Overriding the Heaven Chapter 241: Sorry, I want to win this game (Part 2)

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Chapter 241 Sorry, I want to win this game (Part 2)

"Refining knowledge!" Su Jianyuan exclaimed.

At this moment, everyone else has expressions of wonder, envy, disbelief and so on.

Conscientious cultivation is a state of monks' cultivation, which only appears after they are extremely squeezed.

It's like a person, let yourself be exhausted, exhausted, at this time, let him eat everything, then it will absorb all of it, and there is no waste at all.

So cultivating consciousness is the best state for a monk to cultivate.

In this state, taking the medicine pill to absorb the aura, the efficiency can be at least twice as high as usual, or even twice!

However, in this state, not only the squeeze itself can do it, but also more opportunities.

Otherwise, everyone can enter this state by squeezing themselves, and that day will not go everywhere, there are many strong people like dogs.

Everyone present, apart from Li Xiu, no one has entered this state.

Even Li Xiu himself, it was only a coincidence that he accidentally entered the state of refining consciousness.

Since then, no matter how hard he puts in, he has not been able to reach the threshold.

Because of the difficulty of entering the training of consciousness, everyone at this time will be envious and amazed at Chu Yan's ability to enter this state in battle.

On the ring, Chu Yan stepped forward step by step at this moment, and only less than five feet away from Jiang Panmeng.

"Junior Brother, what are you doing?" Jiang Panmeng felt a little unbearable looking at Chu Yan, who was covered in blood.

She had a very good first impression of this comet-like and polite junior, so she was unwilling to inflict heavy damage on the other side at the moment.

But she can't stop at this time, otherwise, she will lose.

Seeing Chu Yan's blood rushing through his body, but still moving forward, Jiang Panmeng took a deep breath, and a touch of firmness flashed in his eyes: "In this case, I'm sorry, Junior Brother."

When the voice fell, she stimulated the blood in the body.

In an instant, the sound of Fengming was heard in the circling airflow.

The sacred, magnificent, and ancient aura spread, and suddenly, it made people feel the urge to kneel on the ground and worship.

"It's over." Li Xiu said lightly.

The others have no objection.

When they saw this scene, they all knew that Jiang Panmeng would no longer keep his hands. With Chu Yan's current state, it was impossible to withstand the opponent's attack.

"Phoenix Flame Storm! Blazing Flame!"

The long sword angered Chu Yan.

The aura in her body poured out at this moment.

It was as if the ancient giant beast flapped its wings. Suddenly, a violent wind raged and thunder surged, and the momentum was shocking.

Chu Yan, who had been struggling before, suddenly flashed a bright light in his eyes at this moment.

"Seven Stars Random Step! Seventh Star!"

The phantom flashed, and Chu Yan turned straight towards the Phoenix Sword in Jiang Panmeng's hand.

The airflow swept over him, he didn't dodge at all, relying on his condensed body to resist!

"Shadow Bahuang Fist!"

"Tigers stay for eleven consecutive kicks!"

Lost the flame spear and the long knife, Chu Yan used his physical body and martial skills to explode the engulfing cyclone and wind up a rain of blood.

Three feet!

Two feet!

One foot!

Chu Yan rushed to Jiang Panmeng.

At this moment, his whole body is bathed in blood, and his whole body erupts with a high temperature like magma, the aura of the coming of gods and demons, causing people to face him with a blank brain and a sinking heart.

"Could he be--" Jiang Panmeng suddenly realized something in Chu Yan's forward-looking gaze.

She wanted to withdraw the sword, but at this time, it was too late.

"The angry dragon is strangling!"

Chu Yan shouted, using the strongest martial arts.

The palm is like a dragon's claw, and the goal is not Jiang Panmeng, but the Phoenix sword in Jiang Panmeng's hand.

Jiang Panmeng's heart trembles.

The audience, Li Xiu and others, also held their breath at this moment, and their pupils shrank sharply.

The palm of flesh and blood, grabbing the blade of the Phoenix sword, like a steel cable, tightly entangled, and immediately, Chu Yan's palm blood surged.

Jiang Panmeng was shocked and wanted to draw a sword, but she was able to contend with the terrifying force of the angry dragon's strangulation.

At this moment, although Jiang Panmeng is holding the Phoenix Sword, she can't control the castration of the Phoenix Sword at all.

The hot air just surging around also stagnated.

The next moment, Jiang Panmeng was surprised to see that Chu Yan actually held the Phoenix sword and pierced it toward his chest.

Everyone was stunned by his actions.

Li Xiu and others even stood up, their eyes widened.

"It's crazy--this guy is crazy--" Su Jianyuan murmured.

Feng Xin held the knuckles of the ancient sword, at this moment, they all pinched white.

Huh!

The Phoenix sword pierced Chu Yan's chest, and blood spurted from his mouth, as if he didn't need money.

But at this moment, the air currents, coercion, and primordial aura all around disappeared all of a sudden. More precisely, he was back pressured!

In the process, Jiang Panmeng couldn't help taking a step forward, holding the Phoenix Sword at this moment, looking at Chu Yan with disbelief.

She didn't expect Chu Yan to be so crazy.

"Sister, I caught your flaws." Chu Yan opened his mouth and smiled, blood flowing down his chin.

Jiang Panmeng was stunned. Looking at Chu Yan, whose blood was constantly pouring out of his mouth, his voice trembled, and tears appeared in his eyes: "You did this... worth it..."

A sword pierced the chest, this is a fatal injury!

"Senior Sister, your strength is much higher than mine, and your body skills are also extremely delicate. Without this method, I can't find that opportunity at all." Chu Yan smiled, and at the moment the hand holding the Phoenix sword was bleeding, covering From the fingers of his chest, blood kept pouring out, and blood was spurting from his mouth, as if he was about to die.

The deacons and elite disciples in the audience are now hesitating whether to terminate this game.

"But you can't do much now." Jiang Panmeng took a deep breath and sniffed.

She had clear eyes and looked at Chu Yan: "Although you stopped my blazing slash, it is impossible for you to beat me in your current state. The martial arts you master cannot threaten me at all. With one hand, I can knock you off the ring."

Chu Yan smiled and looked at Jiang Panmeng.

At this moment, Jiang Panmeng clearly saw his reflection in Chu Yan’s eyes,

Don't know why, Jiang Panmeng suddenly felt flustered.

At this time, Jiang Panmeng's ears heard a sound like a dream.

"Sister, you asked me if it's worth it, of course it's worth it, because as long as I can fight, I will never admit defeat."

"I set foot on the road of immortality, and what I want is to be brave and diligent, and walk on blood."

"Sister, I'm sorry, I want to win this game."

Three sentences, shaking Jiang Panmeng's mind.

The last sentence is particularly firm.

For a moment, she felt her heart squeezed hard by an invisible big hand, and her chest was so tight that she could barely breathe.

Suddenly, Jiang Panmeng realized something and hurriedly raised his head to see Chu Yan showing a smile. He raised his right hand to himself, his palm was dripping with blood, his index finger stretched out and pointed at himself.

"Small pointless star finger." Chu Yan laughed.

A horrible **** energy at the fingertips, like a huge wave bursting out, pounced on Jiang Panmeng's chest and knocked her out.