Reborn Wang Yuyan

After getting rid of Yun Zhonghe, Wang Yuyan, who thought she had inherited the decisive spirit of ancient knights, couldn't bear it. In her previous life, she was a law-abiding young man and a good citizen in the new world. Such things as murder were further away than the clouds in the sky.

, it is impossible to have anything to do with her.

Now that the killing ban was broken, she couldn't help but feel a bit of a shadow in her heart. Although she kept telling herself in her heart: Anyone who can kill a lewd thief like Yun Zhonghe who does all kinds of evil will be punished. Killing one is a killing, and killing ten is a killing.

It's also killing. She takes action when it's time to take action. She is doing chivalry. What's more, she is reborn, and she can't help herself in the world. In this world where chivalry has no restrictions, either you kill me or I kill you.

Fist is always harder than reason.

"I can be considered a hero now, even though I am a 'female hero'..."

Wang Yuyan smiled bitterly and left the dense forest.

Smiling and forgetting her worries, she took a deep breath and forced all the negative emotions behind her. She sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone and practiced her martial arts, refining and absorbing the internal energy from twenty Xixia warriors and Yun Zhonghe. She was familiar with the road.

Although a lot of internal energy has been absorbed this time, the refining process is not slow. The air is as restless as running water, and the mind is as calm as a mountain without moving!

The mountain wind blew by, the clothes rustled, and the hunter made a sound.

Wang Yuyan heard the movement and slowly opened her eyes. She turned around and saw that it was indeed him, so she said two words lazily.

"You came!"

Hearing this greeting that sounded like an old friend waiting for him, the Xixia warrior who caught up was shocked. His stiff face showed no expression, but his eyes were the windows to the soul and could not hide the flash of shock.

But he had the depth of a city in his chest and the dangers of mountains and rivers in his heart. He pretended not to know what was going on and asked: "Girl, are you asking me?"

"Is there anyone else in this wilderness?" Wang Yuyan remained calm, her face was as calm as the wind, as lonely as snow, and she replied leisurely, "Actually, you should answer me like this, 'I'm here.'

Then I went on to say, 'You shouldn't have come,' and finally you said, 'But I'm already here.' This is the dialogue between experts in the world."

"So, you are waiting for me?" The Western Xia warrior was obviously a little overwhelmed by her inexplicable words, and his breathing was slightly disordered. However, he could control it well, and he had not yet understood the current development of the situation, so he endured it.

Wang Yuyan stood up, put her sword aside and said, "Of course! I... I started practicing martial arts when I was five years old. I finally became a master of martial arts when I was seventeen years old this year. I want to compete with the world's masters. I heard that Xixia Yipintang

The masters are like clouds, and the fierce generals are like rain. It is just a coincidence, so I come to learn and learn."

Hearing the words "I started practicing martial arts at the age of five" and "I became successful at the age of seventeen", the Xixia warrior couldn't believe his ears. He trembled again, looked at Wang Yuyan deeply with complicated eyes and said

:"you know me?"

"Why meet before?" Wang Yuyan shook her head and said, "It's just that I tried the so-called 'master' of your Yipintang just now, but found that I was vulnerable, so I waited here for the arrival of the real master. Who are you?"

"Li Yanzong!"

Originally, every word in the few sentences he said before was spoken smoothly, without any emphasis or cadence, and his tone sounded very awkward. However, due to various reasons at this moment, his voice was a little "broken" due to the excitement of his heart.

"Yes.

"It turns out it's General Li. I've admired you for a long time." Wang Yuyan praised him, but in her heart she was complaining: "If I don't tease you enough, I'm Wang Yuyan, a native of Suzhou."

Even though he didn't even know his own name, he still said something about someone he had admired for a long time, and his expression was clearly contemptuous and mocking. Li Yanzong, no, Murong Fu, couldn't control his masterful demeanor anymore, and said rather angrily: "

Stop talking nonsense, since you want to learn some clever tricks, let’s take action.”

He also wanted to know why this "cousin" whom he hadn't seen for more than two years appeared here and what changes had happened to her. Not only had her temperament completely changed, she was no longer the same Xiaojiabiyu who never left the house.

, he can still talk in front of strangers, and his martial arts seems to have improved greatly, and he is no match for the average master of Yipintang.

He was even a little anxious to know how high his "cousin"'s martial arts knowledge would be in the past two years, who was more knowledgeable than him.

"Wait a minute!"

"What do you have to say?"

"Don't you think you should make the first move? After all, your Yipintang is the vanguard of the invasion of Song Dynasty. The vanguard should be the first to strike?"

"Okay, Miss Wang, you're offended." Murong Fu said coldly, as if he had finally suppressed his anger, "Please accept the move."

Murong Fu is his "cousin" after all, and he still has some feelings for Wang Yuyan. Although he is full of anger and resentment in his heart, he is not quick to raise his sword, and the first move is upright, created by the old monk Xinguan of Tiantong Temple in Ningbo.

Mercy Knife.

The Mercy Sword's moves are as the name suggests, very compassionate. The moves are fair and honest without killing intent. It only subdues the enemy but does not kill.

Wang Yuyan was well aware of the various changes in Mercy Sword's technique. She leaned over and pulled out the green steel sword inserted at the side. With a clang, three sword strikes were made in one go. It was quite difficult to catch up with the sword once it was struck.

Speed ​​and momentum.

When a sword struck, Murong Fu missed his target and immediately turned to another sword technique known for its speed - the Returning Wind Continuous Sword.

But he was faster, and Wang Yuyan was faster, so Murong Fu continued to change his moves, abandoning the Huifeng Continuous Sword and using the Gangfeng Swift Arrow Knife. The Gangfeng Swift Arrow Knife means that this sword technique is as fierce as the Gangfeng Wind and as fast as an arrow.

It's fast, hard to guard against, and irresistible.

Sure enough, as soon as the Gangfeng Swift Arrow Knife came out, white light flashed, and within a radius of ten feet, there were all heavy knife shadows, which was so airtight that it was dazzling.

"Thousands of thick green branches, a little red, don't need too much to move the spring scenery."

However, in this almost suffocating shadow of the knife, there suddenly came the sound of poetry reciting calmly and clearly, like beads falling on a jade plate, as if someone was enjoying poetry in it.

When the poem was finished, a ray of green light suddenly appeared, heading straight into the palace against the thousands of sword shadows, forcing Murong Fu in the center of the sword shadows.

Ding!

Just now, he had been using Lingbo Weibu to deal with Murong Fu. Although he passed a few moves, the swords never exchanged, and now they finally collided with each other.

This time the swords clashed, and the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, no longer entangled, but each jumped a few steps away, facing each other from a distance.

"How about it? This move of mine is much more practical than your 'Compassion Knife', 'Returning Wind Continuous Knife', and 'Gangfeng Swift Arrow Knife', isn't it?" Wang Yuyan had a half-smile on her face.

, said.

As expected, my cousin knows more martial arts than me, but that’s just because I am busy with state affairs and don’t have much time to spend on martial arts! Murong Fu thought in his heart, but he was actually not too depressed: “The way of martial arts, there is no limit to the sea of ​​learning.

, There are people outside the mountain, and there are people outside the mountain. Miss Wang’s sword skill is indeed superb, and I have never seen it before, this general."

"Since you want to know, it's okay to tell you. There is a move in "Hundred Flowers Sword Manual" called 'Pomegranate Blossom'. It means that the essence is precious but not the bulk. Just like the beauty and preciousness of the pomegranate flower, and

It’s not that it’s colorful and enchanting, but that its vertical leaves are sparse and few, yet it looks more and more bright and charming.”

"snort!"

Murong Fu snorted coldly after hearing this, and seemed a little unhappy that Wang Yuyan spoke to him in the tone of a teacher lecturing a student. Although it is innocent to say that one does not know, he was born in a martial arts family and was a secret noble of the Wang family.

He was known as "Northern Qiao Feng Nan Murong" at a young age, and he had always thought highly of himself. How could he be taught such a lesson in person, let alone by his "cousin", a little girl who was still in her infancy.