Overriding the Heaven Chapter 1128: Disdain fortification

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The first thousand one hundred and twenty-eight chapters disdain fortification

The sound appeared exceptionally abrupt.

He Yonghuan and the others never thought that there were other people here.

Suddenly, the three of them felt a rush of blood pouring into their brains, and their hair almost exploded.

Turning around in a hurry, they only saw a strange monk not far away, holding his arms, looking at them.

At this moment, Chu Yan's eyes are faint, looking at the three of them.

In fact, he didn't deliberately hide his figure just now.

He Yonghuan did not notice Chu Yan for three reasons.

One is that they didn’t even think about it beforehand. There will be other people here. The second reason is that after they walked here, they immediately found that the water was gone. In this case, where could they be? There are other minds to pay attention to other aspects.

The third reason is Chu Yan.

After absorbing the water spirit, while Chu Yan improved the power of water spells, he also added a kind of "resonance" and "rhythm" to all water-related things between heaven and earth.

Although it is icy and snowy here, the ice and snow are also formed by condensation of water.

So Chu Yan just stood here, as long as he stays quiet, his breath will unconsciously blend with the surrounding environment and become natural.

Under this situation, He Yonghuan and the others naturally did not notice Chu Yan.

But at this moment, as soon as Chu Yan was discovered, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of the three of them.

"You stole the soul!" He Yonghuan squeezed this sentence between his teeth.

In fact, at this time, whether Shui Po was stolen by the person in front of him or not, He Yonghuan decided to take this matter to this person.

Because it is the only way to go back and explain.

Otherwise, only the three of them will bear the responsibility for losing Shui Po.

As for Chu Yan, he didn't intend to hide it.

Not only that, but he also felt pleasantly surprised when he knew the name of the water drop.

"It turned out that that thing was called Water Soul." Chu Yan nodded.

Seeing his natural appearance, He Yonghuan showed murderous expression on his face.

Feng Gang and Tang Zhiran looked at each other, and both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

The people who stole the water spirit are right in front of them. It seems that their luck is not too bad.

"Looking at our service, you also know that we are disciples of Tianya Sect. Hand over Shui Po and spare you not to die." He Yonghuan took a breath and raised his head and said to Chu Yan.

"No." Chu Yan shook his head.

"What did you say?" He Yonghuan frowned and grasped the hilt of the sword. "Do you know what you are talking about? I tell you, we are not only disciples of Tianya Sect, but also members of Ziwei Sect."

I originally thought that moving out of Tianya Sect and Ziwei Gate would be enough to calm the opponent.

After all, in He Yonghuan's opinion, the opponent can pass through the storm in the eyes of the extremely empty fish and get the water soul, which shows that the opponent has good strength.

For this kind of capable monk, whose identity is not yet known, he is not willing to have more trivialities.

But who knows, after saying this, He Yonghuan saw the other side barking his teeth and said: "Ziweimen, what is it."

"What did you say?"

"You say it again!"

"Insult my Ziwei Gate, even if it is far away, it will be punishable!"

This sentence was like adding fuel to the fire, and in an instant, He Yonghuan, Tang Zhiran, and Feng Gang were angry and drew their swords together.

A fierce sharpness shot towards the surroundings in an instant.

Ziweimen is their confidence to walk Baoxiang and go to the country. This confidence is even stronger than that of them as disciples of the Tianya Sect.

The emperors of Taiqing are more like gods in their hearts.

Now that someone dares to humiliate Ziwei Gate, then this person deserves to die, no, death is cheaper for him, let him die!

"I cut your tongue!" Feng Gang cracked his canthus and let out a roar. The long sword in his hand opened like a peacock in an instant, cutting out a blade of sword light, pointing directly at Chu Yan.

"The Seven Swords of True Life!"

Whhhhhhhhh!

The dazzling sword glow is reflected by the surrounding ice and snow. In an instant, it is like a blazing sun rising on the spot. Just the light can stab people’s eyes and body. melt.

"Haha."

Chu Yan sneered.

When Jianmang came in front of him, he suddenly raised his hand and patted it with a palm.

"I even dared to pick up my sword light with my hand. I really don't know how to write the dead words!" Feng Gang grunted heavily in his nostrils.

But before he finished his words, suddenly, he felt a majestic force coming from the void.

This force, using Chu Yan's palm as its origin, exploded suddenly when it touched the sword light.

Boom, boom, boom!

Cracking!

Seven sword beams exploded all at once, turning into countless fragments, exploding in the air.

Feng Gang's face suddenly changed, and the next moment he saw a fist, suddenly bursting open a piece of shattered light, which became bigger and bigger in his eyes.

For an instant, this fist seemed to be comparable to the world in Feng Gang's eyes.

In front of this fist, he is as small as an ant, like dust, and when the opponent falls, he will be crushed into dust.

"Feng Gang!"

At the critical moment, He Yonghuan roared, causing Feng Gang's body to tremble, and suddenly he recovered.

The fist was close at hand, and the broken sword light passed from the front of the eyes and from the side of the ear. One of them cut Feng Gang's cheek and pulled out a blood line.

At this moment, the naked eye can see that the air surging wildly in front of my eyes, like boiling water, will explode in the next moment.

At this time, Feng Gang also used his speed to the extreme.

The spiritual energy in the body circulates rapidly, and the palm is lifted towards Chu Yan.

A ring on the ring finger of his right hand, at this moment, shot out a pale golden light, turning into a heavy shield projection, blocking him.

And He Yonghuan was also at this moment, stepping forward, and his flexible posture made him swiftly like electricity. In an instant, he went behind Feng Gang, grabbed the opponent's collar, and quickly pulled it back. At the same time, Yijian stabbed Chu Yan.

The whole process, electric light flint.

The next moment, Chu Yan's fist was deeply imprinted on the projection of the shield.

The passing of time, at this moment, seemed to pause.

Then, with a bang, the pale golden shield was torn apart, and the whole blast exploded, shining randomly, imprinted on the surrounding ice and snow, and suddenly the light flashed randomly, strangely, like a kaleidoscope.

The shock of aura suddenly blasted Feng Gang out of He Yonghuan's hands.

He spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, suddenly like a gourd, rolling until Tang Zhiran's feet did not stop.

And He Yonghuan faced the billowing air waves, with a long sword in his hand, like a cracked silk, tearing up the airflow and piercing Chu Yan's throat.

"Heaven and Earth Extinguish God Sword!"

There was a hint of joy in his eyes.

Because at this time, he found that the other party was not fortified at all.

But in the next moment, He Yonghuan reacted.

It's not that the opponent is not fortified, but that he doesn't bother to fortify.