Chapter 138: Boom

"Yan Shao, I volunteered, you saved my life at the beginning, I returned your life, you don't owe me. The reason why I asked you for help this time is also based on the fact that the relationship between friends has nothing to do with anything else. Looking at Yan Yangtian, who was in silence, Chu Mengru smiled peacefully.

She probably guessed the embarrassment in Yan Yangtian's heart, Yan Yangtian loved Han Xue so much, it was impossible to do something sorry for Han Xue for her.

Yan Yangtian's gaze fell on Chu Mengru's face, and his eyes were sincere.

I haven't seen her for half a year, Chu Mengru is becoming more and more beautiful, and her temperament is becoming more and more resolute, it seems that in the past half a year, she should have had an opportunity.

"Okay, I will protect you today, whoever dares to be unfavorable to you will be killed!" Yan Yangtian stared at Chu Mengru and solemnly promised.

As for the entanglement between Chu Mengru and him, he doesn't know how to deal with it now, so let it go, and there may be a solution in the future.

"Okay, then I'll ask Yan Shao today. Chu Mengru smiled brightly, and her smile was so good-looking.

Yan Yangtian nodded slightly, and said, "What are you going to do?" Kill them or something else?"

Seeing Yan Yangtian ask, Chu Mengru's gaze swept over the four elders one by one, as well as several side powerhouses of the Chu family, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The atmosphere in the air instantly fell into a great depression, and there was a faint tendency to explode.

Everyone's hearts instantly lifted, today the Chu family is destined to be an extremely 'special' day.

"Abolish the four elders and how many of them?"

Chu Mengru pointed at the four elders and a few side powers, and said hatefully: "Since they have exterminated my father, there is no reason to let them go!"

"Good. ”

Yan Yangtian replied calmly, this was insignificant to him.

"Haha!!"

The Great Elder finally stopped being silent, laughed, and looked at Yan Yangtian with eyes as sharp as lightning.

"Yan Jue, are you so confident that you can defeat me? Besides, your enemy is not only me, but also the Flying Flower Sect of the Hidden World Sect! You should know very well the strength of the Hidden World Sect!"

"You're wrong, it's not that you are defeated, but that killing you is as easy as slaughtering chickens and ducks!" Yan Yangtian looked at the Great Elder and said proudly: "As for the Hidden World Sect, what about it? I, Yan Jue, have never been afraid of any force, and those who do not accept it will be killed!"

"Killing me is like slaughtering chickens and ducks?" the Great Elder smiled, although he had already judged that Yan Yangtian was in the Great Grandmaster realm, was it so easy to win a war at the same level?

"Khoo!!"

A short stick appeared in the Great Elder's hand, and then slowly stretched it into a wooden stick more than a meter long.

The wooden stick is neither gold nor iron, and the body of the stick is covered with quaint lines, which looks a little extraordinary.

With the input of the Great Elder's spiritual power, the wooden stick instantly bloomed with dazzling light, and its power was huge.

"Yan Shao be careful, this is a wishful stick, it is rumored to be a medium-grade magic weapon!" Chu Mengru immediately reminded Yan Yangtian.

"Medium-grade magic weapons?" Yan Yangtian smiled.

The magic weapon is divided into nine grades, one to three are the lower grade instruments, the fourth to six are the middle grade instruments, and the seven to nine are the upper grades.

The Ruyi stick in the hands of the Great Elder can barely be regarded as a third-grade magic weapon, but it is still a low-grade magic weapon, and how powerful it can be.

"Boom!"

The Great Elder shouted loudly, and the Ruyi stick skyrocketed, and the shadow of the stick condensed by spiritual power was like a stone pillar, striking down on the top of Yan Yangtian's head!

Thundered!

The air was crushed, the sound was like thunder, and the invisible coercion swept through the entire courtyard!

The disciples of the Chu family who were watching on both sides showed shocked expressions in their eyes, and they quickly retreated in fear.

The power of the great grandmaster is undoubtedly revealed!

It's not at all that a martial artist in the realm of a grandmaster like the Four Elders can be compared!

Yan Yangtian, who was under the huge stick shadow, was obviously extremely small at this time, so small that it was like an ant, about to be crushed into powder.

"Yan Shao be careful!!"

Chu Mengru was also the first time to see a martial artist in the realm of the Great Grandmaster make a move, and both the power and momentum were beyond her cognition.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Yan Yangtian said calmly, motioning for Chu Mengru to take Chu Jiangming to step back.

Chu Jiangming rescued Chu Mengru in Yan Yangtian, and defeated the four elders in another move, and the tense nerves were subconsciously relaxed.

This slackness, a sense of extreme weakness struck, and I didn't even have the strength to speak.

At this moment, as soon as the Great Elder made a move, the powerful coercion spread to him, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and he passed out.

"Hmm. ”

At that moment, Chu Mengru no longer hesitated, and quickly retreated with her father.

At this time, the wishful stick had already reached the top of Yan Yangtian's head, and the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations blew his hair, clothes, and the earth on the soles of his feet cracked silently.

"This Yan Yang is naΓ―ve and doesn't know whether he is alive or dead! When he is dying, he is still with Chu Mengru and Qingqing!"

This was the voice of countless Chu family disciples, including several elders.

At the same time, he was inexplicably a little disappointed, Yan Yangtian pretended to be a fork for a long time, he thought how great it was, but he was actually knocked to death by the Great Elder with a stick!

"Break it for me!!"

At the moment when the wishful stick smashed on the top of Yan Yangtian's head, Yan Yangtian finally made a move.

One punch!

Punch to put it mildly!

There is no dazzling spiritual light!

There is no coercion of terror!

It looked so inconspicuous, but the Great Elder's face changed!

Just like the four elders, only by experiencing it personally did they know how terrifying Yan Yangtian's seemingly unpretentious attack was, and all the power was condensed into a ball, without any waste.

The power generated is at least several times more powerful than those flashy-looking attacks!

"Boom!!"

The moment the fist hit the wishful stick, a layer of energy ripples vibrated out, and the buildings in all directions were destroyed in an instant!

The Ruyi stick bounced back, faster than before, and smashed into the Great Elder's head with a roar!

The Great Elder's face was instantly pale and distorted, his eyes were full of extreme panic, and he screamed to control the Ruyi Stick, and his body quickly retreated.

"Bang!!"

The power contained in the Ruyi rod that bounced back was far beyond the imagination of the Great Elder, and it still smashed on his head.

The head instantly sunken down, and blood spurted out of his seven orifices, falling straight down.

"Khooth!"

The wishful stick then fell to the ground with a thud.

Quiet!

Deathly quiet!

No one could have imagined that the Great Elder would be knocked to death with such a stick, and he would be knocked to death by his own wishful stick!

Isn't the Great Elder the Great Grandmaster realm? How could he be so vulnerable!

Is there something wrong with the eyes, and it should be Yan Yangtian who was knocked out of his head with a stick, not the Great Elder.

No way!

No way!

It is absolutely right to die, it cannot be a great elder!

"I'm sorry, I wanted to spare your life, but you're too weak to even control your own magic weapon. ”

Yan Yangtian's faint voice sounded, echoing in everyone's ears.

Wake up instantly.

It's not that there is a problem with his eyes, but that the Great Elder is really dead, and he was knocked to death by his own wishful stick......