Chapter 881

Hearing what Chu Yan said, the Friar's face froze.

His face was pale, and he said unnaturally, "I'm really just passing by. I want to try my luck in the dog mountain..."

Without waiting for the other party to finish, Chu Yan interrupted the other party and said, "San Xiu can actually walk through the clouds and waves of Wan Haimen. When did Wan Haimen's martial arts become a cabbage everywhere?"

Shua!

In a flash, the monk's face was as white as paper.

He could not help shivering, stepped back and stammered: "I, I don't know what you're talking about..."

"Then I can let you know what to say." Chu Yan sneered.

"Chu Yan! Don't think that if you are promoted, you can escape from the net of wanhaimen! " At the moment, his identity was exposed, and the friar suddenly had a ferocious face and a loud drink.

The next moment, his body seemed to inflate.

In the blink of an eye, he became like a ball full of air. His whole body expanded three or four times, and his skin was almost transparent.

Under the skin, the accumulation is visible to the naked eye thick blood.

"You, you can't run away! We wanhaimen have been tracking you for a long time... Right now... Right now they will come here... "

The Friar's face was swollen and his features piled up, and he said in a vague voice.

"Oh." Chu Yan nodded and looked at the other side, "you know that you fall into my hands, it's hard to escape, so you plan to pass the signal by death?"

The friar was squeezed into a gap in the eyes, flashing a trace of surprise.

He was surprised: "that, that you do not escape?"

"I'm worried that I can't find you wanhaimen people. Now I take the initiative to send them here. Why should I run away?" Chu Yan glanced at each other.

"You --" suddenly, the friar seemed to realize something, "I've been cheated!"

"Yes, but it's too late for you to regret." Chu Yan uses sympathetic language.

"I, I don't want it!"

The friar let out a cry, and his body expanded to the extreme at this moment.

Bang!

All of a sudden, it was full of flesh and blood.

In the rolling blood, a blue light, like a sharp arrow, shoots directly into the sky, blooming in the mid air like a boat sail.

This pattern is shining in the air, even if it is separated by dozens of miles, you can see it clearly.

When the noise around subsided, Lin miaoran looked at Chu and said, "are you going to stay here?"

"Well." Chu Yan nodded, laughed and looked very intimate. "If the disciples of Wan Haimen come and find that I'm not here, how disappointed they should be, so I plan to wait for them here."

"Well, that's it." Handsome nodded on Chu Yan's shoulder.

In his opinion, Wan Haimen's disciples are not enemies, but food, delicious food.

When food is delivered to your door, you just need to say "please enjoy me". What a pleasure it is!

Looking around, Chu Yan took Lin miaoran, jumped to a tall stone nearby, and sat down with his knees crossed: "just wait here. Don't do it later. It's my personal enmity with Wan Haimen."

"Good." Lin miaoran nodded.

But she did not forget to exhort: "do not try to be brave."

Chu Yan thought about it and said with a smile, "they? Not yet. "

After waiting for about half an hour, the figures appeared behind the surrounding rocks.

Handsome saliva, has begun to keep dripping down.

Xiaotangtang is lying on the stone and has fallen asleep with her eyes closed.

Lin miaoran looked around, and then looked at the indifferent Chu Yan.

Although Chu Yan told her not to do it, Lin miaoran was still worried.

Wan Haimen had suffered a great loss in Chu Yan's hands last time. This time, they must be more careful and cautious. The monks they sent would only be stronger.

With a glance, Lin miaoran felt his heart sink slightly.

Within the scope of eyesight, although not all the monks gathered here were disciples of Wan Haimen, there were more than 20 of them.

And at the moment, there are still people in the distance, and they are coming closer.

Those friars who are not disciples of Wan Haimen, Lin miaoran speculated, should be for WAN Haimen's reward.

Before that preserved Chu Yan appearance of the condensate, is the proof.

"Chu Yan, it's really you!"

At this time, a figure stepped out.

He lifted his hood and suddenly showed a face that Lin miaoran had seen.

"It's you? You're not dead? " Lin miaoran couldn't help being surprised.

A year ago, Chu Xing sent four men to pursue Chu Yan.

Three of them were killed by Chu Yan.

The remaining one, the leading monk, was robbed of the blood essence of the demon Python by Chu Yan under the eye of Wan Haimen's mood.

At that time, the master of mood of Wan Haimen heaven was beaten out by the dog. Lin miaoran thought that the leading monk had also been killed.

After all, before he was robbed of the blood essence of the demon python, he was seriously injured.

I didn't expect to see him here at the moment.

"Of course, I didn't die, otherwise, how could I get this chance of revenge?" The muscles of the leading Friar's face were twitching at the moment.

The hatred in the eyes almost turned into blood.

"Chu Yan! Get the hell out of here With a burst of drink, the leading monk had drawn out the long knife on his back.

Blade a roll, suddenly, all around the ground has been cut.

The hard stone nearby, with a flash, suddenly split into two parts.

The cut is as bright as a mirror.

Seeing that the monk of diyuanjing was a disciple of Wan Haimen, other monks nearby didn't keep close.

But they didn't leave either.

After all, the reward offered this time is too generous.

It's also a great wealth for the monks who live in this area.

If you can get it, you can leave Wanyao cemetery and go back to your country. You can either enjoy it or advance bravely.

"Besides you, who else has come to wanhaimen?" Chu Yan opened his eyes at the moment and looked away.

Seeing that there were only a few monks gathered around at the moment, Wan Haimen's disciples could not help but sneer: "the number is so small, is it because they were cleared up a year ago and have not recovered, or are they scared out of courage and dare not come back?"

"Fart you!" The leading friar roared again and again, "it's enough to deal with you and me! Die for me! The sea of fury

Shua!

The knife moves.

In a flash, there seemed to be a hot sun on the awn.

In a twinkling of an eye-catching light, it turned into more than ten sharp points, tore open the air and the ground, and chopped away at Chu Yan.

"Diyuanjing!"

"What a terrible strength!"

There were shouts all around.