Overriding the Heaven Chapter 474: Chu Qiangdong, you are going to die
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Chapter 474 Chu Qiangdong, you are going to die
"What a coincidence?" Chu Yan looked at each other, his lips curled up, "Me too."
Huh----
Wang Ningshan's pupils shrank to a point in an instant, and the whole person was stunned, like a statue.
He finally understood where he was defeated.
He underestimated Chu Yan!
Wang Ningshan always thought that Chu Yan not only survived a catastrophe, but also became a monk because of some coincidence.
But he never thought that Chu Yan turned out to be a monk who had entered the sect!
At this time, Wang Ningshan's brain was crackling, as if lightning were exploding, and many fragmentary memories were spliced and formed in his mind at this moment.
Before this, there was actually a lot of information worthy of his attention.
For example, if Chu Yan appeared openly, it must have been relied on; for example, he had heard in the past that the former prince of this county was just a "waste man" in the real martial realm, but he was standing at this moment. What he saw in front of him was a monk with the first level of condensed veins, from the real martial level to the first level of condensed veins, only two years have passed!
The information was actually in front of his eyes from the beginning, but he didn't take it into his heart at all.
"I, I--" Wang Ningshan's lips moved.
His chest was pierced before, and he had never felt so scared. In a flash, his face was as white as a piece of paper.
At this time, Wang Ningshan heard the unanimous shouts of the disciples of Wan Haimen coming from behind: "Help the deacon king!"
"Kill that loose repair!"
"Go together!"
"Let him see the power of our Wanhaimen!"
……
"Idiot!" Wang Ningshan wanted to scold him at the moment.
The opponent is a sect disciple, and I can't even stop me with a single shot. Even if you are a group of young apprentice disciples, even if you rush up together, it won't be enough to stuff each other's teeth. Run!
Wang Ningshan wanted to remind this group of apprentices.
But it's a pity that Chu Yan saw his purpose at a glance.
Without waiting for Wang Ningshan to speak, Chu Yan stretched out his hand, grabbed the opponent's forehead with five fingers, and twitched suddenly.
Shit!
A human head was taken off alive by him.
Wang Ningshan will never look down.
His headless cavity, standing there for a while, a stream of blood poured out, and he fell to the ground.
The death of Deacon Wang completely plunged these Wanhaimen disciples into anger and lost their reason.
"Don't let him go!"
"Kill him to avenge Deacon Wang!"
In an instant, more than a dozen figures attacked Chu Yan.
"You are too weak. It disappoints me a bit." Chu Yan shook his head, looked at the group of Wanhaimen disciples, and slowly raised his right hand.
Seeing this scene, disciple Wan Haimen showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"This guy doesn't even need weapons!"
"I just saw that his spear is at least a nine-rank weapon, so he can defeat Deacon Wang!"
"Now that he has no weapons, he is like a tiger without teeth and claws. We have the advantage in numbers, and he is dead!"
Just as these Wanhaimen disciples' wishful thinking was cracking, they saw Chu Yan stretch out a finger to point at them, and slowly said: "Golden blood finger."
In an instant, the blood-red color covered these Wanhaimen disciples.
The burst of light that burst out was like a fierce sword aura, and in an instant, all these twenty-odd Wanhaimen disciples were shot into a sieve.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of corpses fell from the air, like flies.
Boom, boom, boom!
Each corpse fell on the ground, splashing large swaths of blood.
The body of a monk is stronger than that of a mortal, and the same is true of his blood.
The blood pouring out of each of them is far more than that of a mortal.
At this moment, more than two dozen disciples of Wanhaimen have blood pouring out of the battered wounds on their bodies.
In a silent scene, for a while, you can clearly hear the rushing sound, as if a river is flowing.
Everyone at the scene was completely dull.
Chu Yan can defeat so many guards and is acceptable.
After all, in the past, he was the undefeated myth of Nan Yuan Junguo.
But he was killed now, but the monk of Wanhaimen, that is an immortal!
It's all about killing one, and now it's even killing a group of them with one shot. It's almost as easy to pinch the ants to death!
Everyone was completely dumbfounded, each with his eyes wide open, his mouth wide enough to squeeze in four or five eggs.
Chu Qiangdong's chest rises and falls violently.
At this time, he saw Chu Yan looking at him.
The two changed their sights.
Suddenly, Chu Qiangdong felt as if it was nine cold winters. He was stripped of his clothes and thrown into the white wilderness of Feixue. From his bone marrow, his whole body oozes uncontrollable ice cold.
He really came to kill himself!
And his ridiculous improvement is no match for this guy at all!
Chu Qiangdong had hardly any thoughts, and turned around to run.
He doesn't care about the dignity of the so-called prince.
At this time, don’t hesitate to run!
Seeing Chu Qiangdong turning around in a hurry, Chu Yan smiled.
The next moment, his face sank, he grabbed the soul-locking gun and threw it out.
"Chu Qiangdong, you are dying!"
Huh!
The soul-locking gun was like a black bolt of lightning, which pierced Chu Qiangdong's shoulder and nailed him to the ground.
At this moment, Chu Qiangdong felt that his back was trampled on by a giant southern barbarian elephant, and his whole body was heavily hit on the ground with inertia.
With a bang, the ground cracked, and Chu Qiangdong was smashed into the ground with half of his body.
The smell of blood filled his mouth and nose instantly.
Fear, helplessness, and panic, these emotions immediately filled his heart.
Seeing that the county kings were all nailed to the ground, and no one in the square called out, everyone slammed into a spirit, and when they recovered, they turned around and started to run.
At this time, Chu Yan made a sound, resembling a sky thunder, with a crash.
"Whoever dares to run, I will kill whoever!"
The monk's aura, in a flash, stirs the situation and changes.
Some people didn't believe it, and they were still rushing to the outside of the imperial city. At this moment, there was a loud noise, and the gate of the imperial city instantly rose into the sky.
The group of people rushing to the front was too late to scream, and in a flash, they were burned to ashes.
The people who rushed behind and survived were filled with fear and trepidation at this moment. The flames in front of them seemed like a moat, blocking their way.
Looking at the fierce flames, Uslanma looked at Chu Yan: "So you are really prepared from the beginning."
On the square, weeping and crying sounded at this moment.
But Chu Yan didn't care about it.
He continued to use his previous steps and walked towards Chu Qiangdong.
Chu Qiangdong struggled, trying to pull the soul-locking gun from his shoulder.
But Chu Yan's power, the power of the half-step spirit weapon, how can he easily break free.
A few twists have no effect except to make the wound more painful.
Chu Qiangdong turned his back to Chu Yan at this time, and couldn't see how far the opponent was from him, but the opponent's footsteps could be clearly transmitted to his ears at this time, like a death knell.