Ling tripod

"Hmph, it's just a sneak attack, otherwise how could he be our senior brother's opponent!"

"Does the senior brother of Feilong Peak only know this kind of despicable method?"

"Rubbish!"

…

The disciples of Yun Yufeng and Fuhu Peak were constantly discussing.

"Chu Yan, go to hell!"

At this moment, a loud hissing roar came out, and Lin Feng's scarlet red and green flying swords were dazzling as they stabbed towards Chu Yan.

The right side of Lin Feng's face was swollen, blood was still hanging from the corner of his mouth, but there was a ferocious smile on his face. He could naturally tell that Chu Yan was only at the eighth level of Qi training. Although he defeated Qi Diao Mu, it was inevitable that he would not be able to use it. No matter what despicable means, he will never be his opponent.

Chu Yan looked at the green flying sword flying towards him at high speed without any trace of panic. Instead, he stretched out a palm in front of everyone's surprised eyes, with the palm facing forward.

"Boss, what are you..."

Li Tianzhao was also frightened by Chu Yan's astonishing move. Could it be that the boss wanted to resist the flying sword with his palm.

"You bitch, you asked for this, die!"

Seeing that Chu Yan just stretched out his palm to resist, Lin Feng was even more happy. The power of the best magic weapon could not be resisted by the physical body. Lin Feng used all his strength to drive the flying sword to prepare for a certain victory.

The green flying sword glowed brightly and collided with Chu Yan's palm. The next moment, everyone's eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost:

"Bang!"

The flying sword was actually blocked by Chu Yan's fleshy palm, and could not enter at all.

Of course, everyone didn't know that when the flying sword was about to hit Chu Yan's palm, Chu Yan used the Tiger Demon White Bone Hand, and the entire palm was completely covered by white bones.

However, under the dazzling light of the flying sword, no one noticed the strangeness in Chu Yan's palm.

"Is this all you can do?"

Chu Yan smiled faintly and firmly grasped the tip of the green flying sword with his right hand.

"How...how is it possible..."

Lin Feng was completely stunned. He never imagined that his invincible flying sword would be blocked by a flesh palm, and that person was only at the eighth level of the Qi training stage.

"flash!"

Chu Yan whispered, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the place, and appeared in front of Lin Feng the next moment.

It is the Nine Flashes of the True Spirit taught by the old beggar. Now Chu Yan has mastered the first flash. When he uses it, he can leave an afterimage in the air, which can reach him within ten meters in an instant.

"The flying sword is good, but it's with the wrong master!"

Chu Yan's cold words rang in Lin Feng's ears.

"puff!"

Chu Yan held the trembling flying sword tightly in his hand and tried to break free. The next moment, the tip of the sword penetrated directly into Lin Feng's chest.

Lin Feng's eyes widened, and he looked down at the blood on his chest flowing down the flying sword. Lin Feng was seriously injured, and the flying sword no longer trembled.

"puff!"

Chu Yan pulled out the flying sword and kicked it out at will. Lin Feng was kicked out directly.

"Flying Sword is good, I'll stay!"

Chu Yan bit his fingertip and a drop of blood dripped into the flying sword. The powerful spiritual thought instantly covered the flying sword. The next moment, the flying sword shook violently. Lin Feng's spiritual thought left in it instantly collapsed, and the flying sword had changed hands.

Everyone was still in a daze, Chu Yan's method was extremely powerful, impacting their vision.

"Boss, you are so fierce!"

Li Tianzhao muttered to himself with dull eyes.

"Elder brother..."

"Elder brother..."

"Elder brother..."

…

Feilongfeng's side shouted excitedly again, resisting the flying sword, grabbing the sword and defeating the enemy. However, in an instant, Chu Yan, who was also Yifeng's senior brother, was victorious.

"It's your turn!"

Chu Yan played with the flying sword in his hand and Shuangmu glanced at Shan Chengming with a cold, knife-like gaze.

At this time, Shan Chengming had already stirred up a storm in his heart. His strength was only one level higher than Lin Feng. Chu Yan defeated Lin Feng so easily, so how could he be his opponent? He originally thought he was a waste, but he didn't expect that he was really kicked. It's ironclad.

"Junior Brother Chu, today we are just competing. Now that Junior Brother Lin has been seriously injured, I think this is the end of the day!" Shan Chengming said with an embarrassed smile.

"Have you forgotten what I just said to you?"

"Junior Brother Chu, what do you mean?"

Chu Yan's disdainful tone made Shan Chengming lose face and said with a hint of anger.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You dare to come to my Feilong Peak to act wild and hurt my fellow juniors. Do you really think that I, Chu Yan, am easy to rub? Huh?"

Chu Yan shouted violently, and his spiritual thoughts immediately came out under pressure. The powerful spiritual thoughts immediately overwhelmed everyone and made them breathless.

"this…"

Shan Chengming was completely stunned. Chu Yan's strength had completely exceeded his expectations.

"Don't you want to know my strength? Open your dog eyes and watch!"

Chu Yan said coldly, and four golden flying swords flew out from the savings bag on Chu Yan's waist. In addition to the green flying sword that Chu Yan had just sacrificed, there were a total of five flying swords. At this time, they were covered with a layer of light blue. Covered by the spiritual power of color.

Five flying swords hovered above Chu Yan's head, and Chu Yan walked towards Shan Chengming step by step.

Shan Chengming's face turned extremely pale.

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