C895 Thousand Slaughter Chu Yan
C895 Thousand Slaughter Chu Yan
Many of the people who were looking at Chu Yan now started to lose focus.
They even wondered if they were dreaming.
Just a moment ago, so many people had attacked at the same time, and even if it was just a Earth Origin Stage, at this moment, he was afraid that they had already been smashed into pieces.
As for him, a mere Pulse Condensation Stage, even though it was only Mastery of the Third Stage of Pulse Condensation, he was not injured in the slightest.
"He, he's forcing it! He's pretending!"
One of them let out a loud roar.
Chu Yan didn't even turn his head as he used his backhand to smash his halberd.
The cultivator was instantly sliced in half from the middle.
He killed without any hesitation.
Chu Yan used facts to prove that no one could last as long as he could.
At this moment, all of the cultivators present only had one thought in their minds: How did he do it?
"If you want to blame someone, then blame me for being even more hardworking than you."
Seemingly seeing through everyone's thoughts, Chu Yan sneered.
Just now, Chu Yan did not dodge, he relied solely on his physical body to withstand the wave of powerful killing moves.
Chu Yan's reason was because of his immortal demon body.
It was a hell-like cultivation which he had experienced before in order to raise his immortal demon body.
At his current level, if the sword and saber wanted to hurt him again at the same level, it would undoubtedly be wishful thinking.
No matter how many blades, swords, and martial skills he had, they were all just a meaningless accumulation of numbers.
If he failed to achieve a qualitative change, he would not be able to harm Chu Yan.
And the so-called qualitative change would only be from a sharp weapon to a spirit weapon.
However, cultivators with Pulse Condensation Stage couldn't use spiritual weapons at all.
All the cultivators present naturally did not know what kind of price Chu Yan had to pay for his immortal demon body.
Furthermore, he didn't know that under the attack of the same weapon, the defense of the immortal demon body would become stronger and stronger.
In other words, the more Chu Yan fought, the stronger he became!
If it was the beginning, he would have been able to contend against everyone.
Then right now, he could crush everyone on the spot!
No one understood the reasoning behind it, so in the silence, everyone could only hear their own violent heartbeats.
"It's our turn next."
Chu Yan did not care about the shocked gazes of the crowd.
These people came to kill him.
From the initial hundred people, to the current thousand people.
And he was alone!
Since that was the case, why couldn't he just kill his way back?!
Moreover, I, Chu Yan did kill someone, there's no need to explain.
All of a sudden, Chu Yan's body seemed to be releasing an aura that could suppress the world.
At this moment, with an absolute aura of power, he faced the crowd and exuded the strongest pressure.
A single person was able to crush a thousand people.
I saw a thousand people alone!
"Extreme Angry Sword Intent!"
"blood sacrifice technique!"
One was the terrifying killing weapon of the Half-step spirit weapon, while the other was the arm of a gigantic beast.
Chu Yan attacked brazenly.
Countless blood waves gushed out with a wave of his hand.
Everywhere they went, every cultivator was killed.
Circle after circle, layer after layer.
The empty ground around Chu Yan grew larger and larger.
The blood on the ground was getting thicker.
The area around the mountain turned into a battleground, a bloody hell.
Of the Wan Hai Sect Disciple who took out the metal awl previously, there was one who was still alive.
Seeing this scene, he was scared out of his wits. Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran.
Chu Yan swept his arm across.
A metal awl landed on the ground and shot out furiously like a meteor, blasting this cultivator into smithereens.
The cultivators that attacked Chu Yan previously, were all killed by him in an instant.
Almost all of these people were smashed into smithereens.
His body split into pieces and scattered everywhere.
The other cultivators' faces were all deathly pale and filled with panic.
However, they had no chance to escape!
Chu Yan extended his arm and fiercely smashed it into the ground, his five fingers digging deep into the rock stratum.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
He lifted up a rock that could hold dozens of people.
The cultivator standing on the rock screamed out in pain and fell to the ground.
The Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd in Chu Yan's other hand followed suit.
BOOM!
A single critical strike from up in the air seemed to be able to shatter a mountain of steel.
The dozen or so cultivators were instantly and thoroughly destroyed.
Let alone the corpses, everyone turned into a bloody mist in an instant. They wiggled continuously in midair, not dispersing at all.
"How is this possible!"
"Quick, run!"
"Why can't I beat this guy!"
"He's not immortal, he's invincible!"
"Quick, run!"
"If we don't run now, we won't be able to escape!"
"This is a monster!"
Aside from the explosions, screams, and howls, the greatest scene that could be heard was the hoarse shouting of terror.
Mastery of the Third Stage of Pulse Condensation alone was chasing after and killing over a thousand cultivators of the same level.
No one could stop him.
No one dared to stop him!
As long as they saw Chu Yan taking action, all of them would be scared out of their wits!
But Chu Yan did not care about that.
As long as an enemy appeared in front of his eyes, he would die.
Nobody can escape!
Boiling hot blood constantly fell on his body.
Chu Yan was like a demon at the moment.
A hundred!
Two hundred!
Three hundred!
Four hundred!
When Chu Yan had killed five hundred people and all he could see was blood, the cultivators at the scene started to run away.
There were initially a small number of people waiting for Chu Yan to exhaust his energy so that they could seize the opportunity to kill him.
But with Chu Yan's current performance, let alone killing them, even running away would be a problem for them!
Thus, this time in Canine God Mountain, a wondrous sight appeared.
The cultivators on the mountain, who were originally scared out of their wits, were now running down the mountain with their lives on the line. Then, they came face to face with the cultivators who were about to go up the mountain.
And this wall, allowed Chu Yan to smoothly catch up.
"Extreme Angry Sword Intent!"
In the blink of an eye, the sea of blood soared to the sky again.
No one would have thought that it would develop to such a state.
In the midst of the fierce battle, the number of cultivators that died at Chu Yan's hands also increased rapidly.
Six hundred!
Seven hundred!
Eight hundred!
Nine hundred!
Nine hundred and fifty!
Nine hundred and ninety!
Swish!
Following a row of six or seven cultivators being sliced at the waist, Chu Yan had already killed a total of a thousand people who were at the same level as him.
At this moment, he suddenly sneered and took a step forward.
The cultivators blocking in front of him revealed expressions of shock. Before they could even react, they were smashed into pieces by Chu Yan.
With a wave of his hand, he tore apart the blood mist and grabbed at the black skinned cultivator in front of him.
Before Chu Yan killed people, he killed at least one of them.
Many times, just a wave of the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd would cause at least five or six cultivators to die.
The blood sacrifice technique was even more terrifying, its behemoth like arms, could kill anyone that touched it.
However, at this moment, he only managed to tear off one of the dark skinned cultivator's arm.
And this cultivator, with a leap, landed on a large rock nearby.
The cultivator had lost an arm, but on his face, there was no pain or injury at all. He squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Yan.
After a moment, this cultivator spat out a sentence, "How do you know it's me?"