Chapter 561

Name:Overriding the Heaven Author:Liu Ya
"Hey, boy, it's finally up to you."

Seeing Chu Yan and Jiang panmeng step out of Shuiwan market, two figures, one fat and one thin, stand in front of them.

"It's you?" Chu Yan looked up.

These two people are the Yellow faced friar who wanted to sell Chu Yan's bad picture books before, and the fat friar who was seen through the scam by Chu Yan.

Now look at the two of them side by side, we can see that Chu Yan's previous speculation is not wrong, they are a group.

"Do you know them?" Jiang panmeng looked at the two men, and then at Chu Yan, "it seems that they are not good at what they look like."

Chu Yan is thoughtful, and Jiang panmeng is a little confused. Little white pig is handsome. He doesn't know what he thinks or what he expects. He looks straight at the two people who are blocking the road in front of him, and his saliva is gushing out again.

"What's the matter?" Looking at two people, Chu Yan asks a way.

"Bah! Don't ask because you know it The fat friar spits heavily on the ground. At this moment, he has no kindness and enthusiasm in the stall. At this time, only ferocity and resentment appear on his fat face. It's very disgusting, "cut the crap, you make my brother very unhappy. You can't leave here alive today."

As soon as the fat friar opened his mouth, he would take people's lives, which was also in line with the disposition of killing people when San Xiu didn't agree.

"You want to kill?" Jiang panmeng's eyes were fixed and his pretty face was full of evil.

"That's nature." At the moment, the Yellow faced friar gave a gloomy smile and his long sleeves shook. Suddenly, two big silver hooks slipped into his hands.

On the tip of the hook, there are still dark blood stains. At this moment, people can smell the smell of blood.

At this moment, some friars passing by were attracted by the movement here. After a while, there were a lot of onlookers.

The two friars, fat and thin, were soon recognized.

"Isn't this the soul biting double evil? How did these two young people provoke them? "

"Before the soul biting twin evils robbed the sanxiu who had gained something outside the Shuiwan market, but later they stopped for a while. Who do you like today?"

"These two guys kill people and sell goods without blinking their eyes. I'm afraid they're going to have bad luck if these two young people fall into their hands."

Many people sighed in the scattered practice around them. It was obvious that the two friars, fat and thin, had a bad reputation, so that they all felt that Chu Yan and Jiang panmeng were going to be poisoned.

"You two are not good people." Hearing the discussion of scattered repair around, Chu Yan glanced at the fat man.

Originally, they thought that when they heard their bad name, the two young people would be scared to have weak legs. As a result, the two friars, fat and thin, found that the other two did not seem to pay attention to them at all.

The calmness of the other side made the two friars very upset.

Especially at the moment there are people around, they feel that Chu Yan's attitude at the moment is a provocation and humiliation to them.

"No one can save you today. You two are dead!" The thin friar with yellow face flashed a fierce light in his eyes. He raised his arm and pointed to Chu Yan.

"If you want to kill people, don't you care about the market?" Chu Yan turned and looked in the direction of the market.

Before, in Shuiwan market, he also saw some scattered monks maintaining order.

However, at the moment, those casual practitioners just looked this way and then glanced away, as if they didn't see anything.

"You don't want anyone to help you. You can't make trouble in Shuiwan market, but as long as you come out, no matter what happens, they won't take care of it." The fat friar gave a grim smile and his arm trembled. Suddenly, a bright machete appeared in his hand. "Otherwise, why do you think I have to wait for you to come out?"

As soon as the sun shines, a scarlet color appears on the surface of the machete, which makes people feel scared.

A stream of evil spirit and bloody breath came out of the fat friar. Many of the scattered practitioners around changed their faces. They could not help but step back. A look of fear appeared in their eyes.

Just when the fat friar thought that Chu Yan would be intimidated by his own momentum, he saw a strange smile on each other's face.

"So that's it. I'm relieved." At this time, the fat man heard Chu Yan say to him.

A nameless anger was burning in the fat Friar's heart.

"Don't make a mystery. Go to hell!" With a roar, he rushed to Chu Yan. His long knife rolled up a bloody storm, like a torrent of bloody waves, and rolled down toward Chu Yan. In a moment, he was about to swallow him and twist him into pieces.

"It's up to you?" Chu yanha roared and waved his backhand.

WOW!

The friars around only felt a flower in front of them. The next moment, they were frightened to find that a huge sword as big as a door appeared in Chu Yan's hand.

At the moment when the sword appeared, the sharp edge broke out and broke up the bloody sword.

"How can this be --" a feeling of extreme fear suddenly appeared in the heart of the fat friar. He looked like a thunderbolt. In an instant, he cut himself to the edge in front of him. His eyes were wide open and he exclaimed subconsciously.

The next moment, with a hiss, his body was split in two by the wave sword.

Divided into two parts of the body, Bata Bata, mixed with steaming blood fell to the ground, viscera and intestines and so on, mixed together, sprinkled on the ground.

"How can it be!" The skinny friar was left. Seeing this scene, his sallow face turned pale in an instant.

"Why not." As soon as his voice fell, he heard Chu Yan's voice, already ringing in his ears.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a strong hunting air.

The skinny friar trembled and turned his head subconsciously. Suddenly, he saw a palm with five fingers bent like dragon claws and tiger claws. It was fierce and violent. It became bigger and bigger in his pupils until it filled his whole eyeball.

"The angry dragon is hanged with a winch!"

Bang!

A blast, thin Friar's head, immediately by Chu Yan a palm blow.

Blood, brain, bone and meat, thick a big splash, all of a sudden sprinkled out.

But the thin Friar's body, which has no head, shakes twice before falling to the ground.

Chu Yan picked up the storage bags on the fat and thin monks, and without looking back, he walked forward, leaving a figure for everyone.

There was silence all around for a moment.

The group of sanxiu, who thought Chu Yan and Jiang panmeng were dead, now looked at the scene with surprise, fear, shock and disbelief in their eyes.

After a while, in the crowd, suddenly came a exclamation: "look at that man! His feet! He's flying

The crowd hurriedly looked in the direction of the man's fingers, and immediately saw that Chu Yan's feet were hanging in the air, a fist's distance from the ground, and walked forward.

"Hiss"

In a twinkling, the sound of neat and cool air was heard on the scene.