Chapter 1752 (1/2)
The purple man's plan is simple.
First, throw Yuan Ye into the space crack.
After all, the gold owner only paid the deposit, and the rest of the spirit stone has not been delivered.
If Yuan Ye dies now, he will not only lose two masters of heaven's state of mind, but also lose the large spirit stone.
The other is that this place is 70 or 80 miles away from the town. Even if the other party is in heaven's heart, his own state is not weak.
This distance is enough to throw Yuanye into the space crack, and then drill in again.
As long as you get into the space crack, it's safe.
Purple shirt man at the moment in the heart is embarrassed and angry, and is suffocating.
But he also understood that the priority was to leave here first.
Other words, we'll get out of danger.
But Yuan Ye, who is thrown into the space crack by him, seems to bump heavily into the big clock. With a bang, he bounces back with blood all over his head.
”What's the matter?” The man in purple was surprised.
Although the space crack looks small, this kind of thing is not dealt with in terms of size.
At this time, this crack is more than enough for people to drill in.
But at the last moment, the man in purple can see clearly. When Yuan Ye flies by, it seems that he bumps into an invisible gas wall.
Did not expect to happen such an accident, purple men's heart a Deng.
He has already lost time for this, and he can't care about Yuanye's life. He uses his body method and runs towards the space crack.
It's as fast as lightning.
Next moment, bang!
With a dull sound, the man in purple shirt felt as if he had run into an armored beast.
For a moment, his head was dizzy, as if he had split into dozens of pieces, and his whole body was in agony. Compared with lingchi, he suffered a hundred times, a thousand times, and almost fainted on the spot.
”What's going on?”
In his mind, the idea came out, but it was immediately submerged by the intense pain.
Chu Yan shows his leisure, and now he has come to them.
The dead words are cut in the air.
Whoa!
Yuan Ye's body and head are separated immediately, and his blood is all over the ground.
Until he died, he didn't understand what happened in such a short time.
When the dead words fell on the man in purple, a red light suddenly appeared on him, like a film, covering him.
Dang of a, dead language in this purple shirt man's chest cut out a dazzling spark, but can't kill this man.
”Talisman?” Chu Yan's eyes were fixed.
After all, he was a monk in heaven's mind. Although the violent impact made the purple man's mind confused for a short time, his aura and blood Qi were working together at the moment, and in an instant, he was clear again.
But now he came back to his senses and was startled.
Because he didn't expect that Chu Yan should be so direct. After he came to him, he directly raised his sword to kill.
”I'm the ghost killing Pavilion...” he was in a panic and immediately wanted to report his identity.
As a result, as soon as he called out half a sentence, he was interrupted by Chu Yan: ”is there a talisman great?”
Voice down, and a sword down.
Dang!
In a flash, the sparks burst out, as if a fire had been set on the purple man.
Although the amulet can protect him from being hurt, it still makes his body hit the ground hard and make a big hole.
Chu Yan raises his sword and cuts it again!
Bang!
The earth collapsed, and the purple man's body sank deeply, tearing and spreading around.
But the light of the amulet is still strong.
Chu Yan's eyes narrowed.
By this time, there was speculation in his mind.
This talisman, at least, can be made by the monks in Zifu.
Although his current strength is enough to kill Tian Xin Jing, he still has no ability to resist in front of Zi Fu Jing.