The Glazed Heart Armor exploded into countless elite fragments in mid-air and scattered in the air.

The skin of Xu Muran's body was torn, and blood lines were scattered out in circles as if for free. His body was like a meteorite, falling diagonally from the air.

However, precisely because he was blocked by the phantom of Samsara Emperor, most of the power of this sword had been removed when it struck him.

So after falling to the ground, he was covered in blood and looked miserable, but he still managed to save his life.

After being helped up by his men, Xu Muran stood up from the ground and glanced at Chu Yan, who was falling in the air, with hatred in his eyes.

"What the hell is going on... You never said before that this guy would be so strong..." At this time, a hoarse voice came from not far away.

Xu Muran turned around coldly and saw Wang Lei, who was clutching his chest and blood was still flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

Wang Lei had an arm ripped off by Chu Yan while he was in the air, and a big hole was punched through his chest.

Fortunately, he was at the pinnacle of the Earth Element Realm, so he didn't die after falling from mid-air.

But at this moment, he was also seriously injured, and his usual strength was probably not even one-tenth.

Not far from Wang Lei, there was Jiang Huaiwu who was even more brutal.

Although Xu Muran and Wang Lei were also severely injured, in order to maintain their dignity at this moment, they could barely stand on their own.

But Jiang Huaiwu can't.

While he was in mid-air, he was cut into two pieces by Chu Yan.

Moreover, the upper and lower halves of the body still fell in different directions.

If it were any other monk, he would probably have to wait for death.

However, among the monks in Jiang Huaiwu's alliance, there are obviously members of his family.

These tribesmen worked hard to save his body that was divided into two halves, and used secret medicine on his face, finally saving Jiang Huaiwu's life.

But at this moment, Jiang Huaiwu looked like he had only one breath left. He was lying on a stretcher. Although his waist was covered with a thick blanket, it could be clearly seen that there was a circle of the blanket.

All soaked in blood.

Obviously, even if the Jiang family members used secret medicine, the injuries caused by Zhan Yan would not be healed so easily.

Jiang Huaiwu didn't have the strength to speak at the moment, but his eyes full of resentment expressed his feelings for Xu Muran at the moment.

If you, the guy, had not had wrong information, how could this situation have happened now! Xu Muran is still feeling unspeakable pain in his heart.

In fact, according to his plan, the most perfect situation is when Chu Yan and Jiang Huaiwu fight, and Wang Lei loses both sides. In the end, he reaps the benefits and takes over the alliance they are in.

But what he didn't expect was that even though they were in the same realm, with a three-on-one advantage, and the first to succeed in a sneak attack, Chu Yan still severely injured the other two people in an instant.

As for Xu Muran himself, the inheritance of the Samsara Emperor was something he accidentally gained during a practice, and it was the secret to his rapid advancement in cultivation.

The Samsara Emperor had a prominent reputation in several neighboring kingdoms, and he was also a powerful figure in the separatist regime back then.

Although it was only a partial inheritance, it was enough for Xu Muran to possess amazing strength at such a young age.

But who knew that even if he brought out his most proud inheritance and his most trusted trump card, it would still be as fragile as a piece of tissue paper in front of Chu Yan and be torn to pieces in an instant.

What Chu Yan cut through with that sword was not only the inheritance of Emperor Samsara, but also Xu Muran's pride and confidence.

At this moment, Xu Muran hated Chu Yan ten thousand times more than Jiang Huaiwu and Wang Lei! Facing Wang Lei’s accusation, Xu Muran’s eyes were cold and he did not answer the other party.

Anger also appeared on Wang Lei's face at this time, and he was about to ask more questions. At this time, someone nearby suddenly exclaimed: "That guy is coming to kill him!"

Not even knowing who it was, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "We are surrounded by him!"

One person killed nearly 3,000 people.

One person surrounded nearly three thousand people.

It sounds absurd and unbelievable.

But in fact, after the trio of Xu, Wang, and Jiang were instantly defeated, and even the shadow of Emperor Samsara was shattered with one move, the three thousand people present had already developed an instinctive fear of Chu Yan.

Some people even couldn't help but tremble at this time.

A trace of cruelty appeared in Xu Muran's eyes.

With his severely injured body, he stepped out suddenly, picked off the heads of the most panicked people at the scene, and then gritted his teeth and said: "What are you shouting for! Stop him!"

Xu Muran's body was covered in wounds and dripping with blood. His appearance was already extremely scary.

At this moment, there were several heads rolling under the feet, and with a bang in the hand, a head was crushed. Suddenly, it was even more horrifying.

However, being so shocked by him, everyone who was originally in a panic immediately reacted and faced Chu Yan. In an instant, a barrier rose up, like a wall, blocking the distance between Chu Yan and everyone.

But Chu Yan didn't care what it was, he raised his hand and struck with a knife.

In his eyes, the so-called numerical advantage of these guys simply does not exist.

It's like saying, can three thousand ants kill an elephant?

I'm afraid an elephant can kill most of the ants with just one breath.

The red sword light was burning with raging flames, and with two swishing sounds, a big "Z" was drawn in the air, and was printed on the barrier.

The sword light suddenly seemed to be imprinted and melted into the barrier.

Everyone on the ground was stunned for a moment.

They vaguely felt that something was broken.

The next moment, the knife mark burst into dazzling light.

As the light suffocated, the knife marks spread more and more, and the entire barrier exploded amid a burst of exclamations from everyone.

The strong wind roared, Chu Yan stepped on the chessboard of heaven and earth, and rushed down towards the crowd.

A pair of three thousand, without the slightest hesitation, he raised his sword and killed it! My brothers and sisters have sacrificed their lives to achieve results, why should I let you pick the fruit! At this moment, it is no longer a simple personal grudge between Chu Yan and these people.

Already.

The sword light was gathering momentum, and it felt like wind and thunder rolling around for miles around.

The terrifying coercion of the army pressing down on the border made the hearts of everyone on the ground beat wildly. Even at this moment, some people were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they fell to their knees on the ground.

"Chu Yan, do you want to watch them die?"

At this moment, Xu Muran took a step forward, looked up at the sky, and shouted loudly.

He reached out and pointed backward.

Suddenly, the monks in an area pushed away like a tide, revealing several figures who were being held hostage.

"Watch it! They are all your companions! You are here to save them, right! If you dare to cut them off with this knife, their lives will be gone!"

Xu Muran's face was full of hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Look at these nine... huh?

Why are there two missing, only seven?"

Looking at Li Xiu, Jiang Panmeng, Su Yuqing, Shen Qing, Su Jianyuan, Furui, Su Xinyu and others who were held hostage by his men, Xu Muran blinked with a confused look in his eyes.
Chapter completed!