Chapter 240 (1/2)

Rolling waves of air, toward the four sides, such as blade, such as arrow cluster, scraping Chu Yan cheek are tearing pain.

”Technique!”

Chu Yan's heart was cold.

Jiang panmeng's technique is more powerful than he imagined.

This is the power to destroy the dead!

At the moment, Jiang panmeng's body shakes slightly, which obviously stimulates her own flame. The skill displayed by Phoenix's body also consumes her a lot.

In the face of Chu Yan, she once again cut down.

This time, three hurricanes, like ten story buildings, collapsed and smashed down toward Chu Yan.

The whole arena, except where Jiang panmeng stood, was shrouded.

Obviously, Jiang panmeng doesn't intend to give Chu Yan any chance to escape unless he rushes down the challenge arena.

But in that case, Chu Yan lost.

”I will not return it.” Chu Yan took a deep breath, a roar, backhand out of seven sharp weapon of the long knife, facing the hurricane, cut out.

”In the face of a strong enemy, proper retreat is a manifestation of preserving strength and waiting for the future. But in my heart, Chu Yan, if I can fight, I will never retreat!”

For a moment, Chu Yan's whole body was full of blood, and the air around his body was like a Golden Snake dancing around. For a moment, the whole person was like a devil.

All the people around him were terrified by his momentum. They were all trembling. Even their souls were subconsciously forced to retreat.

”Lotus leaf double wood chop!”

The light of the sword is like a thunderbolt. It collides violently with the hurricane and bursts out a series of dazzling sparks.

Chu Yan step forward, blade curl, arm tear, blood line shot.

His face was expressionless, and the essence of his eyes kept condensing, allowing the blood to gush and taking another step.

Boom!

The first hurricane was cut in half by him.

As soon as Jiang panmeng's eyes were fixed, he held the Phoenix sword and stabbed at the ground.

In a flash, the four waves of strange clouds and rolling air gathered into a huge storm, which seemed to be the giant hand of the God of heaven who suppressed hell and beat Chu Yan hard.

The whole arena, with a roar at the moment, collapsed three inches to the ground.

The surrounding ground was rumbling and slightly undulating, which made all the disciples step back and look frightened.

Su Jianyuan's face also showed an extremely shocked look at the moment, and murmured: ”I didn't expect that the Fengyan storm of younger martial sister Jiang had been improved again. If it was above the challenge arena, I'm afraid my chance of winning would be less than 20%...”

Li Xiu was silent at the moment. Obviously, he was secretly weighing in his heart. If it was his own now, could he take the other side's move as before.

The blade of the long sword suddenly flashed a dazzling spark, flew out of Chu Yan's hand, and with a click, it was inserted on the edge of the challenge arena.

Chuyan's tiger mouth is full of blood, with two arms and dense blood lines, showing arcs.

Under his feet, there are shocking blood arrows everywhere at the moment.

Jiang panmeng's sword, gathering the storm, seems to be an ancient beast, stepping on him to suppress him.

Not only that, the storm like a knife, extremely sharp, even the steel plate, can be torn apart.

At the moment the storm swept, mercilessly, in Chu Yan body tore a wound.

But Chu Yan can't retreat. Once he retreats, he will lose!