Chapter 820: Friend, have you heard of Shanhaijiao?

"Huh?" He froze handsomely, thinking that my nose wasn't that bad.
The mistake I made was just accidental.
But the next moment, it saw three figures, as if appearing out of thin air, standing in three other positions.
Four men in black, in a square shape, surrounded Chu Yan.
Although they are all four or fifty feet away from Chu Yan, at this time, they still feel like they have no loopholes and cannot escape at all.
"How fast! I didn't notice it!" For a moment, he was skeptical of his keen sense of smell.
"It's not your problem." Chu Yan looked at the monk in black facing him, comforting the handsome man, "It's Chu Xing becoming smarter, but in other words--"
Chu Yan's wrist trembled, and the Eight Desolate Excalibur had been held in his hand.
At the same time, the remaining half of the sentence also came out.
"The price he paid this time, I'm afraid it's bigger than I imagined."
"What price can he pay?" The handsome could not help asking.
"The only thing he's worth is Wan Haimen's value. He is born with the body of a demon python." Chu Yan smiled, his eyes narrowed, and his eyes flashed a faint flash. If you lose your blood, you must kill me. "
"What about that? The four guys—" Handsome looked around for a week, "all in Yuanyuan!"
"Earthland is heavy. It's almost the same as Huang Si said. The Tang curtain is weak." Chu Yan shook his head slightly. "But I still can't win them, and there are still four."
This is the first time that handsome has heard Chu Yan admit that he is inferior to his opponent.
For a moment, it didn't know what to say.
At this time, Chu Yan suddenly moved.
"Thousands of miles away!"
Chu Yan rushed out.
"Right! You're right at this time!" The handsome immediately understood what Chu Yan meant, and hurriedly applauded.
Then it saw that Chu Yan rushed towards the man in black straight ahead.
"Gaze of death!"
handsome:"……"
Saying that you ca n’t win!
boom!
A thunderous roar sounded.
The Eight Desolate Spirit Halberds in the midst of the air with the breath of bleeding and fire, and fell to the black monk directly in front of him.
A large swath of air was now pumped clean and turned into a vacuum.
The ground along a straight line, from the foot of Chu Yan, kept falling towards the black monk.
Even if it's only two-fold in the context of Ningmai, Chu Yan's blow is definitely not for anyone to belittle.
This monk in black is the one led by the four.
His eyes flashed a surprise, but the response was fast enough. At this moment, his wrists trembled, and a large shell as large as a tabletop had been taken out of the storage bag, blocking his face.
The surface of the shell is light and swollen, and it is obviously not an ordinary item, and although it does not reach the level of the magic weapon, it is definitely not a sharp weapon.
"Half-step magic weapon!" Chu Yan's eyes flashed a brilliant light, and he immediately recognized it. The shell taken out by the monk at this moment was a defensive weapon of the same level as the Eight Desolate Excalibur.
But even at the same level, there are still points of difference.
The sharp weapon blocked in front of the Chu Palace must be broken!
boom!
With a loud noise, the Eight Desolate Excalibur collided with the shell.
Ripples visible to the naked eye continue to spread on the sharp edge of the Eight Desolate Halberd and the surface of the shell.
The monk in black showed a surprised look, and pedaled back and forth for seven or eight steps.
The light on the shell of his hand suddenly dimmed, and suddenly a muffled sound burst into pieces.
Affected by the huge force, Chu Yan also flew back and landed in the middle of the four.
In this scene, he was handsome and didn't know whether it should be applauded or silent.
"You can shout okay, but I lowered a big realm." Chu Yan said at this time.
"Oh oh, that—" The handsome man responded.
But the word "good" has not yet been said, Chu Yan continued: "But it seems that it is difficult for us to rush out."
handsome:"……"
"Then you have a solution," the handsome asked, taking a deep breath.
This is because it found that Chu Yan's face did not look flustered at all.
Even now these four monks have slowly come to him.
A monk with a dual condensed state, facing four monks with a heavy continuum, had almost no chance of winning from any angle.
But even so, the four monks maintained a certain degree of caution, and did not rush forward, but gradually reduced the space for Chu Yan's activities.
In this way, Chu Yan's last faint hope was strangled.
When the four monks were less than 20 feet away from Chu Yan, Chu Yan glanced at the four people: "Hey!"
The four monks stopped and looked at him coldly.
"Do you know that there is a sect gate called Shanhai Religion?" Chu Yan asked the monk looking at the lead.
"Small is your life, no one asks for help," said the leading monk. "Not to mention, we have not heard of Shanhaijiao."
I thought Chu Yan would show despair.
However, the monk found that after his own words fell, Chu Yan not only did not panic, but showed a smile.
"I feel relieved like this."
The corners of his mouth were raised, Chu Yan suddenly lifted the Eight Desolate Halberd, and stabbed fiercely towards the ground under his feet.
With a click, most of the halberds pierced the ground.
"Big Sundial Dragon!"
The Eight Desolate Swords shook slightly, and the next moment, the ground beneath Chu Yan began to bulge, and the roar continued to come, as if the volcano was about to erupt.
The faces of the four monks changed, and Qi Qi stepped back a few feet.
Although they seem to have the advantage at this moment, they still dare not take it lightly in the face of the guy who killed the Tang curtain.
It's just weird that the roar below the surface just lasted for a moment and restored calm.
The bulging ground at Chu Yan's feet gradually collapsed.
Although the unextinguished flames can be seen vaguely through the cracked ground, so is it.
At this time not only the four monks, including the handsome eyes, also showed a puzzled look, and did not know Chu Yan's purpose for doing so.
Waiting for a moment, seeing no change at all, the four monks were getting cold, ready to give Chu Yan a fatal blow to complete this task.
But at this time, the original underground had subsided and there was another roar.
And this time, the movement is ten times bigger than before!
The sound was like a thunderous thunder, and people's chests and blood swelled along with it. The ground seemed to be trampled by thousands of horses, constantly undulating, cracking, and running. Swelling under your feet.
The appalling momentum seemed as if the ground was about to explode the next moment, blasting everyone into the air.