Chapter 884

Chu Yan looked at the disciple of Wan Haimen deeply.

The other two disciples of Wan Haimen were too trembling to speak at the moment.

Only the one in front of you can say something off and on.

"Not long ago, I learned two news... You, you don't kill us... I, I can tell you..."

"Are you threatening me?" Chu Yan blinked and suddenly showed his teeth with a smile. He strode toward the WAN Haimen disciple.

Seeing the other party coming in a murderous manner, the WAN Haimen disciple was so frightened that he even forgot to cry.

There seems to be something wrong with the painting style.

Doesn't he care what I'm going to say?

When the disciple was stunned, Chu Yan's arm trembled. He had already carried the eight wasteland halberd and pressed the blade on the other side's shoulder.

Condescending, his highness Chu's eyes showed impatience: "say it first, and then I'll decide whether to kill you."

Strong and domineering, no doubt now.

You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me.

Your destiny is up to me!

I'm afraid this Wan Haimen disciple has never met Chu Yan in his life.

At this moment, he was obviously stupid, with two bags of tears in his eyes.

To tell you the truth, it's hard for his highness Chu to be watched by a man with tears.

So the eight wasteland halberd in his hand pressed down.

The stabbing pain from his neck made the disciple of Wan Haimen wake up in an instant.

"I said, I said," he said in a loud voice! You don't want to kill me! Let me finish first

At this time, even if you can live for a moment, it is good.

Under the gaze of Chu Yan's eyes, the WAN Haimen disciple said with difficulty: "I have received news before that a disciple of the clan with you appeared on the other side of the mountain."

"The other side of the mountain?" Chu Yan's eyes were fixed, "how many people?"

"About nine - seven, seven or ten?" The disciple stammered.

Chu Yan turns his head and looks at Lin miaoran.

There are seven or ten disciples in the broken Star building. In this way, are they here to meet them?

"What is the realm?" Chu Yan looked at the disciple and continued to ask.

"Coagulate, coagulate pulse state. I'm not very clear about the concrete and concrete." The disciple said quickly, "it's not detailed in the news. It's just that they are on the other side of the mountain. It may have something to do with you."

"Well, is that all?" Chu Yan's eyes were light.

Feeling the dissatisfaction in Chu Yan's tone, the disciple hardened his head and said: "besides, because of your coming, Wan Haimen has gathered a lot of monks and is closing in on you. However, if we lead the way, we can take you to escape safely from the gap of the encirclement."

Hearing this, the friars around all looked contemptuous.

They are all in this ten thousand demon burial ground to win a further chance on the immortal road.

Such friars are always on the verge of falling, so they care about trust.

Because a loyal companion can help you and save your life at the critical moment.

A companion with a different heart can kill you and take away all your gains when you practice.

At the moment, the behavior of Wan Haimen's disciple is almost the same as betraying the school.

This is also the most despised behavior of the monks at the scene.

"You, you think about it? We, we can really help you, just ask you can, can spare our lives.

We have no grudge against you or against you. " The disciple didn't seem to see the shameless eyes of the people around him. Seeing Chu Yan pondering, he said quickly.

"We are just ordinary disciples of Wan Haimen. In fact, we are not happy with the oppression of the middle and high-level disciples of the sect.

Especially Chu Xing!

Since he came, all our resources have been used by zongmen.

This makes our cultivation resources, which are already very scarce, even rarer.

In fact, Wan Haimen has long been dissatisfied with the high-level's behavior of blindly favoring Chu Xing.

Really?

I'm telling the truth!

Helping you now is actually helping us! "

What the disciple said was loud and clear.

His eyes, with sincerity, stare at Chu Yan without blinking, as if to dig out his heart.

Chu Yan lowered his eyelids and seemed to be thinking.

At the moment, Lin miaoran has jumped down from the stone and looked this way.

A moment later, Chu Yan raised his head and glanced at the monks around: "leave the storage bag, and then roll."

"Why?" Someone asked indignantly.

It can't be good stubble to bet on the future in Wanyao cemetery.

You know, the chance of falling down here is much greater than cultivating in the clan and family.

Everyone's storage bag is filled with hard-earned income, or even personal life. How can you just throw it down with a word.

Even if you just killed diyuanjing.

But there are so many people here.

Are you really going to make people angry?

"You don't seem to have --" Chu Yan's eyes are light, looking at the monk who just called out, "put your position right."

As the voice falls, Chu Yan takes a step forward.

The scene seems to have a strong wind.

In front of everyone's eyes!

Shua!

The next moment, head up.

They were surprised and frightened to see that Chu Yan had just rushed forward for tens of feet.

A drop of blood is flowing slowly along the edge of the eight wasteland halberd, and then drops down.

The monk who contradicted and refused to accept him in public now had his head flying in the air, and his face was still puzzled, confused and surprised.

As for the body without a head, after a while, it ejected blood from the cavity. After shaking a few times, it fell to the ground.

"Well, shall I say it again?" Chu Yan looked at the crowd.

This time, no one dares to object.

Life and storage bag which is important, as long as it is not a fool, now can be separated.

All of a sudden, a storage bag was thrown to the ground.

And their master, a face of panic, did not look back to the direction of running.

I'm lucky enough to be alive today.

They dare not ask for more.

Suddenly, there were only Chu Yan, Lin miaoran and the three disciples of Wan Haimen.

He went to eat the corpse on the ground.

After getting Chu Yan's eye signal, Lin miaoran goes to pick up all the storage bags scattered around.

These storage bags, one by one bulging, must be full of resources for various cultivation.

Lin miaoran can't help sighing that what he got for a while is much more than what he got after searching for treasures in various tombs. I don't know how many times.

And Chu Yan turns around at the moment and walks to the disciple of Wan Haimen again.

This disciple is looking at him expectantly: "how are you thinking about it?"