Chapter 1595 (1/2)

”Ha ha ha ha ha ha

The friar of ghost killing pavilion looks at Chu Yan at the moment and laughs wildly.

His face was full of pride and banter.

But after a while, the expression on his face began to solidify.

Although the smile is still on the face, it seems far fetched at this time.

Doubts and embarrassments began to emerge.

Because not far ahead, although the blue flame is still burning, Chu Yan's body is still motionless.

And there wasn't even a scream.

”Is it dead?” After a while, the monk of ghost killing Pavilion couldn't help but think about it.

He pondered a little, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, and his arm swung violently.

A thick black chain, like a black python, splashed and shot at Chu Yan.

The chain moved in the air. Suddenly, the sound of flood came.

All around the void, have been shock, squeeze fold, as if the next moment will be broken.

The chain flies in front of Chu Yan and turns suddenly. After a few clatters, Chu Yan is bound firmly.

And Chu Yan's body, still hovering there motionless.

Even the least resistance was not done.

Seeing this, the monk of ghost killing pavilion was relieved.

”It seems that the moment he was hit by the nine dead ghost baby thunder, he was already dead.” He cold hum a, vision is not good, look back and forth in Chu Yan body, ”is really cheap you, otherwise, I originally planned to put you... Eh?”

Before he finished speaking, the friar saw that the chain that bound Chu Yan suddenly moved.

And then the whole chain broke.

The monk of the ghost killing Pavilion suddenly stopped breathing and opened his eyes wide: ”how...”

Hula——

Then the burning green flame went out.

Chu Yan is undamaged. Standing there, his eyes are not white. He looks at the monk of ghost killing Pavilion.

Although it was just a light glance, but immediately, let the ghost kill Pavilion Friar's heart string a tight, viscera, all convulsed.

”This, how can this... Nine dead ghost baby thunder...”

”What you said... Is this...” Chu Yan raised his hand.

A black skull, the size of an adult's fist, was tossed in the palm of his hand.

Although it was impossible for the skull to make an expression, at this moment, the monk of ghost killing Pavilion could clearly feel that the resentment and spirit in the skull were shaking, in fear, in fear.

”...” his face turned blue and white.

Chu Yan's mouth turned up and showed a sneer smile. When the skull fell back to the palm of his hand again, he grasped it with five fingers.

Click——

With a scream of despair in the void, the skeleton was crushed to pieces, blasted to powder and crushed to ashes.

”What... Broken... Things... Should be... Baby...”

The ghost killed the friar of the pavilion

Seeing the other side crush the remaining nine skeletons one by one with a disgusting tone, the dust goes up into the air, and the heart of the ghost killing monk sinks into the bottom bit by bit. I just feel that the whole body's blood is frozen now, and the hands and feet become cold.

It's not just that the other party is suddenly ten or 100 times more powerful at this moment, but also that in the process, he tries to get in touch with Jiusi ghost yinglei and recall the other party, but there is no response.

The other side standing there, just gas field, cut off the connection between oneself and magic weapon!

”Who on earth are you?” The monk of ghost killing Pavilion only felt his throat dry. After swallowing hard, he asked in a hoarse voice.

Although know should not give up, with their own ability, escape is still possible.