When the boiling blood was sprayed on the faces of the people next to them, they were all stunned.
No one expected that Chu Yan's move would be so decisive.
Not to mention that Chu Yan's strength was far superior to that of them.
The Earth Yuan Realm that was just blown up by Chu Yan is a major achievement of the Earth Yuan Realm of the same realm as him.
But in front of Chu Yan, it is no different from a ripe watermelon.
The blood was scattered on their faces, which immediately made their expressions look even more distorted.
After a moment of silence, the group of people turned around and ran away.
"I still want to leave?"
Chu Yan laughed out loud.
I sneaked and wanted to attack myself, but now I find that I am no match, so I want to escape safely. Why do you think so beautifully?
"Seven stars messy steps!"
Chu Yan's body turned into several phantoms, and in an instant, he chased behind the group of people, slashed one by one, and all of them were split in half.
In the end, there was one left and he fell to Chu Yan's face.
The person was not cut down, on the one hand, because the guy didn't wait for Chu Yan to cut down, his legs became weak and he fell to the ground on his own initiative.
Another aspect is that he carried a big pocket throughout the whole process.
From a normal perspective, if a monk has items, he will put them in a storage bag.
Although not every monk has a storage bag, Chu Yan believes that it is absolutely impossible for monks who can come here to have no storage bag.
So what this guy is holding in his pocket is either a living thing or this big pocket itself is also a storage magic weapon.
Chu Yan ruled out the second possibility almost in a moment.
The reason is very simple. The most basic principle of storing magic weapons is to be small and easy to carry.
Now, this pocket is more than enough to fit into one person.
Which monk would carry such an exaggerated storage bag unless his brain was broken.
And another reason is that Chu Yan found that this big pocket was moving.
Obviously, there was a living thing stuck inside.
This is the living thing that is moving now.
"Please... don't kill me... we have no bad intentions..." Seeing that the companion was cut by the other party, the remaining monk had no intention of resisting at this moment, and he knelt on the ground and sniffled.
He cried in tears, begging Chu Yan for forgiveness.
"I have no bad intentions, either." Chu Yan said lightly.
The other party's heart moved, thinking that the other party was going to let him go.
As a result, as soon as he looked up, a knife light slashed down.
The next moment, he was split into two pieces from the middle.
"Killing you is not considered a bad intention, it is just a revenge." Chu Yan walked over the corpse and walked to the tightly tied pocket.
Uyulamma also came over at this moment and happened to see the pocket lying on the ground.
Suddenly, she saw a whimpering sound in her pocket, and a faint whimpering sound came.
"It turned out to be a person?" Chu Yan and Usulamma looked at each other, and both saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes.
This pocket can be regarded as a treasure in the mortal world, but in the eyes of monks, it is just a very ordinary big pocket.
So Chu Yan cut off the tightly tied bag mouth with a straight knife.
The pocket opened with a thud.
There was indeed a person tied inside.
The pocket is an ordinary pocket, but the ropes used to tie the person's hands and feet emit a light blue light, which looks extraordinary.
"It's really a person." Chu Yan looked over, "What are these guys doing with tying someone up, and they still have such a hard time carrying them on their backs?"
While speaking, the guy tied up struggled for a moment and raised his head.
"Tiger!" The man stared at Chu Yan. Because something was stuffed in his mouth, he could only make a vague sound.
The other party spoke syllables that were completely inconceivable, but Uyulamma suddenly heard the meaning of it.
She looked at Chu Yan with a puzzled look on her face: "He is calling your name, do you know him?"
"Stand too close to see clearly." Chu Yan took a step back, looked carefully, and nodded: "It does look familiar, it seems to have seen it somewhere, but his face was too swollen,
If he hadn't had a personal body, I would have suspected that he was a handsome man with failed transformation."
Uzuma couldn't help but give Chu Yan a blank look: "He has torture instruments stuffed in his mouth, take them out and take them out and take a look."
When the man tied up heard Chu Yan's comment, he looked at him with a resentful face. At this moment, he heard Usulamma's words and nodded again.
The man was tied with his hands and feet, and his mouth was tied with a circle of red light.
A fist-sized ball was worn on the rope, and at this moment, most of the ball was stuffed into the man's mouth.
So the person's face was deformed, his facial features were moved, and he could hardly see his original appearance.
Originally, he heard that he was going to take off the torture instrument in his mouth, but the man nodded excitedly, but when he saw Chu Yan lifting the Demon-Destroying Sword, the man's face was immediately defeated. He shook his head desperately and tried hard to move backwards.
"Don't move. If you move so randomly, I'll easily chop it. When the time comes, who do you think you blame me?"
Because it is very likely that he knows this person, Chu Yan rarely has to be patient and persuades him with kind words.
But this person was obviously very afraid of the Demon-Destroying Sword, which was almost one person tall. At this moment, he couldn't listen to Chu Yan's words and wanted to avoid them.
Chu Yan was also anxious, his face darkened, and he slashed over.
The sword light swept across the man's face, and the guy suddenly froze in place, his eyes straightened, and his chest didn't even rise or fall, like a clay sculpture.
"Don't pretend to be dead, I didn't hit you." Chu Yan waved the Demon-Breaking Sword twice again in anger.
The light of a knife flashed, and the chain that trapped the guy's hands and feet was immediately broken. After falling to the ground, a tiny spark flashed out, the light gradually faded away.
Only at this time did this person make sure that he was not dead.
He moved his fingers first, then turned around, knelt on the ground, and covered his neck.
The next moment, with a wow sound, then a heavy ball of fist fell to the ground.
The man immediately started to retreat loudly.
After a while, he turned around again with breath.
At this time, tears were still hanging on the corners of his eyes. I don’t know if it was caused by dry retching or if it was excited to see Chu Yan.
But no matter what, his eyes did shine with an extremely excited luster at this moment.
"Chu Yan! It's me!" The man stood up, spread his arms, and was about to pounce on Chu Yan.
However, it may be because his hands and feet were tied up for too long and his qi and blood were not smooth. He had just taken a step forward and plopped down and fell to the ground, and directly smashed a hole on the ground.
Even Uzuma couldn't bear the dull sound.
But the man immediately raised his head, with two nosebleeds hanging on his lips, crying and shouting: "Chu Yan! Do you still remember the Puyang Idea of Changqing Town!"