Chapter 1132

"I..."

He yonghuan never thought that he would come to such an end.

At this moment, his mouth suddenly gushed out a stream of blood.

The blood choked his throat and made him unable to say the second half of what he wanted to say.

His body is like a doll crushed by hundreds of carriages. It looks fragmented. If he shakes a little more, it will fall apart completely.

Looking up at the sky, looking at the light that seems to be non membrane gradually disappearing, he yonghuan's only consciousness at the moment, there is no way to understand what it is.

Water cover!

After absorbing the spirit of water, the strength of the water cover has been improved.

It can not only help Chu Yan defend, but also trap the enemy in it.

Although the water cover is not unbreakable, he yonghuan is no longer among those who can break it.

Chu Yan turns his head and looks at Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang not far away.

The two of them, for he yonghuan's anger at the moment, has gone far beyond the fear of Chu Yan.

"He yonghuan!"

"How dare you do that!"

At the thought of this man trying to use himself as a shield, Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang's teeth are about to be crushed.

Looking at the two people gnashing their teeth at the moment, Chu Yan showed a thoughtful look.

He doesn't know anything about crape myrtle.

But now, there seems to be an opportunity.

And this opportunity is created by he yonghuan, who is loyal to crape myrtle.

After a little meditation, Chu Yan made a decision.

"Do you want to live?" In the Chu Dynasty, Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang looked away.

Two people are a Leng at first, did not expect Chu Yan to ask such a question unexpectedly.

But the next moment, they almost did not hesitate to nod: "think!"

In this world, there may be something more precious than one's own life.

But this kind of thing, absolutely does not include now not clearly died here.

"Well, then kill him." Chu Yan points to he yonghuan lying on the ground, struggling to move his body.

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang's eyes suddenly show a trace of hesitation.

They are not stupid. At this time, they have already guessed each other's purpose.

To kill a companion of tianyazong and ziweimen at the same time is to hand over a registration certificate.

This is the price one must pay in exchange for the right to survive.

Just a little hesitation, Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang made a decision on Qi Qi.

"He yonghuan, don't blame me for being unkind." Tang Zhiran buckled a silver needle, stood up and walked towards he yonghuan.

"You are to blame!" Feng Gang spat out blood and walked towards he yonghuan with a sharp sword.

At this time, Chu Yan took out a listening stone and began to record the picture.

Having this in hand means holding the handle of these two people.

If you have a handle, it will be easier to knead these two people.

Chu Yan did not hide his action.

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang see in the eye, naturally did not stop.

It is clear to both sides that this is a deal.

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang know better that they have no right to choose at all.

"You... Dare..." he yonghuan was flustered at the moment.

Although he was seriously injured, the life of monk diyuanjing was very strong.

What's more, being selected into Ziwei gate also shows that he yonghuan is an absolute leader in the same level.

At the moment, the situation is critical, and his last bit of potential is also stimulated.

But even if inspired, he did what he could, that is, to rise from the ground.

As for the counterattack, don't be kidding.

Even if you can, Chu Yan is staring at it not far away.

"He yonghuan, you asked for it Feng Gang's Sword Pierced he yonghuan's chest.

With a hiss, the hot blood arrow shot out, splashing Feng Gang's head and face.

He yonghuan's body trembled, and he opened his mouth to say something.

But the blood gushing from his throat and nostrils only made him whine.

"He yonghuan, you deserve it!" Tang Zhiran angrily denounced him. With a wave of her arm, the silver needle in her hand suddenly pierced he yonghuan's neck.

Although the silver needle is thin, it seems that it has opened a gap on the dam full of water.

All of a sudden, the blood seemed to spray out without money.

The ground was covered with broken ice, suddenly came the sound of Hua Hua, forming a blood stream.

"Die Feng Gang glared, pulled out his sword and swept across.

Shua!

He yonghuan's expression of reluctance and fear suddenly solidified on his face.

His head rose from the sky and then fell to the ground. It didn't stop until it rolled to Chu Yan's feet.

After killing he yonghuan, Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang look at each other's fallen body, and a very complicated emotion gushes out of their hearts.

Before that, they were the disciples of Tianya sect, and they were also the best sons of heaven under the throne of emperor Taiqing of Ziwei sect.

But all this has changed from now on.

It's a felony in tianyazong to kill the same clan, but it's also a crime in Ziwei clan.

They have no way back now.

They looked at each other and threw away their swords and silver needles. They went to Chu Yan and knelt down.

This kneeling represents their submission.

Although at the moment, there are still unwilling and resentment in my heart.

But they don't dare to show the slightest.

Even they have a hunch that they will never have another chance to express it.

Put away to listen to wind stone, Chu speech condescending, looking at two people.

After a while, he said faintly: "although you killed he yonghuan, I'm not sure about you."

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang trembled.

Especially Tang Zhiran, she suddenly raised her head, staring at Chu Yan, lips move, obviously want to say something.

But the next moment, she dropped her head again.

At this time, the more you talk, the faster you die.

But after a while, Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang felt something was wrong.

An unprecedented sense of terror enveloped the scene.

This feeling, full of archaic, desolate, wild, let their soul, began to tremble.

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang raise their heads in horror and look at Chu Yan.

They can clearly feel that the source of this breath is the person in front of them.

At the same time, they were even more frightened to find that Chu Yan looked down at their eyes, but there was no whiteness!

In the pupil, is a piece of black that can't see the bottom!

This darkness seems to be able to crush all human life.

Feng Gang screamed and turned pale. He sat down on the ground, hands and feet together, and moved back.

At this time, Tang Zhiran saw that Chu Yan raised his hand in front of him and grabbed Feng Gang in the air.

Black threads, like tentacles, shot out of Chu Yan's arms and wrapped around Feng Gang's neck, waist and limbs, lifting him up in the air.

The black line around Feng Gang's neck was tightened and Feng Gang's mouth opened.

Then, Tang Zhiran's eyes were frightened, and her palms covered her mouth.