Chapter 1738 (2/2)

But in the recent 100 years, there has been a genius in Cang Yangmen, that is, Yan Shuangying, Yan Changlao.

Yan Changlao is only in his seventies, but he has reached the triple perfection of Tianxin. In the next few decades, he is expected to be promoted to Tianxin.

Now he is the hope of the whole school!

After obtaining the treasures in the treasure house, Cang Yangmen is confident that he will appear in a new heaven mood guru within 50 years, which is the Yan Shuangying.

”No wonder this guy just swayed his head and tail in the spirit boat. It turned out to be the hope of the whole sect.” After confirming the identity, Chu Yan sneered.

When Chu Yan mentioned himself, Yan Shuangying raised his neck and raised his hands. He glared at Chu Yan and said, ”you're waiting for the Revenge of Cang Yangmen.”

Chu Yan raised a sword and chopped off the other side's head.

Yan Shuangying's arms softened, and his body slammed on the ground, convulsing for two times.

And the head that flies out, still solidify the last inconceivable expression, as if can't believe Chu Yan really will kill oneself general.

The scene was silent.

The disciples of Youcang Yangmen were scared to wet their crotch.

”See what you can do, and threaten me?” Chu Yan's eyes swept all the people in front of him. ”Call your leader over. If I don't see his people or Liu Fuqing and the things that belong to me in this treasure house within an hour, I will come to get them myself.

I won't be talking to you like this.

Which one of you can tell the patriarch to stand up and speak. ”

A moment later, someone in the crowd trembled and raised his hand to signal something to say.

Chu Yan uttered a nasal sound. The man shivered to stand up first, but when he saw Chu Yan's eyes, his knees softened and he knelt to the ground with a plop.

After swallowing his saliva, he said in a very difficult voice: ”Yanchang, he... Has sent a message...”

”Well?” The Chu speech God knows to sweep on that corpse, feel that the light aura that remains, immediately understood to come over.

Yan Shuangying's reaction was not slow. When he found that he was in the mood of heaven, he crushed a piece of urgent communication Lingyu.

But that Ling jade can only warn, and didn't convey the message he wanted.

”Can you pass my request back?” Chu Yan asked.

Almost all of the monks present were in the state of Ning Mai. Except for Yan Shuangying, there were only two states of Di yuan.

At this time feel Chu Yan's authority, these people sweat like rain, face like white paper.

Especially the disciple who answered Chu Yan just now, he fell flat on the ground and fainted.

He felt that Chu Yan's eyes had been fixed on him for a long time. One of the disciples of Di Yuan Jing couldn't stand it any more. He shivered and said, ”if we go back to the guru, we can't contact the leader directly.”

”Then go back and tell him what I want.” Chu Yan said.

”Ah?” The monk of the land yuan realm was in a daze.

”You don't want to go back?” Chu Yan frowned.

The friar suddenly jumped up with excitement, but he still couldn't believe it: ”is this OK? Aren't you afraid I'll run away? ”

”If you run away, how do you think cangyangmen will react?” Chu Yan sneered.

The di Yuan Jing disciple pondered a little. In an instant, his whole body was in a cold sweat.