Reborn Wang Yuyan

"Alas, could it be that the martial arts masters of Xixia Yipintang are all scum with a combat power of only 5?" Wang Yuyan sighed, and said in a tone of lament that she was so bad, but also angrily said, "If you have any special skills that can beat the opponent, use them quickly.

, otherwise a dignified first-class general-level figure would be defeated by a weak woman with no reputation like me, and he would be really shameless in public."

Even so, Wang Yuyan knew in her heart that Murong Fu's martial arts was actually not as bad as she said.

Murong Fu's martial arts value can be regarded as first-rate among the entire Tianlong. In addition to those masters of the older generation, the younger generation such as Xu Zhu Duan Yu You Tan and others who are cheating, and the BUG characters themselves

Qiao Feng, he is a rising star without many opponents.

Just because he is less than thirty years old, he does not have golden thigh skills such as Beiming Shengong, let alone the adventure of eating heavenly materials and earthly treasures such as Zhuguo and Blood Bodhi that can increase his skills, but his internal strength is...

Shuimo's kung fu can only be accumulated over time, which leads to the fact that his shortcoming in martial arts is that his internal strength is not deep enough.

However, he was also proactive. After discovering that internal strength could not be achieved quickly, he embarked on the path of technical stream. Of course, the reason why he was distracted in practicing numerous second-rate and third-rate martial arts was also related to the magical skill of Dou Zhuan Xing Shi.

This is why mountains can attack jade.

In fact, in Tianlong, Murong Fu, who is erudite and memorized, also knew that martial arts are more valuable than more. He said it through A'Zhu's mouth: "The Wang family's aunt and cousin love to boast that they know a lot about the world's martial arts, but

What's the use of being knowledgeable but not masterful?"

It can be seen that it is not that Murong Fu does not understand that as long as the foundation is well laid and the internal strength is strong enough, all mediocre tricks can exert great power. It is just that he is unable to do this due to the lack of internal strength.

So at least based on her current strength, Wang Yuyan considers herself no match for Murong Fu.

Experience against the enemy is very important on the one hand, and Murong Fu's family-inherited magical skills are on the other hand. There is nothing to say about experience against the enemy. The oil seller is familiar with kung fu and has fought many times, and his experience is self-evident.

Enriched. She, Wang Yuyan, had just come out to travel in the world, and her experience was nothing more than a blank piece of paper.

As for Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, there is a wonderful method of using force to fight. No matter what kind of Kung Fu the opponent uses, he can transfer the force and counterattack the opponent. Her internal power level is about the same as that of Murong Fu, and maybe she is better now, but if Murong Fu

If she uses the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift again, she will only be able to parry.

Of course, with Lingbo Weibu, Wang Yuyan could survive even if she couldn't be beaten. What's more, Murong Fu might not kill her.

"Biao..." Murong Fu didn't know the Internet language of later generations, but he was not a fool. How could he not know that the words Wang Yuyan said were not good? His anger level suddenly soared, and he almost choked out a mouthful of blood.

The cousin who had always been obedient to him, gentle and lovable in the past was gone, and only the sharp-tongued and rebellious Wang Yuyan was left in front of him. Murong Fu, who always thought highly of himself, was naturally extremely angry. But he disguised himself as Li Yanzong and sneaked in.

Such a secret as Yipintang was related to the restoration of the country. He could not be careless at all, let alone allow others to know, so he swallowed it hard.

But after such an aggressive provocation from Wang Yuyan, Murong Fu's personal love for Wang Yuyan's daughter, which he had not had much in his heart, was probably gone. Although Murong Fu had been brainwashed by the idea of ​​restoring the country since he was a child, what kind of personal love between his children was there?

I've always looked at it lightly.

Wang Yuyan saw Murong Fu trembling with anger, and there was a hint of fierceness in her eyes. She knew in her heart that her goal had been achieved. She was really embarrassed to bully such a poor child.

"Are you ready? If you don't take action, I will leave."

"please!"

Finally, Murong Fucheng's palace was deep enough, and he did not want to lose his dignity in his behavior. He said "please" coldly, and the single sword in his hand buzzed under the infusion of internal energy, then he slipped and attacked Wang Yuyan.

Once Murong Fu became serious, Wang Yuyan had to admit that he was indeed a very good opponent. Although he did not use the martial arts passed down from his family, even the most popular martial arts in the world were very powerful when he used them.

Beiqiao Fengnan Murong, to a certain extent, is not a myth!

Previously, he used the routines of martial arts moves from other sects, but after some previous trials, he knew that this style of fighting could not help his "cousin", so he started using the simple three-chai sword technique.

Basic knife styles such as chopping, chopping, whittling, and chopping.

Although it was just such a simple attack, it seemed much more powerful and fierce.

However, wherever Murong Fu went, he saw the shadows of swords criss-crossing and the energy overflowing. The weeds all around were falling down one after another, and the leaves were blown loudly.

It's not a routine, it's much more difficult to find flaws. Wang Yuyan concentrated her concentration, and when she swept across with a single sword, she bent over like a willow swaying in the wind and missed it. The sharp sword energy made her face cool.

Yes, it still stings a bit.

She was able to deal with the Qingcheng Sect and Qinjiazhai's inferiors who only had three-legged cat kung fu, and even handled them with ease.

But once faced with a fighting master like Murong Fu, whose anger level was almost over the top, she didn't have much actual combat experience and was unable to launch an effective counterattack for a while. She could only observe and dodge with Lingbo Weistep.

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Murong Fu performed three unique cuts with a single sword, and slashed out a series of three swords in an instant. Each sword almost passed by Wang Yuyan, with only a slight difference, but it could not hit her. Murong Fu felt a little strange in his heart: "

What kind of footwork is this? Could it be... It's actually the Lingbo Weibu. Huh, Wang Yuyan, you hid it from me so well. It's a pity that I had feelings for you at the beginning, but you hid this amazing skill without even telling me about it.

Show nothing. Okay, let me come and find out whether Lingbo Weibu is really as magical and exquisite as the legend says."

After thinking about it, he realized that the single sword in his hand was faster and the blade was more powerful. Under the agitation of internal force, the sword was as fast as the Yangtze River, endless and endless, and the killing move was even more hidden between the moves.

But no matter how sharp, dangerous, fierce and fierce his sword style is, Wang Yuyan can always escape at the critical moment.

As time went by, although Murong Fu was unable to fight for a long time, Wang Yuyan was able to find the right opportunity to fight back while dodging, and every sword she struck back was like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace. She was extremely clever, and every time

It hit the weak point of Murong Fu's sword technique, forcing him to retreat and change his moves.

Seeing my "cousin" flying in the "turbulent seas" and "storms", she became invincible. Her sword moves became more and more proficient, and her jerky and sluggish parts gradually disappeared, especially when there was still a hint of satisfaction on her lips.

With a smile on her face, a thought suddenly flashed through Murong Fu's heart: She is treating me as a sparring partner!

Once this idea appeared, how could the proud Murong Fu continue to be fooled? He immediately practiced a few fierce attacks and then withdrew his sword. He jumped ten feet away, took a deep look at Wang Yuyan, and said: "Young Master

"Come with me" and left immediately.

"It's such a pity that it's hard to find such a high-level sparring partner." Murong Fu disappeared into the woods like a big bird throwing himself into the forest. Wang Yuyan looked at it with regret.

Murong Fu was good at martial arts and experienced in fighting. Although he was a little annoyed with her, he would never kill indiscriminately. The point-and-click sparring was very suitable for her current needs. It was a pity that Murong Fu was not a fool after all. He knew he had been fooled.

After that, he ran away immediately.