"Sneak attack?"

At this time, Jia Ze saw Chu Yan raising his head and grinning at him.

His face was full of smiles and his eyes were full of ice and snow.

Suddenly reaching out, Chu Yan quickly grasped the two fingers stretched out by the other party, folding them and pulling them.

With a click, the index finger and fingers of Jia Ze's right hand were cut off by him and pulled out from the palm of his hand.

In an instant, blood arrows spurted out.

Jia Ze was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, severe pain came from his wound.

Jia Ze looked at his right hand with disbelief, his heart beating hard on his chest, almost cracking his sternum.

At this time, he felt a strong air flow coming towards his face.

In an instant, it was as if the air around him had been completely sucked out, forming a vacuum.

Jia Ze raised his head and let out a silent shout. Through his eyes, he saw a fist getting bigger and bigger, as if it was a meteorite, trying to smash him to pieces.

"I'm going to die!" At this moment, Jia Ze was despairing, and all the blood in his body seemed to freeze.

But suddenly, he felt a strong pull on his lower back.

Suddenly, Jia Ze flew backwards like a cannonball.

Almost at the same moment, Chu Yan struck with a fierce punch.

"Shadow Eight Desolations Fist!"

boom!

Where Jia Ze was originally standing, there was a deafening roar, and a large area of ​​air suddenly exploded, and the billowing air flow formed a frenzy visible to the naked eye, violently sweeping and trembling in all directions.

Jia Ze fell back to Meng Xiuqi's feet and stared at this scene dumbfounded, feeling his scalp numb and the skin on his cheeks tingling.

At this moment, he felt no fear in his heart.

If he was hit by the opponent with this punch, wouldn't his head be blown to pieces?

At the thought, Jia Ze was shocked and angry.

Chu Yan retracted his fist and frowned at the man standing behind Jia Ze.

This person is the one from the Nine Saint Sect who has always covered himself under a black cloak.

Chu Yan could see clearly just now that the man suddenly waved his sleeves the moment he punched him.

From his sleeves, a long chain emerged, with a hook at the front. He grabbed it around Jia Ze's waist and pulled Jia Ze back, saving the other man's life.

Otherwise, Jia Ze's brains might have been spilled all over the floor by now.

"If he could rescue Jia Ze at the moment I took action, this guy is stronger than the others!" Chu Yan immediately made a judgment in his heart.

At the same time, Su Jianyuan and others on the side looked at the man in black robes with unprecedented solemnity.

Although it was just a fight between lightning and flint, everyone had already seen that Jia Ze's strength was inferior to that of the man in black robe who had not yet revealed his identity.

Jia Ze is already the top disciple of the Nine Saints Sect, but the man in black robe wants him to be significantly stronger. Who is this person!

At this time, Jia Ze took out a pill and swallowed it, covered the wound and stood up, staring at Chu Yan with a look of no resentment: "Boy, you are dead!"

"You still dare to take my elixir? You are finished, no one can save you." Chu Yan looked at the other party and said coldly.

"Your elixir?" Jia Ze was stunned for a moment, and then he understood. The other party's intention was clearly to kill him, not only to kill him, but also to take away his storage bag.

After understanding this, Jia Ze became furious and was about to yell when a cold voice suddenly came from behind him: "Shut up! Isn't that embarrassing enough?"

The expression on Jia Ze's face suddenly changed, turning red and white, then he lowered his head and backed away.

Not only him, but Meng Xiuqi and You Yun on the side also had a look of fear on their faces.

The man in black robe took a step forward and faced Chu Yan and others.

Although he had not yet revealed his identity at the moment, the terrifying oppression coming from under the black robe made Chu Yan feel an overwhelming pressure in an instant.

This feeling is like the depression in a summer evening when a heavy rainstorm is about to start, making it difficult to breathe.

"I didn't expect that such a character would appear among the apprentices of Broken Star Tower. It seems that someone of Li Xiu's level might appear." The man in black robe sneered and suddenly changed his voice, "But it's a pity that your

Life will end here today!"

After saying that, he suddenly pulled up his cloak.

A black shadow rose into the sky. Before Chu Yan and the others could see the man's face clearly, they suddenly felt a huge crisis coming towards them.

It was like a sharp cold light, cutting straight into his cheek, tearing his soul in half.

Chu Yan raised his hand almost subconsciously, and the soul-locking spear thrust out like a furious dragon out of the sea.

There was a clang, followed by the explosion of a large ball of sparks. Chu Yan only felt a huge force, which shook the soul-locking gun with a roar and made him almost unable to stand still.

Almost at the same moment, Su Jianyuan, Jiang Panmeng and Shen Qing were all attacked!

Su Jianyuan's bīnghuǒ swords were thrown out by a series of fires. Jiang Panmeng used the Nine Heavenly Phoenix Dance technique to barely dodge the opponent's blow. Shen Qing blocked the giant ax in front of her and was hit backwards.

After seven or eight steps, he managed to regain his balance.

At this moment, the man drew a long afterimage around him and returned to the position where he was standing before, holding a scimitar in his hand and looking at everyone with a half-smile.

This person is so fast and powerful that with a wave of his hand, he not only attacks four people at the same time, but also suppresses them!

This kind of strength made Su Jianyuan and others' expressions immediately look ugly.

"Your strength is definitely not that of an apprentice!" Su Jianyuan struggled to say a word.

Although the other party just waved the knife casually, it almost stopped the flow of Qi and blood in his body. At this moment, he reluctantly opened his mouth and still felt no discomfort in his chest.

"That's right, I am indeed not an apprentice." The man smiled and said, "Let me tell you that I am an outer disciple of the Nine Saints Sect, Gu Bin. If you are dead like this, at least you will know in whose hands you died.

"

"Outer disciple!" Although they had already guessed in their hearts, now that they had received confirmation from the other party, the faces of Su Jianyuan and Jiang Panmeng became increasingly ugly.

Even though they are at the first level of Pulse Condensation Realm, they are only a thin line away from the second level of Pulse Condensation Realm.

But there is a world of difference in strength between the realms separated by this line!

Just the twelve extra meridians from the second level of Pulse Condensation Realm are enough to crush the first level of Pulse Condensation Realm.

"Nine Saint Sect...why would there be disciples from the outer sect coming to hunt monsters..." Jiang Panmeng had no difficulty and spat out a sentence.

The bloodthirsty murderous aura coming from the scimitar in the opponent's hand made her feel as if a big stone was being pressed against her chest.

As if he had determined that his strength could easily kill Chu Yan and others, Gu Bin raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a mocking smile: "Why can't the outer disciples of the Nine Saint Sect come to hunt monsters?"
Chapter completed!