Reborn Wang Yuyan

"Boss Wu, are you okay?"

With the help of others, Mr. Wu finally stood up.

"I'm not dead yet." Mr. Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice was very hoarse.

He looked at Wang Yuyan coldly, coughed, and said: "Zhuo Lingzhao, you just said that you were just passing by here, but now it seems that is not necessarily the case, right?"

"I'm really just a passerby, trying to make a fool of myself. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it."

Wang Yuyan looked like she believed it or not, but I believed it anyway.

"If that's the case, then why do you want to get involved in the grudge between us and Lingjiu Palace?"

"I don't care about your affairs. I just can't bear to see a group of grown men embarrassing a little girl, so I feel pity for you." Wang Yuyan said calmly.

"So, you must fight against our thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands to the end?"

"I don't dare to go against it, but since I saw it, I can't pretend I didn't see it. I can't let an innocent little girl die in front of me."

Boss Wu had just been slapped by Wang Yuyan, and he had a certain understanding of Wang Yuyan's martial arts, so he patiently had a verbal confrontation with Wang Yuyan. Others were not like him.

"The Tianshan Child Mother tortured us until we looked like humans and ghosts, yet she never showed any compassion. If you want to blame her, it's because she had a bad fate and was born in the Lingjiu Palace."

"She is still young now. Who knows if she will be a disaster when she grows up."

"What nonsense are you talking to her about? If you want to fight, then fight, if you want to kill, then kill. There are so many of us, are we still afraid of her?"

"Yes, in a situation like this, you don't have to pay attention to benevolence, justice and morality and fight alone."

…

There were hundreds of people present in all directions, and with the help of a few thoughtful people, the crowd suddenly became violent, with the tendency to get into a fight if they disagreed!

"Wait a minute!" But Zhuo Bufan finally couldn't help but stepped forward. His eyes were as sharp as swords, and wherever he looked, there was silence.

After a while, the bustling crowd became calm.

Zhuo Bufan looked around and nodded with satisfaction. He walked three feet away from Wang Yuyan with a simple long sword and said: "Thanks to the favor of all the heroes, I have given you the word 'Sword God'. Today I will give you the word 'Sword God'"

Let me take the lead and meet the so-called Kunlun Sword Master."

As the "Sword God", Zhuo Bufan has his own pride and extraordinary confidence in his swordsmanship.

Although Wang Yuyan had just knocked Boss Wu away from the air with one palm, she was extremely accomplished in the palm power of the Sky Splitting Divine Palm, and the sword-borrowing technique of "Sword Coming" was similar to the Dragon Capturing Kung Fu and the Crane Controlling Kung Fu, it was also very clever, but

None of this proves her swordsmanship.

Because ordinary martial arts practitioners always have to make a choice between weapons, fists and kicks, and then study them intensively. People's energy and time are limited, which leads to weapons that specialize in fists and kicks but are not very good, and weapons that are good in fists and kicks.

A little worse.

If you want to be proficient in everything, you will only end up being sparse in everything.

Although this Zhuo Lingzhao is known as the Sword Master, she is probably just used to bluff people, not to mention she is too young. Zhuo Bufan does not believe that he accidentally obtained the sword scripture left by his predecessor in the Changbai Mountains. He has practiced hard for thirty years and immersed himself in it.

After spending most of my life practicing swordsmanship and reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship, what kind of opponent would there be, let alone losing to a yellow-haired girl?

It has to be said that Zhuo Bufan was able to despise the enemy strategically and even more tactically.

"Well, you are worthy of being a member of the martial arts world. In the end, it all depends on the level of martial arts. It's quite refreshing." Wang Yuyan stood up straight and said loudly, "In this case, please give me some advice from Mr. Zhuo."

"Please!" Zhuo Bufan drew his sword and said please.

After saying that, the long sword in his hand began to vibrate with a buzzing sound, and a half-foot-long green light suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword, which was extremely conspicuous in the dim night.

"That is?"

"Jiangang, that's swordmang!"

"It turned out to be a sword radiance. I didn't expect anyone to be able to force such a sword radiance now."

"As expected of the Sword God, I was able to witness the Sword God's magical skills today. It's worth my trip here."

…

Everyone was shouting and exclaiming in admiration.

Zhuo Bufan showed off his amazing sword light skill, which won the applause of the whole house. He was very proud in his heart. When he was full of energy, the sword light that stretched and contracted like a long snake became even brighter. But he was a senior in martial arts, and he was still very proud.

You must maintain your grace and don't make the first move in front of the younger generation.

This is really Li Kui bumping into Li Gui!

Wang Yuyan sighed secretly and thought: This Zhuo Bufan is somewhat lucky. When the Tianshan boy's grandmother destroyed the Yizhi Huijianmen, he escaped from the disaster and traveled far away to Changbai Mountain. He unexpectedly had a chance encounter and obtained a sword scripture, and then

He cultivated a divine sword, became a sword god, thought he was invincible, and finally came back for revenge.

The typical plot of a protagonist who survives a catastrophe and comes back for revenge after an adventure. Zhuo Bufan’s experience alone can actually be a new novel. Unfortunately, the original "Dragon" was written by Qiao Feng, Duan Yu and Xu Zhu

In this world, no matter how advanced Zhuo Bufan is in swordsmanship, he is just a trap, a trap that serves as a stepping stone for Xu Zhu.

After Wang Yuyan was reborn, the roles of Tianlong's original protagonists were completely shattered, but it was still impossible for Zhuo Bufan to turn around and become the master. After all, he was just a sidekick.

"Jiangang?" Wang Yuyan said with a smile, "I have one too!"

Wang Yuyan said, casually pulled out the sword and shook it.

Buzz——

Only the light in the field was shining, and the long sword in Wang Yuyan's hand was stretched three feet in vain, like a torch, shining brightly.

"This is also the sword light..."

"Three feet of sword light!"

Everyone was dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

Zhuo Bufan induced his true energy to vomit, and he had just forced out half a foot of sword light. It was still a bit like a candle in the wind, flickering and flickering very unsteadily. How could it be like this Zhuo Lingzhao?

ruler.

The difference between superior and inferior is clear at a glance!

Zhuo Bufan's face was very ugly, as if his parents had died. He never imagined that he had trained hard for thirty years to develop a peerless swordsmanship, and then when he returned to the world, he found that his peerless swordsmanship had become

Got the bulk goods.

When did the sword light become so worthless that any yellow-haired girl could use it at will?

"Where did you learn swordsmanship?" Zhuo Bufan was envious and jealous, and he finally suppressed his resentment and asked in a deep voice.

"Just think about it and you'll be fine. There's no need to search high and low." Wang Yuyan answered nonchalantly.

The key to using a sword to force out the sword light lies in internal strength. Once the internal force is deep, it is not difficult to force out the sword light. Wang Yuyan has more than a hundred years of skills and is proficient in "Little Wuxiang Kung". As long as she figures out the key

It is very easy to follow the same pattern.

It is not difficult to force the sword light out, but it is really difficult to master a sword technique like "Six Meridians Divine Sword" without a teacher, so Wang Yuyan really doesn't care much about the sword light.

"The sharpness of the sword is unparalleled, killing people is like cutting grass. I don't want to cause more killings, and I hope you can respect yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yuyan slashed down a large bluestone next to her with the long sword in her hand.

With a soft sneer, the one-meter-high bluestone was split into two by the long sword like tofu.

Everyone present saw how hard this meter-thick big bluestone was, but it was as if it was nothing under the sword of Zhuo Lingzhao of the Kunlun Sect.

Human bones are hard, but are they as hard as that big bluestone?

Everyone who had the answer in their hearts looked at Wang Yuyan under the shining light of the three-foot sword, and involuntarily took a step back.