Chapter 241 Sorry, I want to win this match (Part 2)
"Refining consciousness!" Su Jianyuan exclaimed.
The other people also showed expressions of amazement, envy, disbelief, etc. on their faces.
Refining consciousness is a state of cultivation by monks, and it will only occur after extreme exploitation of themselves.
It’s like a person who makes himself exhausted and exhausted. At this time, if he eats something, he will absorb it all and not waste it at all.
Therefore, the cultivation of consciousness is the best state for cultivators to practice.
In this state, taking pills and absorbing spiritual energy can be at least twice or even twice as efficient than usual!
However, this state is not only achieved by squeezing oneself, but also requires more opportunities.
Otherwise, everyone can enter this state by squeezing themselves. If that genius is not everywhere, there will be many strong people like dogs.
No one of the people present had ever entered this state except Li Xiu.
Even Li Xiu himself accidentally entered the state of refining consciousness by chance.
And since then, no matter how hard he put in, he has not been able to reach the threshold.
It is precisely because of the difficulty of purifying consciousness that everyone is envious and amazed that Chu Yan can enter this state in battle.
On the ring, Chu Yan took a step by step at this moment, leaving only less than five feet away from Jiang Panmeng.
"Junior brother, why are you doing?" Looking at Chu Yan, who was covered in blood, Jiang Panmeng felt a little embarrassed.
Her first impression of this junior brother who rose like a comet and was polite at the same time was very good, so she was unwilling to hurt the other party hard at this moment.
But at this time she couldn't stop, otherwise she would lose.
Seeing Chu Yan's blood flowing all over his body, but he was still moving forward, Jiang Panmeng took a deep breath, and a firmness flashed in his eyes: "Since that's the case, then junior brother, I'm sorry."
After the words fell, she stimulated the blood in her body.
In an instant, the sound of phoenix sounds was heard in the circling air flow around.
The sacred and grand, ancient aura spreads, and suddenly it makes people feel the urge to kneel on their knees and worship.
"It's over." Li Xiu said lightly.
Everyone else had no objection.
Seeing this scene, they all knew very well that Jiang Panmeng would not hold back anymore. With Chu Yan's current state, it was impossible for him to withstand the other party's attack.
"Feng Yan Storm! Blazing Flame Slash!"
The long sword pointed at Chu Yan angrily.
The spiritual energy in her body poured out at this moment.
It seemed as if the ancient giant beast had flapped its wings, and suddenly, a strong wind suddenly rose and a flat mine surged, which was shocking.
Chu Yan, who had been struggling before, suddenly had a sharp light flashed in his eyes at this moment.
"Seven Stars Chaos Wind Steps! The Seventh Star!"
A phantom flashed, and Chu Yan actually came straight towards the Phoenix Sword in Jiang Panmeng's hand.
The airflow rolled onto him, and he didn't dodge at all, relying on his condensed body to resist!
"Shadow Eight Fists!"
"Thuju eleven kicks!"
Losing the Lieyan Gun and Long Sword, Chu Yan now used his physical body and martial arts to blow up the cyclone that had been rolled up, and a bloody rain was rolled up.
Three zhang!
Two feet!
One zhang!
Chu Yan rushed to Jiang Panmeng.
At this moment, his whole body was covered in blood, and his body burst out with high temperatures like magma. The momentum of a god and a demon coming, causing people to face him to have a blank mind and a sank of heart.
She wanted to withdraw her sword, but at this time, it was too late.
"Raging Dragon Pan Side Kill!"
Chu Yan shouted loudly and took advantage of his strongest martial arts.
The palms are like dragon claws, and the target is not Jiang Panmeng, but the phoenix sword in Jiang Panmeng's hand.
Jiang Pan Meng's heart is trembling.
Li Xiu and others in the audience also held their breath at this moment, and their pupils contracted sharply.
The flesh and blood palm grabbed the blade of the Phoenix Sword, like an iron chain, tightly wrapped around it. Suddenly, blood surged in Chu Yan's palm.
Jiang Panmeng was shocked and wanted to draw the sword, but the terrifying power of the Rage Dragon Strike was not something she could compete with.
Although Jiang Panmeng was holding the Phoenix Sword at this moment, she could not control the outflow of the Phoenix Sword at all.
The hot air that just surged around also stagnated.
The next moment, Jiang Panmeng was surprised to see that Chu Yan actually held the Phoenix Sword and stabbed towards his chest.
Everyone was stunned by his movements.
Li Xiu and others even stood up with their eyes wide open.
"Crazy-this guy is crazy-this" Su Jianyuan murmured.
Feng Xin held the knuckles of the ancient sword and was pinched white at this moment.
Swish!
The Phoenix Sword pierced Chu Yan's chest, and blood gushed out of his mouth as if he didn't have money.
But at this moment, the airflow, pressure, and ancient aura all disappeared all at once, and to be more precise, he was suppressed by him!
In the process, Jiang Panmeng couldn't help but fall a step forward. At this moment, he held the Phoenix Sword and looked at Chu Yan with incredible eyes.
She didn't expect that Chu Yan would be so crazy.
"Senior sister, I have caught your flaw." Chu Yan opened his mouth and smiled, blood flowing down his chin.
Jiang Panmeng was stunned. Looking at Chu Yan's blood flowing out of his mouth, his voice trembled, and tears appeared in his eyes: "It's worth it if you do this..."
A sword pierces the chest, which is a fatal injury!
"Sister Sister, you are much stronger than me, and your body skills are extremely exquisite. Without this method, I can't find that chance at all." Chu Yan laughed, and at this moment, the hand holding the Phoenix Sword was bleeding, covering his chest.
Blood kept gushing out of his fingers, and blood was gushing out of his mouth, as if he was about to die.
The deacons and elite disciples in the audience were hesitating whether to end the game.
"But you can't do anything now." Jiang Panmeng took a deep breath, sniffed and said.
Her eyes were clear and she looked at Chu Yan: "Although you stopped my flame slash, your current state is impossible to beat me. The martial arts you master cannot pose a threat to me at all, and I am one
You can knock you out of the ring with your hands."
Chu Yan laughed and looked at Jiang Panmeng.
At this moment, Jiang Panmeng clearly saw his reflection from Chu Yan's eyes.
For some reason, Jiang Panmeng suddenly felt panic.
At this time, a sound like a dream came from Jiang Panmeng's ears.
"Senior sister, you ask me if this is worth it. Of course it is worth it, because as long as I can fight, I will never give up."
"I embark on the path of immortality, and what I seek is to be brave and diligent, and walk with blood."
"Sister sister, I'm sorry, I want to win this game."
Three sentences shake Jiang Panmeng's mind.
The last sentence is particularly firm.
For a moment, she felt her heart as if she was being squeezed hard by an invisible big hand, and her chest was so stuffy that she could hardly breathe.
Suddenly, Jiang Panmeng realized something and hurriedly raised his head. When he saw Chu Yan, he showed a smile, raised his right hand to him, his palm was covered in blood, and his index finger stretched out and pointed at him.
"Xiao Wuxiang's star finger." Chu Yan smiled.
A terrifying blood energy at the fingertips, like a huge wave that burst out, pounced on Jiang Panmeng's chest and knocked her away in an instant.