Chapter 1269

When the hot blood was sprayed on the next few faces, they were stunned.

No one thought that Chu Yan's hand should be so decisive.

What's more, Chu Yan's strength is far superior to them.

The diyuanjing that Chu Yan had just blasted was the same as his.

But in front of Chu Yan, there is no difference with a ripe watermelon.

Blood on their faces immediately made their expressions look more distorted.

After a moment of stupefaction, the group turned and fled.

"Still want to go?"

Chu Yan was so angry that he laughed.

Sneaky want to sneak attack themselves, now found that is not the opponent, want to escape safely, how do you think so beautiful?

"Seven Star random wind step!"

Chu Yan's body turned into several virtual shadows. In a flash, he chased the group of people behind him, one by one, splitting them in two.

Finally, there was one left, kneeling down in front of Chu Yan.

On the one hand, this guy didn't wait for Chu Yan to cut down, so his legs softened and he fell to the ground.

On the other hand, it's because he carries a big pocket all the way.

From a normal point of view, if a monk has any items, they will put them in the storage bag.

Although not every friar has a storage bag, Chu Yan believes that it is absolutely impossible for a friar to come here without a storage bag.

So what this guy has in his pocket is either a living thing or a big pocket, which is also a magic weapon for storing things.

Chu Yan ruled out the second possibility almost in an instant.

The reason is very simple. The basic principle of storage magic weapon is to be small and easy to carry.

Now this pocket is more than enough for one person.

No friar would carry such an exaggerated storage bag unless his brain was broken.

And another reason is that Chu Yan found the big pocket moving.

Obviously, it's stuffed with a living thing.

That's what's moving now.

"Please... Don't kill me... We don't have a bad heart..." seeing that our companions were mowed by each other, the rest of the friar had no idea of resisting at the moment. He knelt on the ground with a runny nose and a tearful cry, praying for Chu Yan's forgiveness.

"I don't have a bad heart either." Chu Yan light way.

The other side's heart moved, thinking that the other side was going to let go of themselves.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a knife light coming down.

The next moment, he was cut in two from the middle.

"It's not bad to kill you, it's revenge." Chu Yan crossed the body and went to the tightly bound pocket.

Usram came over at the moment and saw the bag lying on the ground.

All of a sudden, she saw the movement in her pocket, and there was a faint whimper.

"A man?" Chu Yan and Wu Si LAN Ma looked at each other, and they both saw a look of surprise from each other's eyes.

This pocket can be regarded as a treasure in the mortal world, but in the eyes of the friars, it is a very common big pocket.

So Chu Yan directly a knife, tied tightly to the bag cut fly out.

There was a crash in the pocket.

There was a man bound inside.

The pocket is an ordinary pocket, but the rope used to bind this person's hands and feet is light blue and unusual.

"It's really a person." Chu Yan looked over and said, "these guys have nothing to do. What are they doing with their back so hard?"

Between speaking, the bound guy struggled and raised his head.

"Tiger!" This person stares at Chu speech, because the mouth was stuffed with a thing, so can only make a vague voice.

The other side uttered a syllable that was completely incomprehensible, but ursram recognized it all at once.

She looked at Chu Yan, full of doubts: "he is calling your name, do you know him?"

"Stand too close to see clearly." Chu Yan stepped back, looked at him carefully, and then nodded: "he really looks familiar. He seems to have seen it somewhere, but his face is too swollen. If he didn't have a personal body, I would suspect that he is a handsome man who failed to transform."

Wusi Lanma couldn't help but look at Chu Yan: "he's got instruments of torture in his mouth. Take them out and have a look."

When the bound man heard Chu Yan's comment, he looked at him with a sad face. At the moment, he heard wusilanma's words and nodded quickly.

The man's hands and feet were tied, and his mouth was also bound by a ring of red chains.

On the rope, there was a fist sized ball. At the moment, most of the ball was put into the man's mouth.

So the man's face was so deformed that his facial features were moved, and he could hardly see his original appearance.

Originally, he heard that he was going to take off the tools of torture. He nodded excitedly, but when Chu Yan mentioned the broken magic knife, his face was defeated immediately. He shook his head desperately and tried to move back.

"You don't move, you move so disorderly, I'm very easy to cut crooked, when cut to your neck or head, who do you blame?"

Because it is possible to know this man, Chu Yan is rarely patient and persuades him with good words.

But this person is obviously afraid extremely, that almost has one person high broken magic knife, at the moment die alive can't listen to Chu speech's words, is want to dodge.

Chu Yan was also anxious, and his face sank, Shua split in the past.

The knife light glanced at the man's face, and the guy suddenly froze in the same place, his eyes straightened, and even his chest did not fluctuate, as if he were a clay sculpture.

"Don't play dead. I didn't hit you." Chu Yan waved his magic knife twice again.

The light of the knife flashed by, and the chain that trapped this guy's hands and feet was immediately split. After it fell to the ground, a small spark flashed out, and then the light gradually faded away.

At this point, the man was sure he wasn't dead.

He first moved his finger, then turned around, knelt down and covered his neck.

The next moment, is a wow, immediately a fist size, heavy ball fell on the ground.

The man immediately heaved up.

It was a while before he turned again, gasping for breath.

At this time, his eyes are still hanging tears, do not know is caused by retching, or see Chu Yan excited.

But no matter how to say, at this time, his eyes did shine with incomparable excitement.

"Chu Yan! It's me The man stood up, spread his arms, and was about to pounce on Chu Yan.

However, it may be that his hands and feet were tied for too long and his blood was not smooth. As soon as he took a step forward, he fell to the ground with a plop and hit a pit on the ground with his face down.

The sound was so dull that even Ursula couldn't bear it.

But the man immediately raised his head, with two nosebleeds on his lips, crying and shouting: "Chu Yan! Do you remember Puyang in Changqing town