Chapter 62 Wait for Me, 3 Years!

"Brother Chu Yan, are you alright!"

Yue'er turned to look at Chu Yan nervously.

"Yue'er, it's okay, it doesn't matter!"

Chu Yan smiled softly and said softly

"Yue'er, I won't let you leave me!"

As soon as the voice fell, two auras rose up in front of him, one of which clearly had killing intent.

"What kind of thing are you! Garbage-like things are also worthy of being compared with the Young Palace Master!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, and suddenly swung out a palm, the palm wind passed by, rushed towards Chu Yan, and instantly slapped Chu Yan's left face.

puff!

A blood mist spewed out, and Chu Yan's body flew upside down immediately, landing heavily on the ground.

"Brother Chu Yan!"

Yue'er was in a hurry, so she ran over and helped Chu Yan up.

"Yue'er, get out of the way!"

Chu Yan wiped the bloodshot at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were blood red, he stood up from the ground, reached behind his back, pulled the Thunder Sword in his hand, glared at Ye Feng, and walked towards him step by step.

"Trash! Are you looking for death?"

Ye Feng looked at Chu Yan who was approaching with cold eyes, raised his right hand, and a burst of infuriating energy rushed out, but the energy was unpleasant, and he slowly rushed towards Chu Yan.

"Little Lord…!"

Mo Xiong struggled to get up from the ground, gritted his teeth, and suddenly rushed in front of Chu Yan. He was hit in the back by the energy, spewing a mouthful of dirty blood, and his body swirled and was thrown into the air.

"Mo Xiong...!"

Chu Yan's infuriating rage, looking at Mo Xiong who was thrown into the air, his eyes were splitting!

"Young master, little...heart!"

After Zong Tian saw Mo Xiong fly away, the energy was only stagnant, and he still rushed straight towards Chu Yan. He immediately slammed into the injured body and raised his true energy, just like Mo Xiong, and rushed to Chu Yan. In front of him, block the qi with his body.

bump!

The ball of energy slammed on Zong Tian, ​​Zong Tian roared violently, and after only half a breath, he turned his body and was still knocked into the air. One of the ones that fell from mid-air fell to the ground. fainted.

"what….!"

Under Chu Yan's roar, his whole body was full of infuriating energy, Rakshasa's real body was possessed, and his eyes immediately became as red as blood.

"Jianyi Wushuang's Ascension Sword Style!"

The right foot stomped out, and the blue long sword in his hand turned into a thunderstorm, bringing out bursts of swords that broke through the air, and stabbed straight at the Qi Jin.

hum!

The sword entered the air mass, but the body of the sword suddenly trembled.

Click!

In less than half a breath, the Thunder Sword that was wrapped by the air mass actually cracked open. In Chu Yan's shocked eyes, it was twisted into a dozen pieces and fell to the ground.

And that group of energy, also disappeared.

Chu Yan looked at the dozen or so pieces of sword body on the ground, his expression stiffened, and his eyes were full of astonishment when he looked up at the young man.

This young man in his twenties not only blasted Mo Xiong and Zong Tian away with one move, but at the same time, he was unable to resist even his full-strength sword.

Even the Thunder Sword, a long sword comparable to the acquired spirit treasure, was destroyed by this group of energy.

Just one hit!

"what!"

Ye Feng's face was startled, and he raised his hand again, ready to shoot Chu Yan directly.

Yue'er rushed over, stood in front of Chu Yan, picked up a fragment of the Thunder Sword from the ground, and pressed it towards her throat.

"If you hurt Brother Chu Yan again, I'll be right in front of you!"

Everyone's faces changed greatly at the same time, and they kept exclaiming.

"Yue'er, don't!"

"Young Palace Master, no!"

"Daughter, put it down!"

...

A streak of blood appeared on the jade neck, slowly flowing down, that trace of crimson, as red as red, like the only color between heaven and earth.

Chu Yan's heart stabbed for a while, and when he opened and closed his mouth, he couldn't utter a single word.

The deep guilt and self-blame made Chu Yan as if his soul was burning, but he was powerless!

"Daughter, let go... let it go, we promise you."

The lady's frightened Hua Rong turned pale, her face was anxious, and she screamed again and again.

"As long as you go back with me, we will never hurt anyone again!"

Hearing the lady's assurance, Yue'er's whole body loosened, her eyes were red, and she turned to look at Chu Yan.

Two lines of glittering and glittering slipped down, along the pale little face, silently slipped!

"Yue...Yue'er...!"

Chu Yan raised his hand, and just wanted to take a step, but he felt a pressure of qi, and set himself on the spot, unable to move at all!

what!

Chu Yan was furious again, his whole body madly rushing out of true qi, the gray true qi of Rakshasa's true qi surged around Chu Tian's body like a tide, but it stirred the surrounding air, making a harsh rubbing sound.

Right hand trembling, struggling to lift!

but…

It was as if the whole world was on this hand!

A sliver, a millimeter, an inch...

Every time you lift a little distance, a few drops of sweat the size of beans will roll down from your forehead.

Chu Yan's eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth, and the blue veins burst out on his face, but he didn't give up at all, and still just desperately resisted this energy...

Against this heaven-defying strength!

Fight against this injustice!

finally…

The right hand lightly touched the corner of Yue'er's blue shirt, the pure and affectionate clothes in the world, the only attachment in her heart.

Suddenly, a mass of vigor rolled up again, and rolled Yue'er, who was full of tears, to the lady's side.

"Don't waste any more time, let's go!"

The lady frowned slightly, glanced at Chu Yan who was trembling all over, and drank softly.

"Moon!!!"

Chu Yan roared furiously, his voice was like the sound of golden thunder, shaking the world.

"Let go of me, let me go! Brother Chu Yan..."

Yue'er lost her voice in grief, tears swaying, but she couldn't break free from the restraints on her body.

"Junior sister, he is not worthy of you at all, you and him will never be together!"

Ye Feng, whose face is full of hideous colors, said to Yue'er with a gloomy face.

"No... I don't want it, I'm going to be with brother Chu Yan!"

Yue'er ignored her, crying even more sadly, her face like a pear blossom with rain.

"Hey, daughter, you... you are people of the two worlds!" A trace of unbearable flashed in the eyes of the lady, and she finally persuaded softly.

"He is just an ordinary person, but you are the young master of the Jiuling Xuantian Temple in Zhongtian Continent, one of the eight ancient sects. The status is very different, just like heaven and earth. When you return to Xuantian Temple, you will know it. clear."

The sky and the earth, the continent and the sky, as soon as a word falls, it becomes an eternal distance!

"Yue'er! Listen to me!"

Chu Yan's face was solemn, his burning eyes stared at Yue'er tightly, and he said word by word.

"You go with them!"

Yue'er's face changed greatly, her hands covered her trembling red lips, and tears flowed from her eyes.

"But... wait for me, three years...!"

The light in Chu Yan's eyes burst out, like two shining sun, moon and stars, with an unquenchable flame, he continued to speak firmly.

"Three years later, I will definitely find you..."

Today, all of this can't be changed. The other party has Yue'er's relatives, and he also has an irreversible strength like the sky. With his current strength, no matter what he does or says, it is meaningless!

Everything is because of his own strength...too weak!