Chapter 879 (1/2)

”Broken sword.”

At this time, the boss's ear came the light evaluation of Chu Yan.

But now the sword has pierced me - the boss wants to say so.

But now he opened his mouth, suddenly a big mouthful of blood gushed out, so that he could not make a sound.

The next moment, Chu Yan pulls out the sword.

The whole process, because of the speed, in the eyes of the other monks, the scene at this moment was not Chu Yan seizing the sword, thrusting it into the throat, and then pulling it out.

It's like Chu Yan pulled a sword from their boss's neck out of thin air.

Blood shot out like a spring out of control.

The old man stepped back, covered his neck with one hand, pointed to Chu Yan with the other, and his eyes were wide open.

Blood was seeping through his fingers.

In a moment, he was dyed into a blood man.

”A broken man uses a broken sword.”

In the other four monks' expressions of surprise or fear, Chu Yan gave a handful of them.

Click, click.

The sword, a sharp weapon, was immediately rubbed into pieces and splashed all over the floor.

”Go

Soon, some of them came back to their senses and let out a scream like killing a pig.

At this time, as long as you are not a fool, you can see that you can't run away without running.

The eldest of them is in front of each other, but not even a chicken.

The boss is still like this. Even if there are four of them, I'm afraid that in each other's eyes, they are just the feathers on the four chicken wings.

”Go? Who let you go? ” Chu Yan took a step forward.

Shua, in the void, pulled out a residual shadow of Chu Yan.

In a flash, he came to the two monks.

And these two friars, at the moment, haven't even had time to turn around.

Chu Yan raised his hand, grabbed their heads and touched them in the middle.

Bang!

Two heads, like two juicy watermelons, burst into pieces.

Red and white, broken meat and bone, splashed down.

The other two friars saw this scene, almost scared out of their wits.

One of them turned to run, the other knelt down on the ground with a soft knee.

Chu Yan shakes his hand and looks at the monk who wants to run.

There was a sneer in his mouth.

I want to kill my tiger, and I want to take the opportunity to kill me. If I just let you go, how can I know?

”Ten thousand li idle court!”

There was a bang in the air.

The monk kneeling on the ground only felt a flower in front of him.

In a trance, he felt as if he saw a virtual shadow rushing towards him.

Because the speed is too fast and the power is too great, the shadow seems to support the void.

The air around the virtual shadow was like boiling water, rolling and rattling.

”This is --”

His consciousness came to an abrupt end.

Boom!

The rushing Chu Yan seemed to be a shell coming out of the chamber, which broke the friar kneeling on the ground.

Blood mixed with broken meat, skeleton, the whole Peng fried, like thick plasma, scattered all over the ground.

The voice coming from behind almost broke the heart of the monk who turned and ran away.

I thought I had been waiting for a few days, and finally a big fat pig came. Who knew that the fat pig was an ancient fierce beast.