Chapter 147 (1/2)
Shen Wufeng looks at Chu Yan without expression at the moment.
Originally this matter, he just need to catch Lin miaoran and Chu Yan.
But before Lin miaoran carries his palm, later Chu Yan is under his nose, caught Lin Ao, threaten people.
Although Lin Ao is caught, it has nothing to do with Shen Wufeng.
But for a monk in the pulse setting state, it is insulting to let a warrior make such an action in front of his own eyes.
What's more, Shen Wufeng is not an open-minded person.
”Chu Yan, you're hiding a lot.” A moment later, Shen Wufeng gave a sneer.
Others may not see it, but he can see it clearly. Chu Yan hides his strength.
Even if I just dodged my footwork, I didn't do my best.
”Why don't you run away?” Chu Yan sneers back and takes the opportunity to put the remaining two grains of Tiansha into the entrance.
In a flash, a stream of heat turns into a rolling force and rushes to his whole body.
A feeling that wanted to vent immediately spread in Chu Yan's heart like weeds.
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Spit out a breath, Chu speech slowly stood straight body.
Shen Wufeng's face changed slightly.
At this time, he didn't feel like he was facing a real warrior, but a fierce tiger.
Tiger in the mountains.
”If we don't get rid of this, we will have a great disaster in the future.” Almost in an instant, Shen Wufeng made such a judgment.
”You know, old man.” At this time, Chu Yan raised his head and looked at Shen Wufeng like a knife. ”In fact, even if you run today, I will catch up with you and kill you!”
As the voice fell, the words of Chu suddenly turned into dozens of virtual shadows, which spread all over the world and swept towards Shen Wufeng.
Shen Wufeng was stunned.
He didn't expect that Chu Yan of Zhenwu would attack him at the moment.
According to the truth, shouldn't we run away?
The next moment, Shen Wufeng's face suddenly changed, surprised, angry, turned into a roar: ”you are not zhenwujing!”
”Just try! Shadow eight wasters fist
Boom!
In an instant, the roar of Chu's words seemed to come from all directions.
On the surface of his body, the light of twelve meridians emerged, like the halo of the moon.
Shadow of the eight waster boxing, boxing shadow shrouded, like a meteor hit the ground, and disease and dense, rain hit banana, beads fall jade plate, endless, endless.
For a moment, Shen Wufeng even felt that his cheek was scratched by the air, which made him tingle.
”Windy palm!”
Feeling that he was looked down upon, Shen Wufeng was furious and made a bold move.
The fists collided violently in the air.
Crackle!
In an instant, it seemed that dozens of iron balls exploded in the air.
In the air, there are visible waves.
The sound of the sound was so loud that the two Lin people's faces were earth colored, their legs were soft, they fell to the ground and trembled.
All over the sky, the shadow of Chu's words converged into one, from the top to the bottom, one palm and Shen Wufeng's fist.
Bang!
The waves of air surged around.
Shen Wufeng stepped back three steps, and each step made a deep footprint on the ground.
Chu Yan's figure flew back six or seven feet.
And the direction that he flies out, it is the position that fierce burning gun inserts on the ground.
As soon as he grasped the fierce fire gun, Chu Yan took advantage of it and swept away the long gun.
The heads of the two Lin people flew in response.
The look of surprise and fear completely solidified on their faces.
Chu Yan's long gun shakes again, and Shen Qing's iron cage is immediately opened.