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Chapter 503 I am different from before

"Sun Tianyu, don't be disturbed by his words." At this time, the thirty-year-old deacon of Wan Haimen said coldly, "What the sect wants, a mere casual cultivator has no right to refuse."

This sentence expresses the tyranny of the sect and the strict hierarchy of the monk world.

In front of such a behemoth as the sect, casual cultivators rarely have the right to speak.

The realm of this deacon is the same as that of Sun Tianyu, but Sun Tianyu is a disciple, so in terms of status, Sun Tianyu is still lower than the other person.

Being reminded by the other party at this moment, Su Tianyu's expression suddenly returned to normal, he looked at Chu Yan, and sneered: "What you said has no effect at all, but you killed the disciples of Wan Haimen, and no one can save you today!"

"I don't mind killing a few more." Chu Yan snorted.

Facing the many disciples of Wanhaimen present, Chu Yan was the only one, but his attitude did not make Sun Tianyu and others feel arrogant.

After all, the brutal battle in Zhuxi Lane a few days ago had already demonstrated his strength.

At this moment, the deacon of Wanhaimen narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Second level of Pulse Condensation Realm! You have been promoted!"

The tone was full of surprise and uncertainty.

When Sun Tianyu and others heard this, they hurriedly looked towards Chu Yan.

The next moment, after Chu Yan's state was confirmed, Sun Tianyu's expression suddenly changed.

The second level of pulse condensation realm is small and the first level of pulse condensation realm is perfect. Although it seems that there is only one level difference between them, it is related to the twelve meridians and the twenty-four meridians.

Therefore, the difference in realm is not big, but the strength is probably very different from before.

"It seems you already know." Seeing the faces of Sun Tianyu and others gradually becoming ugly, Chu Yan smiled slightly, "Compared to five days ago, I am very different."

"So what!" Deacon Wan Haimen immediately retorted, "Your opponent today is different from that day!"

After speaking, Deacon Wan Haimen took out three formation diagrams, held them in his hands, and pointed at Chu Yan from a distance, with a look of determination in his eyes.

Glancing at the other party, Chu Yan flicked his wrist. Suddenly, he was holding a thick stack of nearly a hundred formation diagrams in his hands, beating them in his hands: "Compare with me?"

Deacon Wan Haimen's movements suddenly froze, and his eyes straightened.

Chu Yan could even see the other party swallowing saliva, obviously frightened.

The Wanhaimen deacon originally wanted to show off the array he owned in front of Chu Yan, but he probably never dreamed that Chu Yan was in the Broken Star Tower, named after the inscriptions and arrays.

This feeling is like a beggar in the secular world, holding up a few copper coins to show off to a rich man whose warehouse is full of gold and silver.

"Why are you talking nonsense with him? Just kill him!" Sun Tianyu suddenly shouted loudly, and rushed towards Chu Yan with a flash of his body.

He drew his sword in the air and slashed furiously. In an instant, the world seemed to be cut apart by him.

"Nine-grade sharp weapon." Looking at the giant sword the size of a door panel in the opponent's hand, Chu Yan narrowed his eyes, suddenly laughed, raised his hand and grabbed the fallen sword.

When Sun Tianyu saw this, he was immediately overjoyed.

Using the palm of his hand to block his own sword, this guy is definitely out of his mind.

"Yellow Springs Evil Dragon!"

Just when the sword light was about to cut Chu Yan's arm, a strange purple light mist suddenly appeared on Chu Yan's arm, and wherever the light mist touched, a layer of dragon scales appeared.

The next moment, there was a clang sound, and Chu Yan stood motionless on the spot, firmly grasping the giant sword with his left hand.

The power of the body pattern, coupled with the water-containing shield, is enough to withstand a blow from a ninth-grade weapon!

"hiss--"

Suddenly, there was a gasp of air from the scene.

Even Sun Tianyu stared at Chu Yan with disbelief.

Although he has not used martial arts, this is a ninth-grade weapon. Except for half-step spiritual weapons that can be encountered but cannot be obtained, this is the highest-level existence among sharp weapons!

But now, the other party actually succeeded with just one hand?

"This is impossible!" Sun Tianyu instinctively felt that this incident was definitely related to the purple mist that suddenly appeared on the opponent's arm, so he yelled, and his body suddenly seemed like the moon in the mirror, with multiple shadows appearing.

"Floating Light Clone——"

Before all the martial arts skills were used, Sun Tianyu suddenly saw Chu Yan opening his mouth towards him.

"Wind-breaking thunder!"

Whoosh!

A ray of white light shot out from Chu Yan's mouth.

The distance was so close that Sun Tianyu had no time to react.

The rolling divine thunder suddenly penetrated his Tianling Cap, pierced through his whole body, and then violently pulled in all directions.

With a scoff, Sun Tianyu, an outer disciple who had reached the second level of Pulse Condensation Realm, was immediately torn into a thick mist of blood.

The surroundings were instantly quiet and you could hear a needle drop.

The rest of the Wan Haimen disciples, including the deacon, felt their scalps numb at this moment, their whole bodies were cold, and their bodies were so stiff that they could not move. They watched Chu Yan grab Sun Tianyu's giant sword in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"Nine-grade sharp weapons, not bad." Chu Yan nodded.

With his current strength, if he explodes with all his strength, it is not impossible to defeat and explode a ninth-grade weapon.

For example, this giant sword, even if it doesn't completely explode and create a gap, is absolutely fine.

However, although the ninth-grade sharp weapon is not as good as the half-step spiritual weapon, it is still extremely rare.

It would be a pity if it was destroyed directly.

What's more, Sun Tianyu not only sent ninth-grade weapons, but also martial arts skills such as Floating Light Clone Slash to match the weapons.

So at this moment, this giant sword, including the storage bag that fell in the blood mist, all belonged to Chu Yan.

"Next, it's you." Chu Yan looked at the remaining group of Wanhaimen disciples.

"Stop, stop him!" The deacon trembled with fright and shouted repeatedly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yan was already in front of him.

At this moment, the deacon felt that the air in front of him had solidified.

A drop of cold sweat flowed down his forehead, onto the bridge of his nose, and then continued to slide down.

But at this time, he didn't have the courage to wipe it.

"I——" The deacon said dryly, trying to activate the formation chart in his hand.

As soon as Chu Yan grabbed it, the formation diagram was snatched into his hand.

At this moment, the deacon's heart was filled with despair, and he felt that the world and the earth had become pitch black.

"Die." Chu Yan stopped talking and waved his arm.

With a bang, the deacon's head exploded completely, splattering to the side.

The remaining Wanhaimen disciples wanted to escape, but Chu Yan raised his hand and pointed out.

"Blood Coagulation Divine Finger!"

Swish swish swish swish!

The blood arrows, which were as hot as lava, intertwined into a dragnet and enveloped the remaining Wanhaimen disciples. In an instant, they were all shot into a sieve.

Corpses that looked like rotten flesh fell to the ground with a crash, splattering with blood, and the bloody smell that was too thick to dissolve suddenly spread to the surroundings.


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