Chapter 135: Drawing a sword? You don't deserve it!

"Ling Tianzong, inner disciple Pan Long, the peak of refining the atmosphere of Nine Heavy, die!"
After Pan Long finished speaking, he didn't wait for Thunder Fight to answer at all, and was furious and shot suddenly.
When Xun Leizhan heard Pan Long's identity as a disciple of Ling Tianzong, he slightly hesitated, then his mouth lightly fluttered, his whole body was furious and he shot.
This Pan Long used a soft sword, between a stab and a pick, the blade fluttered, the angle was tricky, plus a good exercise and martial arts, but it made the thunder fight a little messy.
For a while, the two-player battle was inextricably difficult, with boxing marks and swords flying all over the sky.
After fierce fighting and more than 20 moves, Lei Zhan found that Pan Long was indeed not weak. After turning his eyes a few times, he suddenly slammed into the ground.
This infuriating punch smashed the ground into a deep pit, and at the same time, the nearby ground suddenly vibrated.
Suddenly, Pan Long was in a rush and tried to jump out of the subsided ground area, but his reaction was exactly what Thunder Warfare wanted.
Boom!
A long-awaited boxing mark was blown into Pan Long's body in mid-air, and the huge force directly knocked him down a hundred steps.
Huh!
Pan Long fell to the ground, his stiff body rebounded a few times, and then there was no movement at all, but he had already lost his life and could not die anymore.
In the blink of an eye, Ling Tianzong's inner disciple, Pan Long, died in battle!
At this time, Elder Wu can drip water with a gloomy face. In this battle, Ling Tianzong's disciple died, the meaning was completely different.
Each sect can have countless outside disciples, but the number of inner disciples and core disciples is extremely rare.
Therefore, every death of an inner disciple or core disciple is a huge loss for Zongmen.
When General Zhong De, who was next to Elder Wu, saw Pan Long falling to the ground, a flash of coldness flashed in his heart, and a voice sounded in his knowledge of the sea.
I ca n’t compare any more!
This kind of Zongmen battle not only makes people's hearts bleed, but also feels that Qi Hai will explode directly in the next moment.
In addition, the Buffalo Legionnaires soldiers behind them are constantly witnessing the fiasco. How can morale wave weapons on the battlefield?
As a result, General Zhong De appeared in a slow thought in the sea, and with this thought, he slowly raised his hand.
He rang the horn, and ordered the whole army to attack!
At the moment when General Zhong De's hand was lifted to the top and was about to be swung down heavily, a figure in Ling Tianzong was already out of the crowd.
I strike a black robe, a lone sword .... on foot!
Wu Chuyan walked very slowly, different from all the disciples who had played before, which led to a gazing eye of more than 100,000 pairs in the audience.
Every time he took a step, their eyes would tremble.
Gradually, General Zhong De's hand was gently lowered. I don't know why. Looking at the boy in the black robe, a flash of hope ignited in his heart again. The dull eyes suddenly appeared a light.
Everyone's eyes are slowly moving with the silhouette of Chu Yan. In the area of ​​more than 100,000 people,
At this moment, static is terrible.
Finally, when Chu Yan stopped in front of the thunder battle, everyone suddenly woke up from a strange stagnation.
Just now, more than 100,000 people fell into a state of absence at the same time, as if in a dream.
Among Xing Lingtianzong's crowd, Su Xing and Sun Jie watched Chu Yan play and couldn't help getting excited.
They know a little about Chu Yan's strength, especially Sun Jie, who participated in the Golden Horn contest with Chu Yan, and once saw Chu Yan's first move to kill Ling Tianzong's four outsiders.
Sun Sun Jie believes that no matter how strong this thunder battle is, Chu Yan will also end up with Long Aotian.
He was not only Sun Jie, but Ling Tianzong, many people knew Chu Yan. After a moment's frustration, everyone was shocked and his eyes became hot.
The first person outside Ling Tianzong, Chu Yan!
At this time, most of the disciples in the Blue Clothes Sect of the Yundun Kingdom have come out of the colorful woods, watching the battlefield.
"Oh! Why didn't he wear Ling Tianzong's robes for this death? Is it a miscellaneous service?"
"It's possible that no one in the Kingdom of Luoyang dare to go up, and they pushed the miscellaneous service to death. It's really inhuman!"
"That is, you don't see any qi fluctuations in him, maybe he didn't even learn the exercises!"
"Haha, after Brother Lei killed him, this round must have ended, and the kingdom of Luoyang was frightened."
"Yes, Brother Lei is the strongest outsider in my blue suit, and they are too strong!"
"..."
Disciples of Wu Lanyi Zong casually chatted and looked at the two in the field with a relaxed atmosphere.
In the middle of the grass, Chu Yan was a hundred steps away from thunder, and his eyes were on each other.
"Ling Tianzong Chu Yan, refining gas goggles Yaeten!"
As soon as Chu Chuyan's voice fell, the two camps blew the pot at the same time, and the sounds were noisy and extremely noisy.
On the side of Lan Yizong, there is more laughter and ridicule!
When a gas-refining realm is in the eighth sky, it dared to come out and challenge it. You must know that the thunder battle is also the peak of the gas-refining realm in the ninth heaven.
I have sent a full-fighting battle. The challenge here and there is nothing more than suicide and death.
On the contrary, most of Ling Tianzong's disciples, including Elder Wu, were all pale and shocked.
Especially those who contacted Chu Yan, Hou Yingfeng, Meng Hao, etc., they all clearly remember that when Chu Yan took part in the trial of the foreign ancestors, he only practiced the cultivation of the Five Realms.
不到 Less than three months later, Chu Yan's cultivation has actually reached the Eighth Heaven of Gas Refining.
This is totally a monster-like practice speed.
Elder Wu suddenly awakened from the shock, quickly remembering the name Chu Yan in the sea of ​​knowledge.
"Gas refining environment is perfect !? Three months !? Super ... super talent !?"
Not long ago, during the discussion in Zong Nei, all kinds of information about this Chu Yan quickly came to mind, and immediately, Elder Wu's face turned green immediately.
What a joke, I brought my team to Zongmen battle. If this extraordinary talent Chu Yan died, then return to Zongmen ...
I thought of this, Elder Wu's body trembled fiercely, his face was as pale as paper, his intestines would regret.
I lost a lot of games ~ EbookFREE.me ~ for a time, let him forget the disciple Chu Yan who was ordered to focus on.
Now, this Chu Yan, based on the practice of refining the gas refining environment, is standing in front of an opponent of the enemy's refining gas refining environment, the ninth heaven's peak opponent, to challenge her life and death.
Moreover, the disciple of enemy Zong has just beheaded and killed two opponents who are also at the peak of Jiuzhong Heaven, one of which is an insider disciple.
长 Elder Wu opened his mouth and stared at Chu Yan with a stunned look. He became more and more sweaty, and his whole body shivered.
In the sea of ​​his knowledge, Chu Yan died in battle and returned to Zongmen himself. The scene of being punished by the elders continued to flash.
General Zhong De, who was next to him, noticed Elder Wu's anomaly at this time, and could not help but question.
Elder Wu took a deep breath, and stuttered with Zhong De to explain the reason, and then Zhong De raised his eyes to Chu Yan's eyes, shaking madly.
At this moment, the thunder battle opposite Chu Yan looked at Chu Yan up and down, and the irony in his eyes had overflowed.
Refining the gas environment Yaeten! ?
What are you kidding? Is it Ling Tianzong's cannon fodder?
But, Xiuwei is a whole state worse. Can this boy in black robes catch his own fist?
"Oh, interesting, very interesting!"
Xu Leizhan said something gently, then, looking at the long sword on Chu Yan's back, he opened his mouth.
"Draw your sword, make your best move, and your last move in this world!"
Qilian was not interested in talking with Chu Yan, and Lei Zhan was ready to go straight. After all, even if one move killed this low opponent, it would not cause much shock.
"Draw a sword !? You ... aren't worth it!"
Xi Chuyan shook her head, looking calm, and said.