Spiritual Furnace

After three days in the peak, Chu Yan went all the way to the finals, which shocked everyone. The people originally thought that Chu Yan just a moment ago breakthrough to the Qi Condensation Period Third layer must be unstable, the Audi of the ordinary During the Condensation period, the Third Layer practitioners couldn't beat them, but the reality was to ruin their eyes. –

Chu Yan killed the group finals, never used a physical force, never applied a magic spell, relying on a domineering big iron bar and a brute force.

Chu Yan is now the real strength of the Qi Condensation period Eighth Layer, and after forging the body in the black light column, it is now physically strong enough to challenge the Tenth Layer repairer with the Qi Condensation period, plus the big iron rod with more than 200 kilograms. The repairer of the strength of the ordinary is not really an opponent of Chu Yan.

Today is the group final~

A cold-faced man stood opposite Chu Yan, who was named Zhao Yunhai and had reached the Qi Condensation Period.

“Chu Yan, I have to admit that you are a personal thing, but your wonderful day is coming to an end. You know the gap between the Middle Stage and the Qi Condensation Early Stage!”

Zhao Yunhai looks at Chu Yan's heart reveals a hint of admiration, but at the same time, there is a hint of hotness in the eyes. Some people want Chu Yan's life, and such subordinates can only be obedient.

"let's start!"

Chu Yan is a faint phrase.

"Well, I will see how your soldiers can resist me this Immortal Family magical tool~!"

Zhao Yunhai spit out a word, and saw a three-foot flying sword flying out of his savings bag with a light azure of rays of light.

"Go~"

Zhao Yunhai lowered Sword Art, single finger moved towards Chu Yan, and the flying sword was moved towards Chu Yan.

"You said who can win this time?"

"Crap, of course, Zhao Yunhai, do you think that the soldiers can fight the magical tool?"

However, the next moment this person is wide-eyed:

"嘭~"

Chu Yan both hands Holding the iron rod toward the flying sword, a huge metal crash came out, and the flying sword was directly shaken by such a huge force.

"What?? Is that really an ordinary iron bar?"

“Can you fight with the magical tool? This~”

“Chu Yan still does not use physical force ~”

……

The people onlookers were all surprised. Zhao Yunhai was complicated and pale, and the magical tool was damaged. He was also injured.

"kill ~"

Zhao Yunhai screamed, and once again missed Sword Art, the light azure rays of light above the flying sword suddenly a big magnificence burst, and flew toward Chu Yan again.

Chu Yan had a faint smile on his face, moving toward Zhao Yunhai step by step.

"嘭~"

The flying sword came from the side of Chu Yan and was still flying by Chu Yan.

"嘭~"

Flying sword and then came from Chu Yan, Chu Yan is like a long-eyed eye, once again, a stick of flying ~

"嘭嘭~"

In the eyes of everyone like a monster, Chu Yan underestimated the flying sword and flew Chu Yan again and again, and kept approaching Zhao Yunhai.

"嘭~"

The flying sword was once again flying out by Chu Yan, and Zhao Yunhai’s mouth corner was full of blood and stood in front of Chu Yan.

"Do you want to fight again?"

Chu Yan once again took the flying sword and put the iron rod on his shoulder, a faint phrase.

"I haven't lost yet~"

At this moment, Zhao Yunhai suddenly stretched out from behind, and a light azure splint condensed in his hand.

"Dead~"

Low grade four-grain magic spell :azure wood

"It's too slow~"

Chu Yan faintly, has appeared on Zhao Yunhai's side of the boxing bombardment on his stomach, Zhao Yunhai body directly into a 'bow' shape, and then a stream of blood spouted out of the ring.

"Chu Yan on the 18th, win!"

The referee read the results after a brief embarrassment.

On the fourth day of the small peak in the peak, the final winners of the 50 groups decided to decide.

Every soldier is hard against the magical tool, and the body power is extremely abnormal. The story about Chu Yan is once again spread throughout the Dragon Peak. In the eyes of everyone, Chu Yan is not like an immortal cultivator, but more like a warrior of secular world.

"Shepherd, do you give me this way?"

Qi Tianlie sings coldly snorted.

"Master, the disciples did not expect this Chu Yan to hide so deep, but even if his physical strength is powerful, it is only the cultivation base of the Third Condensation Period, as long as the test continues, he will not die soon."

The lacquer carvings respectfully said that every day Chu Yan's opponents were told by the lacquered priests that Chu Yan had to die, but Chu Yan's performance was unexpected.

In a corner of the square~

Chu Yan is still sitting alone on a big iron rod, and the bore eyes are deep, no one knows that he is thinking about What.

“Chu Yan, Senior Sister wants to see you!”

Huang Xiaowen did not know when she appeared next to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan smiled a little and didn't have too much mood swings. It was already possible for Hua Mengqi Chu Yan to face it.

Flying dragon in a remote grove~

"Xiao Wen, let's go first~"

In the grove, there are only two people, Chu Yan and Hua Mengqi.

"Chu Yan, I didn't expect you to be ~"

“First Senior Sister has nothing to say!”

Chu Yan's cold words interrupted Hua Mengqi.

Hua Mengqi has a colic in her heart, but she also knows that all of this is her own self-sufficiency. "Chu Yan, the master wants you to die, the lacquered Senior Brother has let those who confront you confront you, to your present. Strength, you are going to escape~"

Chu Yan complexion shows a cold smile: "Is it finished? My life and death of Chu Yan seems to have nothing to do with First Senior Sister!"

Hua Mengqi was shocked and remembered the wild 'Hugh' written with blood on the retired book that Huang Xiaowen brought back. Yes, he has already taken a break.

"Chu Yan, I just don't want you to die~"

Hua Mengqi expression

"How can I not die? How is it dead? It is my own thing. Since I chose to give up, there is no need to have any more." Xian Fan is different, Mo Qiangqiu! 'This is what Senior Sister taught me, and said goodbye. ”

Chu Yan's voice is cold, and he turns to leave.

"I~"

Hua Mengqi Speaking and ending, Chu Yan slammed forward and pulled Hua Mengqi closer into his arms, one hand holding Hua Mengqi's head.

The lips of the two kissed tightly together~

Chu Yan's kiss is very overbearing. Hua Mengqi feels dizzy after a short period of rebellion. Nothing else, she closes the beautiful eyes and asks Chu Yan to ask for it. Two lines of tears pour down from it, tears flow in. In the lips, it is bitter.

For a long time, lip points~

Hua Mengqi opened his eyes and looked at the complicated look at Chu Yan.

"This is what you owe me. From then on, you and I will be a stranger and leave."

Chu Yan’s words are deeply stabbed in the heart of Hua Mengqi.

The long-awaited picture reappeared in his mind:

A little boy said to a famous girl: "Senior Sister, can I kiss you when I am?"

The girl is ashamed. "You, you are sixteen years old, I will let you kiss~"

Who kissed the tears of that kiss?

Ps: Burning tears, the results are very sad reminder, I hope everyone supports, everyone's support is the motivation for Xiaoqian writing! Seeking recommendations, collections, thanks~