Chapter 217: It's mine

"Splinter Gold!"
Fan Cheng yelled, raised his arm, and pointed away, pointing towards Mu Xiaodong.
This finger has a striking momentum, completely different from the previous one, as if it is a sharp edge, enough to split the human soul, and now whistling from the fingertips of Fan Cheng.
Even Chu Yan felt palpitations at this moment.
"Ah!" Mu Xiaodong was caught off guard and was instructed by Fan Cheng. Suddenly, his chest exploded.
The blood was mixed with minced meat, spraying out as if it were a scattered flower of the heavenly girl.
His body kicked back and forth, the blood of his nose and nose raged, his face was full of anger, the blood of his chest was stingy, and even bones could be seen.
The palm that was brewed before was interrupted by Fan Cheng's sudden finger.
Obviously this is Fan Cheng's strength at the bottom of the box.
At this time, Chu Yan became more and more deeply aware that any disciple disciple is not a fuel-saving lamp.
Everyone must have one or two killers. They will not be easily displayed until the critical moment of life or death or success or failure.
Whether it was Xu Ya ’s bow and arrow, Li Yao ’s light shield, or Fan Cheng ’s finger at the moment, this has been proven.
However, Chu Yan didn't think too much about this issue at the moment. His attention immediately returned to the spot. Seeing Mu Xiaodong retreated with a serious injury, he made a loud scream, and the Qixing chaotic wind struck to the extreme.
In the blink of an eye, between heaven and earth, as if there were imaginary shadows of Chu Yan everywhere, swept across the Badlands and Liuhe, and attacked Mu Xiaodong.
The sky was completely empty, and the roar of Chu Yan, if the thunder smashed into the ground, the thunder blew.
"Shadow Eight Wild Fists!"
Boom boom boom boom!
Billowing air, the shadow of the fist popped out like a cannon.
The momentum, the air waves, the oppression, for a moment, made Fan Cheng and other people's hearts almost stop beating.
Originally they felt that Chu Yan was stronger than expected, but now they found that their conclusion was still too early.
Although Chu Yan has a strong sense of condensed context, it gives people an unfathomable feeling when faced, as if facing the abyss.
At the moment when everyone was lost, Mu Xiaodong roared, his voice with pain, surprise, fear, and anger. He flew up in the air, surrounded by blood lines and jets, all at a glance, as if growing in grass.
"Asshole! Asshole! I'm going to kill you!" Mu Xiaodong yelled, every word was spoken, and the blood in his mouth was pouring out like money.
Falling to the ground, he jumped up despite the severe pain in his whole body, and his chest bulged up again.
This big bag had to be big before, and the skin seemed to be torn apart, and the blood was flowing wildly in it, giving people a thunderous feeling.
At this moment, the airflow around it seemed to become glue, becoming sticky and heavy.
Obviously, Mu Xiaodong was furious and eager to attack, which was to cut out and give everyone a fatal blow.
"Don't give him a chance!" Chu Yan shouted, and Qixing Chaofeng stepped forward again.
"Seven stars chaos, seventh star!"
In an instant, the speed reached the extreme.
Fan Cheng's eyes were dignified, and he did not dare to neglect. He carried his aura in his body, and once again pointed out: "Little star pointless!"
At this time, Chu Yan's eyes moved and saw Dou Huanhuan suddenly a strange acceleration, came behind Mu Xiaodong, like a white light, a long sword in his hand, glowing a sharp light, chopped off towards the opponent's calf.
Chu Yan immediately noticed that at this critical moment, Dou Huanhuan no longer concealed his strength and showed his inscriptions.
Huh!
Mu Xiaodong's attention was on Chu Yan and Fan Cheng, two opponents who gave him the greatest threat. He never thought that Dou Huanhuan, who seemed the weakest and most inferior, would give himself a fatal blow at this time. .
His left calf suddenly broke off with his knees, the entire calf flew out, the wound was smooth and neat, and the blood flowed like injection.
Mu Xiaodong screamed, and his body suddenly lost his balance, but before that, he waved his hand in a volley, and the turbulent air flow, like a swept giant tree, suddenly spit Dou Huanhuan to donate blood and flew out.
At this time, Fan Chengyi pointed to.
boom!
The flesh and blood of Mu Xiaodong's right shoulder flew, and the broken bones were scattered.
Suddenly, he screamed even more, shaking, and about to fall.
At this moment Mu Xiaodong lost all his defenses, and his strength weakened to the extreme.
If this kind of opportunity cannot be seized, then Chu Yan is not Chu Yan.
The gust of wind, a step like a meteor, Chu Yan shrank into an inch, came to Mu Xiaodong in an instant.
"Angry Dragon Strangling!"
His biggest killings burst out at the moment.
The five fingers were like dragon claws, tearing the billowing air, and pressing it on the back of Mu Xiaodong's heart.
He had seen before that when Mu Xiaodong showed his blood spitting palm, the bales swelled from the chest to the left, which shows that the heart that transports blood is the source of this Qi and Blood technique.
As soon as Chu Yan shot, the bottom of the kettle was drawn.
The condensed body made his five fingers seem to be inserted into tofu, pulled Mu Xiaodong's back heart out of a large hole, and pinched the opponent's heart.
Mu Xiaodong's body was stiffened at this moment, his eyes were round and his eyes were full of fear.
Chu Yan did not give the other party a chance to respond, grabbing and digging, immediately pulled out Mu Xiaodong's heart and crushed it.
Wow!
Immediately, flesh flew, Chu Yan's palms dripped with blood.
But to his surprise, Mu Xiaodong's heart even had a ball. It looked as big as a lychee. With the power of Chu Yan, he exploded Mu Xiaodong's heart, but did not crush the ball. .
The confusion and fear of Mu Xiaodong's eyes turned into downright despair at this moment, and at the same time, the glory was revealed.
He knew he was dead.
"I'm dead, I need to pull a back!" Mu Xiaodong opened his mouth and sharp teeth. At this moment, he was soaked with blood and turned red. When he looked at the nephew, he turned around and wanted to make a splash and open his mouth. It seems to be biting a piece of meat from Chu Yan.
"Boy! Give back the Blood Devourer!"
Originally, I thought that my face was and embarrassed at this moment, which was enough to scare Chu Yan's legs soft and stagnation on the spot.
But what Mu Xiaodong never expected was that Chu Yan was on the battlefield at that time. He had seen the scenes one hundred times and one hundred times tragic, so he was totally indifferent.
So Mu Xiaodong faced Chu Yan as cold as a deep well, without any trace of emotional fluctuation.
"It's mine." The next moment, Chu Yan leaped and swept his right leg.
The sound of cracking in the air caused the heart to almost burst.
"Tiger kicks for eleven consecutive games!"
Bang Bang Bang Bang!
Mu Xiaodong's body rose again into the air, the bones of his body crackled, and the sound of cracks broke, all the flesh burst out. The whole person was in the air, like a juicy watermelon, being squeezed and exploded.
The sprinkled blood, the rain-fried plantains generally fall, sputtering countless startling blood spots on the ground.