Overriding the Heaven Chapter 1087: What should I do?
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The first thousand and eighty-seventh chapter should be blamed
As soon as He Yonghuan said this, everyone at the scene changed their faces.
For the monk, there are not only pills and magic weapons in the storage bag, but also everyone's trump cards and secrets.
In other words, the storage bag is their second life, as well as their face.
Check the monk’s storage bag, the severity is even worse than having a person undressed in public in the world.
If it's normal, everyone will naturally reject it immediately.
However, He Yonghuan's strong shot just now left everyone on the scene with lingering fears.
Therefore, the faces of everyone were daring not to speak at this moment.
"Why? Not willing?" He Yonghuan sneered, and pointed his finger at the nearest monk.
The monk only showed a slight hesitation, and immediately, he felt a strong wind coming on his face.
Before he could react, he snapped, and the monk felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer on his cheek, and his eyes went black, and he flew out.
Others present suddenly felt their hearts twitch.
When they were in their respective sects, they were all bound by sect laws. Under normal circumstances, disciples of the same sect were forbidden to fight.
But in this Tianya Sect, there seems to be no such law at all.
And at this moment, it gives people a feeling that Tianya Sect has this law, but He Yonghuan, relying on the identity of the Ziwei Gate, ignores this law.
"Ziweimen is so powerful in Tianya Sect?" Chu Yan said inwardly.
He turned his head and glanced at the Lin family siblings not far away.
When I was in the restaurant before, the Lin family's brothers and sisters heard the three words "Ziweimen" and had a great reaction.
It can be seen that they know something about the organization of this Tianya Sect disciple.
"When you have the opportunity, I'll inquire about it." Chu Yan said in his heart.
At this time, He Yonghuan has already looked at another monk: "Your storage bag, open it."
The monk looked helplessly to the sides.
But no one stood up to speak for him.
The monk has an ugly face.
In the past, has he ever been humiliated like this?
Under He Yonghuan's stern gaze, the monk paled, reluctantly opened his storage bag, poured out the contents, and showed it to everyone.
"That's it." After the pouring, the monk gritted his teeth.
He Yonghuan glanced at the dazzling objects on the ground, then walked up to the monk and spread his hand: "Give me the storage bag."
"You don't believe me?" An anger appeared in the monk's eyes.
To check the storage bag, I have shown it to you now.
As a result, you have to take my storage bag and check it again, humiliating me again.
"You try to stare at me again?" He Yonghuan seemed to smile, his hand stretched forward.
This monk was obviously very angry at this time, and his cheeks were trembling visible to the naked eye.
But the lesson from the past is not far away, so he doesn't have the guts to resist He Yonghuan at this moment.
"Here...you!" He gritted his teeth and handed the storage bag to He Yonghuan.
He Yonghuan sneered, puzzled over the storage bag, but suddenly drew his sword, the sword light flashed, and instantly penetrated the storage bag and nailed it to the ground.
The wrist moved again, stirring the long sword.
In an instant, the storage bag fell apart.
No matter what is in it, it must be completely destroyed as the space in the storage bag is annihilated at this moment.
In this scene, the owner of this storage bag canthus is cracked.
The other monks couldn't help taking a breath.
This He Yonghuan is really ruthless and absolute.
"You should be grateful to me." He Yonghuan sneered at the opponent who was gritting his teeth, "I am helping you. If you just concealed something in your storage bag, now you are dead."
"You! You bullied too much!" The monk couldn't help it anymore and suddenly shot.
"Landslide and Tsunami--"
Rolling spiritual energy, condensed in the palm of this monk.
The loud noise of the shaking of the earth and the mountains is rolling, as if it has turned into a natural disaster and is about to be crushed towards He Yonghuan.
"Follow the crime, without respect!" A sharp light flashed in He Yonghuan's eyes, and a sword stabbed.
At this moment, Jian Mang stabbed people's eyes with severe pain.
The spiritual energy in the palm of this monk suddenly vented out like a leaking ball.
The long sword pierced through his palm, pierced through the arm, and then pierced out of the back shoulder.
The muscles and bones in his arm were almost shattered in an instant, so that his arm swelled several times in the blink of an eye.
The monk's face suddenly showed an extremely painful look, his facial features were distorted, and he let out a wailing.
But he is like a furious lion. Even if he was seriously injured by the opponent in one move, he still resisted the severe pain and was unwilling to give in. He raised his other arm again, trying to attack.
"It seems that I really don't know how to live or die. If so, I'll send you on the road." He Yonghuan grinned and patted the monk's chest with a palm.
His five fingers became emerald green at this moment, as if they were stained with poison, and at the same time it gave people a horrible feeling that the void was corroded wherever the palm of the hand went.
He Yonghuan's movements are faster than this monk, I don't know how much.
When the opponent just raised his arm, his palm almost touched the opponent's chest.
If this palm is shot, the monk will probably explode his entire chest to pieces in an instant.
At this moment, a hand stretched out from the side, and when the palm was less than an inch away from the monk's chest, he held He Yonghuan's wrist.
He Yonghuan's eyes narrowed.
Because he suddenly discovered that the hand that appeared suddenly was so powerful that the moment he held it, he could no longer move the palm of his hand.
But even so, the spiritual energy blasted from the palm of the hand also spit out blood from the mouth of the monk, fell off and flew out for a long time.
He Yonghuan's face suddenly turned gloomy, looking at Chu Yan's shot to stop him, he smirked: "Boy, do you know that this is causing trouble for yourself?"
Chu Yan glanced lightly at the flying sword that was still dripping blood in his opponent's hand, and said: "Then you know what you are doing now, you are causing trouble for yourself?"
The group of monks behind him were stunned when they heard Chu Yan's words.
They all looked at Chu Yan with incredible eyes.
This guy dared to resist the disciple He Yonghuan, against the Ziwei Gate!
He Yonghuan was also taken aback.
For a long time, he was the only one who threatened others, and things like this being threatened by others have never happened.
After reacting, He Yonghuan pulled his arm back, stood up straight, and looked at Chu Yan with a sneer: "Boy, you have a kind, you dare to say such things in front of me. It seems that you didn't put the Ziwei Gate in your eyes. Yeah."
"Let’s take the Ziwei door less to press me." Chu Yan also sneered, "I ask you, the Tianya patriarchal law stipulates that if the sect belongs to the land, the same sect is seriously injured, what should be the crime?"