Chapter 240 Sorry, I Want to Win This Match (Part 1)
The rolling air waves were like blades and arrows, shaving Chu Yan's cheeks were so painful that he tore up.
"Method!"
Chu Yan's heart was shaking.
The magic that Jiang Panmeng used was even more powerful than he thought.
This is a destructive power!
Jiang Panmeng's body shook slightly at this moment, obviously the magic that inspired her to use on the flame phoenix body was also extremely costly.
Facing Chu Yan, she slashed her with another sword.
This time, three hurricanes, like ten-story buildings, collapsed and smashed hard towards Chu Yan.
The entire arena, except for where Jiang Panmeng stood, was covered with other areas.
Obviously, Jiang Panmeng did not intend to give Chu Yan any chance to escape unless he rushed out of the arena.
But if that happens, Chu Yan will lose.
"I won't retreat." Chu Yan took a deep breath, shouted loudly, pulled out the long sword of the seventh-grade weapon with his backhand, and slashed out fiercely against the rolling hurricane.
"Although appropriate retreat is to preserve strength when facing a strong enemy, I will never retreat if I can fight!"
In an instant, Chu Yan's blood gushed all over his body, and the air around him was like a golden snake dancing. For a moment, he was like a god and a demon.#@$&
Everyone around was frightened by his aura and trembled one by one, even their souls subconsciously wanted to retreat.
"Double wood cuts the lotus leaves!"
The sword light rolled up like a thunderbolt, colliding violently with a hurricane, bursting out a series of dazzling Mars.
Chu Yan took a step forward, the blade curled, his arm torn, and his bloodline shot.
He had no expression on his face, and the light in his eyes continued to condense, allowing blood to gush, taking another step.%&(&
boom!
The first hurricane was cut in half by him.
Jiang Panmeng's eyes narrowed, he held the Phoenix Sword and stabbed the ground.
In an instant, the surrounding waves were waving and the rolling airflow gathered into a huge storm, as if it was the giant palm of the god who suppressed hell, and slapped Chu Yan hard.
The entire arena collapsed three inches into the ground with a rumbling sound.
The ground around them was rumbling and slightly ups and downs, which made the disciples retreat repeatedly, and their faces showed a look of panic.
Su Jianyuan's face also showed an extremely shocked look at this moment, and he murmured: "I didn't expect that Junior Sister Jiang's Fengyan Storm has improved again. If it were on the ring, my chances of winning would probably be less than 20%..."
Li Xiu was silent at this moment, obviously also secretly judging in his heart that if it were him now, could he take the other party's move like before.
A dazzling ball of Mars flashed out from Chu Yan's blade, flew out of Chu Yan's hand, and inserted it on the edge of the ring with a click.
Chu Yan's tiger's mouth was bleeding like a stream, and his two arms were densely packed with blood lines, and there were arcs shot out.
At this moment, there were shocking blood arrows everywhere under his feet.
Jiang Panmeng's sword condensed the storm, as if it was an ancient giant beast, stepping on him and trying to suppress him fiercely.
Not only that, the storm is like a knife, extremely sharp, and even steel plates can be torn apart.
The storm swept at this moment without any mercy and tear apart a wound on Chu Yan's body.
But Chu Yan couldn't retreat, and once he retreated, he would lose!
He doesn't want to lose.
Blood blurred his eyes, Chu Yan looked up at Jiang Panmeng in the distance, gritted his teeth and took another step forward.
Click!
The stone slabs on the ring were shattered, and in an instant, Chu Yan felt the pressure on his body heavier.
Blood arrows were shot on his shoulders at this moment.
"Junior brother, give up." Jiang Panmeng couldn't stand it anymore and said loudly.
Chu Yan glanced at her, gritted his teeth and shook his head, and took another step forward.
Alas!
The bitter storm immediately tore his long gown to pieces.
Immediately, it seemed as if countless daggers were split on him, causing Chu Yan's upper body to shoot countless blood arrows.
This scene made the disciples around him stare at each other.
Although the long gown worn by the apprentices of the Shattered Star Tower is not a treasure, there is absolutely no problem to resist the second-grade weapon.
But at this moment, the long gown was like thin paper and was easily torn apart.
The disciples around him suddenly felt cold in their hearts. When they saw Chu Yan's blood all over, they were almost shattered.
But they couldn't understand why Chu Yan didn't admit defeat and had to force him to push him.
His current performance and performance are already excellent and eye-catching enough. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?
"If you don't admit defeat, Junior Sister Jiang will not be able to withdraw his sword. If this continues, there will be only two consequences. One is that he is on the verge of death, and the deacon will save him, so he will be sentenced to lose. The other is that he is directly killed by Junior Sister Jiang.
Then, if this happens, he will still lose, no matter how he loses. What is he still insisting on doing like this now?" Su Jianyuan couldn't figure it out, "With his performance this time, he will definitely be in the top ten next time
What a hot topic, why do you have to stick to this time?”
"Because he wants to win." Looking at Chu Yan, Li Xiu, who had always been silent, said more today than before. His eyes were flashing with excitement that had not been in the past.
"Want to win?" Su Jianyuan was shocked.
Not only him, Feng Xin turned his head and couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother Li, what do you mean is Chu Yan thinks he can still win?"
"Look at the wound on his body." While Li Xiu spoke, his eyes were concentrated on Chu Yan's body, and all kinds of expressions of surprise, doubt, excitement, and confusion flashed in his eyes.
Su Jianyuan, Feng Xin and others looked at it as they were said, and after a moment, they shouted in surprise almost at the same time: "His wound is healing!"
When they said this, they looked at each other and saw an incredible look in each other's eyes!
Although the cultivator has a high level of level or has magic pills, healing wounds faster, Chu Yan is now only at the first level of the Condensation Vein Realm. At this moment, how can the wound heal so quickly under such an attack?
Although it won't heal in an instant, the bleeding wound will be stopped in a short while.
So although Chu Yan looked bloody at this moment, which was particularly scary, the injuries he suffered were actually much lighter than they thought.
"What's going on?" Everyone couldn't figure it out.
Of course they didn't know that Chu Yan had the Immortal Demon Body!
In order to enhance the ability of the immortal demon body, Chu Yan once suffered as much pain as being cut into pieces in the cage of time and space.
If he was an ordinary monk, let alone persisting until now, he would probably have been defeated when Jiang Panmeng's first sword fell.
"Not only is the injury healing speed amazing, you can feel his condition again." Just as everyone was surprised, Li Xiu spoke again.
Su Jianyuan, Feng Xin and others hurriedly looked at it.
They found that although Chu Yan's eyes were looking towards Jiang Panmeng at this moment, there was no light in his eyes, as if he was unconscious, but his eyes were open.
But, the blood on his body became stronger and stronger, rolling violently, step by step, extremely firm, and was about to walk to Jiang Panmeng!