Chapter 459

This sword, like the lightning tearing the long night, is filled with the sound of wind and thunder.

All the people at the scene felt that they were enveloped by the white light, and their souls seemed to be melting.

No one thinks that Shen Qing can avoid the other side's sword.

She suffered a heavy injury, and the other side was a monk with two levels of Ning Mai Jing. If this sword falls, she will die!

Shen Po Lang's eyes were full of despair at the moment.

In his opinion, it's all over today.

It's all because Shen Qing won this gambling fight.

And the culprit is the guy named Chu Yan!

As soon as he read this, Shen Po Lang subconsciously looked around him.

But the next moment he was surprised to find that Chu Yan had disappeared!

"This guy is on the run! He ran away Shen's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

If Chu Yan ran away again, everything would be over today.

At this moment, Shen Polang didn't think about how to save Shen Qing.

At this time, the sound of Dang, the next moment, is the sound of the scene.

"What's the matter?"

Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Shen Bolang turned his head and looked towards the field.

Suddenly, he was as like as two peas in the air.

In the field, Shen Qing has covered the wound and stood, not killed by the elder Tao.

In the eyes of the Shen family, the sword that could not be stopped was hanging in the air and was held by a long black gun, unable to drop a cent.

And the Taoist elder with the sword was furious at the moment, looking at Chu Yan standing in front of him.

Just at that moment, the young man suddenly blocked Shen Qing's face and took down his sword.

"You Shen family are so brave!" The Tao family roared.

"He's not from the Shen family!" Shen Bolang explained in a loud voice.

As soon as the words fell, he saw Shen Qing turn her head and look at him.

This eye, full of disappointment, let Shen wave a Leng.

But without waiting for him to think carefully, Chu Yan said, "chief Shen, you really let me down."

"You --" Shen Po Lang was very embarrassed.

I'm just scolded by the taojia people today. What are you to teach me?

Chu Yan next moment, but no longer pay attention to him, but raised his eyelids, looked at the angry Tao elder in front of him, and said with a smile: "Tao Xian first drew his sword against the agreement, what do you mean now, to bully the small?"

"Who are you?" The Tao family has a long history.

Although the other side's realm is lower than his own, he can block his own sword, which shows that this teenager is not as simple as he looks.

"Xianmen disciples, learn about it." Chu Yan's face was always with a faint smile, as if he didn't see enough eyes to kill people around him. "Give Tao Xian over. If you give up your hands, I'll let you Tao family go. How about that?"

In a flash, the scene fell into a dead silence.

Both the Tao family and the Shen family thought they had heard the wrong thing.

The other side has a family of three double friars.

Although you are a disciple of the broken Star building, this is not Nanyun, nor is it the site of the broken Star building. You only have the Ning Mai realm. What's your arrogance?

"It's over... The Shen family will be completely ruined by this guy..." Shen Bolang's heart is full of despair at the moment.

He had foreseen that the next moment Chu Yan would be killed by the other party, and then the Tao family's anger would be vented to the Shen family.

After a while, the old Tao's parents reacted. In his eyes, the murderous spirit surged: "hand over Tao Xian? Waste my hands? What a big tone! What about your immortal disciples? This is not the site of the broken Star building. No one knows how to kill you, Changkong sword technique! "

With a roar, the elder of the Tao family waved his arm and chopped his sword at Chu Yan's neck.

"It's a lot of guts." Chu Yan smiles.

The other side's sword is fast, but Chu Yan still has time to say a word to Shen Qing.

"Before you leave, I'll teach you another lesson. There's no need to be lenient when you meet such a guy."

The voice falls, Chu Yan lock soul gun in the hand a shake.

With a buzzing sound, the sword cut by the elder of Tao family exploded, and the long sword exploded into countless pieces.

Chu Yan waved the soul lock gun again and swept the head of the Taoist elder out directly.

The Taoist elder's face, with a look of consternation, didn't understand how he was killed by the other party.

His head flew out more than ten feet, and then he fell to the ground and rolled to the feet of the Tao family.

And that body without head, shake twice, this just fell to the ground.

At this moment, the air on the scene seemed to solidify.

No one could see what Chu Yan had just done.

They just feel that with a flower in front of them, the elder of the Tao family becomes a headless corpse.

Shen Po Lang's breath stopped, his eyes were round, and his eyes almost fell out: "are you kidding?"

Among the three monks of the Tao family, the least one has been promoted to the second level for seven years, which is stronger than his strength.

And just now, by that husband a gun swept away head?

This, this how possible!

At this moment, Chu Yan's image of redundant son-in-law, cowardly, timid, timid and weak, is constantly collapsing in his mind.

Seeing Chu Yan kill an elder of the Tao family, Shen Polang's mood is too complicated to describe.

He hoped that Chu Yan could turn the tide and solve the big problem of Taoists at once, but at the same time, he worried that if Chu Yan really solved Taoists, what would he do with himself.

Yesterday, I was quite rude to him.

The tangle of breaking the waves did not last long.

Because the next moment, the two remaining monks of the Shen family rushed to Chu Yan with a roar.

Two of them, one is the head of the Tao family, and the other is the elder who was the judge before the Tao family.

"I want you to be buried with me!"

"Kill you first, then the whole Shen family! We Taos want you to pay for your blood

Two people together hand, sword light in a twinkling of an eye, interweave into a net, toward Chu Yan shrouded down.

All of a sudden, there was a sense of desperation in the area of ten feet.

"It turns out that you are not only deceiving the small by the big, but also by the more."

Chu Yan ha to laugh, eyes in the blink of an eye, ice and snow flying.

"Heaven lock soul gun!"

A shot out, straight startling, like the roar of a dragon, iron rope blocking the river, in an instant, the sword will be the whole explosion, twisted into pieces.

With the sharp sound of the gun, it penetrated the chest of the head of the Taoist clan.

Chu Yan hand arm a shake, gun sharp a shake.

Huge power, immediately along the gun body, outward spread.

The head of the Taos clan had a look of despair in his eyes. He opened his mouth and was about to roar. His body hissed, and he was torn into pieces. The hot blood, viscera and corpses were thrown around.