It was as if a small tornado was blowing from the ground.
Not only did Shen Wufeng's body move a few feet to the side out of thin air, but his other palm suddenly accelerated with a powerful force, like a sweeping heavy hammer, and struck hard on the blade of the Fierce Flame Spear.
With a bang, Chu Yan suddenly felt a strong force coming down the barrel of the gun, knocking him away.
The strong force followed his arm and went straight into his chest, causing him to cough violently, and his throat was filled with a fishy-sweet taste.
Shen Wufeng used the power of this leap to jump back more than ten feet.
After falling to the ground, the look on Shen Wufeng's face could not be described as ferocious.
His right hand was dripping with blood, and there was a bloody wound in the palm of his hand. The skin and flesh were turned out, and bone residue was visible. Half of his arm was unable to move at this moment.
Seeing this scene, Chu Yan secretly thought it was a pity.
If he were a monk who had just entered the Pulse Condensation Realm, he would have just used the paralysis effect of the lightning inscription to kill the opponent.
But it's still not enough to deal with Shen Wufeng.
However, it is a good result to be able to severely damage the opponent and make the opponent lose one of his combat power.
"Chu Yan, today I am going to skin and dismantle you and expose your body to the public!" Shen Wufeng was furious.
A monk was severely injured by a warrior. Shen Wufeng was furious at this moment. The hatred in his heart was like a blood feud for ten generations, and even all the rivers in the world could not wash it away.
He suddenly turned back his hand and took out a long knife from a small bag at his waist.
"That's a magic weapon!" Chu Yan's eyes lit up.
But before he could take a closer look, Shen Wufeng was already holding a knife in his left hand and slashing at Chu Yan angrily.
"Tian Shuang Sword Technique!"
Whoosh!
In an instant, dense sword lights, carrying a deep chill, cut towards Chu Yan.
For a moment, the air around him seemed to have dropped to just below freezing point.
Chu Yan felt that the blood in his hands and feet would stop flowing, and he felt a biting cold feeling.
But this feeling quickly dissipated under the influence of his already strong Qi and blood and the Heavenly Evil Pill.
The effect of the Tiansha Pill can last for half an hour. Chu Yan must defeat Shen Wufeng within this time and be the first to reach the finish line.
So at this moment, facing an opponent whose level was far higher than his own, Chu Yan did not choose to fight, but faced him head-on.
Chu Yan is like a tiger coming out of the forest and will never retreat.
"The blood chain crosses the sky!"
With a roar, Chu Yan stood up with his spear raised, standing still like a majestic mountain peak.
The sword light fell suddenly, like thunderbolts.
clang clang clang clang!
In an instant, a series of dazzling fire lights lit up, and the crisp sound of gold and stone hitting the scene suddenly sounded.
The crisp sound was full of murderous intent.
Shocking knife marks were cut on the ground around him. Chu Yan kept retreating, and his clothes were constantly torn apart. His skin was scratched and he was bleeding.
Shen Wufeng's offensive surged like a tidal wave without stopping, but at the same time, the look of fright and anger in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.
"Why does it seem like this boy's power can't be exhausted at all? Is he really just a warrior?"
Swish, swish, swish!
Another blade slashed down, and Chu Yan groaned. A long gash was opened on his chest, and blood spread quickly like rice paper stained with ink.
Shen Wufeng's eyes lit up, and he felt a sense of joy in his heart. The next moment, he saw twelve thin rays of light slowly emerging from Chu Yan's body.
"Pulse condensation!" Shen Wufeng's heart was beating wildly.
Although the opponent's meridians have not been completely stabilized, this is clearly a sign of condensation.
Moreover, Shen Wufeng soon felt that the spiritual energy in the air around him was constantly coming and gathering towards Chu Yan.
Crash la la la——
If you listen carefully, you can even hear the sound of the ocean tide.
"It turns out that this kid has already condensed his pulse in half a step! But I have never seen a monk in the pulse condensation realm who can have such momentum and power at the beginning of pulse condensation! This kid is obviously a monster, even worse than Shen Qing still wants monsters!" Shen Wufeng's heart trembled, and for a moment, his concentrated energy became slightly distracted.
"Opportunity!" The light in Chu Yan's eyes was like an unsheathed sword, suddenly coming out.
"Blood bathed in the sky!"
With a wild roar, the flame spear swept across.
The gun glowed angrily, and murderous intent boiled.
The surrounding sword light was suddenly blown away and exploded in the air.
Shen Wufeng suddenly found that his momentum was suppressed in an instant.
"How is this possible!" Shen Wufeng's eyes showed extreme shock.
At this moment, Chu Yan had maximized the effect of the Tiansha Pill. The meridians throughout his body seemed to be burning, and the flow of blood in his body could even be heard clearly.
Whether you can kill the Pulse Condensation Realm with the appearance of the True Martial Realm, it depends on this one move!
Chu Yan had a hunch that if he could do it, his will would be tempered like never before.
His foundation will be solid and unbreakable!
"A bloody battle with the setting sun!"
Chu Yan no longer hesitated, he had a fierce tiger in his heart and walked on the blood.
A spear stabbed out, like thousands of battlefields, and shot out across the sky. For a moment, Shen Wufeng felt that the sky was dyed blood red.
His whole body seemed to fall into a sea of blood all of a sudden, and every breath was filled with blood that was too thick to be dissolved.
"Asshole! You can't kill me!"
Frightened, angry and frightened, Shen Wufeng roared loudly and swung the knife with his left hand. The light of the knife pressed against the spiritual energy, approaching the light of the spear.
clang!
Tremendous force.
Chu Yan's arms trembled, and he could no longer hold the Fiery Flame Spear. His chest heaved violently, and he could not suppress the spray of blood mist from his mouth.
But what flashed in his eyes was heroism, ecstasy, and unstoppable.
"happy!"
With a loud roar, Chu Yan swayed, then stood firm, abandoned his gun, and charged forward, like thunder, like a dragon, like a tiger, like a leopard, wild and flamboyant.
"Tiger Ju kicks eleven times in a row!"
Shen Wufeng was shocked by the terrifying power of Chu Yan's shot. The next moment, he saw the opponent rushing towards him. The speed was so fast that his afterimage was almost invisible, and the power was so fierce that even the surrounding air was shaken. It was shaken, minced, and rushed around like boiling water.
"Wind Palm!"
Bang bang bang bang!
Crackling!
The palms of his legs struck continuously in mid-air, and there was the sound of beating war drums.
Chu Yan's legs were shot with dense lines of blood. Shen Wufeng kept retreating, his face was ferocious, the five fingers of his left hand were twisted like chicken claws, the skin and flesh were torn, the finger bones were shattered, and blood was spreading wildly.
"Old man, you're going to die!" Chu Yan fell to the ground, laughed loudly, and rushed towards the opponent again without stopping.
"This lunatic!" Shen Wufeng felt his scalp numb at this moment.
But at this moment, he could only fight.
Even Shen Wufeng didn't realize that the battle that was supposed to be a sure win for him had now been completely reversed.
Now it was Chu Yan who took the initiative to attack, and he was just forced to fight.
"Old man! I give this to you on behalf of Lin Miaoran!" In the angry air current, Chu Yan was like a tiger coming out of the cage, trampling the ground with every step, and his fist was like a siege hammer, breaking through the air, "Shadow Bahuang Fist!"