Chapter 794

Name:Overriding the Heaven Author:Liu Ya
"Elder martial brother Jiang! Help me

The female disciple cried bitterly.

Now she only hopes that Jiang Xiaofeng can help herself. She doesn't notice how terrible her face is at the moment.

As for Jiang Xiaofeng, at the moment, he was not scared to stay where he was.

On the one hand, he was shocked by the terrible power of the bearded friar in front of him. On the other hand, he felt wise for his decision not to rush forward rashly.

If my head was hot at that time, I would rush up as well

Looking at the thick plasma in front of him, Jiang Xiaofeng felt that he had to use a spoon to scoop up the corpse.

"Elder martial brother Jiang!"

Another scream finally brought back Jiang Xiaofeng's thoughts.

When Jiang Xiaofeng saw the female nun rushing towards him, he reacted for a moment, and then connected the ferocious face with the familiar face not long ago.

The nun rushed in front, and the beard with the halberd followed behind.

It seems that he really intends to catch all the people present.

Jiang Xiaofeng did not dare to look at the weapons in his opponent's hands.

The red and black edge of the halberd is like an abyss, like blood light. At a glance, it is like facing a great disaster and destruction.

He took a deep breath and held out his hand to the woman who was rushing towards him: "younger martial sister! Give me your hand

"Xiaofeng!" The nun was so excited that tears were coming out.

Jiang Xiaofeng really likes himself.

Without hesitation, she put out her hand: "Xiaofeng, let's go - you!"

The nun's expression froze in an instant.

When she saw Jiang Xiaofeng in front of her, instead of holding her hand, she pushed her straight.

A great force came.

The nun caught off guard and flew out in the same direction as before.

Her eyes twinkled with amazement, doubt, chagrin, regret and disbelief.

Jiang Xiaofeng doesn't like himself. Why did he do it?

At this moment, Jiang Xiaofeng's face was ferocious: "younger martial sister, since you like me, help me block him. In the future, I will give you incense every year!"

Before the words were heard, Jiang Xiaofeng turned around and used his fastest body method to escape to a distance.

The nun's face turned pale for a moment.

The heart is dead, the body is not so important.

So much so that her body bumped into the halberd, and the blade of the halberd penetrated her back. When it came out from her chest, she just looked down at the sharp blade.

That indifferent look, as if the body was pierced, not their general.

"You see, this guy is not reliable at all. I'll send him to accompany you right away."

Behind him came the voice of the beard close at hand.

The nun let out a sound subconsciously.

The next moment, she felt a sharp pain all over her body, and then she didn't know anything.

With a shake of the eight wasteland halberd, the nun who poked it directly fell apart.

Chu Yan's face was expressionless, and he took a step in the direction of Jiang Xiaofeng's escape.

"Ten thousand li idle court!"

Duck in the pot, how can you fly!

Feeling the roar of the oppressed air behind him, Jiang Xiaofeng subconsciously turned his head and looked at it. He was scared to death.

At the last moment, I was twenty or thirty feet away from myself, and now I'm near!

"I'm wrong!"

At this time, Jiang Xiaofeng made a move that Chu Yan did not expect.

With a loud roar, he suddenly turned around and knelt down heavily.

There was a loud bang. Because of inertia, Jiang Xiaofeng's body fell back. After several falls, he fell back to the ground again.

But when he landed again, he still kept the posture of kneeling on the ground, facing the direction of Chu Yan.

This action is quite skillful and decisive, as if it had been practiced countless times in advance.

There is ash on the face, don't wipe, clothes on the body are messy, don't tidy.

At the moment, Jiang Xiaofeng's attitude of begging for mercy is particularly firm.

"It's us who offended you. Please forgive me for the sake of being a sect monk."

With that, Jiang Xiaofeng is a loud head heavily knocked on the ground.

Wait for a moment, see the other side did not respond.

As if he remembered something, he quickly took his storage bag out of his arms and held it high above his head: "this is my storage bag. Now it belongs to the older generation."

"What's in it?"

Finally, after Jiang Xiaofeng felt a moment of great suffering, the other party finally had a reaction.

It's good to have a reaction.

Jiang Xiaofeng was overjoyed, but this mood would not show on his face.

"This is what I got in the Wanyao cemetery in the past three months. Oh, by the way, congratulations to you. Congratulations to you, my fellow store bags are all yours now!"

Jiang Xiaofeng raised his head and looked happy for Chu Yan.

If it wasn't for the worry that he was going too far, Jiang Xiaofeng would have jumped up and clapped now.

"Open." Chu Yan looked down at each other and said coldly.

In fact, Chu Yan is not happy to see this guy at the moment.

Push out the same door to block the sword for yourself. Now the same door has died miserably. If you don't revenge for the same door, it's all right. The enemy hasn't cheered yet.

This kind of behavior is inferior to that of animals.

The reason that Chu Yan hasn't killed Jiang Xiaofeng at the moment is that he just worries about whether the other party's storage bag has done anything.

The last time I took the withered frost heart, I got the lesson of snake venom. Chu Yan didn't want to bear it again.

Chu Yan's request, Jiang Xiaofeng immediately recruit.

Don't say it's such a small matter as opening his own storage bag. As long as he can live and let him open his legs, he will.

Dumping everything in the storage bag in front of Chu Yan, Jiang Xiaofeng looks up at Chu Yan with a flattering face.

"Master, these things belong to you now. Please accept them with a smile. They are a little bit less and a little bit shabby, but this is also a piece of my heart."

Jiang Xiaofeng's face was shameless: "and we wan Haimen had no grudge against our predecessors, this time it was just an accident..."

"Who told you there was no grudge."

Chu Yan hums coldly and interrupts the other party's words.

Jiang Xiaofeng's face was stiff. Before he could open his mouth again, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

Lowering his head, he saw the other side's overbearing halberd, which had been thrust into his chest at the moment.

Wild blade, at the moment almost his chest to the position of the abdomen in two.

Because the blade was too sharp, after a while, Jiang Xiaofeng saw his blood, like rice paper soaked in ink, fainting slowly from the wound.

"I, you..." Jiang Xiaofeng opened his mouth and wanted to speak.

But at the moment, as soon as the mouth opened, blood gushed out of the throat.

He would like to say: why don't you act according to the rules? If you say you have hatred, at least tell me. It's too careless to do it without saying anything.

Unfortunately, he never had a chance to say that again.

The eight wasteland halberds were suddenly twisted, and Jiang Xiaofeng's body was instantly blasted into a thick pulp.