Chapter 200

The whole shaking star hall was silent for a moment, and everyone's faces were uncertain.

The disciples who have nothing to ask for in the Lingtu list are OK now. As for those who hope to make a breakthrough in the Lingtu list next month, their eyes twinkle at the moment.

Some news had been spread among the apprentices through various channels.

"A strong enemy appears."

"The mysterious man cracked the dynamometer!"

"Check! We must find out who it is

"This kind of strength is absolutely impossible to be possessed by the novice disciples. Immediately start to check from the top 20, no, the top 15 in the last list!"

"This guy shows his strength, but he hides and deliberately conceals his identity. There must be an attempt. We must find him!"

For a moment, bursts of undercurrent, surging up, and the scope of rapid expansion.

The 15000 apprentices of broken Star building are destined to experience a period of uneasiness.

At this time, Chu Yan, the initiator of all this, was completely irrelevant to himself. He mixed in the crowd, seemingly careless, but he was paying attention to the reactions of the people around him.

He had just made a series of punches and hit the dynamometer post like the scorching sun when he found something wrong.

People around are not blind. If they make such a big noise, unless they are stupid, they will be found.

But before that, Chu Yan didn't want to be too exposed.

Fortunately, the light of the dynamometer is dazzling enough to allow him to withdraw from the array without being noticed by others.

At this time, from the public's comments, Chu Yan has vaguely guessed that, from the power point of view, he estimated that he had the ranking of the top 20 in the list of Lingtu.

Before that, whether it was the refining of the essence and blood, the nourishing of the blood marrow, the swallowing of the whale hunting Dharma, and the beating of immortal and demon body, Chu Yan's body was far superior to that of his peers.

Later, he used a higher method of swallowing aura to refine his body. If Chu Yan's power could not surpass that of the same level practitioners, he would be dead. Let alone the immortal road.

But at the moment, from the people's whispering, he also sighed that zongmen was really unfathomable.

His current strength is only to be in the top 20 of the list of spirituals, not the top few.

You know, all the disciples on the list are monks who are in the same spiritual state, but they can be divided into small success, great success and perfection.

From this, we can see how deep the clan's inside information is. Although there are many adventures in Chu, some people are still above him now.

However, in another way of thinking, Chu Yan only entered the sect for a few decades, and began to practice as a monk. It was only half a year, but he was able to surpass many disciples who had been in the sect for a long time, which was enough to show his genius.

But Chu Yan also knows that strength does not mean strength.

It is only useful to pour the power you have in your hands on the enemy. Otherwise, if you only have power but can't hit people, you will be a waste.

"We need a little chance of actual combat, and we also need stronger martial arts skills." Chu Yan said in his heart, "and there aren't many spirit stones left from Wang Hao before. If there aren't more spirit stones, the next step will be slower. That's not so good."

Reading this, Chu Yan could not help sighing.

"To cultivate immortals is to cultivate money. It's no wonder that fortune comes second only to the law."

At the thought of the spiritual stone needed for cultivation, Chu Yan couldn't help a headache.

Thinking about his mind, Chu Yan left the shaking star hall.

"If I can't help it, I can only see if there is any task to earn Lingshi. Anyway, my current strength is much better than that of my new apprentice, but that would waste a lot of time..."

Chu Yan thought about his mind while walking. When he came to a remote place, suddenly, a sharp and high pitched voice sounded in front of him.

"Chu Yan! Stop

Chu Yan raises his head and sees Wang Hao, who is holding his arm and sneering at himself.

"Oh? Is that you Chu Yan's eyes narrowed and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly. Suddenly, he stepped forward and stepped forward. In an instant, he came to Wang Hao, grabbed each other's collar and lifted them up.

Wang Hao only felt a flower in front of him. The next moment, he was surprised to find that his feet were hanging in the air. In front of him was Chu Yan's smiling face.

This time, with Wang Lijie as his backing, Wang Hao was full of confidence. He was ready to humiliate Chu Yan in his words, so that he could take a bad breath of being beaten last time.

But didn't expect, he didn't say a word, Chu Yan is more ferocious than him, directly carried him in mid air.

What's more, the huge gap in strength made Wang Hao almost slip into the big intestine.

"Chu, Chu Yan... What do you want..."

The humiliating words that had been prepared in his mind had now been completely forgotten. What Wang Hao stammered out was the groan of a fierce man.

Chu Yan raised his hand and slapped Wang Hao's eyes with stars. He opened his mouth and spat out a few broken teeth. Half of his head suddenly became numb. It seemed that countless crazy bees were buzzing around his ears.

"You, why did you hit me..." after a moment, Wang Hao came back to himself and said with a sad face, feeling very wronged.

"Why hit you?" Chu Yan bared his teeth with a smile, red mouth and white teeth. In Wang Hao's eyes, it was particularly frightening, "the spirit stone of November and December, give it to me!"

Wang Hao shivered all over his body and was scared to pee.

He went to see pan Xu, and when he knew that Pan Xu was going to deal with Chu Yan, he naturally felt that Chu Yan was dead. So he thought about Chu Yan and his own cultivation.

In the past two months, one of the spirit stones he received was used for self-cultivation, and the other was given to pan Xu. Where else could he give it to Chu Yan.

At the moment, Chu Yan's cold eyes fixed on him. He felt that his soul was shaking, and his tears could not help flowing down.

"You, you can't beat me here openly... You'll be detained by the picket team for your contribution..." suddenly, Wang Hao seemed to think of something. He showed the expression that the drowning man grasped the straw and said in a loud voice, "once the contribution of the clan has been detained, you'll be rushed to the place of the servant brother!"

Chu speech smell speech, heart not from a burst of displeasure.

He knew that there was a picket team in the broken Star building.

The so-called picket team, in fact, is to select some disciples from the sect, give them the power to enforce the law and deduct the sect's contribution points, and let them be responsible for maintaining the order among the disciples on weekdays. For example, if someone openly beats his fellow disciples or violates other sect rules, they will be punished as long as they are found by the disciples of the picket team.

Just as Chu Yan was pondering, a cold voice came from behind him: "are you Chu Yan? It's a lot of guts. "