Chapter 1935

Name:Overriding the Heaven Author:Liu Ya
"As expected." Chu Yan snorted.

The divine sense locked on the four people, and soon found that one of them was coming towards where he and Gu Weiting were.

The other three went around in a circle towards the old house of Bai family.

Anyone with a little experience will know what happened.

The man who came to Chu Yan and Gu Weiting was needless to say.

Kill Chu Yan and save Gu Weiting.

The other three, who are now heading for the old house of the Bai family, obviously want to kill their imaginary master who catches Gu Weiting by virtue of the realm and number of people, and then kill the whole Bai family to make an example!

Otherwise, why choose to act late at night.

Otherwise, why does a Bai family, who has few monks in diyuanjing, need to send out four monks in tianxinjing.

And these four days of state of mind, enough two people, are heaven triple state of mind!

It is more than enough for this force to sweep the same boat city.

See each other's flight route, Chu Yan eyes, ice and snow flying.

Take care of your family, it's time to kill!

It was just this moment that the monk of tianxinjing, who was coming towards him, had fallen from the air and came to the nearest place between the crowd and Chu Yan.

Between them, separated by a layer of light film of the defensive array.

The other three days' mood, though bypassing the people here, had already arrived at the periphery of Bai's old house.

Because the realm of Chu Yan was not high, the monk who came to him at this time was the dual realm of heaven and mind.

His eyes were cold and fierce. He was like a sword about to come out.

Around the friars, some people had no time to avoid his deterrence, and even directly fell out and spewed blood.

He fell to the ground, looked at the light film in front of him, sneered, waved his arm, and in an instant, pulled out a sharp sword.

The sword is like a magic weapon, shining brilliantly at the moment, to burn everything and destroy everything.

At that moment, the surrounding air was burned clean, directly forming a vacuum zone.

All the friars around showed a look of horror.

Most of their realms are just congmai realms, while few of them are di yuan realms.

At this moment, the light was surging, as if it were a huge wave, which directly lifted all the people around the monk.

Looking at this person's cold eyes, Chu Yan snorted and moved. In an instant, he appeared in front of the monk, raised his hand to hold each other's arm, pinched and pulled it.

Crackle!

The rolling sword is broken in an instant.

The mighty scorching waves just gushed out and disappeared.

And the monk's arm, like a cucumber, was gently broken off from his shoulder by Chu Yan, and was kneaded into meat mud.

This friar, at this moment, just reflected.

"You --"

A touch of horror appeared in his eyes. Just as he vomited out a word, Chu Yan pointed it to his forehead.

Bang!

A head, like a juicy watermelon, exploded.

Hot plasma, spray around.

Because all the friars around before were thrown away, so now all the blood fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a blood river.

Chu Yan raises his hand, grabs and throws the corpse to the flagpole. Ignoring Gu Weiting's frightened eyes, he turns to look in the direction of Bai's old house.

At this time, the three monks had already risen in the old house of Bai family.

Two of them are the triple mind of heaven, and one is the double mind of heaven.

No matter whether the four monks were the guardians of the family, or they were invited, the cost of taking care of the family must be huge.

And this price, tonight will certainly let them lose all their money!

"Bai Jia, suffer death!"

In one of them, the mood of the heaven triples, makes a pop drink, raises a hand to wave, in an instant, stirs up the storm.

A blue palm, covering an area of more than ten mu, reflected the moon in bursts of green color, and photographed toward the inner hall where Bai's coffin was placed.

In a flash, a breath of death directly enveloped.

Although the palm was still half empty, the trees around the old house began to wither.

The white family members in the inner hall were in a panic.

At this time, a silver light blade suddenly rose from the ground, pulled out a long arc of light from bottom to top, and cut it in the palm of the hand!

Bang!

There were spider like cracks on the palm, silver rays oozing from the cracks, like mercury. The next moment, the palm would burst open.

On the day of the attack, the monk was in a state of mind, and his breath stopped immediately. His eyes were full of anger: "there is a heavenly heart indeed!"

The main purpose of their trip is to find the tianxinjing of the Bai family, that is, the man who has the strength to catch Gu Weiting.

Now it seems that everything is as they expected.

As for killing the Bai family, for them, it's just easy.

It's just a nest of ants.

"You've already done it. I'll see where you're going this time!" The monk, who had just made the move, had a cold face and a sharp drink.

In a flash, the aura in all directions, like a tidal current, rushed towards him. Suddenly, in the void, it condensed a giant palm again.

This giant palm is several times larger than before, and can almost cover the whole Bai family old house.

At this time, the giant palm pressed down slowly, and the whole void seemed to be blocked. There was a kind of terror of collapse.

Outside the old house of the Bai family, the friars who came from other places were very flustered at this time. They fled to a farther place for fear that they would be affected.

In front of tianxinjing, they are so fragile that they are not as good as a piece of paper.

At this time, in a panic, no one noticed that Chu Yan, who was still standing under the flagpole, had disappeared.

Only Gu Weiting, who was on the flagpole, kept whining in his throat. He shook his head desperately. The blue veins on his neck now earned out, as if to remind the monks to be careful.

Shua, a shadow, now appeared in the hands of the day mood monk behind.

On that day, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the monk's face.

In a flash of his body, his whole body suddenly opened, just like the spilled ink, flew behind the shadow, and then quickly condensed.

"I knew you would attack me, but I didn't expect that I still have this kind of magic power!"

The sound of grimace came from the rapid condensation of ink.

The next moment, Shua, that day's mood triple monk's arm, like a black long gun, suddenly penetrated the shadow's back, and then came out from the chest.

Although the touch in his hand was different from that in his imagination, at the moment, the friar still said with a grim smile, "that heart eroding chaos palm just lured you to take the bait. Now it depends on what you do."

Click!

It was dark shadow's head that answered the friar. Suddenly, the whole body turned around, and an expressionless face immediately stared at her.

"This, this..."

In front of me, it's so strange that a person's head can be turned by such a large margin.

All of a sudden, the friar was speechless.