Chapter 330 (2/2)
”The disciples of broken Star Building haven't entered yet. Is it your turn to go first?”
Chu Yan's voice came again.
Boom!
The group of jiushengmen disciples only felt a roar in their ears. The next moment, they were surprised to see that the other side's figure had already grabbed the front of their own side.
But this guy didn't rush into the entrance first after he crossed his own side. Instead, he stopped in front of the entrance and turned to look at them with a sneer.
Seeing the disciples of the broken Star Building who kept coming behind them, the group of jiushengmen suddenly realized that they wanted to stop them by themselves.
”Too much deception!”
”When there is no one in our jiushengmen!”
”Where are the nine saints?”
”Cut him off!”
”Rush in!”
In the roar, several figures, as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder, rushed to Chu Yan first.
One of them is a big man with strong muscles in both arms, a pair of fists, more than twice the size of the normal person, and a sharp thorn as thick as a thumb on his fingertips.
At the moment, a blow, wind and thunder shock, like thunder head-on.
The other, a sharp weapon in his hand, which was like a sword but not a sword, cut it in the air. In an instant, it turned into a sword like a piece of training, and came to Chu Yan angrily. His murderous spirit filled the field, and his anger soared to the sky.
Another one, though not old, has a tiger beard on his chin, which makes him look much older than his actual age. This man directly slaps Chu Yan from a distance.
He was the only one who didn't use any weapons. But at this moment, the palm he sent gave people a kind of terrible power.
Among the disciples of the broken Star building, someone has recognized the identities of the three.
”Miao De, the fourth ranked jiushengmen apprentice!”
”Wei Xiangchen, the third ghost sword!”
”Xiaoxing! My God! He's just become the No.2 giant last time
Miao De, Wei Xiangchen and Xiao Xing, if placed in the broken Star Tower, would be as famous as Su Jianyuan, Chu Yan and Jiang panmeng.
At this moment, the second, third and fourth disciples of jiushengmen's apprenticeship all hit Chu Yan. Suddenly, everyone's heart sank.
In the eyes of all the people in jiushengmen, they were proud and cruel.
No matter whether it's too shameless to fight three against one, in short, kill you first, that's OK!
”More than less?” Chu Yan's eyes narrowed.
”How about bullying you?” Mulder roared.
”It's up to you?” Chu Yan ha ground laughs a voice to come, suddenly between, facial expression one sink.
In an instant, his whole body burst out with amazing momentum.
The rolling air, even around Chu Yan's body, formed a crazy wave.
Jiushengmen and others suddenly changed their faces.
”Do you know, in the broken Star building, everyone called me --” Chu Yan raised his head, and his eyes were as bright as the stars. In a flash, they were dazzling and frightening.
”Tiger!”
”Shadow eight wild fists!”
Boom, boom, boom!
It's clearly just a top-grade martial art, but at this moment, Chu Yan shows the destructive power of cracking rocks and mountains, destroying withered and decayed, and annihilating souls.
Nine holy gate three people, this moment heart as if by an invisible big hand mercilessly pinch, toward the abyss fiercely pull.
Instinctively feel bad, just like in front of a gentle rabbit, suddenly into a mountain of terror.
But it's too late to retreat.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Yan's punch through the void has reached his eyes!