Just when all the guests were stunned, they saw a dark blue divine light suddenly appear in the hall, rising from the gun, like a fireworks burning called "Fury", Yan Chaoyang bathed in this fireworks and slowly appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Good. He said.

He has never been able to speak, he has always expressed his will only with actions.

If you can make him say a 'good' word, that's already a very close person.

The dragon soul spear slammed down, and a blood-colored iris suddenly spread out, within a radius of dozens of zhang, whether it was the guests or the Jian family, they all felt that their feet were drilled into by something, followed by a pain all over their bodies, and they had no sense of anything.

In the eyes of others, the bodies of these people suddenly swelled, and exploded into blood foam with a "bang".

The blood-colored iris branched out into dozens of them, like the tentacles of the demon king, showing their teeth and claws throughout the hall, showing off their might.

At this time, dozens of good players rushed in from outside, each shouting and shouting to show their own stunts to Yan Chaoyang.

The dragon soul spear turned in Yan Chaoyang's palm, and the dark blue divine light scattered and splashed out, and between the flashes of the gun, the shadow of the spear swept out in all directions, and there was not a single dead end.

The screams rang out at the same time and ended at the same time, as if they had been promised.

In the end, only dozens of corpses remained on the ground.

These corpses are actually the weakest, all of them have the cultivation of the three-rank martial arts, but they can't even hand out a single move, and they die in the shadow of the gun, if they still have an afterlife, the fear of the gun is afraid to be preserved.

"Okay!" Jian Minglu also said this word, with a smile on his face, "He is worthy of being the pride of the newly rising sky." ”

It is customary in the cultivation world to call the newcomers on the Tianjiao list "the pride of the sky".

"But you may not know," Jian Minglu said with a smile, "I have been waiting for you to come, and I know that you will definitely come, because as long as you save one person, you can get countless riches, and a fool knows to come and fight." ”

No matter what kind of behavior comes out of his mouth, it changes its taste.

A person's conduct depends on how he thinks about others.

If Yan Chaoyang could use swear words to express his anger, then he must have scolded all the swear words he knew at this moment. It's a pity he won't.

He doesn't scold, he is an ordinary person who is full of enthusiasm and hope for life, likes to open a liquor shop, and studies the secret recipes of winemaking.

Like all his words, all his anger is expressed only in deeds.

"Dustless!"

The dark blue divine light suddenly surged, like the prototype of the Dharma. In the outer layer, there is an infinitely extended mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and with countless cries and screams, a tragic music is performed, as if the Shura Blood Prison has descended on the world, and Yan Chaoyang in the middle of the Blood Prison is like the Shura Demon King.

It's hard to imagine that a person who is full of enthusiasm and hope for life would be born with such a real name.

The divine light agitated like a heart beating, and each time it was accompanied by a rumbling of thunder, which quickly intertwined into a dark blue lightning bolt.

And in the thunder, there was a general in armor, different from before, the general of the first rank of martial arts was just a prototype of an illusory shadow, to the peak of cultivation, finally showed a complete form, and he was also a spear-wielding general.

"Whew-"

The god will raise his head to the sky and roar, and the invisible force field will shake the entire hall with a rattle, tables and chairs will fly wildly, and corpses will crash into each other.

It's hard to imagine that this is the result of a stunt.

Yan Chaoyang let out a long roar, and his body immediately turned into a blue light and slammed into it fiercely.

At this moment, Zhuge Xiaoshan finally came to his senses, and he shouted anxiously, "Senior brother, don't!"

"It's late!" Jian Minglu smiled coldly, suddenly pinched a seal in his hand, and a transparent law suddenly rose on his body. His jurisdiction is different, and it is accompanied by a statue of a Ming king.

The blue light collided with the embodiment of King Ming, Yan Chaoyang only felt that it hit the iron plate, no, even if it was an iron plate, it couldn't block his attack, it was an incomparably hard feeling, and the huge force of Pei Ran came back, and when he was caught off guard, he fell out of the hall and flew out of the atrium, smashing several tables of banquets into pieces.

The guests had long since dispersed, mostly with contempt and ridicule, as if they had foreseen this scene.

Yan Chaoyang fell to the ground, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood arrows with "wow", his face was as pale as paper.

"Senior brother!" Zhuge Xiaoshan hurriedly rushed out, helping Yan Chaoyang and said anxiously, "How are you, senior brother......"

"It's okay......" Yan Chaoyang reluctantly spoke.

He really couldn't be considered okay, because the blow was completely on his own. He knew his stunt that even the domain of the Martial Dao Immortal couldn't block his blow.

"Why are you back again, didn't I let you go!" Zhuge Xiaoshan said extremely sadly, "Why ruin your good future for me." Let's go, brother, I'll stop them, you can go......"

"Where are you going!" the second and third elders of the Jian family rushed out, blocking their retreat from one left and one right.

Jian Minglu paced out slowly, as if he was the master of all living beings.

Yan Chaoyang held the gun, stood up reluctantly, took a breath, and slammed the gun, and with a "bell", the blood-colored iris spread out again.

This time, a huge eyeball appeared under his feet, and the eyeball blinked twice, revealing inexplicable pleasure, and then revealed a strong suction, sucking the surrounding corpse mountain and sea of blood into it.

"What is he doing?" the guests looked at each other.

Zhuge Xiaoshan had a faint bad premonition in his heart, but at this time, a round and extremely magnetic voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Didn't I say that as long as I'm alive, it's not your turn to fight. ”

When Zhuge Xiaoshan heard this voice, his eyes immediately moistened, as if he had found the backbone of the heart all of a sudden, "Yan Li!"

He didn't know much about Yan Li, but as soon as he heard this voice, his mood magically calmed down, as if the owner of this voice would settle all the difficulties and sufferings.

Yan Li slowly walked in at this time.

The guests spontaneously moved out of the way, staring curiously at the young man who had come out of the way.

He had a face carved by a top craftsman, and his body was thin but elongated. He had dark, deep, bright eyes, deeper than the stars. When he laughed, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and at this time his whole face seemed to come to life, and each individual part was so different, and when combined, it gave people an indescribable charm.

"Ah Li......" Yan Chaoyang hesitated.

Yan Li had already walked to his side and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, I'm here." ”

"Good. Yan Chaoyang clenched his fists.