Chapter 472 (2/2)

Chu Yan didn't look at it any more, so he went straight from him.

Dozens of guards rushed out.

Chu Yan stops and blows.

All around the air, such as the dragon, waves, boom, all people will fly out.

Every inch of the ground is broken, and the broken bricks are turned into concentric circles and spread around.

Dozens of guards, like meteorites falling from the sky, fell to the ground and smashed the ground. Their armor exploded, their faces were full of fear and distortion, and there was no sound.

Going on, a guard sneaks behind him, trying to give him a blow.

Chu Yan's head doesn't know how to do it. He grabs the long knife from the other side with his backhand and pulls it casually, even with his arm and knife.

Without waiting for the other party to scream, Chu Yan grabs the other party's arm and sweeps it. The long knife in his arm cuts the man in two.

The guard didn't die for a moment. He fell on the ground and groaned bitterly, trying to put his intestines back into his abdominal cavity.

People constantly rush out to represent justice and punish Chu Yan.

But one by one, they were knocked down by Chu Yan.

The road through the gate of the imperial city is now flowing with the advance of Chu Yan.

The smell of blood is so strong that it can't be dissolved. It seems that the essence makes people tremble and think they are in purgatory.

Originally, the group of people were still shouting, cursing Chu Yan with the most vicious words, cursing him.

But gradually, these voices become smaller and smaller, and more and more people close their mouths.

Wusilanma stood up and looked at the pale and frightened people around her. She just wanted to tell them in a loud voice: ”don't you stupid people understand! If Chu Yan is really the evil devil in your mouth, you people will die now! All those who have scolded him will be killed! Why didn't he kill you? Because he always wanted to. Do you understand? ”

Wusi Lanma clenched her fist, and her eyes finally fell on Chu Yan.

From the gate of the imperial city to the Dragon chair of Chu Qiang Dong, the straight-line distance is only 120 Zhang.

At this time, Chu Yan had finished most of his journey, less than 40 Zhang away from Chu qiangdong.

The look on Chu qiangdong's face was obviously unnatural.

He never thought that Chu Yan was so powerful.

Even Chu Yan three years ago could not have killed so many guards at once!

You know, this time in order to ensure the smooth progress of the celebration, the guards stationed in the imperial city are all the real elites in the Nanyuan Prefecture!

But now, they rushed up in groups, but Chu Yan didn't use any weapons. He just relied on a pair of fists to blow these people out like pieces of paper.

At the moment, looking at the winding corpse and blood behind Chu Yan, Chu Qiang Dong felt his arm trembling slightly.

This is the first time that Chu Yan has felt a trace of fear since his appearance.

But Chu qiangdong is still good at the moment. He can at least stand in front of the Dragon chair.

Like Wu Xiaoming and his father-in-law Wu, they are all paralyzed on the ground now, and their feces and urine are all in a mess.

Seeing that Chu Yan seemed to be in a state of no one and continued to walk towards him, Chu qiangdong gritted his teeth and was about to send someone to rush up. At this time, the man in blue, who was not far away from him, came out: ”Your Majesty, let's do the next thing.”

Seeing the man in blue coming out, Chu qiangdong was relieved, and his heart was hanging down at this moment.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Chu Yan, who was getting closer and closer: ”it seems that in the past three years, you don't know what kind of luck you've had, and your strength has made such a breakthrough! But that's the end of your luck! No matter how strong you are, you can be better than the monk of Wan Haimen! They are immortals, not ordinary people like you who can deal with them! ”