Chapter 215

"Elder martial brother fan, how much contribution can you make after killing the top ten villains?"

Chu Yan a word, suddenly, like a breeze, instantly let the scene atmosphere dissipate invisible.

The fresh air, which had not been seen for a long time, once again poured into the lung cavity of Fan Cheng and others.

Mu Xiaodong looked at Chu Yan with a flash of fierce light in his eyes.

See each other is just a coagulation pulse situation, suddenly, the corner of the mouth raised a mocking smile.

Fan Cheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a cold sweat came out behind him.

I'm a younger martial brother. I'm not afraid of tigers.

But when he saw Chu Yan's eyes again, Fan Cheng couldn't help being stunned again.

When he saw Chu Yan staring at Mu Xiaodong, he was eager to try, excited and eager.

This emotion is not to cover up their own panic and deliberately pretend.

Back to God, Fan Cheng said: "the top ten villains in Nanyun are all on the list of sect's must kill list, and the people killed in each ranking are different. As for mu Xiaodong, his head can be exchanged for 60 sect's contribution points."

"If you kill him, you can get the sect contribution points, and if you can get into the ranking, you must have a lot of treasures. Elder martial brothers and sisters, what are you hesitating about?" The corners of Chu's mouth rose.

Chu Yan's words immediately made everyone present feel enlightened.

And Chu Yan's words, is equal to just Mu Xiaodong's words back, suddenly, let Mu Xiaodong can no longer accumulate before that kind of pressure.

"Son of a bitch!" Seeing the change of Fan Cheng's eyes and momentum, Mu Xiaodong scolded in his heart.

But he didn't show it on his face, just a cold smile: "is that right? In that case, I'll see what you can do! "

He said "you" in his mouth, but his body moved, but he pulled out a series of shadows and attacked Chu Yan fiercely.

Through his observation, he had a feeling that among the people, Fan Cheng had the highest realm, but Chu Yan had the lowest realm, which seemed to be the backbone of the people.

Mu Xiaodong also did not understand why the lowest level of people would be the backbone, but he knew that as long as he killed Chu Yan, then the remaining few people would be defeated!

That's the truth.

With the belief of killing, Mu Xiaodong suddenly came to Chu Yan. His five fingers were like iron claws, and he put them in the tianlinggai of Chu Yan.

He wanted to kill Chu Yan in one move to frighten him on the spot.

"Lotus leaf double wood chop!"

Chu Yan has been watching out for him.

Just when Mu Xiaodong grabbed it, he raised his knife and cut it.

"Rubbish!" Mu Xiaodong sneered. He grabbed the water cut-off knife, and with a click, he folded it in two.

"You're dead!" Mu Xiaodong roared.

But at this time, he found that Chu Yan's face did not show the panic he expected.

"Are you scared?" Mu Xiaodong thought subconsciously.

But vaguely, he felt that something was wrong.

Because of this, Mu Xiaodong hesitated in his action.

At this time, he saw Chu Yan's wrist shaking. He didn't know when a long gun appeared in his hand.

The whole body of the gun is black, like a black dragon. The blade of the gun is dark red, like blood, like magma.

The breath of death spread in an instant, making Mu Xiaodong even feel a chill in his bone marrow.

Mu Xiaodong looked up in surprise, just to the line of sight of Chu Yan.

Before he saw Chu Yan's calm eyes, he burst out a dazzling light like stars.

"Damn it! The boy cheated

Just when this idea flashed through Mu Xiaodong's mind, Chu Yan had already grasped the fierce fire gun, and the Dragon went out to sea, drawing iron and silver hooks, stabbing out a shocking shot.

"Bloody battle of the sun!"

"You can't imagine, Mu Xiaodong. I'm not good at using knives!"

Suddenly, a large amount of air was penetrated and burst in the air, making a deafening sound like the explosion of steel.

Mu Xiaodong's face suddenly changed.

The xueyang spear technique is a medium-grade martial art of the Lin family in Changqing town. This martial art is not well-known. Although it was handed down by the ancestors of the Lin family, the Lin family does not attach much importance to this "low-level" martial art.

If they knew now that Chu Yan had exerted the power of prefecture level martial arts, I'm afraid the ancestors of the Lin family would jump out of their ancestral graves and kowtow to Chu Yan.

"Fire rises the dragon!" With a roar, Mu Xiaodong's pale skin burst into red like a flame in an instant. His body suddenly twisted an incredible angle in mid air, just avoiding Chu Yan's stab.

In his heart, he felt numb. His body was frozen in the air, out of his control.

"No, it's Mingwen!" Mu Xiaodong took a cold breath and looked at Chuyan who sneered not far away.

From the movements of the other's lips, he could see that the other side seemed to say the words "lightning inscription".

"Damn it Mu Xiaodong didn't expect to be careless. He suffered a dark loss. He was thinking about how to solve the current problem. At this time, he heard Chu Yan shout.

"Brothers and sisters, do it!"

The next moment, the tide of the offensive, such as tearing up the fleet of waves, from all directions, all roared on Mu Xiaodong's body.

"Little wuxiangdian star finger!"

"Wild sword technique!"

"Lingyu sword skill!"

"The moon and the stars are falling!"

Crackle!

In the process of falling, Mu Xiaodong explodes countless blood threads on his body, soars up again and falls far away.

The rat king, who was originally under his arm, was fried into meat and mud. His viscera were mixed with steaming blood. He splashed all over the ground, leaving only one rat head, which fell on the ground and rolled several times. It just rolled in front of Chu Yan and was trampled by him.

Mu Xiaodong fell to the ground with difficulty. His red girdle had been twisted to pieces. There was hardly a piece of intact skin and flesh in his upper body. Some wounds could be seen deeply. His pale face was covered with a thick layer of blood. His hair was messy. He covered his chest and looked at the crowd with surprise and anger. He vomited blood in his mouth.

I didn't expect that under the situation of great disparity in strength, several people could hit Mu Xiaodong hard with one hand. The faces of Fan Cheng and others all showed a look of surprise and joy at the moment.

Chu Yan, however, had expected this for a long time. He said with a smile, "as long as we make rational use of the resources in our hands, it is not impossible to win with the weak and the broad."

Hearing the speech, they nodded.

Chu Yan's opportunity to use the lightning inscription is just right. It's just when Mu Xiaodong is hanging in the air and can't move.

If the difference is even a tiny bit, it will not have such a good effect.

At this time, Chu Yan looked at the angry Mu Xiaodong and said: "you are dead, because your strength is not as good as one tenth of your usual."

They were stunned again and looked at Mu Xiaodong.

The flash of panic on Mu Xiaodong's face shows that what Chu Yan just said is correct.