Chapter 1132 (2/2)

But even if inspired, he did what he could, that is, to rise from the ground.

As for the counterattack, don't be kidding.

Even if you can, Chu Yan is staring at it not far away.

”He yonghuan, you asked for it Feng Gang's Sword Pierced he yonghuan's chest.

With a hiss, the hot blood arrow shot out, splashing Feng Gang's head and face.

He yonghuan's body trembled, and he opened his mouth to say something.

But the blood gushing from his throat and nostrils only made him whine.

”He yonghuan, you deserve it!” Tang Zhiran angrily denounced him. With a wave of her arm, the silver needle in her hand suddenly pierced he yonghuan's neck.

Although the silver needle is thin, it seems that it has opened a gap on the dam full of water.

All of a sudden, the blood seemed to spray out without money.

The ground was covered with broken ice, suddenly came the sound of Hua Hua, forming a blood stream.

”Die Feng Gang glared, pulled out his sword and swept across.

Shua!

He yonghuan's expression of reluctance and fear suddenly solidified on his face.

His head rose from the sky and then fell to the ground. It didn't stop until it rolled to Chu Yan's feet.

After killing he yonghuan, Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang look at each other's fallen body, and a very complicated emotion gushes out of their hearts.

Before that, they were the disciples of Tianya sect, and they were also the best sons of heaven under the throne of emperor Taiqing of Ziwei sect.

But all this has changed from now on.

It's a felony in tianyazong to kill the same clan, but it's also a crime in Ziwei clan.

They have no way back now.

They looked at each other and threw away their swords and silver needles. They went to Chu Yan and knelt down.

This kneeling represents their submission.

Although at the moment, there are still unwilling and resentment in my heart.

But they don't dare to show the slightest.

Even they have a hunch that they will never have another chance to express it.

Put away to listen to wind stone, Chu speech condescending, looking at two people.

After a while, he said faintly: ”although you killed he yonghuan, I'm not sure about you.”

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang trembled.

Especially Tang Zhiran, she suddenly raised her head, staring at Chu Yan, lips move, obviously want to say something.

But the next moment, she dropped her head again.

At this time, the more you talk, the faster you die.

But after a while, Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang felt something was wrong.

An unprecedented sense of terror enveloped the scene.

This feeling, full of archaic, desolate, wild, let their soul, began to tremble.

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang raise their heads in horror and look at Chu Yan.

They can clearly feel that the source of this breath is the person in front of them.

At the same time, they were even more frightened to find that Chu Yan looked down at their eyes, but there was no whiteness!

In the pupil, is a piece of black that can't see the bottom!

This darkness seems to be able to crush all human life.

Feng Gang screamed and turned pale. He sat down on the ground, hands and feet together, and moved back.

At this time, Tang Zhiran saw that Chu Yan raised his hand in front of him and grabbed Feng Gang in the air.

Black threads, like tentacles, shot out of Chu Yan's arms and wrapped around Feng Gang's neck, waist and limbs, lifting him up in the air.

The black line around Feng Gang's neck was tightened and Feng Gang's mouth opened.

Then, Tang Zhiran's eyes were frightened, and her palms covered her mouth.