Chapter 22: : Royal Sword

"It's awesome ..." Linghu rushed to look at Wu Yan, with a look of astonishment in his eyes, and a little self-defeating.
I am a big disciple of Huashan School, entangled with Tian Boguang for a long time along the way, and deeply understand the power of Tian Boguang. If he really kills himself, he would have died under his fast knife.
I did not expect that this young man who appeared suddenly seemed to be about the same age as himself, but martial arts was so good that Tian Boguang could be hurt by one stroke, making him frightened to escape.
Even such master martial arts may not even have his own master?
"Send a big disciple Linghu Chong in Xiahuashan, thank you for your help."
Although Xun was marveled at Wuyan's martial arts, Linghu was free and easy. On the surface, he could not see anything. He limped to Wuyan's front and said with a fist.
I just had a battle, and he left seven or eight stab wounds on his body, three on his leg.
"Well, it's just a matter of raising your hands. In the next Sun and Moon gods, Feng Leitang deputy chief Wu Yan", watching Ling Ling in front of himself, Wu Yan nodded.
"Are you a demon?" Linghu Chong's face changed suddenly, while holding the sword in his hand tightly.
怎么 "Why? Just because I'm a Sun and Moon god, you're going to do it with me?" Wu Yan asked, glancing at the long sword in Ling Hu's hand.
Ling Ling's face looked a bit struggling. After all, Wu Yan had just helped himself. This is a fact.
For many years, Master also taught himself that when he saw someone in the demon religion, he stabbed his sword without asking any reason.
After tangling for a while, Linghu rushed back with a sword and left: "Although you helped me today, I am grateful to you, but you are a man of demons."
Looking at Ling Hu Chong's figure, he did not take any action to stop him, but smiled slightly. Although Ling Hu Chong did not want to associate with himself, he did not show hostility towards himself. It was always a good first impression.
From the plot of the original book, Wu Yan thinks that finding more opportunities to contact Linghu Chong several times in the future should make him feel relieved.
Wu Yan's speed is not reached, Wu Yan didn't expect to meet Linghu Chong for the first time, and he looks good.
This Hengshan city is very lively recently, because Liu Zhengfeng's Jinpen washes his hands soon, so the people from the Five Sword Sect came over.
Wu Yan also stayed in the inn for the past two days. He practiced the internal force well, and he could clearly feel that the internal force had become more fused, such as the arm and the finger.
"If you have a chance in the future, see if you can get Yi Jin Jing, or the Zixia Divine Power of Huashan School. These top internal skills should be better than Elder Tong", and after completing a day of training, Wu Yan spit out a stale gas, murmured in his heart.
After Wu completed his practice, Wu Yan's gaze fell on the steel sword next to him. With a thought, he controlled the sword and flew directly out, floating in front of Wu Yan.
With the improvement of ability, Wuyan can now control two to three hundred pounds of metal, that is, the controlled metal can reach two to three hundred pounds of force.
I thought for a moment, Wu Yan leapt forward, and then stepped on the sword with both feet.
However, the two-finger wide sword, stepping on it, felt a bit unstable and crooked, but the sword did not shake a bit after bearing the weight of more than 100 kilograms of Wuyan.
"Sure enough, if you use your ability to control the sword, more than two hundred catties are enough to lift yourself up."
Stepped on the sword for a moment, Wu Yan jumped down from the sword, and then the sword was inserted into the scabbard of the table exactly like a snake.
没 Before eating Xiaodan and Dan, even if faced with a first-class master like Liu Zhengfeng, Wu Yan was not sure that he would be able to defeat each other. If he was close, he might kneel in two or three moves.
However, after eating Xiao Huan Dan, the weight of the metal that can be lifted reached two or three hundred kilograms, but Wu Yan was confident that even if the head of the Five Sword Sect sent him together, he could not keep himself. The reason is here.
If you are not at a critical time, if you step on the sword and fly away, who can stop yourself? Congenital is invincible.
Otherwise, Wu Yan would not have the confidence to run alone in Liu Zhengfeng's Jinpen hand washing conference.
Although Wu Yan is now the deputy chief of the Sun Moon Goddess Feng Lei Tang, after all, he has just just assumed office and has just joined the Sun Moon God religion. Therefore, no one recognizes him. He successfully entered the crowd and entered it with grandeur. Among the Hengshan School.
This Liu Zhengfeng's name is pretty good, so he has a lot of people in his golden basin hand washing conference.
Not only the Taishan faction, Huashan faction, Hengshan faction came, but also Qingcheng faction and other other right path factions.
Of course, the Songshan faction, who is the head of the Five Sword Sects, did not come, and I do n’t know if no one came, or whether to play at the last minute.
Wu Wuyan stood out from the crowd, but secretly knew all the big men who were present.
The middle-aged man, headed by the Huahua School, has a refined temperament, which is Yue Buqun known as a gentleman sword.
There is also a group of nuns over there who want to come from the Hengshan school. Of course, there is a miuling nun who frequently goes to the Huashan school to see who is not Yilin who cried a few days ago.
There is also a group of people wearing robes not far away, who want to come to the Taishan school.
Not far away there was a group of martial arts people dressed up as Chuan Shu people. Listening to the people nearby, Wu Yan knew that they were all from Qingcheng.
Giggles ...
Just, when Wu Yan looked around the layout of the Jinpen handwashing conference and recognized the identity of these people ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A sudden sound of grinding teeth rang beside Wu Yan.
Looking aside, I saw a little beggar with a hunched back standing next to me. At this time, I was staring at the people in the Qingcheng school with eyes spitting fire. Although I was young, the color of hatred in my eyes, Seeing people chilling, they gritted their teeth and looked at the people of the Qingcheng school. The clucking grind sound came from his mouth.
"This guy, is it ...".
He looked at the little humpback beggar next to him, Wu Yan moved a little in his heart, and then said, "This little brother, look at Lin Pingzhi?".
"No! I'm not Lin Pingzhi! You have the wrong person!".
I heard Wu Yan's words. When this little camel's face changed, he shook his head and denied it.
Looking at the reaction of this little camel, Wu Yan smiled slightly and stopped talking.
If an ordinary person hears a name they have n’t heard before, most of them think about it, right? His quick response was almost conditioned, enough to explain everything.
Lin Pingzhi turned his head and found that Wu Yan had stopped looking at him. It seemed to be just a casual question, but looking at the tiny radian in the corner of his mouth, he did not know whether he had just refuted him or not.
This makes Lin Pingzhi curious and embarrassed, and some confused ...
However, at this time, Wu Yan's mind has been attracted by the events at the Jinpen Handwashing Conference.
I saw that Liu Zhengfeng was really good-looking. He really brought out a pot made of gold. After telling everyone about it, he put his hand into the pot.
"Slow!".
Sure enough, at this critical moment, a sound of clear drinking sounded, and immediately, a group of dozens of people came in from the outside with high spirits, naturally the Songshan faction.