The people from Wanhaimen came very quickly.

Obviously, they have been under a lot of pressure these past few days.

Dozens of disciples have disappeared, but there is only one person on the other side. This person's realm is even lower than these disciples. This is something Wan Haimen simply cannot tolerate.

After a while, figures appeared in the forest, and the first five or six people who rushed in suddenly appeared in Chu Yan's sight.

At this time, these Wanhaimen disciples also discovered Chu Yan.

"It's him right!"

The Wanhaimen disciple who rushed to the front let out an excited shout, but the next moment, he discovered the head placed in front of Chu Yan.

"Junior Brother Shen!"

"Senior Brother Shen!"

Suddenly, the four people let out different exclamations, with sad and angry looks in their eyes.

"Chu Yan, you are doomed this time!" The leader of the Wanhaimen disciple pointed his finger at Chu Yan and shouted loudly.

"Noisy." Chu Yan frowned and flicked his soul-locking gun.

Whoosh!

This Wanhaimen disciple was immediately punched through the chest and nailed to the ground.

At this time, he still maintained the gesture of pointing his fingers, but the expression on his face changed from a moment of grief and anger, to shock, and then to despair.

His face gradually turned pale.

The Wanhaimen disciples who had been shouting and killing just now suddenly became quiet, and their expressions all turned ugly.

Chu Yan stood up, swept towards these people, took one step forward, and came to these Wanhaimen disciples.

After absorbing the wind bone and improving his realm, his speed has been significantly improved again.

At this moment, when Wanli Xianting is being used, it is impossible for these Wanhaimen disciples to follow.

They felt their eyes blur, and suddenly, they were horrified to find that Chu Yan was already standing in front of them.

Pulling out the soul-locking gun smoothly, the chest of the Wan Haimen disciple suddenly shot out an astonishing line of blood, and his body went limp and fell to the ground.

Chu Yan didn't even dare to look at the other person, and glanced directly at the remaining people.

When Chu Yan glanced at them, these Wanhaimen disciples suddenly felt that their hearts were about to stop beating. The blood in their bodies seemed to have completely solidified at this moment. Their hands and feet were cold, and their hearts were filled with despair.

Not seeing the person he had impressed, Chu Yan frowned and asked: "You have a man holding a giant sword, why didn't you come?"

"Senior Brother Sun, he will never-"

Snap!

The Wan Haimen disciple who had just raised his head and made an angry sound had his head blown away by Chu Yan's soul-locking spear before he could even finish his words.

A human head, still looking astonished, suddenly flew out of everyone's sight.

The remaining two people's bodies suddenly shook like chaff and their faces looked like dirt.

"That guy's surname is Sun? What's his name?" Chu Yan looked at the remaining two people with cold eyes.

When leading troops to fight, Chu Yan had the experience of interrogating prisoners of war, so at this time, he knew how to make the other party feel tremendous pressure.

Sure enough, in just a blink of an eye, the heads of these two Wan Haimen disciples were covered with sweat, their clothes were soaked through, and they were sticking tightly to their bodies.

"Senior Brother Sun, Senior Brother Sun's name is Sun Tianyu..."

Finally, one disciple couldn't bear the pressure. After speaking, he looked up at Chu Yan with eyes full of pleading.

Whoosh!

With a flick of the soul-locking gun, the disciple's head flew out.

This time, the Wan Hai Sect disciple's face showed surprise and confusion.

"Am I allowed to speak?" Chu Yan said calmly.

When the last remaining Wanhaimen disciple heard this, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground with a thud. His body was shaking even more violently, and his hair was completely soaked with sweat, and he looked as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"That Senior Brother Sun is called Sun Tianyu, right? What skills does he master, and what is the grade of his weapons?" Chu Yan asked.

There was a hint of unquestionable majesty in his tone.

Several of his previous sect members were killed as easily as ants in front of Chu Yan. At this time, the only remaining Wanhai sect disciple's psychological defense had completely collapsed.

Just after Chu Yan finished speaking, he hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Sun's weapon is a giant sword with a ninth-grade sharp weapon, and the martial skill he masters is Floating Light Clone Slash——"

When he heard this, Chu Yan's mind recalled the scene when the teleportation array was activated that day, the opponent slashed out with a sword, and suddenly his body transformed into three shapes.

"Floating Light Clone Kill." Chu Yan nodded.

At the same time, the Wanhaimen disciple continued to describe: "I don't know what other martial arts skills Brother Sun has, because I am just an apprentice. Please spare my life. I can tell you, besides

In addition to Senior Brother Sun, this time the sect has also sent a deacon who has achieved the second level of Pulse Condensation Realm. This deacon is good at formation layout, and it was he who figured out that you would appear in this area."

"It turns out there is another one."

When Chu Yan said in front of the disciples in Broken Star Tower that he was good at setting up formations and that he was only at the second level of Pulse Condensation Realm, Chu Yan raised a sneer on his lips.

After finishing speaking, the Wanhaimen disciple raised his head and looked at Chu Yan with a flattering look on his face: "I have told you everything I know. Please forgive me this time. I also followed the order of the sect.

I just came here, I have no grudges against you, please, please spare my life!"

"I know you're innocent—"

Upon hearing Chu Yan's words, the Wan Hai Sect disciple's eyes suddenly shone, and his face showed an uncontrollable joy.

"But I have sworn again that I will kill every Wanhaimen disciple I see." Chu Yan's face darkened.

The Wan Hai Sect disciple's expression froze instantly.

At this moment, Chu Yan's mind moved and he turned his head and looked to the side.

With a few swishing sounds, three figures quickly appeared in Chu Yan's sight.

The man in the room was none other than Sun Tianyu, and Chu Yan recognized the giant sword he carried on his back at a glance.

The next moment, several Wanhaimen disciples appeared in the woods in front of Chu Yan.

In addition to several young faces, there was also a man with a beard on his chin and fair complexion who looked to be in his thirties.

Chu Yan glanced at the other person and immediately judged that this man should be a deacon of Wanhaimen who was good at formations.

Seeing Chu Yan at this moment, Sun Tianyu was overjoyed at first, but then he smelled the strong smell of blood in the air. He glanced around and saw several headless corpses lying on the ground.

In an instant, the anger in Sun Tianyu's eyes almost burst out.

"Chu Yan! What grudge do I, Wan Haimen, have against you?" Sun Tianyu couldn't hold back and roared wildly.

Chu Yan glanced at the other party coldly and said: "Before, I was unjustly imprisoned, my statement was ruined, and I almost died on the ground. Now you want to steal my thousand machine box, and you have the nerve to ask me what grudges I have against you. It seems like

I should be the one asking you."
Chapter completed!