Chapter 240

Rolling waves of air, toward the four sides, such as blade, such as arrow cluster, scraping Chu Yan cheek are tearing pain.

"Technique!"

Chu Yan's heart was cold.

Jiang panmeng's technique is more powerful than he imagined.

This is the power to destroy the dead!

At the moment, Jiang panmeng's body shakes slightly, which obviously stimulates her own flame. The skill displayed by Phoenix's body also consumes her a lot.

In the face of Chu Yan, she once again cut down.

This time, three hurricanes, like ten story buildings, collapsed and smashed down toward Chu Yan.

The whole arena, except where Jiang panmeng stood, was shrouded.

Obviously, Jiang panmeng doesn't intend to give Chu Yan any chance to escape unless he rushes down the challenge arena.

But in that case, Chu Yan lost.

"I will not return it." Chu Yan took a deep breath, a roar, backhand out of seven sharp weapon of the long knife, facing the hurricane, cut out.

"In the face of a strong enemy, proper retreat is a manifestation of preserving strength and waiting for the future. But in my heart, Chu Yan, if I can fight, I will never retreat!"

For a moment, Chu Yan's whole body was full of blood, and the air around his body was like a Golden Snake dancing around. For a moment, the whole person was like a devil.

All the people around him were terrified by his momentum. They were all trembling. Even their souls were subconsciously forced to retreat.

"Lotus leaf double wood chop!"

The light of the sword is like a thunderbolt. It collides violently with the hurricane and bursts out a series of dazzling sparks.

Chu Yan step forward, blade curl, arm tear, blood line shot.

His face was expressionless, and the essence of his eyes kept condensing, allowing the blood to gush and taking another step.

Boom!

The first hurricane was cut in half by him.

As soon as Jiang panmeng's eyes were fixed, he held the Phoenix sword and stabbed at the ground.

In a flash, the four waves of strange clouds and rolling air gathered into a huge storm, which seemed to be the giant hand of the God of heaven who suppressed hell and beat Chu Yan hard.

The whole arena, with a roar at the moment, collapsed three inches to the ground.

The surrounding ground was rumbling and slightly undulating, which made all the disciples step back and look frightened.

Su Jianyuan's face also showed an extremely shocked look at the moment, and murmured: "I didn't expect that the Fengyan storm of younger martial sister Jiang had been improved again. If it was above the challenge arena, I'm afraid my chance of winning would be less than 20%..."

Li Xiu was silent at the moment. Obviously, he was secretly weighing in his heart. If it was his own now, could he take the other side's move as before.

The blade of the long sword suddenly flashed a dazzling spark, flew out of Chu Yan's hand, and with a click, it was inserted on the edge of the challenge arena.

Chuyan's tiger mouth is full of blood, with two arms and dense blood lines, showing arcs.

Under his feet, there are shocking blood arrows everywhere at the moment.

Jiang panmeng's sword, gathering the storm, seems to be an ancient beast, stepping on him to suppress him.

Not only that, the storm like a knife, extremely sharp, even the steel plate, can be torn apart.

At the moment the storm swept, mercilessly, in Chu Yan body tore a wound.

But Chu Yan can't retreat. Once he retreats, he will lose!

He didn't want to lose.

Blood blurred his eyes, Chu Yan looked up at the distant river pan dream, gritted his teeth and took another step forward.

Click!

The stone of the challenge arena was crushed. In an instant, Chu Yan felt the pressure on his body.

On his shoulder, at the moment, he was shooting blood arrows.

"Younger martial brother, admit defeat." Jiang pan couldn't see it any more, he said aloud.

Chu Yan looked at her, gritted his teeth, shook his head, and took another step forward.

Shua!

The fierce storm tore his long clothes to pieces.

Immediately, as if countless daggers split on him, Chu Yan's upper body angrily shot countless blood arrows.

This scene made all the disciples around stare straight.

Although the long shirt worn by the apprentice of broken Star building is not a treasure, it is absolutely no problem to resist the second-class sharp weapon.

But at the moment, this long shirt is like thin paper, easily torn open.

The disciples around him felt cold at the bottom of his heart. When he saw Chu Yan's bloody body, he was almost heartbroken.

Just they how also don't understand, Chu Yan why still don't admit defeat, must hard top up.

His current achievements and performance are excellent enough and eye-catching enough. What's not satisfied?

"If you don't admit defeat, it's impossible for younger martial sister Jiang to withdraw her sword. If she goes on like this, there are only two results. One is that he is on the verge of death, and the Deacon saves him. That way, he is judged to lose. The other is that he is directly killed by younger martial sister Jiang. In this way, he still loses. What does he insist on doing now?" Su Jianyuan doesn't understand, "with his performance this time, he will definitely become the top ten next time. Why do you have to stick to this one?"

"Because he wants to win." Looking at Chu Yan, Li Xiu, who had always been silent, said more today than before. In his eyes, there was a twinkling of excitement that he had never seen before.

"Want to win?" Su Jianyuan was surprised.

Not only him, but also Feng Xin turned his head and said, "elder martial brother Li, do you mean Chu Yan thinks he can still win?"

"Look at the cut on him." While Li Xiu spoke, his eyes were focused on Chu Yan, and his eyes were full of surprise, doubt, excitement and puzzlement.

Su Jianyuan, Feng Xin and others looked at him in accordance with his words. After a moment, they were almost surprised and cried out: "his wound is healing!"

When they said this, they looked at each other and saw the incredible look in each other's eyes!

Although the monk's realm is high, or when there is a panacea, it can speed up the healing of the wound, but Chu Yan now clearly coagulates the pulse realm. Now under such attack, how can the wound heal so fast?

Although it won't heal in a moment, the bleeding wound will stop bleeding in a moment.

So Chu Yan at the moment, although his whole body seemed to be full of blood, which was particularly frightening, but his injury was actually much lighter than they thought.

"What's going on?" People don't understand.

Naturally, they don't know that Chu Yan has immortal demons!

In order to enhance the ability of immortal demons, Chu Yan once suffered as much pain as a thousand cuts in the cage of time and space.

If he was an ordinary monk, he would have been defeated when Jiang panmeng's first sword fell.

"It's not only the amazing healing speed of the injury, you can feel his state again." Just when everyone was surprised, Li Xiu said again.

Su Jianyuan, Feng Xin and others looked away quickly.

They found that although Chu Yan's eyes were looking in the direction of Jiang panmeng at the moment, there was no light in his eyes, as if he had been in a coma, but his eyes were open.

However, his Qi and blood were getting stronger and stronger, rolling fiercer and fiercer. Step by step, he was very firm, and he was about to walk in front of Jiang panmeng!