Everyone's pupils shrank.

"Sharp Gun!" The strong man who used a knife in the temple shouted softly.

How is that possible?

The strength of the magic gun is almost the same as that of him, and both of them are not weak, so how could he be repelled by Chu Yan?

Although the two of them had never seen Chu Yan before, they had heard some rumors. Not long ago, Chu Yan was chased by many people and did not even have the power to fight back.

The sword master and the shaman were also shocked.

The shaman whispered: "Did this kid slash the sword just now?" kΑnＳhúwu.ξà

Dao Zun nodded blankly.

The shaman said, "He is so strong?"

The sword master shook his head helplessly.

The shaman said, "Then what did he run away before?"

The sword master shook his head again.

The shaman had a dark face: "You can't speak?"

Dao Zun said angrily: "How could I know? When I first met this kid, he was still weak and couldn't even stop me from having a single knife. How could I know what was going on?"

The shaman thought for a while and didn't say much. Of course, he actually wanted to say something, but the problem was that the powerful temple man who used the sword had already come to him again, making him have to shut up and control the gods with all his strength.

On the other side, Chu Yan slashed the magic spear with a sword, and his eyes were also cold.

At this moment, he was also very angry.

One by one, who do you look down on?

It turns out that in the universe, I, Chu Yan, have always been chasing others and beating them. When I was vain, I encountered walls everywhere. Except for starting to kill some small characters, I was always being chased.

It was fine before, but I was really weak, but now I have been away from it. I have been practicing for a long time, but my soul is still still in dispersed?

Do you really think you are easy to bully?

Chu Yan was also full of anger.

Why?

All bullies me?

Are you worthy?

What are you?

Chu Yan's eyes were like ice, and then his palm spread out, and the Refining Heaven Sword instantly transformed into eight, quickly piercing out into the air ahead.

What's even more amazing is that these 8 swords represent eight kinds of powers respectively.

3 Swords of the Times: Ancient, ancient, and present!

3 Swords of Power: Great Way, Ghost Power, Divine Patterns!

There are 2 more, one destruction, one life!

However, this time, it was not.

All the 8 swords bloomed with the same luster, and they actually released the same power and quickly stabbed towards the magic spear from all directions.

The eyes of the magic gun were also cold: "So brave!"

Then, light beams flashed in his body, turning into gun shadows all over the sky, penetrated through the void, and rushed towards Chu Yan.

laugh!

Chu Yan pressed his palm and 8 swords penetrated through it.

It's almost invisible.

boom!

There was a shocking sound.

Click!

The next second, a crisp sound rang out.

The world is quiet.

The long sword penetrated directly through the spear, shattering all the gun shadows and turning them into powder on the ground.

The sharp gun's eyes shrank. If it was a coincidence that the attack was knocked back just now, because he did not use all his strength, but this time, he really had no reservations.

However, his gun shadow still shattered in one second?wǎp.kāΝsＨμ⑤.net

Chu Yan was stronger than he thought.

...

In the distance, the sword master and the shaman were shocked.

Chu Yan's sword is very powerful.

It made both of them feel the crisis.

But then, all of them were ecstatic.

Nothing else.

Chu Yan, they are in the same group.

Regardless of what happened before, at least now, Chu Yan and them are in the same group.

The sword master looked at the blood puppet opposite him and smiled grimly: "We can't embarrass you even when we are here!"

Then he grabbed the blade with his palm and pushed his thumb up.

laugh!

The long sword leaves the body, and the silver light is everywhere.

Puff puff puff —

In an instant, a prison seemed to be formed between heaven and earth.

Prison of the Knife.

In the prison, everything is a knife, and the terrible sword aura hits the sky, as if it wants to destroy the world.

The blood puppet was trapped in the prison of the sword, and his face changed, but soon he closed his claws and tore it hard.wΑΡ.KāйsΗυwu.net

laugh!

The space ahead was shattered, and countless sword energy were destroyed.

Click!

But at this time, one of his red nails was cut off, which made the blood puppet scream and in great pain.

The Blood Puppet tribe is different from other people. Normal human tribes have only some cuticles, and there is no nerves or pain.

But the Blood Puppet clan is quite special. They specialize in practicing blood hands, and follow an ancient saying, "Ten Fingers Connect the Heart."

These ten blood-colored nails are all connected to their hearts. Therefore, their nails are very strong and sharp, but once they are cut off, they will be in pain.

The blood puppet was extremely angry, but she was also a little afraid.

...

On the other side, the shaman looked embarrassed. He controlled the gods to punch hard and kept hitting the divine sword.

While smashing the shaman, he said, "Call me, shout, you say you feel so painful, otherwise they both have made achievements and seem like I am very trash. Please, if you shout, you will pretend to be beaten by me, okay?"

The divine sword was hit by the gods with one punch, but it was not much better. It really hurts, but when he heard the shaman's words, he shut up.

Nothing else, for the sake of face.

The shaman was helpless: "Why are you like this? You can't have friends like this? Let's discuss it. They both shouted in pain. If you don't shout, you won't be sociable."

Divine Sword: "…"

The Divine Dao cursed in his heart.

He was really disgusted by the shaman.

But just for a breath, he said nothing and didn't shout.

...

Fight back!

Chu Yan was chased for a long time and started his first counterattack.

He had enough of being chased for so long. At this moment, his aura increased sharply, and he kept drawing his sword. The more he fought, the more courageous he became, the more he became, the more he became, the more enjoyable he was, the sword shadows were all over the sky.

The magic gun was suppressed for a moment and kept regressing.

The magic gun was also frustrated and angry at this moment.
To be continued...