Chapter 1269 (1/2)

When the hot blood was sprayed on the next few faces, they were stunned.

No one thought that Chu Yan's hand should be so decisive.

What's more, Chu Yan's strength is far superior to them.

The diyuanjing that Chu Yan had just blasted was the same as his.

But in front of Chu Yan, there is no difference with a ripe watermelon.

Blood on their faces immediately made their expressions look more distorted.

After a moment of stupefaction, the group turned and fled.

”Still want to go?”

Chu Yan was so angry that he laughed.

Sneaky want to sneak attack themselves, now found that is not the opponent, want to escape safely, how do you think so beautiful?

”Seven Star random wind step!”

Chu Yan's body turned into several virtual shadows. In a flash, he chased the group of people behind him, one by one, splitting them in two.

Finally, there was one left, kneeling down in front of Chu Yan.

On the one hand, this guy didn't wait for Chu Yan to cut down, so his legs softened and he fell to the ground.

On the other hand, it's because he carries a big pocket all the way.

From a normal point of view, if a monk has any items, they will put them in the storage bag.

Although not every friar has a storage bag, Chu Yan believes that it is absolutely impossible for a friar to come here without a storage bag.

So what this guy has in his pocket is either a living thing or a big pocket, which is also a magic weapon for storing things.

Chu Yan ruled out the second possibility almost in an instant.

The reason is very simple. The basic principle of storage magic weapon is to be small and easy to carry.

Now this pocket is more than enough for one person.

No friar would carry such an exaggerated storage bag unless his brain was broken.

And another reason is that Chu Yan found the big pocket moving.

Obviously, it's stuffed with a living thing.

That's what's moving now.

”Please... Don't kill me... We don't have a bad heart...” seeing that our companions were mowed by each other, the rest of the friar had no idea of resisting at the moment. He knelt on the ground with a runny nose and a tearful cry, praying for Chu Yan's forgiveness.

”I don't have a bad heart either.” Chu Yan light way.

The other side's heart moved, thinking that the other side was going to let go of themselves.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a knife light coming down.

The next moment, he was cut in two from the middle.

”It's not bad to kill you, it's revenge.” Chu Yan crossed the body and went to the tightly bound pocket.

Usram came over at the moment and saw the bag lying on the ground.

All of a sudden, she saw the movement in her pocket, and there was a faint whimper.

”A man?” Chu Yan and Wu Si LAN Ma looked at each other, and they both saw a look of surprise from each other's eyes.

This pocket can be regarded as a treasure in the mortal world, but in the eyes of the friars, it is a very common big pocket.