"Are you qualified to use a technique with a star character?"
Chu Yan spoke word by word, and every sound that hit the monk's ears made him feel like his brain was boiling.
Why can't I use it?
Why are you looking so angry?
The monk's face was full of horror and confusion. Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, he saw Chu Yan's big hand grabbing straight at him.
Click!
A teeth-grinding sound sounded.
The monk's head was picked off by Chu Yan like a watermelon.
Hold it in your hand and crush it.
Red and white, mixed with minced meat and plasma, sprayed out all at once.
The monk's headless body swayed on the spot and fell to the ground.
"Wind-killing Sword!"
At this moment, behind Chu Yan, the roar started again.
A bright sword light, like the Milky Way falling, poured down towards Chu Yan.
"Sneak attack?"
A sharp light flashed in Chu Yan's eyes, and he raised the Eight Desolation Divine Halberd and made a sweeping sweep.
No martial arts are performed and no martial arts are required.
That's power!
The purest and most primitive power!
boom!
A critical hit in mid-air.
It was like a strong wooden stick hitting a linen bag hard.
The monk who tried to sneak attack Chu Yan let out a scream, and the sharp sword was broken into more than ten pieces in his hand.
As for him, the bones in his arms were broken inch by inch, the skin and muscles were pierced, and they came out from his body. A blood arrow spurted out from his mouth, and he fell out. The sound of another collision was like a cannonball, which hit the ground.
The moment it hit the ground, among the smoke and dust that spewed from the spot, you could clearly see the mist of blood rising slowly.
"Gudong——"
The sound of some monks swallowing saliva could be heard from all around.
When Chu Yan appeared before, he used the formation to kill dozens of people.
At that time, everyone just thought that he had mastered the formation, a powerful weapon.
As for his strength, not many people at the scene knew.
Although Tang Mu and Huang Cong knew that Chu Yan had almost cleared up the affairs of the outer disciples of Wanhai Sect here, how could they possibly tell the monks here.
What's more, in their inference, they did not think that Chu Yan was the outer disciples who were killed head-on. Instead, they thought that Chu Yan had used certain methods, relying on sneak attacks and underhanded people.
Precisely because of this cognitive error, no one seriously considered Chu Yan's strength from beginning to end.
The monks present took it for granted that Chu Yan was just a little stronger than the average second-level Pulse Condensation Realm.
There are so many monks of the same level here at the moment, and there are even third-level Pulse Condensation Realm who are obviously one level above him.
If you want to catch him or kill him, isn't it easy to catch him?
Imagine nature is beautiful.
But at this point, if anyone here still thinks like this, he is really a fool.
How can this be the strength that a second level monk in the Pulse Condensation Realm should have?
This is simply a monster!
To tear apart the third level of pulse condensation realm with your hands, what a joke!
With one move, he swept away the monks whose realm was higher than his own. Are you sure you are not dreaming?
The monks at the scene, regardless of whether they received orders from Wan Haimen, rushed over to support.
They are still monks who gathered here because they want to get the reward of the bounty.
At this moment, everyone took a step back.
Life is the most important thing.
Just when the monks at the scene took a step back in unison, a sharp light flashed in Tang Mu's eyes.
At this time, he must take action.
Obviously, Tang Mu could tell that the group of monks present had been frightened by Chu Yan.
The most shocking thing was naturally that he killed two third level Pulse Condensing Realm people with ease.
If you are at the third level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, you can enter the inner sect. If you take a step further, you can become an elite disciple of the sect!
At that time, it was a leap to the sky.
Broken Star Tower and Wan Haimen only have more than 300 elite disciples.
Before having such hope, who would take the initiative to die again?
Yes, at this moment, the monks on the scene had a surprisingly unified idea: if they rush forward, they will die.
The so-called numerical advantage and realm advantage do not exist in front of Chu Yan!
At this time, whether the role of this group of monks was approaching zero, or whether Chu Yan had already shown his strength, he was worthy of being tracked by Tang Mu for a month.
In short, at this time, it was Tang Mu's turn to take action.
boom!
Take action in the Earth Element Realm.
The aura around him seemed to have condensed into substance at this moment.
Chu Yan's eyes were focused at this moment, and he felt that the hair on his back stood up.
A huge crisis, like a cauldron, enveloped him earth-shakingly.
"Exploding river!"
Tang Mu let out a long roar, and in an instant, he rushed in front of Chu Yan. His fingers stretched infinitely, as if long rivers were rushing out from his fingertips, intertwining into a heaven and earth net, trapping Chu Yan in it.
At the same time, a liquid-like film appeared on Tang Mu's body.
This membrane slowly squirmed, covering him, and then evolved into clearly defined gauntlets, arm guards, breastplates, etc.
"Release the spiritual energy!"
"Aura becomes armor!"
The monks around him were retreating rapidly at this moment, with extremely frightened expressions on their faces, and they were shouting loudly.
At the first level of the Earth Element Realm, one can release spiritual energy, causing horrific damage.
And the aura becomes armor, and the shape can be moved at will. This is the strength that only the second level of Earth Yuan Realm possesses!
No one had thought before that the inconspicuous man appearing here, wearing a black robe, turned out to be the second level of the Earth Yuan Realm!
When they first met, Tang Mu also looked down upon Chu Yan, and with Chu Xing by his side, he was also worried that he would steal Chu Xing's limelight.
But at this moment, here, he didn't have any worries.
There were monks around who had no time to dodge and were swept away by the liquid spiritual energy. They immediately spurted blood from their mouths and flew out like kites with their strings broken.
"Chu Yan, you are doomed this time!"
Tang Mu roared wildly, directly detonating the rolling torrent that trapped Chu Yan.
At this moment, Chu Yan seemed to be frightened by Tang Mu's powerful strength.
His face was pale and he stood motionless, without any of the vigor and ferocity he had before.
boom!
boom!
The place seemed like a steel mountain exploded.
The air continued to collapse, and the ground shattered into pieces. At a glance, it seemed as if the void had exploded into chaos and a folded space.
At the moment of the explosion, Chu Yan let out a scream and fell out.
It seemed that Tang Mu's move was too powerful. Chu Yan flew out extremely fast and the power was unbelievable.
In an instant, he flew over a distance of dozens of feet.
Along the way, after knocking four or five monks who had no time to react into a pulp of flesh and blood, his body was like a falling meteorite, smashing deeply into the ground with a bang.
Terrifying power surged out from the ground, forming layers of soil waves that spread out in concentric circles.
Seeing this scene, the monks around him looked at Tang Mu with shock and fear.
Even Tang Mu himself couldn't help but froze on the spot.