Chapter 295: Step by step calculation

"The water condenses!"
In a clear blue light that spread, Chu Yan sang, his hand locked soul gun like a black dragon emerging through the clouds, stirred Bahuang, and stabbed towards Su Jianyuan.
Chu Yan's previous impression was to break the enemy with force, to go forward, and to overwhelm the enemy with overwhelming force.
Because of this, Zhou Kai and others will find Shen Qing's fighting style similar to Chu Yan.
But who would have thought that Chu Yan had come up with a completely different fighting style this time.
The imaginative blessing of the heavy device inscription to the slab is amazing enough, and now he uses the formation method!
Shui Ning Zhen is one of Zhou Kai's best arrays.
At this time, all eyes were invariably gathered towards him.
Apparently, everyone thought that Shui Ning Zhen was handed over to Chu Yan by Zhou Kai.
"Not me!" Zhou Kai quickly shook his head.
His heart was also very surprised at this time.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yan in this battle even broke everyone's impression of him. In this unexpected way, he hit Su Jianyuan by surprise.
Su Jianyuan was right before that, in the first level of Chu Yan Realm, the martial arts he mastered were not as powerful as him.
But he never expected that Chu Yan would use inscriptions and formations.
As soon as the water condensed, Su Jianyuan knew it was not good.
Unexpectedly, his entire body was shrouded in formation.
For a moment, the surrounding air became thick and viscous, like a paste, and at the same time the weight increased, like mercury.
Su Jianyuan's movement was three or four times slower at once, like a turtle crawling.
And this is exactly what Chu Yan has been waiting for!
"Chu Yan is going to win!"
"good chance!"
Jiang Panmeng, Lin Miaoran, and everyone in the audience raised their hearts instantly.
This game is about to win.
"That may not be so." At this time, Li Xiu spoke, his eyes flashed a deep meaning.
At this time, the tip of the soul-locking gun passed through the formation and was only a foot away from Su Jianyuan's chest.
"Ill! Like the wind!"
Suddenly, Su Jianyuan's eyes burst into a blast, a long howl.
He didn't know when his hand suddenly came out with a long sword.
This long sword is the same length as the other two swords, but it is pale yellow in color.
At the moment when this sword appeared, Su Jianyuan's body was the center of the circle and burst into countless airflows.
These air flows, as if the air were condensed into a blade, were sparse, and the water condensation burst into tears.
Lost the cricket, Su Jianyuan binghuo both swords came out and cut out a dazzling light.
clang!
Huh!
The whole ring was shaking violently.
Jianguang crossed, in the middle of the ring, cut a huge "ten" crack.
Chu Yan's chest was torn open by a wound from Jianmang, and instantly, the blood flowed like a note, and a shocking red sprinkled on the ground.
Su Jianyuan fell from midair to the ground after forcing Chu Yan back.
In his two hands, he held a long sword representing fire and ice, respectively.
And his mouth, now biting the third sword!
Fierce as fire, cold as ice, and blast like wind!
Su Jianyuan's secret, the third wind sword representing the speed!
Around the ring, it fell into a quiet place where the needle fell instantly.
Before that, everyone thought that Su Jianyuan was going to be knocked off the stage with Chu Yan's full preparations.
No one expected that Su Jianyuan actually had a third sword!
And relying on this third sword, Su Jianyuan instantly reversed the war situation, struck Chu Yan, and cut a severe wound on his chest!
Before today, only Li Xiu knew about this sword.
"Brother Li, this is what you said before. You want Chu Yan to do it as soon as possible-" Jiang Panmeng murmured, watching Su Jianyuan's third sword biting horizontally. Ranking games have never done their best. "
Su Jianyuan's third sword appeared, making his whole momentum change.
Su Jianyuan before was a bit lazy, but at this moment, he seemed to be a gleaming sharp long needle. Just looking at it, he couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart and his eyes were stinging.
"Brother Su's third wind sword appears, so Chu Yan has no chance of winning in this game." Li Xiu shook his head.
Everyone around the ring was shocked by the scene in front of her.
The whole scene, for a moment, only the sound of mighty wind.
Lin Miaoran stood up suddenly when Chu Yan was injured.
Her gaze looked at Chu Yan's wound, her fist clenched.
"Brother Chu, this game is over." Su Jianyuan looked at Chu Yan, "but for my third sword, you don't seem to be surprised at all."
Chu Yan was covering the wound, and blood was pouring from his fingers at the moment.
Su Jianyuan's sword obviously caused him serious injuries.
However, Chu Yanzui did not admit defeat: "Brother Su can be ranked in the rankings, ranking second for many years. Naturally, there will be peerless studies that are not easily shown. This is not surprising."
"You can force my wind sword out, Brother Chu, you're proud of yourself." Su Jianyuan's eyes narrowed, and his body exuded a dangerous smell. "But this is the end of the game, the sword can only pull away. Near the gap in strength, but you ca n’t chase or even surpass this gap. It ’s a pity that you ca n’t get the reward for this task! Binghuo flurry!

boom!
There was a Baozha in the air. With the blessing of Feng Jian, Su Jianyuan's speed was extremely fast.
At this moment, the air flow around seemed to turn into a sharp spear, and blasted towards Chu Yan.
Su Jianyuan has a long sword in both hands, and pulls out the glamorous sword awn.
With flame and frost, Chu Yan was drawn into a desperate space.
At this time, Chu Yan suddenly threw out his soul-locking gun.
When he saw this action, everyone was stunned, and immediately understood that he had to take the initiative to concede.
Su Jianyuan also thought so, saying: "It's not too late to admit defeat now."
"I didn't concede defeat! The match is not over yet!" Chu Yan suddenly looked up, a smile on his face, and rushed towards Su Jianyuan directly.
"Then let me knock you down!" Su Jianyuan screamed.
Two sword-mangs, intertwined into a horror spiral in mid-air, tearing the ring, breaking the sky, like crushing all binghuo pythons, crushing towards Chu Yan.
Chu Yan shouted, and grabbed with his right hand.
"He's crazy!"
Seeing that Chu Yan dealt with Jian Mang with his palm, everyone thought that Chu Yan had a brain problem.
With a click, Chu Yan's right hand caught the edge of the double sword of binhuo.
Everyone thought that his hands would be peeled and bloody, but unexpectedly, his right hand just leaked a little blood.
"This is--" Su Jianyuan froze.
"Xingchen Ba body." Chu Yan smiled slightly, adding to his heart, "There are immortal demon bodies."
At this moment, Jian Mang just cut a thin wound in Chu Yan's hand. Thinking of the horrible wound on Chu Yan's chest before, Su Jianyuan thought about it suddenly, and his heart sank.
"Brother, you guessed right." Chu Yan smiled proudly.
At the same time, he removed his left hand from his chest.
Suddenly, Su Jianyuan was shocked, and his pupils shrank into a pinhole.
Even the most calm Li Xiu, at this moment, took a fierce step forward and yelled, "How is this possible!"