Chapter 241

"Practice knowledge!" Su Jianyuan breathes out in surprise.

Other people, at the moment, also showed exclamation, admiration, disbelief and so on.

Cultivation of consciousness is a state of cultivation of monks, which only appears after extreme pressure on themselves.

Just like a person, let oneself exhausted, exhausted, this kind of time, let him eat things, then will absorb all, no waste.

Therefore, the cultivation of consciousness is the best state for monks to practice.

In this state, taking pills, absorbing aura, the efficiency can be at least twice as high as usual, or even twice as high!

But this kind of state, not only can squeeze oneself to be able to achieve, more also needs the opportunity.

Otherwise, everyone can get into this state by squeezing himself. Only that day can he walk everywhere. The strong are more like dogs.

Everyone present, except Li Xiu, had never been in this state.

Even Li Xiu himself was just a chance to enter the state of refining knowledge.

Since then, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach the threshold.

It was because of the difficulty of entering into the cultivation of consciousness that people admired and marveled that Chu Yan could enter this state in the battle.

On the challenge arena, Chu Yan stepped forward step by step at the moment, less than five Zhang away from Jiang panmeng.

"Younger martial brother, why are you suffering?" Looking at Chu Yan with blood all over his body, Jiang pan Meng couldn't bear it.

Her first impression of this cometary and polite younger martial brother is very good, so she doesn't want to hurt each other at the moment.

But now she can't stop, otherwise, she will lose.

Seeing Chu Yan's blood flowing, but still moving forward, Jiang panmeng took a deep breath, and a touch of firmness flashed in his eyes: "in that case, younger martial brother, I'm sorry."

As her voice fell, she aroused her blood.

In a flash, the sound of Fengming was heard in the swirling air.

The sacred, grand and ancient atmosphere spread. Suddenly, people have the impulse to kneel down and worship.

"It's over." Li Xiu said faintly.

Other people have no objection.

Seeing this scene, they all knew that Jiang panmeng would not stay any longer. In Chu Yan's present state, it was impossible to resist the other party's attack.

"Fengyan storm! Blazing fire

The sword points at Chu Yan angrily.

The aura in her body poured out at this moment.

It's as if the archaic giant flapped its wings. Suddenly, the wind burst up and the thunder surged on the flat land, which made the voice shocking.

Chu Yan, who had been walking hard before, suddenly flashed a bright light in his eyes at this moment.

"Seven Star random wind step! The seventh star

With a flash of virtual shadow, Chu Yan's pen came straight to the Phoenix sword in Jiang panmeng's hand.

Air flow volume to him, he did not dodge, relying on the condensed body hard resistance!

"Shadow eight wild fists!"

"Huju 11 kicks in a row!"

Without the fierce fire gun and long sword, Chu Yan, with his physical body and martial arts skills, blows up the whirlwind and rolls up a bloody rain.

Three feet!

Two feet!

One foot!

Chu Yan rushes in front of Jiang panmeng.

At the moment, his whole body is bathed in blood, and his whole body erupts with a high temperature like magma, which is like the coming of gods and demons. When people face him, their brain will be blank and their heart will sink.

"Is he --" Jiang panmeng suddenly realized something in Chu Yan's indomitable eyes.

She wanted to withdraw the sword, but it was too late.

"The angry dragon is hanged with a winch!"

Chu Yan a big drink, the strongest martial arts shot.

The palm is like a dragon's claw. The target is not Jiang panmeng, but the Phoenix sword in Jiang panmeng's hand.

Jiang Pan's dream is full of heartstrings.

Under the stage, Li Xiu and others held their breath at this moment, and their pupils contracted sharply.

The palm of flesh and blood, holding the blade of the Phoenix sword, tightly entangled like a steel chain. Suddenly, the blood in the palm of Chu Yan's hand surged wildly.

Jiang panmeng was shocked and wanted to draw the sword, but she couldn't resist the terrible power of Nu Long's hanging.

At the moment, although Jiang panmeng holds the Phoenix sword, she can't control the castration of the Phoenix sword at all.

The hot air just rising around also stagnated.

The next moment, Jiang panmeng was surprised to see that Chu Yan was holding the Phoenix sword and stabbing at his chest.

Everyone was stunned by his action.

Li Xiu and others even stood up with round eyes.

"Crazy - this guy is crazy -" Su Jianyuan murmured.

Feng Xin holds the knuckles of the ancient sword. At this moment, he is white.

Shua!

The Phoenix Sword Pierced Chu Yan's chest. Blood gushed from his mouth as if he didn't want money.

But at this moment, the air flow, the prestige and the archaic atmosphere all disappeared. To be more precise, they were suppressed by him!

In this process, Jiang panmeng can't help falling forward. Now he holds the Phoenix sword and looks at Chu Yan with unbelievable eyes.

She did not expect that Chu Yan should be so crazy.

"Elder martial sister, I caught your flaw." Chu Yan opened his mouth and said with a smile, blood flowing down his chin.

Jiang pan Meng was stunned. He looked at Chu Yan's blood gushing from his mouth. His voice trembled, and a little tears appeared in his eyes: "it's worth your doing this..."

A sword through the chest, this is enough to be fatal injury!

"Elder martial sister, your strength is too much higher than mine, and your body method is extremely exquisite. Without this method, I can't find that chance at all." Chu Yan was laughing. At the moment, his hand holding the Phoenix sword was bleeding. He covered his chest with his fingers. The blood was gushing out, and his mouth was also bleeding. It seemed that he was about to die.

The deacons and elite disciples under the stage are hesitating whether to terminate the game at the moment.

"But there's nothing you can do now." Jiang pan Meng took a deep breath and sniffed.

Her eyes were clear and she looked at Chu Yan: "although you stopped my blazing, you can't beat me in your present state. Your martial arts skills can't threaten me at all, and I can beat you off the challenge arena with one hand."

Chuyan smiles and looks at Jiang panmeng.

At this moment, Jiang panmeng clearly saw his reflection in Chu Yan's eyes,

I don't know why, Jiang panmeng suddenly felt flustered.

At this time, there was a sound like balderdash in his ears.

"Elder martial sister, you ask me if it's worth it. Of course, it's worth it, because as long as I can fight, I will never give up."

"When I set foot on the immortal Road, what I want is to be brave and diligent, and to walk on the blood."

"I'm sorry, elder martial sister. I want to win this game."

Three words, shake the heart of dream.

The last sentence is particularly firm.

For a moment, she felt as if her heart had been pinched by an invisible hand, and her chest was almost choked.

Suddenly, Jiang panmeng realized something. He quickly raised his head and saw Chu Yan with a smile. He raised his right hand to him. His palm was bloody and his index finger pointed to him.

"Little no phase star finger." Chu Yan laughs.

A terrible blood gas at the fingertips, like a huge wave, pounced on Jiang panmeng's chest and beat her out.