Ling tripod

Suddenly.

Two figures jumped out of the dense forest.

These two people looked middle-aged, one fat and one thin, the fat one was like Wu Neng, the thin one was like Wu Kong, they were two extremes.

However, Chu Yan did not look down on them at all, because the aura of these two people was not something that a cultivator in the Qi training period could achieve. Qi Tianlie, a strong man in the foundation building period, actually sent two strong men in the foundation building period to rob and kill him at the same time.

"Get out of here!"

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

Although Chu Yan had no feelings for Hua Mengqi, he couldn't help but rush over when he heard that she was in danger. People are not plants and trees, who can be heartless? After all, the two have lived together for so many years. Although Hua Mengqi was wrong in the past, Chu Yan knew that she had her own difficulties.

Although Chu Yan could not say that he loved Hua Mengqi, he had no hatred in his heart.

After shouting, Chu Yan's aura burst out without reservation.

"Sure enough, he has some tricks!"

The fat on the fat man's face was throbbing, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes. The aura that Chu Yan was exuding at this time was almost catching up with him.

"Brother Fat, this is a bit prickly!"

The thin man looked at Chu Yan with a vigilant look on his face, and said to the fat man beside him.

"Don't hold back, be careful of a 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 that Chu Yan had killed the blood demon, but he thought that Chu Yan must have some rare treasure that could restrain the blood demon, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat him, so he told the two that Chu Yan had accidentally killed a self-righteous foundation-building cultivator. I wonder if the blood demon would be so angry that he would vomit blood when he heard this.

Qi Tianlie thought that Chu Yan's actual strength was not as good as Hua Tengming, a cultivator in the first level of the foundation-building period. Even if he had just broken through, he was definitely not the opponent of two cultivators in the first level of the foundation-building period.

Qi Tianlie hired these two assassins at a high price. As assassins have their own dignity, assassins in the foundation building stage will not attack together with assassins in the Qi training stage. This is the rule of the assassin world.

So Qi Tianlie prepared the sixty Qi training stage appetizers for Chu Yan in advance, thinking that with Chu Yan's greatly reduced strength, these two assassins in the foundation building stage can definitely kill him easily.

However, Qi Tianlie underestimated Chu Yan's strength.

"Kill!"

Chu Yan drove the flying boat towards the two people at a high speed, his hands constantly tapped on the array pattern cannon, and pieces of spiritual stones turned into powder. In an instant, more than ten golden light beams blasted towards the two people.

"Oh oh..."

The black girl did not show any weakness. Her two white wings flapped violently, and more than ten meters long sharp ice cones blasted towards the two people.

"Fat brother, I'll do it!"

As the thin man spoke, a stack of bamboo slips appeared in his hand. The bamboo slips flew into the air and immediately unfolded and swelled in the wind, instantly turning into the size of a storefront board, with dark golden words on it shining brightly.

Low-grade spiritual weapon: Golden Bamboo Slip

"Boom boom..."

The light was dazzling, ice chips were flying everywhere, more than ten golden light beams from the array cannon and more than ten ice cones from Hei Niu came in an instant and hit the bamboo slip.

The light on the golden bamboo slip flashed, and the damage caused by Chu Yan and the demon's attack was almost negligible.

"Interesting! Fatty, come on!"

The thin man said lightly, and dozens of dark golden characters on the golden bamboo slip floated out, and they grew into the size of millstones in the wind and blasted towards Chu Yan.

"Just watch!"

The fat man's waist bag flashed, and a palm-sized green ruler flew out. The small ruler suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a height of three meters and slapped towards Chu Yan.

Low-grade spiritual weapon: Zhangtian Ruler

"Slaughter Immortal Stick, come out!"

Chu Yan shouted, and the Slaughter Immortal Stick suddenly flew out and blasted towards those millstone-sized dark golden ones.

"Boy, yours is just a magic weapon. You are asking for trouble if you want to compete with my spiritual weapon. What..."

The thin man's eyes widened when he was halfway through his words. He saw the dark iron rod shining brightly, and it was unstoppable. Every time it hit him, it could smash a golden light word.

"You, yours is an ancient magic weapon!"

The thin man exclaimed, and a trace of greed appeared on his face the next moment. He quickly chanted the magic formula with both hands, and the light on the golden bamboo slip in front of him burst out. Suddenly, dozens of dark golden light words flew out again.

This time was different from the previous time. The dark golden light words were dazzling and began to combine continuously, and finally turned into a "print" word as big as a house.

The huge "print" word slammed towards Chu Yan.