In the next breath, Chu Yan suddenly bounced up from the ground, endured the sharp pain in his mind, his body expanded, and he flew quickly through the forest.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

In less than five breaths after Chu Yan landed, Xiao Ling and Yang Wushuang landed one after another, followed behind Chu Yan, and chased all the way.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

Chu Yan in the midst of the frenzy, in his body, there were constantly fierce sword qi overflowing, **** in all directions.

Suddenly, Chu Yan passed all the way, and there were constantly thick woods that were swept by the fierce sword qi, either the roots were broken and collapsed, or they were directly exploded, flying up sawdust.

"Hand over the sword-shaped grass...!"

Yang Wushuang followed behind Chu Yan with a hideous face, his body was like a bolt of lightning, constantly accelerating, and when he raised his hand, he punched out

"Falling Thunder Crash Mountain Fist!"

The fist burst out, like a mountain peak toppling, with the momentum of thunder, and blasted straight out towards Chu Yan's vest.

"Qing Yizi Sword Duel!"

Xiao Ling's body speed is also not weak, even one point faster than Yang Wushuang, constantly narrowing the distance between him and Chu Yan, and when he saw Yang Wushuang making a move, he also swung a sword and slashed out.

"A Thousand Palms of the Clouds!"

Although Cai Dong was a few positions behind, Gao Wanlong and He Rundao had to rely on a hundred steps, and they also raised their palms without hesitation.

At this time, Chu Yan, who was flying, scattered the sword qi all over his body, and in the world of knowing the sea, the river and the sea were overturned, and the divine sense could not be used at all, and he was completely unable to fight back against the three attacks behind him.

In his sea of knowledge, those two sword qi meteors were in Chu Yan's sea of knowledge world, and they directly started a battle, turning into two lightsabers, constantly slashing at each other, and for a while, in Chu Yan's sea knowledge world, the sword aura was soaring, and the sword light was shining.

Every collision would make Chu Yan's sea of consciousness tremble violently, as if it was collapsing.

However, after experiencing the initial headache, Chu Yan began to gradually adapt to it, and all the divine consciousness was trapped in the world of the sea of knowledge, wrapping the two divine sword meteors, constantly being twisted, and constantly deriving and refilling.

Under one sword after another, every sword light was completely memorized, understood, and comprehended by the divine sense... Gradually, Chu Yan became a little sluggish, except for subconsciously constantly rushing forward, all his divine consciousness turned around those two sword lights.

However, at this moment, the three attacks behind him had already taken the power of destroying the world and killed a hundred steps behind Chu Yan.

"Rakshasa Demon Body!"

Losing the release of his divine sense, Chu Yan had no way to perceive the three attacks in advance, and in a hurry, Chu Yan did not hesitate to play another hole card.

In an instant, Chu Yan's body suddenly rose by nearly a zhang, his whole body was gray, and golden lines appeared on Chu Yan's skin, and even on his face and palms, there were dense golden lines.

At the same time, the dark red eyes with a violent and bloody aura shot out two golden pillars of light, and in an instant, bloody golden eyes!

Roar!

Chu Yan, who had incarnated as a Rakshasa demon body, looked up to the sky and roared, turned around suddenly, pushed out with both palms, and pressed three attacks in front of him.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Three extremely powerful attacks instantly bombarded the palm print launched by Chu Yan, and three bursts of rushing explosion exploded, bombarding Chu Yan's body.

Bang bang bang!

In just the blink of an eye, Chu Yan was blasted upside down like a meteor, and the true qi of his whole body instantly collapsed.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Along the way, hundreds of towering trees flew in a row before he stopped his figure.

At this time, Chu Yan's black robe on his chest was shattered, revealing a golden cross-shaped golden pattern on his chest, exuding a faint luster, but Chu Yan himself was not injured in the slightest!

"Hmmm! It's completely fine!? ”

Chu Yan looked down at his chest in astonishment, except for the broken black robe on his chest, there was nothing going on all over his body.

"What!?"

"It's... How can it be!? ”

Xiao Ling and Yang Wushuang stared at Chu Yan dumbfounded, and they even forgot to continue attacking for a while.

"He... He's so strong in the flesh!? ”

He Rundao's eyes were glazed, he glared at Chu Yan and muttered.

"Not only is it strong, it's completely against the sky, but the True Martial Realm Quadruple Heaven is cultivated, and the physical body can't even be broken by us!"

Yang Wushuang's eyes trembled, and he couldn't believe that Chu Yan could block the three of them from joining forces.

Xiao Ling's lips trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word, and looked at Chu Yan who was standing still in the distance with a gloomy face, his eyes showing horror.

His sword, below the same level, has never been able to be stopped, and today, this black-robed young man, with only physical strength, took it, and even the joint attack of two other top geniuses, this... It was completely beyond his expectations.

"No, he must be killed! I don't believe that his physical body can be better than the True Martial Spirit Treasure! ”

Cai Dong looked at Chu Yan's figure, and all kinds of complicated expressions in his eyes flowed, and finally turned into a trace of cold killing intent, and shouted coldly.

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Ling beside him was the first to make a move, Xiao Ling had already sensed a terrifying sword intent growing on Chu Yan's body, so he didn't want to wait any longer, he had to kill Chu Yan as soon as possible.

The blue sword light rushed out nearly five hundred zhang in length, with a roaring wind and an incomparably sharp sword momentum, and slashed straight towards Chu Yan.

At this time, Chu Yan was distracted, as if he couldn't feel the sword that slashed at him, and just stood sluggishly, like a weathered stone statue.

In his sea of knowledge, two sword light meteors had stopped fighting at this time, and began to slowly dissipate, merging into the entire sea of knowledge world...

Call! Call! Call!

The next moment, around Chu Yan's body, a hundred-zhang high sword intent cyclone rushed out of his body, constantly circling around Chu Yan's body.

In an instant, with Chu Yan's body as the center, within a hundred steps, all the trees, weeds, and stones were all turned into powder and scattered in all directions.

Buzzing...!

As Chu Yan's eyes trembled suddenly, his divine sense recovered, and more than a dozen sword intent cyclones surged again, raging in all directions like a sky-high tornado.

The next moment, Chu Yan woke up from his sluggishness, his shining eyes like stars looked at Yang Wushuang and the others in the distance, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he smiled...!

In the tornado that rushed to the sky, it suddenly converged, turned into a breeze and disappeared without a trace, and in the void, a blood-colored lotus flower slowly bloomed...

The blood-colored lotus lake was the size of a millstone, and on the eighty-one dark red petals, wisps of sword qi lingered...

Immediately after, the sword qi on the wisps of petals quickly melted, flowing like ripples of clear water into the Haotian Sword in Chu Yan's hand.

"Destroy me!"

Chu Yan's voice was light, and he swung out a sword in his hand, and the moment Haotian Sword made a move, he trembled violently, bringing out bursts of illusory sword shadows, as if constantly shuttling between reality and the void, appearing and disappearing, and finally, the front and Xiao Ling's mighty sword slashed together.

Rumble!

When the Haotian Sword passed, the sword light melted like a snowflake, and even the void where the sword light was located suddenly sank, bursting into countless cracks.

"What!? This... What is it!? ”

Xiao Ling's sword in front of Yang Wushuang's eyes was slashed by Chu Yan's sword casually, his eyes bulged out, and he roared in shock.

"Oh no, this is sword intent...! The sword intent of the subtle realm! ”

Xiao Ling's face also changed greatly, he looked at Chu Yan, his face was full of shock, and he said softly.

"He must have swallowed the sword-shaped grass, what is that blood lotus!?"

He Rundao's pale face had a trace of blood, and under the anger, the green tendons on his face burst out.

"Yang Wushuang, Xiao Ling, now....it's my turn!"

Chu Yan sneered, and waved the Haotian Sword in his hand, and three blood-red sword lights just slashed out, as if they had disappeared, and when they reappeared, they had already arrived in front of Xiao Ling and the others.