Overriding the Heaven Chapter 879: The Return of the Tiger (Part 2)
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Chapter 879 The Return of the Tiger (Part 2)
"Broken sword."
At this time, Chu Yan's indifferent evaluation came from the boss' ears.
But the sword pierced me now—the boss wanted to say that.
But now he opened his mouth, and suddenly a big mouthful of blood poured out, making him unable to make a sound.
The next moment, Chu Yan pulled out the sword.
The whole process, because of the speed too fast, in the eyes of the other monks, the scene at this moment is not Chu Yan grabbing the sword, inserting it in his throat, and then pulling it out.
It's like Chu Yan pulled a sword from their boss's neck out of thin air.
The blood shot out like an out of control spring water.
The boss stepped back a few steps, covered his neck with one hand, and pointed at Chu Yan with the other, his eyes widened.
Blood seeped crazily from his fingers.
For a while, he was dyed into a blood man.
"Use a broken sword to break people."
Amidst the expressions of surprise or fear among the other four monks, Chu Yan gave a handful of them.
Crack, click.
This sharp sword was suddenly crushed into pieces, and it splashed all over the floor with a crash.
"Go!"
Soon, one of them recovered and let out a scream like a pig.
At this time, as long as you are not a fool, you can see that you can't run away if you don't run.
The boss with the strongest realm among them, in front of each other, is not even as good as a chicken.
The boss is like that, even if they still have four people, they are probably the feathers on the four chicken wings in the eyes of each other.
"Go? Who let you go." Chu Yan took one step.
With a scream, in the void, an afterimage of Chu Yan was pulled out.
In an instant, he came to the two monks.
The two cultivators had not even had time to turn around at this moment.
Chu Yan raised his hand, grabbed the heads of the two of them, and made a light touch, touching the middle.
Boom!
The two heads suddenly exploded into pieces like two juicy watermelons.
Red and white, smashed meat and bones, splattered and spilled.
The other two monks were almost frightened when they saw this scene.
One of them turned around to run, and the other, with a soft knee, knelt on the ground with a thud.
Chu Yan waved his hand and looked at the monk who wanted to run.
There was a sneer in his mouth.
The tiger who wants to kill me, but also wants to take the opportunity to intercept and kill me, if you just let you go, how can I get the idea?
"Thousands of miles of leisure!"
There was a bang in the air.
The monk who fell on his knees only felt a flower in front of him.
In a trance, he felt as if he saw a cloud of phantom rushing towards him.
Because of the speed and power, the phantom seems to stretch the void.
The air around the phantom is like boiling water, tumbling, making a rattling sound.
"This is—"
His realization came to an abrupt end.
Boom!
The rushing Chu Yan seemed to be a cannonball out of its chamber, and suddenly knocked the monk who was kneeling on the ground to pieces.
The blood is mixed with minced meat and skeleton, and the whole tent is exploded, like thick plasma, scattered all over the ground.
The sound coming from behind made the monk who turned to escape almost frightened.
I thought that after waiting for a few days, I finally waited for a big fat pig. Who knew this fat pig turned out to be an ancient beast.
How can this make people live!
Why is this **** so indifferent!
There was a cry of grief and anger in his heart, and suddenly, the monk felt something wrong.
My body seems to be lighter.
Well, not only that, but the chest is still cold.
He lowered his head and saw his shadow on the ground.
The light is coming from behind.
On the ground, a light spot appeared in the center of his shadow chest.
"This..."
As if realizing something, he opened his mouth, only to find that his mouth was full of sweet, sticky, hot liquid pouring from his mouth.
Shivering, plucking up courage, looked towards his chest.
For an instant, his eyes went dark.
I don't know when there was a pierced wound on my chest.
The legs that were still running forward seemed to have completely lost their strength at this moment and fell to the ground with a bang.
But after all, he is a cultivator in the Ning Vessel Realm, and his chest is pierced by such an injury, and he will not die now.
It's just a pity--
"The last thing I see is that someone suffers in front of me."
His Royal Highness Chu came over, stamped his foot, banged, and smashed the monk's head.
"As long as he dies, there will be no pain."
After speaking, Chu Yan found the storage bag that the monk had hidden on his body, picked up the storage bags of the other monks, and returned to Lin Miaoran.
At this moment, handsome crouched in front of Lin Miaoran very well, facing Chu Yan.
At this moment, it looks like a cute little white dog. If the tail can be wagged, it will look even more like it.
In his slightly opened mouth, saliva gushes out like a river bursting its bank.
It looks—a bit disgusting.
Chu Yan thought for a while and said: "Don't chirp."
"It must be!" Handsome rushed out immediately, "I have always swallowed, never chirp!"
The next moment, there was a heavy bang, and Chu Yan felt the ground under his feet tremble.
Turning around, he saw a big white pig that was more than ten feet long, holding the corpse of one of the monks in his mouth, raising his neck and swallowing the other person into his stomach.
Squinted eyes revealed an expression of incomparably contentment.
Turning his head to look at Lin Miaoran, Chu Yan asked uncertainly: "Is handsome a little bigger?"
"Maybe." Lin Miaoran observed carefully for a moment, "It and Tangtang are both monsters, and they should grow larger as they grow. But when it grows to a certain level, it shouldn’t change. After a person has grown up, his body shape will not change anymore."
"Yeah." Chu Yan nodded, crouched down, and waved to Xiao Tangtang not far away.
Xiaotangtang suddenly jumped and ran over, got the huge tiger head into Chu Yan's arms and arched it affectionately.
Chu Yan stroked Tangtang's head and looked at the bell tied around his neck.
The bell was obtained from the corpse of a monk from the Earth Realm Realm in Chu Yan a long time ago.
The bell is full of the size of a fist, yellow-orange-orange, and it shakes slightly, and it suddenly makes a crisp sound, which makes people feel very cute.
At that time, Chu Yan decided to give it to Xiaotangtang.
But now, it seems that this magical weapon is also easy to cause trouble for Xiaotangtang.
Chu Yan hesitated, whether to pick it off for the other party first.
The little tiger didn't know what Chu Yan was thinking at the moment. After arching in his arms for a while, he stretched out his big pink tongue and kept licking Chu Yan.
Thinking about it, Chu Yan couldn't help laughing.
"Just put it on, take it off and it won't look good.
And I promised to protect you at the time, so naturally I won’t let people bully you.
If I'm afraid of this, I can't afford the title of Chu Yan, a fierce tiger. "
When Chu Yan was talking to himself, Xiao Tangtang curiously grabbed the storage bag in his hand.
With a flick of his head, the storage bag opened, and the contents suddenly scattered to the ground.