The moment Chu Yan saw the white-kissed clawed bear appearing, he decided to take action himself.

With Shen Qing's fearless character, she would naturally be able to kill this desolate beast if she fights to the end.

But since you have become someone else's teacher, it is naturally the teacher's responsibility to protect his apprentices.

After a night's rest, although the skin injuries had healed, Chu Yan knew that Shen Qing's internal injuries had not fully recovered. In this situation, there was no need to make her injuries worse.

After throwing out the soul-locking gun, Chu Yan immediately used the Seven-Star Chaos Wind Step. His whole body was like a strong wind, arrogant and domineering, as if the force of the world was sweeping across the world, with a fierce momentum, oppressing the white-kissed clawed bear.

"Shadow Eight Desolations Fist!"

Rushing in front of the wild beast like a cannonball, Chu Yan punched out fiercely. In an instant, it seemed to stir up thunder and fire from the sky and the earth. The temperature of the surrounding air rose rapidly due to friction, and the air flow was chaotic, like a golden snake dancing wildly.

"This guy is crazy!" Mao Xing muttered to himself and hurriedly shouted in the direction of Shen Qing, "Stop him quickly!"

In Mao Xing's view, if a person actually wants to compete physically with a wild beast as powerful as the White-kissed Claw Bear, there must be something wrong with his brain. You are not in the Earth Yuan realm or the Heavenly state of mind.

But Mao Xing was surprised to see that Shen Qing didn't move at all at this moment, looking straight ahead.

Bang!

Ouch!

There was a sound of something exploding, followed by the painful roar of a white-nosed clawed bear.

Mao Xing's heart beat violently and he turned his head to look. Suddenly, he was so surprised that his eyeballs almost popped out of his eye sockets.

In front of him, one of the palms of the white-kissed clawed bear was punched to pieces by the monk and exploded violently.

As the thick blood spurted out, Chu Yan's tidal wave of attacks followed closely.

"The angry dragon coils and strangles!"

Swish swish swish!

Chu Yan's strikes were like lightning, and each blow would bring a large rain of blood on the body of the white-kissed and sharp-clawed bear.

In the blink of an eye, there was barely a piece of intact flesh on the chest and lower abdomen of this white-kissed clawed bear.

At a glance, it was in tatters and bleeding profusely, like a piece of swollen rotten meat wrapped in a thick mist of blood.

"Gudong——" Mao Xing swallowed hard, and his whole body froze.

Those warriors and mortals who thought they were dead before now all forgot to cry and stared at Chu Yan with wide eyes like clay statues.

"They are both at the first level of Pulse Condensation Realm, why is the gap so big!" After coming back to his senses, Mao Xing's heart was filled with turmoil.

The severe pain caused the white-kissed and clawed bear to roar with unprecedented anger.

It waved another bear paw and grabbed Chu Yan fiercely.

Chu Yan grabbed the bear's paw and slashed it down as fast as lightning with his other hand.

With a click, the bear's paw was broken off at the base, revealing white bone residue.

After a while, thick blood spurted out from the wound.

The remaining white-necked and sharp-clawed bears seemed to have just recovered from the shock at this moment, roaring and charging towards Chu Yan.

"Tiger Ju kicks eleven times in a row!"

With a long roar, Chu Yan jumped up high, his right leg cracking the air like a long whip and sweeping across the air.

Bang bang bang bang!

A series of bàozhà sounds were heard, and these white-necked and clawed bears had no time to dodge. All their heads exploded in the air, and the pieces of flesh, bones, and brains mixed with blood were splashed all over the floor.

The eyes of the white-kissed clawed bear looking at Chu Yan at this moment were full of unprecedented fear.

At this moment, Chu Yan was completely invincible in its eyes.

In front of the other person, you are as insignificant as a particle of dust.

In front of everyone's surprised expressions, the white-kissed and clawed bear, which had lost both hands, turned around and started running away.

"Are you able to escape?" Chu Yan sneered, "Seven-star chaotic wind step, six-star!"

He took a step forward, shrunk to an inch, and in the blink of an eye, Chu Yan chased after the white-kissed clawed bear.

"The angry dragon coils and strangles!"

At this moment, Chu Yan had no reservations anymore. The veins in his right arm muscles bulged, as if they contained the terrifying power of a volcanic eruption. With a swish sound, a spray of blood penetrated the back of the white-kissed clawed bear.

The white-kissed sharp-clawed bear's progress suddenly stopped, and there was a trace of confusion in its eyes. He slowly lowered his head and suddenly saw that Chu Yan's still bleeding palm was holding a meat ball as big as a washbasin.

The flesh ball was still beating slightly at this moment, and was surrounded by broken blood vessels.

Chu Yan struck out and directly dug out the heart of the white-kissed clawed bear!

This white-kissed sharp-clawed bear probably never dreamed that this attack would not only kill all his men, but it itself would not even be able to resist at all, and was directly bombarded by Chu Yan.

After swaying on the spot for a few times, this white-kissed, sharp-clawed bear with doubts in its eyes, unwillingness to accept various emotions, fell to the ground with a crash, causing cracks in the ground within a radius of ten feet.

When Chu Yan came back dragging the body of the white-kissed clawed bear, Mao Xing and others present looked at him as if they were looking at a god, worshiping him.

As the only monk in the group, Mao Xing hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Thank you, senior brother, for your help!"

In the world of monks, age is not the criterion for seniority, but realm and strength are.

Chu Yan's strength and level are higher than Mao Xing's, so even though Mao Xing and Chu Yan are decades older, he still considers himself a junior.

"Yeah." Chu Yan nodded, "Are you going to a nearby town?"

While speaking, he made a gesture and asked Shen Qing to cut off the useful parts of the white-kissed clawed bear.

After hearing Chu Yan's question, Mao Xing explained his and everyone's situation and plans.

When talking about the death of all his companions, Mao Xing couldn't help but feel sad.

When they came, they were traveling together with several good casual cultivators, but now he was the only one left alive.

Thinking about it, Mao Xing's eyes suddenly turned red.

Chu Yan took a deep breath and patted the other party on the shoulder: "If you want to climb to the Immortal Platform, flesh and blood are the steps. On the Immortal Road, the farther you go, the smaller the number of people. However, you and your companions, as casual cultivators, can protect you."

Mortals would rather die, I admire you."

After speaking, Chu Yan solemnly saluted Mao Xing.

Mao Xing hurriedly helped Chu Yan up, not even daring to say a word.

He had long recognized Chu Yan and Shen Qing as disciples of Broken Star Tower from their service.

The disciples of the sect have the highest status among monks. As a casual cultivator, how dare he accept the salutes of the disciples of the sect.

"The things I carry with me are not enough. If you use these healing medicines, they should be enough to last you until you arrive at the nearest town." Chu Yan thought for a while and took the bottles and jars he found from Ku Bin's storage bag.

jars, and distributed some to Mao Xing, asking him to give them to others for use.
Chapter completed!