Chapter 240: Sorry, I want to win this game (on)

The billowing air, like a knife edge, like a cluster of arrows, scratched Chu Yan's cheeks in pain.
"Spell!"
Chu Yan was in a quandary.
The power of Jiang Panmeng's technique was even greater.
This thing is the power to destroy it!
Jiang Panmeng's body shook slightly at this moment, apparently inspiring herself to perform the technique of the flame phoenix body, which was also extremely costly to her.
Facing Chu Yan, she fell again with a sword.
This time, the three hurricanes, like ten-story high buildings, collapsed and fell hard towards Chu Yan.
The entire Huantai, except where Jiang Panmeng stood, was completely shrouded.
Obviously Jiang Panmeng did not intend to give Chu Yan any chance to escape unless he rushed down the ring.
But in that case, Chu Yan lost.
"I won't retreat." Chu Yan took a deep breath and yelled, and took out the long knife of the seventh-grade weapon with his backhand, facing the hurricane that rolled in, chopped it out.
"Although proper retreat when facing strong enemies is to save strength for the performance of the coming day, but in my heart, if I can fight, I will never retreat!"
Suddenly, Chu Yan's whole body was bursting with blood, and the air around his body was dancing like a golden snake. For a moment, the whole person was like a demon.
Everyone around him was deterred by his momentum, one after another shivering, even the soul, subconsciously forced to retreat.
"Lotus leaves are cut!"
Knife light rolled like a thunderbolt, collided violently with a hurricane, and burst out a series of dazzling Mars.
Chu Yan stepped forward, his blade curled, his arm was torn, and his bloodline shot.
He was expressionless, his eyes kept condensing, allowing blood to gush and take another step.
boom!
The first hurricane was cut in half by him.
Jiang Panmeng's eyes narrowed, and he held the Phoenix Sword back and stabbed at the ground.
Suddenly, the surrounding waves and turbulent air swirled into a huge storm, as if it were the giant palms of the gods suppressing hell, and they were photographed towards Chu Yan.
The whole ring, at the moment banged, collapsed three inches to the ground.
The surrounding ground was rumbling, slightly undulating, and the disciples retreated back and forth, one after another with a startled expression on their faces.
Su Jianyuan's face also showed a look of no shock at this moment, murmured: "I did not expect that the Fengyan Storm of Sister Jiang has been improved again. If it is Yantai, my chance of winning is less than 20% ..."
Li Xiu was silent at this moment, obviously his heart was also secretly measuring, if now he is himself, can he take the other party's move as before.
The blade of the long knife burst into a dazzling Mars, flew out of Chu Yan's hand, clicked, and inserted into the edge of the ring.
Chu Yan's blood flowed from the tiger's mouth. His two arms, densely lined with blood, shot out in arcs.
Under his feet, there were startling blood arrows everywhere.
Jiang Panmeng's sword, condensing the storm, seems to be an ancient monster, stepping on his body, to suppress him severely.
Not only that, the storm is as sharp as a knife, it can be torn apart as a steel plate.
The storm that was sweeping at the moment showed no mercy, tearing open wounds in Chu Yanshen.
But Chu Yan couldn't retreat.
He didn't want to lose.
Blood blurred his eyes, Chu Yan looked up at Jiang Panmeng in the distance, gritted his teeth and moved forward.
Click!
The slate of Yantai was broken, and suddenly, Chu Yan felt the pressure of her body again.
His shoulders were shooting arrows at the moment.
"Brother, let it go." Jiang Panmeng couldn't stand it anymore, he said loudly.
Chu Yan glanced at her, gritted his teeth, shook his head, and moved forward.
Huh!
The raging storm instantly shredded his gown.
Immediately, it seemed that countless bishou was split in his body, letting Chu Yan burst out of countless blood arrows.
This scene saw the disciples' eyes widening all around.
Although the gown worn by apprentices in Broken Star House is not a treasure, it is absolutely no problem to resist the second-class weapon.
But at this moment, the gown was like tissue paper, easily torn apart.
The disciples around me suddenly felt cold, and when they saw Chu Yan's whole body bathing blood, he was almost divided.
It's just that they couldn't figure out why Chu Chu didn't admit defeat, they had to go hard.
His current results and current performance are already good enough and enough attention, what else is not satisfied?
"If you do n’t admit defeat, it is impossible for Master Jiang to withdraw your sword. If you go on like this, there will be only two results. One is that he is dying and the deacon will save him. Then he will be sentenced to lose. Now, if this is the case, he still loses. Whatever he loses, what he still insists on doing so? "Su Jianyuan wondered," With his performance this time, he will definitely be in the top ten next time. " Why do you have to stick to this time? "
"Because he wants to win." Looking at Chu Yan, the always silent Li Xiu, today's words are obviously more in the past, his eyes flashed with excitement not in the past.
"Want to win?" Su Jianyuan was taken aback.
Not only him, Feng Xin turned his head and couldn't help but said, "Brother Li, do you mean, Chu Yan thinks he can still win?"
"Look at his wound." As Li Xiu spoke, his eyes condensed on Chu Yan's body, his eyes flashed with surprise, doubt, excitement, and incomprehensible expressions.
Su Jianyuan, Feng Xin and others looked at it according to their words. After a while, they almost shouted in surprise at the same time: "His wound is healing!"
When they said this, they looked at each other, and they saw an incredible look from each other's eyes!
Although the monk's state of affairs is high, or when there is a panacea, he can accelerate the healing of the wound, but Chu Yan is now clearly condensing the veins. Under such an attack, how can the wound heal so quickly?
Although it does not heal instantly, the bleeding wound is also a moment's effort to stop bleeding.
So Chu Yan at this moment, although looking at the whole body of blood, was extremely scary, but the injuries suffered actually made them think much lighter.
"What's going on?" Everyone wondered.
Naturally, they didn't know that Chu Yan had the indestructible Heavenly Demon!
And in order to enhance the ability of the eternal demon body, Chu Yan has suffered no less than thousands of pains in his cage in time and space.
If it is an ordinary monk, let alone insist on it until now, I am afraid that when Jiang Panmeng's first sword was cut down, he was defeated.
"Not only is the wound healing fast, you can feel his condition again." When everyone was surprised, Li Xiu said again.
Su Jianyuan, Feng Xin and others hurriedly stared.
They found that although Chu Yan's eyes were looking in the direction of Jiang Panmeng at this moment, there was no light in his eyes, as if a person was in a coma, but his eyes were open.
But it happened, but the blood of his body was getting stronger and stronger, the turbulence became more and more violent, step by step, extremely firm, seeing that he was about to walk in front of Jiang Panmeng!