When the monk heard what Chu Yan said, the face froze.
His face showed a pale look and he said unnaturally: "I am really just a casual cultivator who passed by. I want to come to Inu Shenshan to try my luck..."
Before the other party could finish speaking, Chu Yan interrupted the other party and said, "The wandering cultivator actually walked through the waves and clouds at Wanhai Sect. When did the martial arts of Wanhai Sect become a cabbage that can be seen everywhere?"
Alas!
In an instant, the monk's face turned pale as paper.
He couldn't help but tremble, took a step back, and stammered: "I, I don't know what you are talking about..."
"Then I can let you know what you should say." Chu Yan sneered.
"Chu Yan! Don't think that you can escape the net of my Wanhai Sect after being promoted!" At this moment, the monk's identity was exposed, and the face of this monk was immediately covered in ferociousness and shouted.
The next moment, his body swelled as if it was full of energy.
In the blink of an eye, he became like a ball full of energy. His whole person swelled three or four times, and his skin was almost transparent.
Under the skin, the thick blood can be visible to the naked eye.
"You, you can't escape! Our Wanhai Gate has been following you for a long time... Immediately... They will come here soon..."
The monk's face was swollen at this moment, his facial features were piled up together, and he said in an vague voice.
"Oh." Chu Yan nodded and looked at the other party, "You know you are unable to escape from falling into my hands, so do you plan to send a signal by death?"
The monk's eyes, which were squeezed into a gap, flashed with a hint of surprise.
He said in surprise: "Then, then you haven't escaped?"
"I'm worried that I can't find the people from your Wanhai Sect. Now I'm sending them over here on my own initiative, why should I run away?" Chu Yan glanced at the other party sideways.
"You—" Suddenly, the monk seemed to realize something, "I'm fooled!"
"Yes, it's a pity that you want to regret it at this time, it's too late." Chu Yan said in a very sympathetic tone.
"I, I don't want it!"
The monk let out an unwilling cry, and his body expanded to the extreme at this moment.
Bang!
Suddenly, it exploded with flesh and blood.
In the rolling blood, a blue light shone straight into the sky like a sharp arrow, and a pattern like a sail was blooming in the air.
This pattern shines brightly in the air, and even if it is dozens of miles apart, it can be seen clearly.
After the noise around calmed down, Lin Miaoran looked at Chu Yan: "Are you going to stay here?"
"Yeah." Chu Yan nodded and smiled, looking very considerate, "If the disciples of Wanhai Sect came and found that I was not here, then they would be very disappointed, so I planned to wait for them here.
"
"Yeah, that's what it should be." Yingjun nodded violently on Chu Yan's shoulder.
In its opinion, the disciples of Wanhai Sect are not enemies, but food, delicious food.
If you have a good food to send your door, just say "Please enjoy me", what kind of enjoyment is this!
After looking around, Chu Yan pulled Lin Miaoran, jumped to a tall stone nearby, and sat cross-legged: "Just wait here, don't take action later. This is my personal grudge with Wanhaimen."
"Okay." Lin Miaoran nodded.
But she did not forget to remind her: "Don't show off."
Chu Yan thought for a while and smiled, "They? Not worthy."
After waiting for about half an hour, figures appeared behind the rocks around.
The handsome saliva has begun to suppress the ticking answer.
Little Sugar is lying on the stone, and his eyes were fell asleep.
Lin Miaoran looked around, and looked at Chu Yan with a calm face.
Although Chu Yan asked her not to shoot, Lin Miaoran was still a little worried.
Wan Haimen had lost a lot in Chu Yan's hands. This time, they must be more careful and more cautious. The monks sent will only be stronger.
With a glance, Lin Miaoran felt a little sinking heart.
The scope of vision, although the monks who remitted to here are not all disciples of Wanhaimen, there are more than 20 people.
And at this moment, there were figures in the distance approaching this side again.
Lin Miaoran speculated that those monks who were not disciples of Wanhai Sect should have come for the rewards for Wanhai Sect.
The previous shadow condensation talisman that preserves Chu Yan's appearance is proof of it.
"Chu Yan, it's you!"
At this time, a figure stepped out.
He lifted the hood on his body and immediately showed a face that Lin Miaoran had seen.
"It's you? You're not dead?" Lin Miaoran couldn't help but say in surprise.
A year ago, Chu Xing sent four subordinates to chase Chu Yan.
Three of them were killed by Chu Yan.
The remaining one was the leading cultivator. Under the eyes of Wanhaimentian's mind, Chu Yan took away the blood of the demon python on his body.
At that time, Master Wanhaimen Tianshishi was knocked away by a dog, and Lin Miaoran thought that the leading monk had also been killed.
After all, he was seriously injured before the demon python's blood was taken away.
Unexpectedly, I could see him here at this moment.
"Of course I'm not dead, otherwise, how could I get this chance to take revenge!" The muscles on the leading monk's face were twitching at this moment.
The hatred in his eyes almost turned into surging blood.
"Chu Yan! Get over here!" With a loud shout, the leading monk had already pulled out the long sword on his back.
The blade rolled up, and suddenly the ground around it was cut.
The nearby stubborn stone shakes slightly, and it will be divided into two halves.
The incision Guanghua is like a mirror.
Seeing that the monks in the Earth Yuan realm took action, and were disciples of Wanhai Sect and other nearby monks, they did not keep getting closer.
But they did not leave either.
After all, the reward for this reward is too generous.
For monks who are hiding in this area, that is also a huge wealth.
If you can get it, you can leave the Wan Yao Cultivation Hall and go back to your country, either enjoy it or be brave and diligent.
"Who else has come to Wanhai Gate besides you?" Chu Yan opened his eyes at this moment and glanced at him.
Seeing that the monks gathered around him at this moment, there were only a few disciples of Wanhai Sect, he couldn't help but sneer: "There are so few people. They were cleared a year ago. They haven't recovered their energy yet, but they were all scared.
Don't dare to come over again?"
"Don't you fart!" The leading monk roared repeatedly, "It's enough to deal with you and me! Death for me! The sea of rage is shattered!"
Alas!
The sword light moved.
In an instant, a ball of scorching sun seemed to spit out from the sword light.
The storm of light was dazzling and dazzling. In an instant, it turned into dozens of sharp edges, tearing open the air, the ground, and slashed towards Chu Yan angrily.