Chapter 879: The Return of the Tigers (Part 2)

"Broken sword."
At this time, the boss's ear came with a faint evaluation of Chu Yan.
But the sword pierced me now-the boss wanted to say so.
But now he opened his mouth, and a sudden burst of blood poured out, making him unable to make any sound.
The next moment, Chu Yan pulled his sword out.
The whole process, because of the speed is too fast, in the eyes of several other monks, the scene at this moment is not the words of the sword, chajin throat, and then pulled out.
And it was like Chu Yan pulled out a sword from their boss's neck out of thin air.
Blood burst out like a runaway spring.
The boss kicked back a few steps, covering his neck with one hand and Chu Yan with one finger, eyes wide.
Blood was oozing frantically from his fingers.
For a moment, he was dyed into a blood man.
"Broken man with a broken sword."
In the other four monks' expressions of surprise or fear, Chu Yan took a handful.
Click, click.
The sharp sword was suddenly shredded into pieces, crackled, and spilled.
"Go!"
Soon, some of them came back and screamed like a pig.
At this time, as long as it is not a fool, you can see it, and you can't run away anymore.
The boss with the strongest strength in their realm, in front of each other, is not even as good as a chick.
The boss is still like this, they count four people, I am afraid that in the eyes of each other, there are four feathers of chicken wings.
"Go? Who told you to go." Chu Yan stepped forward.
A gurgling sound, a void, pulled out a residual image of Chu Yan.
In an instant, he came to the two monks.
And these two monks have not even had time to turn around at this moment.
Chu Yan raised his hand, grabbed their heads, underplayed, and touched each other.
boom!
The two heads, like two juicy watermelons, suddenly burst into pieces.
Red and white, minced meat and bone residue, sparsely splashed and sprinkled.
The other two monks saw this scene, almost scared.
One of them turned to run, and the other had a soft knee and knelt on the ground.
Chu Yan shook his hand and looked at the monk who wanted to run.
There was a sneer in his mouth.
The tiger who wants to kill me also wants to take advantage of the opportunity to kill me. If I let you go this way, how can I get through?
"Thousands of miles away!"
There was a loud noise in the air.
The monk kneeling to the ground only felt a flower in front of him.
Between crickets, he felt as if he saw a phantom rushing towards him.
Because the speed is too fast and the power is too large, this ghost image seems to prop up the void.
The air around the phantom, like boiling water, was rolling and making a rattling sound.
"this is--"
His awareness came to an abrupt end.
boom!
The rushing Chu Yan seemed to be a vented shell, and the kneeling monk was smashed into pieces.
The blood was mixed with minced meat and skeleton, and the whole puff was exploded, like a thick plasma, scattered all over the ground.
The sound behind him made the monk who turned and ran away almost heartbroken.
I thought that after waiting for a few days, I finally waited for a big fat pig. Who knew that this fat pig turned out to be an ancient ferocious beast.
How else does this live!
Why isn't this eye-opening!
The heart was crying with sorrow and indignation. Suddenly, the monk felt a bit wrong.
Why does my body seem lighter?
Well, not only that, the chest is also cool.
He lowered his head and saw his own shadow on the ground.
The light came from behind.
To the center of his shadow chest, a light spot appeared.
"This……"
As if aware of something, he opened his mouth, only to find that his mouth was full of sweet, sticky, hot liquid pouring from his mouth.
Alas, summoning courage, looking towards his chest.
Instantly, his eyes were dark.
On his own chest, I do n’t know when a bowl-sized, punctured wound appeared.
The legs that were still running forward also seemed to have lost their strength at this moment, and fell to the ground with a bang.
However, after all, it was a monk in the Ningmai state, and his wound was penetrated through his chest, so that he would not die now.
It's just a pity--
"I don't see anyone suffering in front of me."
His Royal Highness came over, stomped, banged, and crushed the monk's head.
"As long as he dies, there is no pain."
After speaking, Chu Yan found the monk's hidden storage bag, picked up the storage bags of other monks, and returned to Lin Miaoran.
The handsome man crouched in front of Lin Miaoran extremely obediently at this moment, facing Chu Yan.
At this moment, it looks like a cute little white dog, if the tail can swing, it will look more like it.
In the slightly opened mouth, the saliva poured out like a river breaking the bank.
Looked-a little disgusting.
Chu Yan thought for a while and said, "Don't pout."
"Must be!" The handsome man suddenly rushed out. "I always swallow, never pout!"
The next moment, a heavy bang came, and Chu Yan felt the ground under his feet shake.
Turning around, he saw a large white pig measuring one foot in length, holding his monk's body with his mouth, tilting his neck and swallowing the other into his stomach.
Squinting eyes revealed an unsatisfactory look.
Turning his head towards Lin Miaoran, Chu Yan asked a little uncertainly: "Is the handsome man getting bigger?"
"Maybe." Lin Miaoran carefully observed for a moment. "It and Tangtang are both monsters. They should grow bigger and bigger. But when they reach a certain level, they shouldn't change. When they become adults, Body shape will never change again. "
"Um." Chu Yan nodded, squatting down, beckoning Xiaotang Tang not far away.
Xiaotang Tang suddenly jumped over with a leash, and drew the huge tiger head into Chu Yan's arms, arching affectionately.
Chu Yan stroked Tangtang's head and looked at the bell that was tied to his neck.
The bell was obtained a long time ago by the body of a monk from the Yuan Dynasty.
The bell has the size of a fist, yellow-orange-orange, and it flashes slightly. It immediately makes a crisp sound, which makes people feel very cute.
At that time, Chu Yan decided to give it to Xiaotangtang.
However, it seems that this magical tool also easily causes trouble for Xiaotangtang.
Chu Yan hesitated, should he pick it off for the other party first.
The little tiger didn't know what Chu Yan thought at this moment. After arching in his arms for a while, he stuck out his big pink tongue and kept licking Chu Yan.
After thinking about it, Chu Yan couldn't help laughing.
"Dai Dai, it's not good to take it off.
And at that time promised to protect you, naturally will not let people bully you.
If this thing is scared, I can't afford the title of Tiger Tiger. "
When Chu Yan was talking to himself, Xiaotangtang passed the storage bag in his hand.
The head slammed hard, the storage bag opened, and the contents inside were suddenly scattered.