Overriding the Heaven Chapter 1132: Do it yourself

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The first thousand one hundred and thirty-two chapters, you do it yourself

"I..."

He Yonghuan couldn't think of how he would end up like this.

At this moment, he opened his mouth, and a fountain of blood gushed out immediately.

The blood blocked his throat, making him unable to say the second half of the sentence he wanted to say.

His body at this moment is like a puppet doll that has been crushed by hundreds of carriages. It looks fragmented, and if it shakes it slightly, it will fall apart completely.

Looking up at the sky, watching the faint light gradually disappearing, He Yonghuan's only consciousness at the moment, there is no way to figure out what it is.

The water cover!

After absorbing the water spirit, the strength of the water hood has been improved.

Not only can it help Chu Yan defend, it can also trap the enemy in it.

Although the water cover is not unbreakable, He Yonghuan is definitely among the group of people who can no longer break it.

Chu Yan turned his head and looked at Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang not far away.

The anger of the two of them towards He Yonghuan at this moment has far exceeded their fear of Chu Yan.

"He Yonghuan!"

"You did this!"

When the thought of this person actually wanted to use himself as a shield, Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang's teeth were suddenly crushed.

Looking at the two gnashing teeth at this moment, Chu Yan showed a thoughtful look.

He didn't understand Ziwei door at all.

But now, there seems to be an opportunity.

And this opportunity was created by He Yonghuan, who is loyal to Ziwei Gate.

After a moment of hesitation, Chu Yan made a decision.

"Do you want to live?" Chu Yan looked towards Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang.

The two were taken aback for a moment, but they didn't expect Chu Yan to ask such a question.

But the next moment, the two nodded almost without hesitation: "Yes!"

In this world, there may be something more precious than your own life.

But this kind of thing definitely does not include the unclear death here.

"Okay, then kill him." Chu Yan pointed to He Yonghuan who was lying on the ground, moving his body with difficulty.

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang's eyes suddenly showed hesitation.

They are not idiots. By this time, they have already guessed the purpose of each other.

Killing a companion who is both Tianya Sect and Ziwei Sect at the same time is tantamount to surrendering a certificate.

This is the price one must pay in exchange for the right to survive.

Just a moment's hesitation, Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang made a decision together.

"He Yonghuan, don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are unkind." Tang Zhiran grabbed a silver needle, stood up with difficulty, swayed, and walked towards He Yonghuan.

"This is your fault!" Feng Gang spit out a mouthful of blood, holding a sharp sword, and walking towards He Yonghuan.

At this time, Chu Yan took out a listening wind stone and began to record this scene.

Having this in hand means holding the handle of these two people.

There is a handle, so kneading these two people will naturally be easier.

Chu Yan didn't hide his move in the slightest.

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang looked at them, and naturally they did not stop them.

Both parties know that this is a transaction.

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang knew better that they had no choice at all.

"You... dare..." He Yonghuan panicked at the moment.

Although he was seriously injured, the life of the monk in the Earth Element Realm is still very strong.

What's more, being able to be selected into the Ziwei Gate also shows that He Yonghuan is an absolute leader in the same rank.

At this moment, the situation is critical, and his last trace of potential has also been stimulated.

But even if he was inspired, he did what he could do to resist, which was to get up from the ground.

As for the counterattack, stop kidding.

Even if it could, Chu Yan was staring not far away.

"He Yonghuan, this is what you asked for!" Feng Gang pierced He Yonghuan's chest with a sword.

With a snort, the hot blood arrow shot out, splashing Feng Gang's face.

He Yonghuan trembled suddenly, opening his mouth to say something.

But the blood pouring from his throat and nostrils made him only whine.

"He Yonghuan, you deserve your sin!" Tang Zhiran yelled angrily. With a wave of his arm, the silver needle in his hand suddenly pierced He Yonghuan's neck.

Although the silver needle is thin, it seems to have opened a gap on a dam filled with water.

Suddenly, blood spurted out as if it didn't need money.

The ground covered with crushed ice suddenly heard a rushing sound, forming a stream of blood.

"Die!" Feng Gang glared, drew his long sword, and swept across.

Huh!

He Yonghuan's expression of unwillingness and fear instantly solidified on his face.

His head rose to the sky, then fell to the ground, and then rolled to Chu Yan's feet before stopping.

After killing He Yonghuan, Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang looked at each other's fallen corpse, and there was an extremely complex emotion in their hearts.

Before this, they were disciples of the Tianya Sect, and even the pride of heaven under the seat of Emperor Taiqing of Ziwei Gate.

But all of this has changed from now on.

Beheading the same sect is a felony in Tianya Sect, and it is even more unforgivable in Ziwei Sect.

They have no turning back now.

The two looked at each other, and after throwing away the sword and silver needle in their hands, they walked to Chu Yan's front and knelt down together.

This kneeling represents their submission.

Although at this moment, there is still unwillingness and resentment in my heart.

But they dare not show the slightest.

Even they themselves have a hunch that this emotion will never be expressed again in the future.

Putting away the listening wind stone, Chu Yan was condescending, looking at the two of them.

After a while, he said lightly: "Although you killed He Yonghuan, but I am not very at ease with you."

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang trembled.

Especially Tang Zhiran, she suddenly raised her head and stared at Chu Yan, her lips twitching, obviously she wanted to say something.

But the next moment, she dropped her head again, dejectedly.

At this time, the more you talk, the faster you can die.

But after a while, Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang felt something was wrong.

An unprecedented horror atmosphere enveloped the scene.

This feeling is full of ancient, desolate, and wild, making their souls start to tremble.

Tang Zhiran and Feng Gang looked up at Chu Yan in horror.

They can clearly feel that the source of this breath is the person in front of them.

At the same time, they were even more horrified to find that Chu Yan looked down at their eyes, but there were no whites of his eyes!

In the pupils, there is an invisible blackness!

This darkness seems to be able to shred all human life.

Feng Gang screamed, his face pale, and he fell to the ground, using his hands and feet together, and moved back.

At this moment, Tang Zhiran saw that Chu Yan in front of him raised his hand and volleyed towards Feng Gang.

A series of black threads, densely packed, like tentacles, shot from Chu Yan's arms, wrapped around Feng Gang's neck, waist and limbs, and lifted him up in the air.

Restricted the black line of Feng Gang's neck and tightened it suddenly, causing Feng Gang's mouth to open.

Then, Tang Zhiran showed horror and covered her mouth with her palm.