Chapter 127: Set off
"Lianshan Hammer!"
The next moment, Zhao Yang's Meteor Hammer was a masterpiece of light, and then he jumped up and smashed it with a hammer, and the hammer burst out into a burst of air.
"Dead to me!"
Zhao Yang's true energy and momentum rose to the apex at the same time, hoping that with the full strength of the outbreak, he could defeat Chu Yan with a single blow and regain his face for Huo Xuanzong.
"All directions are broken!"
The indifferent voice sounded, and then, a fist that was even more violent than the previous one was blown out. This fist shattered the void, like a raging wave, like a beast rushing, wrapped in a thunderous sound of thunder and banging towards the hammer shadow.
Huh!
A striking hammer, under this punch, there was no sense of rivalry at all, and it broke like a bubble. Then, the punch was like a wild lion, with the power of no attenuation, banged on Zhao Yang .
Boom!
Fly upside down, hit the wall, fall to the ground, vomit blood!
He was almost exactly the same as the previous Song Kun, and even the wall surface he hit was in the same place. He sprayed blood on the ground and passed out instantly.
Hiss!
The sound of gassing in the puppet crowd sounded stunned and petrified.
Defeating Song Kun with one punch can also be said to be the enemy of Song Kun, but then, another punch defeated Zhao Yang, who was at the top of the heavens, and it was all strength.
In other words, this young boy in black robes has at least the strength of the innate nature dual sky, otherwise, it is impossible to lose two people in a single stroke.
"The people of Huo Xuanzong listen, now, the fact is in front of you, all of you are all waste, garbage!"
Lu Chuyan's eyes swept towards the crowd, her eyes were as light as electricity, and she was drinking like thunder.
As soon as the chanting came to an end, more than a dozen disciples of Huo Xuanzong suddenly turned red, his eyes spit fire, looked at Chu Yan, and gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.
"Bold! Dare to insult me Xuanzong!"
"Hum! Arrogance, an outside disciple of Ling Tianzong, turned the sky"
"Go up, everyone goes together, hit him!"
"Oh ..."
"..."
I don't know who took the lead, and suddenly yelled at the noise. A dozen disciples of Huo Xuanzong jumped out, all wearing red leather armor, all disciples of Huo Xuanzong, howling and rushing to Chu Yan.
"Hum! Don't die!"
Wu Chuyan snorted heavily, his body suddenly surging, his body flickered, bringing out a residual image, palms in his hands, and a shadow of the sky.
"Too much energy!"
Woo! call! call!
Suddenly, Chu Yan unfolded, and battled with a dozen disciples of Huo Xuanzong. In a few breaths, a figure was shot by Chu Yan and flew out of the battle group.
靠 "Fuck, Huo Xuanzong is shameless, Ling Tianzong's same door, let's go together!"
In the crowd of people, Sun Jie and Su Xing looked at each other, at the same time screamed, urged Qi, jumped into the war group, and fought with Chu Yan on their shoulders.
Other Ling Tianzong disciples saw this, and all of them were enthusiastic, and Hula rushed up to the disciples of Huo Xuanzong.
For a while, in front of Huo Xuanzong Mountain, swords, swords, punches, palm prints, flying all over the sky.
In this battle, they fought for half an hour until the two elders came and drove everyone back.
Lu Chuyan, Sun Jie, and Su Xing were forced back by Elder Ling Tianzong, stood aside, and looked at each other with bruises on their faces, at the same time, then laughed.
Although in the chaos, everyone was accidentally hurt by flamboyant qi, but this feeling of blood-burning made the three laughed and even enjoyed it.
"Happy! If it weren't for the elder Zongmen, I'll do another one!"
杰 Sun Jie laughed with his panda eyes.
得 "Come on, if Chu Yan hadn't shot the people who attacked you just now, you're all lying down now ... hiss!"
Wu Suxing rubbed a barley in his forehead and pumped the air in pain.
走 "Go, go back to heal, I have a good blood dan there!"
Xun Chuyan said to Sun Jie and Su Xing with a slight smile, so the three returned to the small hospital to heal each other.
I went back to the room, Chu Yan sat cross-legged, started to practice Rakshasa qi, and began to practice Rakshasa Wuji.
After a while, the rich heaven and earth aura gathered in his room, and the flame martial spirit appeared in the air behind him, and the swallowed heaven and earth aura swayed into thousands of red stars and fell to Chu Yan's body.
Luo Luocha Wuji has just broken through. Now is the time to consolidate and stabilize.
Also, cultivation must be unremitting and always put first, otherwise, there is no strong strength. After three years, when traveling to Zhongzhou, how can I find Yueer and defeat Ye Feng.
Xie Yefeng's practice is to transform the heavens into a triple heaven. With his talents for double cultivation of Danwu, three years later, he doesn't know what kind of realm.
此时 At this time, Chu Yan had just refined the gas realm, Yae Heaven, and then there was the congenital realm, the real martial realm, and the Huatian realm.
Full of three worlds!
Work hard!
His talents are good, and to improve quickly, I must work harder and improve faster than him!
For a while, Chu Chuyan thought, his mind slowly calmed down, his consciousness went to the whole body, and slowly entered the state of cultivation.
Uh ...
In a blink of an eye, three days passed.
The sky was just bright, the morning light was thin, and the morning and evening light was clear. The morning air was thick and earthy, making people feel refreshed.
Lu Chuyan was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly exhaling a stale breath, and after opening her breath, she slowly opened her eyes.
He jumped up and stretched his lower limbs. The crackling sound of the whole body's bones made Chu Yan's spirit refreshed.
Buzz! Hum! Hum!
The jade amulets in his arms made a trembling sound, Chu Yan stunned slightly, quickly reached out his hand, and infuriated into the amulets.
"Practitioner Ling Tianzong, Shanmen Square, all gather!"
The thick voice banged in the sea of Chu Yan ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ with a supreme august tone.
"Are you going to start?"
Lu Chuyan's brow frowned slightly, her eyes flashed brightly, and she exhaled a long breath, then strode toward the door.
When Lu Chuyan, Sun Jie, and Su Xing arrived at Shanmen Square, thousands of disciples had gathered here.
Among them, there are not a few white robes with gold robes on the bottom. About one hundred are Ling Tianzong's disciples.
The three Chu Yan joined the crowd and swept over the figures of elders on the stage not far away, looking around.
Next, Zongmen disciples rushed in and out of the crowd in all directions.
In just half an hour, the number of disciples above the square has approached 3,000.
"Okay, all disciples, follow me!"
A deacon elder got up and flew down the mountain.
Suddenly, several thousand people unfolded at the same time, chasing behind the elder and heading down the mountain.
Not long after, thousands of Ling Tianzong disciples arrived thirty miles north of Mofeng City and stopped before a small hill.
小山 This hill is just a hundred feet high. There is a meadow in front of the mountain and a small lake on the side of the mountain. The scenery is very good.
However, there is a forest behind the grass. At this time, it is surrounded by colorful mist, and the entire forest is covered with colorful lights, extremely gorgeous and extremely beautiful.
Three figures, wearing dark blue robes, stood with their hands on their backs, stood in front of the misty woods, and looked at the Ling Tianzong crowd from a distance.
