Chapter 881: Come on, wait

Upon hearing what Chu Yan said, the monk's face froze.
His face was pale, and it was very unnatural to say, "I'm really just passing by, and I want to come to Inuyama to try my luck ..."
Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Chu Yan interrupted the other party ’s words:
The San Xiu actually went through the waves of Wanhaimen and passed through the clouds. When did Wanhaimen ’s martial arts become Chinese cabbage that can be seen everywhere?

Huh!
Suddenly, the monk's face turned pale.
He couldn't help but take a step back and stuttered, "I, I don't know what you're talking about ..."
"Then I can let you know what you should say." Chu Yan sneered.
"Chu Yan! Don't think you have been promoted, you can escape to the heavens and earth of my sea!" At this moment, the identity was pierced, and the monk burst into a stunned face.
The next moment, his body swelled as if inflated.
In the blink of an eye, he became as if a ball full of air, the whole person inflated three or four times, and the skin was almost transparent.
Under the skin, thick blood was visible to the naked eye.
"You, you can't run away! We Wanhaimen, have been following you for a long time ... horse ... horse they will come here ..."
The monk's entire face was swollen at this moment, and the five senses were piled together, speaking in a vague voice.
"Oh." Chu Yan nodded and looked at the other side. "You know you're in my hands, it's inevitable, so you plan to pass the signal by death?"
The monk's eyes were squeezed into a gap, flashing a hint of wonder.
He wondered: "So, then you still don't run away?"
"I'm worried that I can't find anyone in your Wanhaimen. Now I take the initiative to send it over, why should I run away." Chu Yan glanced at the other side.
"You--" Suddenly, the monk seemed to realize something, "I am!"
"Yeah, unfortunately at this time you want to regret it, it is too late." Chu Yan said in a sympathetic tone.
"I, I don't want it!"
The monk uttered an unwilling shout, and at this moment, his body swelled to the extreme.
boom!
Suddenly, flesh flew across.
A blue ray of blood, like a sharp arrow shot directly into the sky, bloomed in the midst of a pattern like a sail.
This pattern is shining in the midst of the sky, and it can be seen clearly when separated by dozens of miles.
After the noise from the surrounding area subsided, Lin Miaoran looked at Chu Yan: "Are you planning to stay here?"
"Huh." Chu Yan nodded, smiling, very intimate, "If Wan Haimen's disciples arrived and found that I was not here, they should be disappointed, so I plan to wait for them here."
"Uh-huh, that's it." Handsome nodded sharply on Chu Yan's shoulder.
In its view, Wan Haimen's disciples are not enemies, but food, delicious food.
Some food is delivered to the door obediently, and I say "Please enjoy me". What kind of enjoyment is this!
Looking around, Chu Yan pulled Lin Miaoran, jumped to a nearby tall stone, and sat down with his knees down: "Wait here, don't take a shot later, this is my personal grudge with Wan Haimen."
"Okay." Lin Miaoran nodded.
But she did not forget to tell her: "Don't be stubborn."
Chu Yan thought for a while and laughed, "They? Not worth it."
After waiting for about half an hour, Daodao appeared behind the rocks around.
The handsome saliva has begun to trickle down.
Xiaotangtang was lying on the stone, and she was asleep with her eyes closed.
Lin Miaoran looked around, and then looked at the indifferent Chuyan.
Although Chu Yan told her not to take any action, Lin Miaoran was still a little worried.
Wan Haimen once suffered a big loss in Chu Yanshou. This time they must be more careful and more cautious. The monks sent will be stronger.
Gaze swept away, Lin Miaoran felt the heart sink slightly.
As far as the eyes are concerned, although the monks gathered here are not all disciples of Wanhaimen, there are more than 20 people.
And at this moment there are still figures in the distance towards this side.
Those monks who were not disciples of Wanhaimen, Lin Miaoran speculated that they should have come for the reward of Wanhaimen.
The shadow glyphs that had preserved the appearance of Chu Yan before are proof.
"Chu Yan, it really is you!"
At this time, a silhouette stepped forward.
He lifted his hood and suddenly revealed a face Lin Miaoran had seen.
"Is it you? You are not dead?" Lin Miaoran couldn't help but be surprised.
One year ago, Chu Xing sent four men to hunt down Chu Yan.
Three of them were beheaded by Chu Yan.
The remaining monk, the leading monk, was under the eyelids of Wan Haimentian's mind, and the blood of the demon python was taken away by Chu Yan.
At that time, the Wan Haimentian Mood Master was beaten by a dog and Lin Miaoran thought that the leading monk was also killed.
After all, before he was taken away from the blood of the demon python, he could not afford to be seriously injured.
I didn't expect that I could meet him here at the moment.
"Of course I haven't died, otherwise, how could I have this chance of revenge!" The muscles of the leading monk's face were twitching at the moment.
The hatred of the eyes almost turned into gushing blood.
"Chu Yan! You roll over for me!" Burst out loud, and the leading monk had pulled out his long sword.
The blade rolled, and the surrounding ground was cut all at once.
The nearby stubborn rocks flickered a little, and immediately split into two halves.
The incision is bright, like a mirror.
Seeing that the monks in Diyuanjing shot, and were also disciples of Wanhaimen, other monks in the vicinity, so they did not continue to approach.
But they did not leave.
After all, the reward this time is really too generous.
For monks mixed in this area, that is also a great wealth.
If you can get it, you can leave Wan Yao Burial Ground and go back to your country, and either enjoy it or be brave and advanced.
"Who came to Wanhaimen in addition to you?" Chu Yan opened his eyes and glanced.
Seeing the monks gathered around at this moment, there were only a few disciples of Wan Haimen. He couldn't help sneering: "The small number of people was cleared a year ago, and they haven't recovered their vitality. All of them were frightened. Not dare to come again? "
"Fart your fart!" The leading monk roared again and again, "I am enough to deal with you! Give me death! The sea of ​​fury is chopped!"
Huh!
The blade of light moved.
Suddenly, Daoman face seemed to be spitting out by a scorching sun.
The glistening rays of light, dazzling, and instantly turned into dozens of sharp edges, tearing the air, the ground, and slashing towards Chu Yan.
"Di Yuan Jing!"
"What a terrible power!"
Exclaimed exclaimed all around.