Almost at the moment Chu Yan took a step forward, countless cold lights that looked like tiny pieces of ice suddenly condensed in the air around him, shooting towards Chu Yan in the center from all directions.
Yingjun, who was hiding in the distance, could see clearly. At this moment, he couldn't help but cover his mouth with a pair of small hooves.
"Starlight Overlord Body!"
At this moment, in the bursting cold light, a low shout came from Chu Yan.
The next moment, a sound like pearls falling on a jade plate, like thunderbolts, resounded in the wilderness.
Crackling!
The cold light all hit Chu Yan, exploded, shattered, turned into powder, and surged out in all directions.
A sheet of white that looked like fog but not mist, and looked like smoke but not smoke, instantly enveloped the scene.
Handsome eyes stared unblinking at the scene in front of him, feeling as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
After a moment, a figure, covered in blood, stumbled out of the white smoke.
"Chu Yan!" Yingjun was shocked and hurried over.
"I'm fine, don't come close." Chu Yan waved his hand, signaling the other person to stop quickly.
Yingjun hurriedly stopped and looked towards Chu Yan.
Its eyes were flashing with unprecedented shock at this moment.
It has also been with Chu Yan day and night for several months, and this is the first time it has seen Chu Yan in such a mess.
The clothes that were in good condition a moment ago have now become tattered, even worse than the tattered pockets worn by beggars. It seems that if you pull them casually, they will completely rot.
What's even more frightening is that his body is covered with countless wounds.
There was blood oozing out of these wounds, making him look like a bloody man at a glance, which was particularly terrifying.
But what's more reassuring is that Chu Yan spoke with a strong voice, and it didn't look like he was seriously injured.
"It's a small matter, don't worry." Chu Yan immediately sat down cross-legged to comfort Yingjun.
In less than ten minutes, Yingjun understood what Chu Yan meant when he said don't worry.
In just a short time, Chu Yan's injuries all over his body recovered, leaving not even a trace.
"This guy's body is probably not as good as many wild beasts." Yingjun was dumbfounded, and suddenly he felt as if his previous relationship was in vain.
Seeing Chu Yan stand up and walk towards the sword mark again, Yingjun was stunned for a moment and exclaimed: "You want more?"
"Of course." Chu Yan did not look back, "If I was only slightly interested in it at the beginning, now I am determined to win it!"
This time, Chu Yan did not walk over step by step. Instead, the moment he entered a distance of ten feet, he suddenly accelerated, used Ten Thousand Miles of Pavilion, shrunk to an inch, and in an instant, he was in front of the sword mark. He opened his five fingers and pointed directly towards
He grabbed the sword mark and grabbed it.
"You're crazy!" Seeing this, Yingjun hurriedly covered his eyes with his front hooves.
Even so, it still felt a tightness on its scalp, as if something sharp was pressing into its soul.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the next moment, there was the sound of something heavy cutting through the air, followed by a bang, and Yingjun heard the explosion and roar of a big tree breaking behind him and falling to the ground, and the ground shook violently several times.
It turned around and immediately saw Chu Yan lying there on his back, motionless, under several large trees that had fallen to the ground.
His appearance at this time was at least a hundred times more terrifying than before.
Before, he only had blood oozing from his body, but now he is simply a bloody man.
Not only that, Chu Yan's body was covered with all kinds of terrible wounds, as if a pork chop on a chopping board had been chopped hundreds of times with a knife and axe. Bones could be seen in every wound.
Especially on his chest, there was a sword mark, which was exactly the same as the one on the rock, only shorter. It cut from his left collarbone to his right rib, almost splitting him diagonally into two pieces.
If an ordinary monk suffered such an injury, he would probably have died several times.
Yingjun felt his heart tightening at this moment and jumped over in a hurry. Seeing that Chu Yan was still breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next moment, its chest was filled with anger.
"I said you are really crazy. Just walk forward slowly at the beginning. What do you mean by rushing over directly? You think you can't die fast enough? It doesn't matter if you die yourself. If you implicate me, then the problem is
It’s big, do you know!” Yingjun raised a hoof and wanted to hit Chu Yan on the head hard, but looking left and right, he really couldn’t find a place to strike, so he could only give up in frustration.
"I don't have the strength to talk to you right now. I have a lot of broken bones. Let me take a moment." Chu Yan's voice came from the bloody face - there was nothing I could do, his nose was almost cut off just now.
Drop half.
"Do you want me to call someone for you?" Yingjun sat down on a nearby tree trunk angrily, "You look like this, no matter what, you should rest for two or three months."
Chu Yan waved his hand.
"No need?" Yingjun sneered, "Then I'll see how long you can keep your words."
Half an hour later, Yingjun was speechless.
Because at this time, Chu Yan had already moved his hands and feet and stood in front of it, as if he was fine.
"You, you are the monster, right?" Yingjun's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, and he looked up at Chu Yan.
For half an hour, it watched with its own eyes as the wounds on Chu Yan's body healed and then recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At this time, the wounds on his body that were deep enough to see the bones, except for some light scars, had actually healed!
And these scars can fade away in just four or five minutes.
In fact, this is indeed the case. As soon as Yingjun spoke, Chu Yan only had the scar on his chest that almost penetrated his body that had not disappeared. There were no traces on other places.
"Is this the credit of the Canghai Cloud Splitter Beast and the White Tiger Essence and Blood?" Yingjun couldn't help but ask.
"No, this is the result of practicing hard at all costs." Chu Yan turned around and walked towards the sword mark again.
He would not tell Yingjun that after he had cultivated his acquired immortal demonic body, in order to strengthen his body's defense against swords, he had gritted his teeth countless times and fought with all his life to use his body to meet the cuts and slashes of swords.
It was precisely because of the blood and sweat that Chu Yan had put in that he had the confidence to touch this sword intention with his own hands tonight.
"Are you confident that you will succeed this time?" Looking at Chu Yan striding over, Yingjun couldn't help but ask.
"Of course."
After the words fell, Chu Yan took another step forward.
"Wanli Leisure Garden!"
Whoosh!
In an instant, his body turned into a long shadow, and in an instant, he rushed in front of the rock.
The condensed cold light and sword light were all left behind him in that moment.
"Come!"
With a loud shout, Chu Yan's five fingers formed into claws, and he clawed hard at the sword mark on the rock.
Chu Yan's determined attitude seemed to completely irritate the remaining sword intent on this sword mark.
At this moment, an unprecedented sharp cold light appeared on the surface of the deeply concave sword marks, which penetrated directly into the soul and made it impossible to look directly.