The disciple who had lost his fingers covered his palms and bent down.
His facial features were distorted, and his face was full of pain.
When other people saw this scene, their minds went blank at the moment.
No one expected Chu Yan to take action so directly.
And once you take action, you won't leave any room.
What's more, he didn't expect that the inner disciples, who were at a higher level than him, didn't even have time to react!
"You thought it was over?"
At this moment, the injured disciple heard a faint voice coming from above his head.
His heart twitched suddenly and he raised his head, just in time to see Chu Yan's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
His Highness Chu never yells when he is angry.
However, this can actually bring greater psychological pressure to the other party.
"You should have died."
The next moment, the disciple heard a cold sentence coming from Chu Yan's mouth.#@$&
He suddenly seemed to realize something, opened his mouth wide, and wanted to shout the word "no".
But Chu Yan was ahead of him and kicked him directly in the abdomen.
There are no martial arts skills, just pure strength.
Bang!
It was as if a big animal-skin drum was beating in place.%&(&
The ear-splitting sound even sent out ripples visible to the naked eye in mid-air.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped for a moment.
Everyone could clearly see that the skin of the disciple who was kicked by Chu Yan had ripples like water waves under the vibration of the huge force.
The next moment, blood arrows spurted out from his mouth, and his body flew out like a cannonball. With a bang, the entire flower bed a few feet away behind him was smashed into pieces.
Pieces of gravel and mud, broken grass stems and flower petals, mixed with blood, flew everywhere for a while.
Seeing this scene, the leading disciple who tried to stop Chu Yan before felt his scalp numb.
If he had just insisted on stopping Chu Yan and had a conflict with him——
The leading disciple did not dare to think any further.
This scene was so silent for a moment that you could hear a pin drop.
But Chu Yan's actions did not stop because of this.
He slowly walked up to the disciple holding a short sword.
The other party's face was as pale as paper at the moment, and his body was trembling in a way that was visible to the naked eye.
"I, I was wrong..." Facing Chu Yan's icy eyes, the disciple trembled and spat out a sentence.
The corners of Chu Yan's lips curled up, he raised his hand and pointed at Shen Qing, and said to this disciple: "You think it was your fault that you let her go and failed to silence her, right?"
With a bang, the disciple's throat was pierced by Chu Yan, and he swallowed hard.
"Scum." Chu Yan raised his hand and slapped this disciple on the face.
There was a snap, the sound was crisp and harsh, like a bolt of lightning falling on the ground.
The sound shocked everyone, and they felt vaguely that a bright spark exploded on the disciple's cheek.
The inner disciple of the third level of Pulse Condensation Realm suddenly flew into the air, half of his head was sunk in, all the teeth in his mouth fell out, one eyeball exploded, and his body was like a dead dog. He flew more than ten feet away and slammed against the wall.
A shocking human-shaped blood stain was left on the body, and then it fell to the ground and could not get up again.
With a wave of his hand, he severely injured two inner disciples whose realm was higher than his own. At this moment, everyone at the scene felt as if their throats were stuck by a big hand, and they could hardly breathe.
No one thought that Chu Yan would be so strong.
According to everyone's previous thoughts, even if the other party came to ask for an explanation, at most they would use their status as the disciple in charge to suppress them.
Want to hurt someone here?
What a joke.
Your realm is a whole level lower than most of us here!
What's more, the three disciples Chu Yan came to teach were all inner sects whose realms were higher than his.
But Chu Yan's actions were completely beyond everyone's expectations.
His coldness, his power, and his oppression are like a terrifying giant beast at this moment. Just standing here is enough to make people tremble.
"I, I, I..."
When the remaining disciple saw Chu Yan looking towards him, his eyes widened and he stepped back step by step, stammering and unable to utter a complete sentence.
"Are you scared?" Chu Yan was not in a hurry to attack him, but walked towards him step by step.
Every step will increase the pressure on the other party's heart.
Chu Yan enjoyed the feeling of torturing his opponent from physical to psychological aspects.
"The family disciples who were begging in front of you at that time must be more frightened than you. After all, I will not kill you." Chu Yan bared his teeth and smiled.
Seeing Chu Yan's red mouth and white teeth, the disciple's fear instantly rose to the extreme.
After extreme fear, comes extreme anger!
In an instant, he was filled with evil thoughts.
"I'm not afraid of you!" With a hoarse roar, the disciple suddenly pulled out his sharp weapon, "The Infinite Bone Splitting Staff!"
The air seemed to have been shattered by him in an instant.
The billowing air flow erupted with a mighty sound, and with the long stick as the center, it slammed down towards Chu Yan.
The stone slabs on the surrounding ground could not withstand the heavy pressure at this moment, crackling and making brittle sounds.
"You're crazy!"
"stop!"
The leading disciple and other disciples at the scene were all shocked at this moment and hurriedly shouted at this person.
To assassinate a fellow sect member is to commit a serious crime.
If you still resist at this moment, it will be an unpardonable crime.
Amidst the loud roar, Chu Yan's eyes revealed a look of appreciation.
The corners of his mouth were raised higher.
The half-smiling expression was in sharp contrast to the ferocious, angry and fearful expression on the disciple's face.
"What did you say?"
Still speaking calmly, Chu Yan reached out and grabbed it.
The seventh-grade sharp weapon that fell like a steel boulder was immediately easily caught in his hand.
The swirling and oscillating airflow all around fell silent instantly.
Before everyone could show their surprised expressions, Chu Yan pulled the long stick from the hand of the disciple in front of him as easily as he was eating and drinking.
Also pulled over at the same time was a pair of arms of this disciple.
With a sneer, do it simply and easily.
Two arms, filled with blood and minced flesh, were broken at shoulder level.
The whole process took less than one-tenth of the time it took to blink.
Even this disciple couldn't feel the pain.
He just opened his mouth and widened his eyes, looking at two familiar arms and a long stick holding a seventh-grade sharp weapon tightly in Chu Yan's hand.
"Do you know what I said before I came here?"
This was the second sentence he heard Chu Yan say at close range.
At this time, a stabbing pain came from my shoulder like a tide.
But just before he was completely overwhelmed by the severe pain, Chu Yan's third sentence reached his ears.
"I said, I'm going to blow you all up from head to toe."
Boom!
The disciple raised his head in horror, and suddenly found that in the sound that was ten times louder than before, the long stick, a seventh-grade sharp weapon that originally belonged to him, was falling towards him with terrifying power that could cover the sky and the sun.