Chapter 893: Invincible

The people who had been poured down by the blood waves, at this moment, the large pieces of flesh were burned off by the hot blood.
And they are not dead yet, standing still and shaking, exposing large bones.
Chu Yan snorted, and the Eight Desolate Swords swept violently.
boom!
Suddenly, these monks were directly detonated, as if they were firecrackers. The whole exploded, red and white, mixed into a thick mass, and exploded towards the surroundings.
The monks around couldn't help staying together.
From now until now, more than fifty monks have died under Chu Yan.
Those monks who rushed to the front and wanted to take the lead in killing Chu Yan were all swept by him.
A direct move is not just a killing, it is a blast.
At the moment, all the corpses that had fallen to the ground were incomplete, all of them were incomplete.
Chu Yanshou's Eight Desolate Extermination Halberds can be said to have been drinking blood.
At this moment, everyone present couldn't help but start to re-evaluate Chu Yan's strength.
Judging from the triple perfection state of Chuyan Ningmai Realm, it should be equivalent to five major condensate states, 25 small Ningmai realms, and 125 full Ningmai realms.
At this time, the number of monks at the scene totaled no less than three hundred.
And there was a steady stream of news coming.
Of the more than 300 monks at the scene, it was impossible for each of them to be lower than Ningmaijing.
It is not even an exaggeration to say that there are almost no two below Ningmai.
There are at least 50 or 60 people in Ningmai Realm.
Almost one-fifth is the triple of Ningmai.
But even so, he rushed to Chu Yan and was instantly killed by him.
That crushing horror almost made people despair.
At this time, someone was already scared by the blood at the scene and wondered if he came this time to make a wise decision.
At this time, Chu Yan's mouth was raised, revealing a mocking smile.
"Why, is this scared?"
A man is holding the Eight Desolate Extermination Halberd, standing in the rolling corpse, as if killing God with blood.
"What a joke, today you are going to die!" Someone burst out loud among the crowd.
Chu Yan's eyes locked instantly.
The man was swept away by Chu Yan's eyes, and all of a sudden he felt a chill running down his spine and his scalp was numb.
But even so, he insisted on arrogantly: "How good you are, how many monks are here ..."
"Ten thousand counts, then I can't kill them." Chu Yan directly interrupted the other words, "You are a disciple of Wan Haimen!"
The man stayed for a while.
He did not expect that Chu Yan could recognize him so quickly.
As a matter of fact, there are indeed some disciples of Wanhaimen who are present at the moment.
Their purpose at this time was not to kill Chu Yan, but to stir up the emotions of the crowd among the crowd, and to let the monks on the scene go forward and succeed in order to reward Chu Yan for the reward.
But they never thought that Chu Yan, who hadn't seen it for a year, promoted a great realm without saying that the strength was even more terrifying before.
Obviously it is the triple of Ningmai, but it gives a feeling of deep bottom.
At this moment with a hundred enemy, there was not even a breath.
It's not panting, when the aura in the body always has light.
But what is even more depressing now is that the aura in Chu Yan's body seems to be endless, and there is no sign of exhaustion.
Seeing Chu Yan looking at himself, the disciple blinked fiercely and sneered: "Yes, I am a disciple of Wan Haimen.
Chu Yan, you killed my disciples, and the evil is full. Today you are in danger of escape! "
"Too much nonsense." Chu Yan stepped forward.
Suddenly, the surrounding air exploded.
"Kill him, I have a lot of rewards!" The disciple just felt that his scalp was going to explode, and he hurried back and shouted.
According to his experience, Chu Yan's physical strength is far beyond imagination. At this moment, as long as he distances himself from the opponent, he can be much safer.
At this time, the disciple of Wanhaimen saw Chu Yan open his mouth at him.
"Breaking Wind God Thunder!"
White light flickered.
This disciple of Wan Haimen, who was still retreating quickly, was hit by white light.
The next moment, Doraemon blew into a thick mist of blood.
Everyone was together.
They originally thought that after such a long battle, Chu Yan had put all his moves into play.
But at this moment, the first time was the blood coagulation finger, and then the wind breaking thunder.
And both of them are also magic!
Suddenly, Chu Yan gave a feeling of not only his aura, but also his hole cards.
"This guy must carry heavy treasure!"
"He must have a big encounter in Inuyama!"
"If it weren't for a big deal, how could it be so powerful!"
"Of these two methods, nine out of nine are from Inuyama!"
"Don't be afraid, let's cut him together and share this wealth!"
At this time, a loud roar sounded in the crowd.
The monks at the scene, to be more serious, were the monks' destiny.
If it wasn't for the dead, who would come to Inu God Mountain to hunt for treasure at this time.
You know, the current Inuyama is the most chaotic moment.
So at this moment, when I heard someone instigate this, coupled with the performance of Chu Yan, it really looked like she was pregnant with heavy treasures and got the appearance of meeting in Inu God Mountain.
Seeing that someone rushed forward again, almost everyone's greed once again defeated reason.
If you are afraid of death, what kind of inu mountain is here.
The opportunity is sky-high.
Didn't you see that, as long as you kill Chu Yan and him away, then you can be the enemy!
How could Xianlu go further without fighting?
Suddenly, everyone around them rushed towards Chu Yan again.
No matter how strong you are, you are only one person anyway.
What's more, your realm also determines that it is absolutely impossible for you to kill all the people here.
As long as it is consumed to the end, it will be us who win!
These thoughts are now full of the brains of these monks at the scene.
Suddenly, all kinds of broken sounds, all kinds of martial arts, and even techniques, smashed into Chu Yan in a rush.
Suddenly, the infinite aura collapsed, and a variety of sharp and violent clashes intersected, rubbed, and oscillated in midair, as if turned into endless glow, ground water, fire, and fierce suppression toward Chu Yan.
The faces of these monks, now filled with madness, their teeth and claws, were like beasts waiting to drink blood.
"Hey, really a group of guys who are not afraid of death."
At this moment, the words of Chu in the heart of the storm were not flustered.
He looked up, his eyes full of mockery.
"A group of native chickens and dogs also want to kill me.
Now I let you know what is called Invincible! "
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