Overriding the Heaven

"Refining knowledge!" Su Jianyuan exclaimed.

Others, at this moment, their faces also showed amazed, envious, incredible and so on.

Refining knowledge is a state of monk cultivation, which will only appear after the extreme squeeze on itself.

Alone, let yourself be exhausted and exhausted. At this time, let him eat something, then it will absorb all without waste.

So refining knowledge is the best state for monks to practice.

In this state, taking elixir to absorb reiki can at least double or even double the efficiency!

But this state, not only can be squeezed by itself, but also needs opportunity.

Otherwise, everyone can enter this state by squeezing themselves, and they have n’t walked around that day, and the strong are like dogs.

Everyone present, except Li Xiu, has not entered this state.

Even Li Xiu himself was only a chance coincidence before he accidentally entered the state of refining knowledge.

After that, no matter how hard he tried, he could not reach the threshold.

It is precisely because of the difficulty of entering refining knowledge, that at this time, all the people will be envious and amazed that Chu Yan can enter this state in battle.

And Yantai, Chu Yan step by step at this moment, only less than five feet away from Jiang Panmeng.

"Brother, how hard are you?" Looking at Chu Yan whose blood was all over his body, Jiang Panmeng couldn't bear it.

She had a good first impression of this comet-like and courteous classmate, so she was unwilling to hurt each other at this moment.

But at this time she couldn't stop, otherwise she would lose.

Seeing Chu Yan's whole body of blood rushing, but still moving forward, Jiang Panmeng took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed with firmness: "Since this is the case, I am sorry, brother.

As the words fell, she stimulated blood in her body.

Suddenly, the circling air currents all brought the sound of Fengming.

The sacred, magnificent, ancient breath spread, and suddenly, there was a urge to kneel on both knees and worship.

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

The others did not object.

Seeing this scene, they were very clear that Jiang Panmeng would not keep his hand anymore. With Chu Yan's current status, it is impossible to resist the attack of the other party.

"Fengyan Storm! Blazing Flames!"

Long sword angry at Chu Yan.

The aura in her body poured out at this moment.

As if the archaic beast flapped its wings, the wind suddenly rose and the mines surged, and the sound was shocking.

Chu Yan, who had been struggling hard before, at this moment, his eyes suddenly burst into a bright light.

"Seven stars chaos! Seventh star!"

With a flash of virtual shadow, Chu Yan came straight towards the Phoenix Sword of Jiang Panmeng.

The air flow rolled over him, he did not dodge at all, relying on the condensed body to resist!

"Shadow Eight Wild Fists!"

"Tiger kicks for eleven consecutive games!"

Losing the Lie Yan gun and long sword, Chu Yan was now bursting into a blood rain with his physical body and martial arts.

Mijo!

Two feet!

One foot!

Chu Yan rushed to Jiang Panmeng.

At this moment, he was bathing in blood all over his body, and the whole body erupted into a high temperature like magma, and the momentum like a demon came down, when people faced him, his brain would be blank and his heart sink.

"Is he--" Jiang Panmeng suddenly realized what Chu Yan was looking forward to.

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

"Angry Dragon Strangling!"

Chu Yan shouted, the strongest martial arts shot.

The palm of the hand is like a dragon claw, and the target is not Jiang Panmeng, but the Phoenix sword of Jiang Panmeng.

Jiang Panmeng shivered.

Li Xiu and others under the stage also held their breath at this moment, and the pupils contracted sharply.

The palm of flesh, holding the blade of the phoenix sword, like an iron cable steel chain, entangled tightly, and suddenly, the blood of Chu Yan's palm raged.

Jiang Panmeng was shocked and wanted to draw a sword, but the terrifying power of the angry dragon strangling was where she could compete.

Although Jiang Panmeng was holding the Phoenix Sword at this moment, she could not control the death of the Phoenix Sword at all.

The hot air that was just flowing around also stagnated.

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

Everyone was stunned by his actions.

Li Xiu and others even stood up, eyes wide.

"Crazy-this guy is crazy-" Su Jianyuan murmured.

Feng Xin held the knuckles of the ancient sword, and at this moment, they were all pale.

Huh!

Phoenix sword hole pierced Chu Yan's chest, and his mouth squirted with blood, as if money was not pouring out of his mouth.

But at this moment, the surrounding airflow, coercion, and ancient breath disappeared all at once, more precisely, he was backpressured!

In this process, Jiang Panmeng couldn't help but take a step forward. At this moment, holding the Phoenix Sword, he looked at Chu Yan with incredible eyes.

She did not expect that Chu Yan was so crazy.

"Sister, your flaw was caught by me." Chu Yan opened his mouth and laughed, blood flowing down his chin.

Jiang Panmeng stayed still, watching Chu Yan's blood flowing from his mouth, his voice trembling, and a bit of tears appeared in his eyes: "Why do you ... worth it ..."

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

"Sister, you are too much stronger than me, and your body is extremely subtle. Without this method, I can't find that chance at all." Chu Yan smiled. At this moment, the hand holding the Phoenix sword was bleeding, covering her chest. Fingers, blood continued to pour out, and the mouth was spurting blood, and the whole person seemed to be dying.

The deacons and elite disciples in the audience are at the moment hesitant to terminate this game.

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

Her eyes were clear and she looked at Chu Yan: "Although you stopped my blaze, you cannot win me in your current state. The martial arts you master can not threaten me at all, and I Hand, can knock you off the ring. "

Chu Yan smiled and looked at Jiang Panmeng.

At this moment, Jiang Panmeng clearly saw his reflection from the eyes of Chu Yan.

Do not know why, Jiang Panmeng suddenly felt a panic.

At this time, Jiang Panmeng's ears sounded like a nightmare.

"Sister, you ask me if it's worth it. Of course, it's worth it, because as long as I can fight, I will never give up."

"I stepped on the Immortal Road, asking for bravery and progress, walking on blood."

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

Three words, shaking Jiang Panmeng's mind.

The last sentence is particularly firm.

For a moment, she felt her heart as if pinched by an invisible large hand, her chest was almost stuffy.

Suddenly, Jiang Panmeng realized what he was looking up, hurriedly raised his head, saw Chu Yan with a smile, raised his right hand towards himself, blood dripped from his palm, his index finger extended, and pointed at himself.

"Xiao Wuxiang Xingzhi." Chu Yan laughed.

A horrible blood at his fingertips, like a rushing wave, swooped on Jiang Panmeng's chest, and flew her out.