Overriding the Heaven Chapter 240: Sorry, I want to win this game (Part 1)

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Chapter 240 I'm sorry, I want to win this game (Part 1)

The billowing air waves, like a blade, like a cluster of arrows, shaving Chuyan's cheeks as painful as they were torn.

"Spells!"

Chu Yan's heart shuddered.

The magic skills Jiang Panmeng displayed were more powerful than he thought.

This thing is the power of destruction!

Jiang Panmeng's body swayed slightly at this moment, and it was obvious that the spells used to inspire her own flame phoenix body were also extremely costly to her.

Faced with Chu Yan, she slashed once again.

This time, three hurricanes, like ten-story tall buildings, collapsed suddenly and smashed down toward Chu Yan.

The entire arena, except where Jiang Panmeng himself is standing, is shrouded in other areas.

Apparently Jiang Panmeng didn't intend to give Chu Yan any chance to escape unless he rushed out of the ring.

But in that case, Chu Yan would lose.

"I won't retreat." Chu Yan took a deep breath, shouted, and backhand drew out the long knife of the seventh rank sharp weapon, facing the hurricane that was rolling in, severely chopped it out.

"Although the proper retreat in the face of a strong enemy is to conserve strength for future performance, in Chu Yan's mind, if there is a fight, I will never retreat!"

For an instant, Chu Yan's blood gushed out all over his body, and the air around his body was like golden snakes dancing, and the whole person was like a **** or a devil for a while.

Everyone around him was frightened by his aura, and they shuddered, and even the souls were subconsciously forced to retreat.

"Lotus leaf Shuangmu cut!"

The knives are full of anger, like bolts of lightning, and violently colliding with the hurricane, a series of dazzling sparks erupted.

Chu Yan took a step forward, the blade curled, his arm torn, and the blood line shot.

He has no expression on his face, and the brilliance in his eyes keeps condensing, allowing the blood to gush, taking another step.

Boom!

The first hurricane was cut in half by him.

Jiang Panmeng's eyes condensed, holding the Phoenix Sword back, and stabbing to the ground.

In an instant, the surrounding turbulent clouds and billowing currents converged into a huge storm, like the giant palms of the gods that suppressed hell, and shot them at Chu Yan fiercely.

The entire ring, with a bang at this moment, collapsed three inches toward the ground.

The surrounding ground was even more rumbling, slightly ups and downs, shocked the disciples back and forth again and again, and all of them showed panic on their faces.

Su Jianyuan’s face also showed an extremely shocked look at this moment, and murmured: “I didn’t expect Junior Sister Jiang’s Fengyan Storm to improve again. If it’s above the ring, I’m afraid my chances of winning will be less than 20%. ..."

Li Xiu was silent at this moment, obviously in his heart also secretly measuring, if he is now, can he take the other party's trick like before.

The blade of the long knife burst into a group of dazzling sparks, flew out of Chu Yan's hand, and with a click, it stuck on the edge of the ring.

Chu Yan's blood was flowing from the mouth of a tiger, two arms, densely packed with blood, shooting out in arcs.

Under his feet, there are shocking blood arrows everywhere at this moment.

Jiang Panmeng's sword condenses the storm, like an ancient giant beast, stepping on him, trying to suppress him severely.

Not only that, the storm is as sharp as a knife, and even steel bars can be torn apart.

The storm sweeping at this moment, ruthlessly, tore open wounds on Chu Yan's body.

But Chu Yan can't retreat, and once he retreats, he will lose!

He doesn't want to lose.

Blood blurred his eyes, Chu Yan raised his head and looked at Jiang Panmeng in the distance, gritting his teeth and taking a step forward.

Crack!

The stone slab of the ring was crushed, and in an instant, Chu Yan felt the pressure on his body heavier.

He shoots bleeding arrows on his shoulder at the moment.

"Brother, give up." Jiang Panmeng couldn't stand it anymore and said in a loud voice.

Chu Yan glanced at her, gritted his teeth and shook his head, then took a step forward.

Huh!

The bitter storm suddenly tore his gown to pieces.

In an instant, as if countless daggers were splitting on him, Chu Yan shot countless blood arrows from his upper body in anger.

In this scene, the eyes of the disciples all around were staring straight.

The gown worn by the apprentice disciples of the Broken Star Building is not a treasure, but there is absolutely no problem with resisting the second-grade weapon.

But at this moment, the gown is like thin paper, which is easily torn apart.

The surrounding disciples suddenly felt chills in their hearts. Seeing Chu Yan's **** appearance, it was almost heartbroken.

It's just that they don't understand why Chu Yan still doesn't admit defeat, so he must go hard.

His current results, current performance, are already good enough and eye-catching enough, what else is not satisfied?

"If you don’t admit defeat, it’s impossible for Junior Sister Jiang to withdraw your sword. If you continue like this, there will only be two results. One is that he is dying and the deacon saves him. That way, he is sentenced to lose, and the other is that he is directly Junior sister Jiang is killed. If this is the case, he still loses. Whatever is the case, what is he still insisting on now?" Su Jianyuan couldn't understand, "With his performance this time, he will definitely become a challenge next time. The top ten favorites, why must they stick to this one time?"

"Because he wants to win." Looking at Chu Yan, Li Xiu, who has always been silent, has obviously more words today than before. His eyes flashed with excitement that was not there in the past.

"Want to win?" Su Jianyuan was taken aback.

Not only him, Feng Xin turned his head and looked over, and couldn't help but say: "Brother Li, you mean, Chu Yan thinks he can win?"

"Look at the wound on his body." While Li Xiu spoke, his eyes focused on Chu Yan's body, and his eyes flashed with surprise, doubt, excitement, and incomprehension.

Su Jianyuan, Feng Xin and others looked at them in accordance with their words. After a while, they shouted out in surprise almost at the same time: "His wounds are healing!"

When they said this, they looked at each other and saw incredible expressions in each other's eyes!

Although the monk is at a high level, or when there is a miracle, it can speed up the healing of wounds, but Chu Yan is only now at the first level of condensing veins. Under such an attack at this moment, how can the wound heal so fast?

Although it will not heal in an instant, the bleeding wounds can stop the bleeding in a moment.

So even though Chu Yan looked blood all over at this moment, it was extremely scary, but the injuries he suffered were actually much lighter than they thought.

"What's going on?" Everyone couldn't understand.

Naturally, they don’t know that Chu Yan has an immortal body!

In order to enhance the ability of the immortal demon, Chu Yan had suffered as much pain as a thousand swords in the cage of time and space.

If it is an ordinary monk, let alone persisting until now, I am afraid that Jiang Panmeng would have already lost when the first sword fell.

"Not only is the healing speed of the injury amazing, you can feel his state again." When everyone was surprised, Li Xiu said again.

Su Jianyuan, Feng Xin and others hurriedly stared.

They found that even though Chu Yan's eyes were looking in Jiang Panmeng's direction, there was no light in their eyes, as if a person passed out into a coma, but his eyes were open.

But on the contrary, the blood on his body is getting stronger and stronger, rolling more and more violently, step by step, extremely firm, and he is about to walk in front of Jiang Panmeng!