"Do you believe it or not?"

Chu Yan's deep voice reached his ears.

It's just a pity that this disciple of Wan Haimen can no longer make a sound.

As Chu Yan withdrew his arm, he stared, his body fell straight to the ground, there was a splash of water, and there was no more movement.

As blood dripped from his arm to the ground, Chu Yan turned around and looked at the Wan Haimen disciples who were gradually surrounding him with a smile.

"I don't know what the Thousand Machine Box is or where it is, but you will tell me, right?"

The Wanhaimen disciples did not answer. They just followed the order and gradually surrounded Chu Yan from all directions.

This time, in order to deal with Chu Yan, they had already arranged the world in advance.

To ensure nothing went wrong, they even sent the best of their outer disciples to participate in the arrest.

This time, Chu Yan must not be allowed to run away!

The surrounding circle shrank smaller and smaller, and the raindrops still fell rustlingly, but the air became more solemn at this moment.

The smile on Chu Yan's face was still faint, but deep in his eyes, the ice and snow were swirling and gathering at an extremely fast speed, and an indescribable chilling smell was emanating from his heart.

The water under Chu Yan's feet was even shaking slightly at this moment.

Behind all the Haimen disciples, a few figures were silent at the moment, looking at Chu Yan quietly, and gradually frowned.

Tick-tock——

On the eaves, a drop of water fell and the bluestone bricks cracked.

It was like some kind of signal. At the same time, a low voice came from behind the disciples of Wan Hai Sect: "Do it!"

In an instant, there was a tidal wave of vibrations in the air, and Wan Haimen disciples all rushed towards Chu Yan.

Snow-like sword light suddenly appeared behind Chu Yan as if out of thin air, and slashed down towards his back.

"Sneak attack?" Chu Yan laughed, his eyes flashed with light, he turned around and grabbed it with his backhand.

Click!

The sharp sword light was instantly caught in his hand. At the same time, the void shook slightly, and a figure with a stunned expression appeared in the rain.

"Hidden in the rain, are you the gōngfǎ of Wanhaimen? It's a pity that your footprints exposed you!" Chu Yan sneered, twisted his arm, click, click, and suddenly twisted the long knife in the opponent's hand into a

Twist, right arm sweep.

With a bang, this Wanhaimen disciple's head suddenly shook.

The blood was billowing and sprayed out a distance of more than ten feet.

The bluestone floor was suddenly dyed red.

At the same time, the Wanhaimen disciples who were the first to rush had arrived in front of Chu Yan.

Chu Yan shook his arm and held the Sky Soul Locking Gun in his hand.

The gun body vibrated violently, buzzing, and the black light spread suddenly. Suddenly, it was as if a death eye appeared in the void, staring at everyone present, trying to absorb all the life in the world.

At this moment, the more than ten Wanhaimen disciples felt that the light and darkness in front of them alternated.

"Death stare!"

"The Sky Soul Locking Gun!"

Chu Yan shouted sharply, and the gun light exploded and swept across.

The anger in his heart roared out like a volcano erupting at this moment.

Crackling!

In front of Chu Yan, a series of sparks exploded in an instant, which was not eye-catching.

Suddenly, the weapons held by five or six Wanhaimen disciples were all blown into pieces.

The huge power contained in the gun barrel followed their arms and shook their whole bodies.

These Wanhaimen disciples felt as if their internal organs had been shattered at this moment. They were in severe pain. They opened their mouths and spurted out blood arrows. Their bodies were like cannonballs, flying out with bang bang bang, not far away.

The wall collapsed directly.

Immediately, a blank area was cleared in front of Chu Yan.

"Half-step spiritual weapon!"

Behind the disciples of Wan Haimen, there was an exclamation, and at the same time a thick voice shouted: "You are no match for him, I will do it!"

Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly jumped up high, casting a huge shadow and falling in the direction of Chu Yan.

The raindrops falling from the sky were shaken away by his momentum at this moment, and for a moment, it seemed as if the rain had stopped.

"It's too late." Chu Yan sneered, and immediately took a step forward, "Seven Star Chaotic Wind Step!"

With a swish sound, Chu Yan didn't wait for the yelling person to land, and rushed directly towards one of the directions with the highest concentration of Wanhaimen disciples.

"The Sky Soul Locking Gun!"

A sharp thrust.

Buzz - boom!

The rain and mist rotated at high speed along with the gun body, forming a vortex, and then exploded at the moment it stabbed the Wanhaimen disciples.

Like a blast of steel, a huge sound penetrated the terrified Wanhaimen disciple and pinned him to the wall behind him. Then the Wanhaimen disciple's body and the wall exploded at the same time.

Bang!

As flesh and blood flew everywhere, large pieces of gravel scattered in all directions.

Zhuxi Lane was suddenly blasted open with a huge gap.

"No! He wants to escape!" The Wanhaimen disciple who had just landed was shouting hurriedly.

This disciple was wearing a blue robe, just like the others, but the weapon in his hand was a huge iron anchor.

The anchor is as big as a stone mill, probably weighing two thousand kilograms!

"Escape!" Chu Yan sneered, "Thousands of dragons break the army!"

Sweeping his right leg, he directly kicked the Wanhaimen disciple in front of him from the waist. At the same time, he stepped out with the Seven-Star Wind Step and rushed towards the disciple holding the iron anchor.

"Outer disciple of Wan Hai Sect, let me see your strength!" Chu Yan flicked his wrist and stabbed the opponent nearly a hundred times with his Soul Locking Spear.

In an instant, the gun shadows moved together, and the void seemed to be covered. The fierce attack was like a violent storm, falling towards the opponent.

"The angry sea blocks the river!" Knowing the power of Chu Yan's sharp weapon, this Wanhaimen disciple quickly retreated and shouted loudly, holding the iron anchor in his hand like a shield in front of him.

"Death stare!"

Chu Yan let out a long roar, followed by dense gun shadows and a black light, like lightning tearing apart mountains and rivers, piercing the anchor.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the half-step spiritual weapon demonstrated its complete crushing of sharp weapons.

The tip of the spear pierced the iron anchor directly, causing the Waihai Sect disciple's eyes to widen in shock, his gaze showing deep horror.

He thought that the half-step spiritual weapon would be very powerful, but he did not expect that it would be so powerful.

"Die!" Chu Yan's arm suddenly exerted force, and with a surge of power, he was about to control the soul-locking gun to explode the anchor. At this moment, Chu Yan's mind moved.

His consciousness captured a swift airflow from his side that was slashing towards him.

"You want to stop me from killing people?" Chu Yan's eyes flashed sharply. He held the soul-locking gun with his right arm without changing it, and grabbed it directly in the direction of the airflow with his left hand.

Whoosh!

The rain curtain flickered, and a figure appeared. At the same time, the dazzling sword light also slashed towards Chu Yan's neck.

"Senior Brother Ke!" The outer disciple holding the iron anchor exclaimed. He knew that his senior brother was here to save him, but when he thought that he, an outer disciple at the second level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, was actually forced by an opponent at the first level of the Pulse Condensation Realm,

He asked his senior brother to help him, which made him feel ashamed and angry.
Chapter completed!