Chapter 138

Suddenly.

Two figures jumped out of the jungle.

These two people are middle-aged, one is fat and the other is thin, fat like Wu Neng, thin like Wukong, they are two extremes.

However, there is no contempt for the two of them, Chu Yan, because the aura of these two people cannot be achieved by cultivators in the Qi training period. Own.

"Go away!"

Chu Yan was very anxious at this time. If he was dragged by these two guys again, he might not be able to save Hua Mengqi.

Although Chu Yan has long lost his affection for Hua Mengqi, when he heard that Hua Mengqi was in danger, he couldn't help rushing over. Although Hua Mengqi was wrong, Chu Yan knew that she also had her own difficulties.

Although Chu Yan can't talk about love for Hua Mengqi, he has no hatred in his heart.

Under the violent drink, Chu Yan burst out with unreserved momentum.

"Sure enough, there are some means!"

The fat on the fat man's face twitched and there was a glint of light in his eyes. At this moment, Chu Yan's aura was about to catch up with him.

"Fat brother, this ballast is a bit tricky!"

The thin man looked at Chu Yan with a wary expression, and said to the fat man beside him.

"Don't keep your hands, be careful of capsize in the gutter! I heard that this kid once killed a self-righteous foundation-building cultivator!"

The fat man said in a heavy voice.

Qi Tianlie naturally knew about Chu Yan beheading the blood demon, but he thought that Chu Yan must have some special treasure to restrain the blood demon, otherwise it would never be possible to defeat it, so he told the two that Chu Yan had collided by mistake. Killed a self-proclaimed foundation cultivator. I don't know if the blood demon will vomit blood when he hears this.

Qi Tianlie thought that Chu Yan's actual strength was not comparable to Hua Tengming, a first-level cultivator of the foundation-building stage.

These two killers were hired by Qi Tianlie at a huge price. The killers had the dignity of killers. The killers in the foundation-building stage would not shoot with the killers in the Qi-training stage. This was the rule of the killer world.

Therefore, Qi Tianlie prepared the appetizers for Chu Yan in advance of the sixty Qi training period, thinking that with Chu Yan's strength greatly reduced, these two killers in the Foundation Establishment period would definitely be able to kill him easily.

However, Qi Tianlie underestimated Chu Yan's strength.

"kill!"

Chu Yan drove the flying boat towards the two of them at high speed, and his hands kept moving on the pattern cannon. Pieces of spirit stones turned into powder, and in an instant, more than ten golden beams of light blasted towards the two.

"Whoa whoa…"

The black girl did not show weakness, two white wings slammed together, and suddenly a sharp ice cone with a length of more than ten meters slammed towards the two of them.

"Fat brother, I'm coming!"

Between the thin man's words, a stack of bamboo slips appeared in his hand, and the bamboo slips flew into the air and immediately spread out in the wind, and instantly turned into the size of a facade, and the dark golden characters on it were dazzling.

Low-grade spiritual tool: Golden Bamboo Slips

"Boom..."

The rays of light were dazzling, the ice chips splashed all over, and more than ten golden beams of light from the pattern cannon and more than ten ice picks from the black girl instantly bombarded the bamboo slips.

Chu Yan's attack by one person and one monster during the flickering light on the golden bamboo slips was almost negligible.

"It's interesting! Fat brother, come on!"

The thin man whispered, and dozens of dark golden characters floated out from the golden bamboo slips, and all of them turned into the size of a grinding disc in the wind and blasted towards Chu Yan.

"Look at it!"

There was a flash of light from the savings bag on the fat man's waist, and a palm-sized emerald ruler flew out. This small ruler suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a height of three meters and shot towards Chu Yan.

Low-grade spiritual tool: Zhang Tianchi

"Slaughter Immortal Stick, come out!"

Chu Yan shouted violently, and the Immortal Killing Stick suddenly flew out, slamming towards those dark golden millstones.

"Boy, you're just a magic weapon. It's a shame to want to compete with my magic weapon, what..."

Halfway through the words, the thin man widened his eyes, and saw that the dark iron rod was shining like a broken bamboo, and each stick could smash a golden light character.

"You, you are an ancient magic weapon!"

The thin man exclaimed, and the next moment his face showed a hint of greed, his hands quickly chanted the magic formula, the golden bamboo slips in front of him were full of light, and dozens of dark golden light words flew out again.

This time, it was different from before, only to see that the dazzling light of the dark golden light began to combine continuously, and finally turned into a 'seal' the size of a house.

The huge 'yin' slammed towards Chu Yan.