Chapter 1250 (1/2)

Just about to leave this group of people, the pace suddenly froze.

When they turned around again and looked at Chu Yan, anger, doubt, humiliation and discontent appeared in their eyes.

We all take the initiative to take a step back. Do you really think we are afraid of you?

The monk who sent the pig's hoof didn't hide his killing intention in his eyes.

”You really want to be our enemy?” he said with a cold face

His highness Chu immediately laughed: ”I beg you to provoke me?”

The voice falls, Chu speech directly one step strides past.

”Seven Star random wind step!”

In a flash, a series of empty shadows of Chu words appeared in the original place.

”Do it!”

The friar who sent the pig's hoof stood up his eyebrows and drank it.

In a flash, a few people around him burst up and rushed towards Lin miaoran and Shen Qing.

There is no problem with their plan at the moment.

Although Chu Yan is powerful, the people who follow him are too low.

These people are not the opponents of Chu Yan, but it is completely possible to seize Lin miaoran, Shen Qing and others to threaten Chu Yan.

Their plan is not wrong, but they misestimate the strength of Chu Yan.

Chu Yan is not stronger than them, but more powerful than them.

The friar who rushed to the front suddenly felt a terrible airflow behind him.

Listen to this voice, as if it is something huge, breaking the air from the general.

But he couldn't figure out where the huge objects came from in the snow.

So the monk subconsciously looked at the place where the moonlight fell.

The next moment, he felt his whole body of blood coagulation.

Because the friar saw a shadow as thick as a wild boa, which suddenly appeared in his face.

The python is nearly the size of a water tank.

”How can this...”

Before he finished speaking, the friar was swept directly.

The strength of Chu Yan's arm, in a flash, shattered all the bones and viscera in his body.

The monk didn't even have the chance to scream. After a big blood burst out of his body, he flew out like a shell, smashed into the snow, and pulled out a red ravine in the snow. Then he stopped.

The other friars who were still rushing forward were also shocked at the moment.

Because they saw that Chu Yan's arms had become ten times thicker now!

The muscle of the arm, as if cast with steel, now a little move, there is a deafening roar.

Chu Yan didn't need to use any technique. He raised his hand and threw it at one of them.

That friar reaction is also quick, immediately hold a long gun, stab toward Chu Yan's wrist, want to resist.

Because in his opinion, no matter how thick and long Chu Yan's arm is, it can't be harder than the spirit weapon.

But in fact, Chu Yan's arm is harder than the first level spirit weapon.

With a bang, the long gun was smashed into several pieces in an instant.

Chu Yan's fist, like a heavy hammer, smashed the monk's head into his chest, and then smashed his whole body into a mass of flesh and blood mud.

The ground trembled violently, and large snowflakes exploded all around.

There were eight people when they came, and at this time, there were only four left.

And the remaining four people, there are two coagulation pulse state.