Ok?
The magic weapon to protect spiritual consciousness? "
Chu Yan was a little surprised.
And this monk carrying the gourd, cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
There is indeed a magic weapon in his body that can protect the divine consciousness, in order to prevent the opponent's divine consciousness attack.
But he never thought that the opponent's divine consciousness attack would explode his magic weapon in one fell swoop! Just imagine, if there is no such magic weapon, wouldn't the other party’s mind-consciousness hit him directly into an idiot?
When he thought of this, he even missed a beat in his heartbeat, and the look in Chu Yan's eyes was full of panic at this moment.
Where on earth did the monk come from, the gods are so powerful.
At this moment, not only the monk carrying the gourd, but also the disciples of Xianyizong who came with him, saw the scene just now, all of them pale and their legs became weak.
Originally, the sword was hovering straight in the air. At this moment, all of them were crooked, their aura was disturbed, and they were all unstable.
They all held the same mind and looked at Chu Yan at this moment.
And this look almost scared their souls away.
The cultivator opposite turned out to be a real person in the Purple Mansion Realm! Before they chased the Great Demon, they didn't notice Chu Yan's realm.
Besides, Xianyizong is the only sect in this country, so where do you need to look at others' eyes.
So from the beginning, after discovering that Chu Yan was not a true disciple, they didn't care about the other side's realm at all.
But when Chu Yan really took the shot, he realized that he had actually kicked the iron plate.
"You, you..." The cultivator who was carrying the gourd on his back let out you twice, and suddenly pulled the gourd on his back, a golden light hit the sky.
The light seemed to be fireworks, blasting straight into the sky, and then exploded.
Suddenly, a pattern full of tension, as if the sky was in the sky, bursting out with dazzling light.
"End up!"
The disciple carrying a gourd hurriedly took a step back, "Just stop the effort for a while! Brother Cen will be here soon!"
When the other disciples heard the words, their spirits immediately lifted up, running aura, intertwining sword lights in front of them, forming a powerful defense formation.
And the leading disciple, holding the gourd at this moment, with a little finger, the surface of the gourd, a light flashed, shooting out white lights, making this big formation more solid.
The signal for assistance just now has been sent, and the assistance will be here soon.
These disciples also understood that, by virtue of their strength, they were definitely not the opponents of the real Zifu man in front of them.
So what they have to do is to protect themselves.
It is fine to delay for a while.
When seeing these disciples asking for help, Chu Yan was not happy.
But when he saw the sword formation formed by them, Chu Yan flashed a bright light in his eyes.
Opposite these cultivators who claim to be Xianyizong, although their realm is only the heavenly state of mind, at this time their sword formations are integrated and stable, and they have a great posture to block the full blow of the real person in Zifu.
Even the shining light gave people a feeling that they could fight back at any time.
After sweeping away his spiritual knowledge, Chu Yan immediately discovered that these cultivators holding swords, including the fairy swords in their hands, were all related.
"Nice sword formation!"
Chu Yan gave a soft drink and reached out and grabbed it.
"Be careful!"
The disciple with the gourd on his back suddenly tightened and hurriedly drank.
At the same moment, a clear howl in the distance of the forest, accompanied by the sound of hunting in the wind, suddenly swept in and quickly approached.
A strong momentum, surging and oppressive.
"Brother Cen is here!"
Among the sword formations, a disciple shouted joyfully.
In the raging wind, the vigorous male voice was like a war drum on the battlefield, shaking people's blood and blood, and the brains were boiling: "Who dares to move my immortal disciple!"
"Ah."
Chu Yan sneered, five fingers and one scratch.
The nails grew longer at this moment, and in the void, they drew a trail and sneered, like tearing paper, shattering the sword formation.
"Bold!"
In the sky, there was a roar like thunder.
A thunder sizzled, and after falling, it turned into a huge blade of hundreds of feet, and directly slashed towards Chu Yan.
The shining white light turned the faces of the disciples in the original sword formation even more pale at this moment.
"Who do you think you are!"
Chu Yan stretched out his hand to catch all the tendons and veins of the five immortal disciples, grabbed them and threw them at his feet, while waving his other hand against the giant blade, "Taiyi Lihuo Knife!"
The flame light blade cut the thunder suddenly, and slashed towards the figure who came, almost instantly, before slashing in front of the man.
"what!"
Senior Brother Cen who flew over was taken aback.
The flame light blade slashed head on, at this moment his consciousness jumped wildly.
In a trance, as if he had fallen into flame purgatory, he was going to be thwarted.
"Hunhe Crazy Blade!"
However, his reaction was extremely fast. In an instant, the void behind his back collapsed deeply, turning into an iron fist.
This fist seemed to break the sky and hit the flame light blade at once.
boom! Sneer la la la la! The flame light blade smashed into the fist.
First cut the five fingers directly, and then cut into the palm.
A large stream of water boils directly and instantly turns into water mist and steam, spreading towards the surroundings.
A thousand miles away, in an instant, it became misty.
The fists formed by the currents were burned to pieces in just a moment.
The boiled water, splashed, turned into a downpour and poured down.
The big trees in the forest were immediately scalded by boiling water.
The leaves were all soft and damp, drooping down, filled with a green smell.
Senior Brother Na Cen hurriedly retreated hundreds of miles, only then did he avoid the edge of the flame light blade.
At this moment, he felt all wet behind his back.
But then, a feeling of anger and anger filled his chest.
With a flick of his arm, a Fang Tian painted halberd was held in his hand.
Two dragon shadows, one shining with thunder, and the other with raging waves, made a deafening roar at the same time, shaking people's spirits, pointing to Chu Yan.
"Bold!"
This loud roar shook the sky and the sea of ​​clouds, all instantly collapsed.
But when he stopped in Chu Yan's ears, it was full of sensuality.
"Catch my disciple of Xianyizong, who are you, and are enemies of my Xianyizong, have you thought about it?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he poured down the dirty water of the enemy sect.
As for the disciples of Xian Yizong who were caught by Chu Yan, even though Chu Yan sealed their veins at this time, they could still speak.
The monk who was carrying the gourd on his back opened his mouth and shouted: "Senior Cen, this person prevented us from capturing the Great Black Feather, and he himself is full of devilish energy, and he is definitely not a good kind! Please ask for help from the sect and ask the elder to suppress it. Kill him!"