Chapter 883 (1/2)

”The evil dragon of the yellow spring.”

There are four words in my mouth.

Chu Yan raised his left arm and went directly to the sword.

On one side is the eye-catching Dao Mang in diyuanjing's hand.

On one side were his five fingers, which suddenly opened.

Dang!

The next moment, violent collision, came the crisp sound of the impact of gold and stone.

Circle after circle of vibration, into visible ripples, continue to spread away.

Chu Yan's feet fell into the ground.

And his left hand, also at this moment firmly grasped the knife.

”This...”

”How could that be?”

”Am I dreaming?”

After a short silence, there were continuous exclamations.

The eyes of those friars were about to pop out of their eyes.

At this moment, just in front of them, a monk of Ning Mai Jing, with his own palm, really shook the martial arts skills of the monk of Di Yuan Jing!

Any one of them would have been cut in half by now.

”You

The leading friar stares at Chu Yan at the moment, surprised and angry.

The other side actually used only one hand.

Now, he couldn't cut the blade one inch further.

”It's not just that.”

Chu Yan smiles at each other.

The next moment, his face suddenly sank.

”Blood sacrifice Dafa!”

The ninth floor of Guixu tower.

Chu Yan's latest skill.

Burst of blood gas in the body, in an instant, gain several times more power than itself.

The leading monk's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, he saw that Chu Yan's arm rose several times out of thin air.

In a flash, like a thin vine, into a towering giant wood!

It's not only getting thicker and longer, it's also getting incredibly powerful in this moment.

At this moment, the leading monk even had an illusion.

What he is facing now is not a monk in the state of congmai, but a fierce beast in the form of human.

A real, ancient human beast!

There was a roar.

The leading monk felt as if he had been caught in a whirlpool in the sea.

In front of this unparalleled power, he is as weak as a mole ant, only being mercilessly crushed.

Bang!

The long sword, together with its aura, is suddenly smashed.

The bleeding palm suddenly stretched forward, jammed the leading Friar's neck and smashed him into the ground.

The ground burst open in an instant, exposing a big pit.

And the power is far from stopping.

With Chu Yan's arms rising, the leading monk was embedded in the ground and pushed forward.

Crackle!

The ground was washed away in a deep ravine.

A large amount of gravel and soil piled up on both sides of the gully.

The friars around, looking at this scene, were scared and silly.

When did they see such a scene?

First of all, Chu Yan's arm was just like a monster at the moment. They had never heard of it or seen it just because he was rubbing the Diyuan realm on the ground.

Now this scene, but the real ”friction on the ground.”.