Reborn Wang Yuyan

Wang Yuyan raised her sword and walked away. Before she got close to the flower hall where the Sichuan Qingcheng sect and the Qinjiazhai oxen, ghosts and snake gods gathered, she heard bursts of noise from a distance. After passing through the moon cave door and entering an aisle, she heard even louder sounds.

There was a lot of people inside, with vulgar shouting and shouting going on.

At the end of the corridor was the flower hall. She was about to push the door in, but unexpectedly someone pushed the door out first. Three big northern men with red faces, each holding a small wine jar and smelling of alcohol, were holding on to the wall and stumbling all the way.

Open the door and go out.

"Hey...outside...outside...how...is there someone else?"

The person who walked quickly opened the door and saw Wang Yuyan. When he glanced drunkenly, he pointed at Wang Yuyan with a mean smile and stammered.

"Come, come...help, help the uncle to put the water...water..."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Wang Yuyan.

A nauseating stench hit her face, and Wang Yuyan couldn't help but frown slightly. She moved her feet to avoid the man's front, stretched out her hand to touch his pulse gate, and pressed the "Laogong point" on his hand with her thumb.

, the man's internal energy was seduced out as he vomited and retracted it, and then was input into her body through the Taiyin Lung Meridian of her thumb's Shaoshang Point.

The man didn't notice it at first, but he waited until his internal power was leaking out. He broke out in a cold sweat after drinking the wine. When he woke up, it was too late and unable to take it back. After two years of continuous absorption of Wang Yuyan's internal power using Beiming Magic,

A little adds up to a lot, and it has already surpassed this man by a lot, so at this time he has the intention to take it back but is unable to do so.

The man following behind was still confused, thinking that his brother was drunk and weak, so he mocked and reached out to help him. This help was like helping someone who was electrocuted, and he even helped him.

At first, I tried hard, but I couldn't help it, so the internal force continued to rise, and the internal force flowed out along the way.

The man's coffin suddenly became clearer. He felt that his hand seemed to be stuck, and he could not break free no matter what. Moreover, his internal energy was flowing away like the Yellow River flooding out of control. When he was panicking, he had no time to distinguish what was going on.

When something happened, he quickly shouted: "Datou, please pull me up."

The third man was also stupid, and because Wang Yuyan was blocked by the people in front of him, he heard the shouting, laughed and cursed a few times, and then followed in the footsteps of the second man.

Naturally, Wang Yuyan would not be polite to these three people who were like grasshoppers in the Qin family village. She concentrated on absorbing the internal energy. Her internal energy was already of a low standard. Once she absorbed all the internal energy of the first man,

After moving to the next level, the suction force becomes stronger and the internal force is absorbed faster.

After a while, the three big men turned into three soft-legged shrimps, and they didn't even have much strength to struggle.

"What are you doing there?" The man in the flower hall who was eating meat and drinking wine finally noticed something was wrong in the aisle. When the three soft-legged shrimps fell to the ground, they saw Wang Yuyan and shouted loudly,

"who?"

As soon as the shouts ended, a total of four big guys from the east and west rushed out, like an eagle fighting a rabbit. With four palms coming out, with two bangs, the two doors leading to the corridor from the flower hall were immediately knocked away at the same time.

How could Wang Yuyan stand still and wait for death? When the four people knocked away the two doors and attacked, Lingbo took a slight step. His whole body was like a top, passing directly between the four people with a gap of a few centimeters, and turned into

In the flower hall.

"What a thief!"

Four people, two Sichuan Qingcheng sect disciples, and two Qinjiazhai strong men, all attacked together, but all of them failed. Instead, they were sent into the flower hall. They couldn't help but feel that they had lost their face. They gritted their teeth and turned around to shout.

Will continue to attack.

"stop!"

However, an old man with a long hair that reached his chest sitting at the east end and a man in his thirties in white robes at the west end stood up to stop at the same time. Neither of them expected that they would shout the same words in unison.

Come, look at the other party coldly, snort heavily and turn around.

"Where did this pretty boy come from?" The white-robed guests at the west end remained silent, but the crowd at the east end didn't understand the truth that silence is golden, and someone immediately started shouting.

"Qitou, you are drunk. This is not a pretty boy. He is clearly Mr. Rabbit." Opposite "Qitou" was a man with a big red wine nose. He looked at Wang Yuyan and made a tut-tut sound.

, "What a handsome Mr. Rabbit, come and drink with me. Drinking without a woman would be boring..."

Saying that, the big red wine trough nose stretched out his hand to pull the person.

"Don't touch her..."

At this time, the three men who had been drained of their inner strength by Wang Yuyan had been carried in. One of them saw the movement of the big red wine trough's nose and shouted quickly despite being exhausted.

But Wang Yuyan stretched out her hand as quickly as he screamed. As soon as their hands touched, Big Red Wine Groove's nose immediately felt as if a ghost had possessed her, and her whole body began to tremble.

"You, you, this is, is, what, a witchcraft... let go, let go, I..." Big Red Wine Groove's nose was sweaty, his eyes were as big as bull's eyes, and he stammered.

"What kind of monster are you, why don't you let go of my brother?" The burly old man at the east end knew something was wrong, so he quickly pulled out the single sword from his waist and struck Wang Yuyan with one blow.

This move was so powerful and powerful that it was necessary to attack the enemy. It was intended to encircle Wei and rescue Zhao, forcing Wang Yuyan to put down her big red wine trough and retreat in the face of difficulties.

In Wang Yuyan's view, most martial arts in the world are invulnerable. The burly old man's move is like the tiger descending the mountain among the five tiger-breaking swords. It is as fierce as it is fierce, but in her opinion, there are flaws everywhere. Her inner strength at this time

You are just sucking to the critical point, you just need to work harder and you can finish sucking, how can you give up halfway.

Clang!

Wang Yuyan's right hand, Bei Ming Yun Gong, was busy, and she saw the single sword that was about to hit, and immediately drew the sword with her free left hand, striking out with lightning speed.

After two years of systematic practice, the sword-drawing technique is now different from what it was back then. In addition to being extremely fast in drawing the sword, she is also ingenious in stabbing apples, fallen leaves, flies, mosquitoes, etc. with extreme accuracy.

Moreover, from the beginning of her sword training, she had been determined to develop left-right fighting skills and use high-end skills to make up for the lack of internal strength.

It's not that smart people can't learn the art of left-right fighting, but that people with complex minds can't practice it. Whether it's Wang Yuyan or "Wang Yuyan", they are both simple-minded people, and if they know one thing clearly, they can put in the effort

I did it. As a result, no one taught me the art of fighting each other, so I had to figure it out on my own. There was no great progress, and there was no difference between the left and right hands.

Therefore, she can draw a sword with her left hand and use it with great strength.

There was a soft ding sound, and the burly old man felt that before the single sword could hit him, he was immediately hit by a sword light. The single sword suddenly tilted to one side, and the force of the sword was exhausted. He was startled and wanted to

He retracted it, but the single sword that was tilted out was hit by three more swords. It was just when the old strength had been exhausted and the new strength was not yet generated, he secretly said something bad and quickly retreated.

This step back was only three or four steps. When he stopped and took back his stance, the single sword was still buzzing, and he was shocked in his heart: so fast, so accurate, such a powerful sword. Fortunately, her arm strength is not strong, otherwise the single sword in her hand would be too much.

Being knocked away would be a huge loss of face.

Just when the burly old man retreated, Wang Yuyan just finished her work, put down the big red wine trough nose like a dead dog, turned around and just took five steps, she suddenly heard a whistle behind her.