Reborn Wang Yuyan

"You?" Wang Yuyan couldn't help but say one word when she thought of the domineering name of Tianwang Heart Tonic Needle.

The tone of the word "you" sounded so harsh to Zhu Baokun, and he suddenly said angrily: "Is it because you look down on me?"

"Of course not, but once you take action, I have a desire to tell the truth." Reborn in Tianlong, Wang Yuyan's mind was full of secrets. She wanted to talk about it, but she had no one to talk to, and she was almost suffocating.

It exploded. It was actually not a pleasant feeling to have everyone drunk and me alone awake.

"What do you mean by this?" Zhu Baokun's expression suddenly turned gloomy, his face suddenly became filled with murderous intent, and he asked sternly.

"Nothing else." Wang Yuyan said nonchalantly, raised her sword and walked to the center of the flower hall, looked around, and then said in a clear voice, "No need to go to such trouble. Since everyone wants to test it, why not come together. I think this

I have been thinking about it for a long time, I want to fight - thirty!"

In the past, Ye Wen wanted to fight ten, and the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead. Wang Yuyan asked herself that the old man was better than the old man, so of course he had to fight thirty. What's more, the total number of active opponents present was almost thirty.

As soon as the words came out, the echo of "I want to hit thirty" seemed to be lingering in the flower hall, stirring the hearts of everyone in the flower hall. Everyone looked at each other, and the flower hall suddenly fell silent again.

In layman's terms, although Wang Yuyan looked like a master at the beginning, she was not necessarily very fierce. However, suddenly, her momentum increased infinitely, and her combat power suddenly reached 10,000, which made people feel high.

A feeling of unattainability.

Duan Yu was also dumbfounded like a fool, and A'Zhu Abi was even more stunned.

"Don't let me, a little girl, look down on you guys, come forward and have a fight with me." As Wang Yuyan spoke, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. It was hard to tell, but she was succeeding.

Smirk, or laugh disdainfully.

But no matter what kind of smile it is, in the eyes of the people of Qingcheng Sect and Qinjiazhai, it becomes a scornful smile, a devilish smile drawn by an immortal.

It was okay to be laughed at by a woman, so all the men became angry.

When the poem "140,000 people were all disarmed, and not a single man was a man" came out, their anger was burning brightly. Buddhas competed for a stick of incense, and people took a breath of life. Their anger was exhausted at this moment.

The water of the Nine Heavens is probably already difficult to quench.

"Miss Wang?" Duan Yu finally came to his senses, and when he saw those pair of burning red eyes, he couldn't help but asked in fear.

"I know it in my heart. You should retreat quickly to avoid being accidentally injured." Thirty people came to attack her. She was not the real Yue Nv Sword Ah Qing, but she didn't have the magic power of a sword that could be used by millions of masters.

After A'Zhu, A Bi and Duan Yu retreated to the corridor outside, Wang Yuyan drew her sword in her hand, glanced at the "masters" of the two factions who were still hesitant, and swam forward as soon as her feet moved.

With Lingbo Weibu at your side, you can take the head of a general out of a million troops.

Having taken the initiative and won in the chaos, Wang Yuyan was full of confidence at this time.

When Wang Yuyan moved, Zhu Baokun at the front also moved. He had a steel awl in his left hand and a small hammer in his right hand. When the small hammer hit the tail of the awl, a sharp "chi" sound was heard, and the sound broke through the air like a scream.

A concealed weapon shot towards Wang Yuyan's chest.

Wang Yuyan, who had long been prepared for Zhu Baokun's Heavenly King Heart-Building Needle, tilted her upper body to let go of the three-inch-long powerful steel needle. She immediately stepped forward without waiting for Zhu Baokun to continue firing.

As soon as the sword was stretched out, it split the flowers and brushed the willows, and two sword flowers swayed out. When there was no time to shoot, they hit Zhu Baokun's left and right wrists.

Zhu Baokun's wrists hurt, and the steel awl in his left hand and the small hammer in his right hand fell down. Then there was a tight squeeze from behind, but at some point, Wang Yuyan's cotton-soft palm was silently attached to his vest. This

With just one powerful blow from the palm, he would be seriously injured even if he was not dead. He was so frightened that his soul broke out and he was dripping with cold sweat.

It was too late to escape. He almost closed his eyes and prepared to die, but after a long time, no pain came, and the stretchy palm had disappeared. When he quickly found his luck, he found that less than half of his internal energy had leaked out, and his body was not seriously injured.

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"She didn't kill me, haha, I'm still alive..." Zhu Baokun escaped from death and became a little crazy. He opened his eyes and looked around, and found that there were many people similar to him, and some stood blankly.

They were motionless there, some fell limply to the ground, and peeed...

"This is……"

Wang Yuyan swam among the crowd with her tiny steps, like a fish in the water, like a slanting wind and a driving rain. She looked in front and suddenly behind her. Her movements were unpredictable. When she shot down someone's weapon, she would easily suck away that person's weapon.

Some internal power. She is already familiar with the Beiming Divine Art and is very proficient in it. As long as her internal power is better than that of her opponent, she can absorb the internal power no matter which meridian or acupuncture point it is. Unlike Duan Yu, who is only limited to one area.

In this way, the more she exerted her internal energy, the more her spirit became stronger instead of sluggish. In the midst of the gloom and gloom, she became even more energetic, as dazzling as a stream of light.

Bang!

The single sword of Qinjiazhai leader Yao Bodang was shot down. Almost at the same time, the weapons of the two elders Sima Lin and Jiang Meng, the leaders of Qingcheng faction, were also shot down.

Wang Yuyan sheathed her long sword, but the advantage was unyielding. She struck out with her left palm, forcing Yao Bodang to confront her. Once the palms were opposed, the Qi machine activated the internal force, and he was unable to do anything under the powerful suction of Beiming Divine Art.

When he pulled it back again, Yao Bo's right palm was stuck, and his internal energy continued to leak out.

However, Wang Yuyan won one person and still did not give up. She took Yao Bo and stepped on the Five Elements and Bagua, shaking the wood for a while, leaving the fire for a while, and then turned to the dry gold again. Her right hand did not stop. Others could not hit her, but she

She could pull, lead, grab and beat them non-stop, only to hear screams again and again. After a while, six people were stuck to her left and right palms, like grasshoppers, connected in a string.

Yao Bodang and Sima Lin were the first to bear the brunt, but all their internal energy rushed out like a mud cow into the sea. Unconsciously, more than half of it melted. They complained in their hearts and regretted that they had been fooled in the first place. Everyone behind them also wanted to fly away with wings.

, any big hatred or deep hatred, go to hell.

Duan Yu on the side was dumbfounded, and after a while he blurted out: "Isn't this the 'Beiming Magic' left by the immortal sister in Langhuan Paradise? How can Miss Wang know it?"

"'Beiming Divine Skill', Mr. Duan, tell me, this magical martial arts is 'Beiming Divine Skill'?" A'Zhu looked at it with great interest, his eyes were shining brightly, his little palms kept slapping each other, and his own perfume was ruined

She was completely confused, and now that Miss Wang was helping her vent her anger, of course she was very happy.

At this time, Wang Yuyan had joined more than ten people in a chain. Except for those who were knocked down, everyone present was chained together, just like a lion and a dragon dance. If you go east, you will go east, and if you go west, you will go west.

"Yeah, but it seems that Miss Wang has learned much better than me."

"Could it be that you also know this 'Beiming Divine Art'?"

"I just learned a little bit of residual musical notation, but I can't call it a master."

While the two were talking, the "fierce fight" in the flower hall had almost come to an end.

"Ouch..."

As Wang Yuyan spat out her palms slightly and shook her palms, the dozen or so people connected together suddenly fell to the ground, screaming in agony.