Zong Wu: I'm going to stand up and brush up my favorability

In the next few days, Wu Yazi began to teach Wang Yuyan martial arts.

Skip the basic knowledge directly, Wang Yuyan's understanding of martial arts has surpassed most people who learn martial arts.

Lin Beiwang copied an ability when Wang Yuyan's affection for him reached 60, and he has a photographic memory.

He recalled all the things he had forgotten in the past.

Wu Yazi's love for Wang Yuyan is absolute, and he directly taught all the Beiming's magical skills, including his many years of comprehension.

Lin Beiwang followed Zhanguang, and what he didn't understand about Beiming's magical skills before was solved with Wu Yazi's lecture.

Since there is not much life left, Wu Yazi wished to give Wang Yuyan all the things he had learned in his life.

So, a month later, Wang Yuyan was already able to jump back and forth on the bamboo forest, with an elegant posture, like a fairy coming to the world.

Wang Yuyan didn't like martial arts before, it was because she didn't appreciate the fun of martial arts.

In the past month, Wu Yazi opened up the meridians all over her body, and Lin Beiwang silver needles pierced the acupoints to clear the meridians. Wang Yuyan transformed from a weak girl with little knowledge of martial arts into a consummate young master.

The feeling of using light work to get high and high made her want to stop.

This made Lin Beiwang envious.

Thinking about it, it took me more than a year to achieve Consummation the day after tomorrow, while Wang Yuyan only took one month.

It's true that people are more dead than others, and people are better than people.

Wu Yazi's face is full of relief, her granddaughter's aptitude has been inherited from herself and Li Qiushui, and she is even better than blue.

Thinking back to when I practiced martial arts since childhood, it took five years to reach Wang Yuyan's current level.

After another two days, Wang Yuyan had fully adapted to the soaring strength, and began to break through her innate ability.

Wang Yuyan practiced Beiming Divine Art, which has the same nature as Wu Yazi's true energy.

So, both of them retreated at the same time.

Lin Beiwang and Su Xinghe were protecting the law outside.

Inside the wooden house, Wu Yazi put his hands on the two big holes on Wang Yuyan's back.

The true energy in the body continuously flowed to Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan used the Beiming magical power to absorb the true essence.

Under the impact of Wu Yazi's true energy, Ren Du's two veins quickly penetrated.

In just three quarters of an hour, a congenital master was born.

There is a price for Wang Yuyan's rapid progress.

Wu Yazi's hair has turned gray, and the wrinkles around his eyes have also begun to appear.

Originally, there was only one month of life, but now it is estimated that it is only ten days.

Watching her grandfather age rapidly, Wang Yuyan's joy of breaking through her innateness disappeared.

Wu Yazi knew that his death was approaching, so he didn't dare to waste time.

So, for the next five days, Wang Yuyan and Lin Beiwang taught Xiaoyao sect martial arts with sleepless nights.

Until five days later, a group of people came up to the mountain with a great momentum.

The first person has silver hair, sitting on the soft sedan with a fairy air, enjoying the flattery of the people below.

Followed by a group of monks.

Among the crowd, eight people came out immediately after seeing Su Xinghe, and knelt down in the tunnel: "Your old man is so healthy, the eight of us are very happy."

Su Xinghe nodded to them and said: "You eight come here and have seen your master."

Those eight people looked at Wu Yazi, saw that he was handsome and handsome, and he looked even younger than Su Xinghe.

Although I had doubts in my heart, I still went to worship nine times.

The silver-haired Ding Chunqiu was so shocked when he saw Wu Yazi, he stood there for a while, not daring to move.

Seeing Wu Yazi sitting on the stone bench with his lower body slumped, he judged that he must be unable to move, so he laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! You are not dead, you really are not dead, the feeling of being paralyzed is not good!"

While talking, he waved his fan.

Lin Beiwang was tense all the time, when he saw Ding Chunqiu waving his feather fan, he also waved his palm towards him, creating a breeze.

I saw several people standing in front of Ding ChunQiu fell down after the palm wind passed, their faces turned green one by one.

"It's so toxic."

A few Shaolin monks and many members of the Xingxiu Sect were terrified and backed away.

Ding Chunqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "Where did you come from, dare to ruin the good deeds of the old fairy."

The gang members standing behind Ding Chunqiu shouted: "Old Immortal Xingxiu has great supernatural powers and boundless magic power. That kid doesn't know good and bad, he will surely turn into flesh and bones, and be wiped out in ashes."

Lin Beiwang ignored these young people, but looked at Ding Chunqiu and said, "Reciprocity is the norm, old monster Ding, try my sword."

The little finger of his right hand was stretched out, and an invisible sword energy was sent out.

When Ding Chunqiu noticed it, it was too late to dodge, he secretly channeled all the zhenqi in his body, gathered it on the feather fan, trying to block it.

I saw that sword qi, like the sharpest sword in the world, collided with the feather fan, Ding Chunqiu's zhenqi couldn't resist it completely, the feather fan burst, his right hand covered his left shoulder, and he retreated a few steps violently.

Then he looked at Lin Beiwang with a look of horror.

Lin Beiwang didn't give him a chance to catch his breath, Kamikaze chased his life, but seeing a figure flashed, he had already arrived in front of Ding Chunqiu, and kicked him.

How could Ding Chunqiu have thought that Lin Beiwang's sword energy was not only fast, but also his own speed was so fast.

He only had time to raise his true spirit a little, and put his right hand against Lin Beiwang's kicked leg.

Only a click sound was heard, Ding Chunqiu flew upside down again, his right hand hangs down weakly.

Lin Beiwang beat the dog in the water hard, before Ding Chunqiu landed, he kicked Ding Chunqiu again.

A person is like a doppelgänger, with eight afterimages kicking Ding Chunqiu around in all directions like kicking a football.

At this time Ding Chunqiu is desperate, he has absolutely no chance to defend.

Pain all over the body.

Seeing that it was almost done, Lin Bei stepped forward, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were brought together, turned into afterimages, and touched Ding Chunqiu's various acupoints.

When Ding Chunqiu reappeared in the world, his face was completely changed.

His silver hair was stained red with blood and stained with dust.The clothes on his body are tattered, like a beggar.His nose was blue and his face was swollen, and there was no good flesh in his body.

Everyone in the Xingxiu faction was stunned, and the scene was dead silent for a while.

The famous Xingxiu old monster fell like this.

Lin Bei didn't wait for the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect to make noise, so he circulated his true energy, turned into a tornado, and swept past them, sealing them in the ice.

As for those monks, Lin Beiwang took a closer look, there was a young novice monk with an honest face, he judged that it should be Xu Zhu, so he said: "Monks are not welcome in Leigu Mountain, you can go."

As a senior monk in Shaolin, Xuannan had already recognized Lin Beiwang, seeing that he was willing to let him go, how could he dare to stay?

He folded his palms together, bowed, and led the Shaolin disciples down the mountain.

Hangu Bayou hasn't recovered yet, Ding Chunqiu was dealt with like this?
Su Xinghe's expression is no different from Hangu Eight Friends, as if they were produced from the same mold.