"It's none of your business what I've learned. That's what you're here for? Then you can go. Wu Song frowned.

Yan Zhan laughed, "You must have learned another technique, so you can restrain my Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra." Wu Song, you are really my nemesis. At the Dragon-Eclipse Ruins, you took my Dragon-Eclipse Sword.

Finally, I learned the Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra of the Great Medicine Valley, but you have learned the exercises to restrain me.

I don't believe in this evil, so let's try it today to see if you're good or I'm good. ”

"Yan Zhan, you're crazy. This is the Martial Academy, and the day after tomorrow is the second battle of the Three Spirits, and I won't fight with you. Wu Song said disdainfully, turned his head and was about to leave.

"Wu Song, what do you think this is?" Yan Zhan took out something from his arms.

Wu Song looked intently, and when he saw the things in Yan Zhan's hand, he couldn't help but be surprised, "Where did you get this thing?"

In Yan Zhan's hand was a sculpture of a tall soldier standing in an unknown carriage dressed in strange clothes.

Wu Song is familiar with the style and technique of this sculpture, which is something that Yun Rong can only carve.

Why did Yan Zhan have a sculpture of Yunrong in his hand? Did he do something to Yunrong?

Yan Zhan took the sculpture into his arms and said with a smile, "Wu Song, if you want to know the answer, come with me." ”

After speaking, Yan Zhan turned around and ran into the distance.

Wu Song immediately followed, no matter what, he had to ask Izumo Rong how it was.

The two of them walked one after the other, and soon came to a bamboo forest to the west of the martial arts courtyard.

This is next to the martial arts training ground, far away from the place where the martial arts academy lives, and it is very remote.

Yan Zhan stood in a clearing in the forest, waited until Wu Song arrived, and said, "I know that your cultivation has far exceeded the peak of the Body Refining Realm, now let's have a competition, and if you win, I will tell you where my sculpture came from and what happened to the owner of the sculpture."

If I win, you'll have to give me back the Dragon Eclipse Sword. Okay?"

"It's a deal. Wu Song agreed without thinking about it.

"Cool, let's get started. Yan Zhan said.

After speaking, Wu Song rushed to attack Yan Zhan first, he was too anxious to know Yun Rong's whereabouts.

Yan Zhan took a step back, his hands folded in the air, as if he was controlling something, but there was nothing on his hands.

Wu Song pounced and chased after him.

As a result, as soon as he took a step, he felt a pain in his left foot. Something wrapped around his ankle, tightening rapidly.

Wu Song used the Yuan Force, and a Yuan Force burst out at the ankle of his left foot, shaking away the thing that was wrapped around his ankle, and then, Wu Song hurriedly jumped away.

Wu Song's eyesight was amazing, and when he looked carefully at this time, he saw that Yan Zhan was holding a transparent silk thread in his hand.

What was wrapped around his ankle just now was the silk thread, and with a flick of Yan Zhan's fingers, the silk thread disappeared into the air.

The next moment, Wu Song hurriedly lowered his head, and the silk thread crossed the top of his head, cutting all the nearby bamboos.

Wu Song secretly said that it was dangerous, but before he could finish his happiness, he saw that the silk thread suddenly twisted in the air, and then, like a living spirit snake, the silk thread hit Wu Song at a strange angle.

This is really unguardable, Rao is Wu Song, and he didn't have time to dodge, he was hit on his left shoulder by a silk thread, and a piece of flesh was cut off.

Wu Song took a few steps back, retreated to the sidelines, and distanced himself from Yan Zhan.

Stabilizing his body, Wu Song not only felt the pain of the wound, but also felt some itching in the wound, knowing that Yan Zhan had quenched the poison on the silk thread.

The toxins in the wound on the left shoulder were quickly discharged, and the wound was healing rapidly.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it, I don't use a sword now, I use this heavenly silkworm cold silk instead. ”

Yan Zhan laughed proudly.

The silk thread of this Heavenly Silkworm Han Silk in Yan Zhan's hand was made of the Tude silk of a six-grade demon beast and a seven-star heavenly silkworm. The seven-star silkworm starts from hatching, transforms every ten years, and needs to go through a full fifty years of transformation before it can start spinning.

And every time I spin the silk, I only spit out a foot long, and then it will lie dormant for another ten years, and then I will spin it again.

And if you want to get the silk spit out by this seven-star silkworm, you need to come to its lair. The Seven-Star Silkworm is a six-rank demon beast, which is very ferocious, and ordinary innate realm powerhouses may not be able to resist its attacks with complete certainty.

So, to get its silk thread, you need to risk your life.

To sum up, this silk thread in Yan Zhan's hand should be so precious and rare.

The silk thread of the Seven Star Silkworm is neither gold nor jade, but the texture is tougher than steel. Cutting ordinary steel with such silk threads is like cutting tofu with a knife.

Yan Zhan learned the Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra of the Great Medicine Valley, and he could make poison anytime and anywhere. With this silkworm cold silk, it can be said to complement each other.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. ”

Wu Song snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he attacked again.

Yan Zhan manipulated the silkworm cold silk and spread the silk thread in his hand.

Wu Song came to a distance of three meters from Yan Zhan, and countless silk threads suddenly appeared around his body.

These heavenly silkworms form a net that surrounds Wu Song.

Wu Song secretly used the Birth Moon Dafa, condensed the Yuan Force on the ground within a radius of ten meters, and hit Yan Zhan from the ground.

Where did Yan Zhan think that Wu Song would be able to give birth to such a powerful exercise as the Moon Dafa, and he was very happy when he saw that his Heavenly Silkworm Hansi was about to strangle Wu Song.

However, suddenly, Yan Zhan felt a huge Yuan Force rushing up from the soles of his feet, but it stopped in several large points on the soles of his feet, causing it to fail.

At the same time, Yan Zhan's Heavenly Silkworm Cold Silk also wrapped Wu Song's body tightly, and as long as he used a little force, the Heavenly Silkworm Cold Silk would cut into Wu Song's body.

"Come on, you kill me, I'll kill you. ”

Yan Zhan shouted, his eyes full of crazy looks. Of course, he knew what the consequences of the Yuan Force under his feet rushing into his body would be, crippled at the lightest, and killed at the worst. But the madness in his bones made him feel very funny.

"Where did you get that sculpture?"

Wu Song's neck was wrapped around several silkworm silks, and a few strands of blood dripped down the silk threads. But he didn't care about his injuries, he only wanted to know Yunrong's safety.

"Hahaha, I'm not going to tell you. ”

Yan Zhan laughed wildly, and Yuan Li operated, tightening the Heavenly Silkworm Cold Silk.

At the same time, Wu Song also drove the Birth Moon Dafa and injected a huge amount of Yuan Force into Yan Zhan's body.

Seeing that the two were about to die at the same time, nothing happened.

The silkworm silk that wrapped Wu Song's whole body suddenly fell off one by one.

And Yan Zhan, who was supposed to explode and die, did not die, and the huge yuan force injected into his body suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Ah, what wine. ”

An old man appeared above the bamboo forest, he squatted on a bamboo branch, the bamboo branch was only the thickness of a little finger, but the old man seemed to be squatting on the ground, very steady.

He held a wine gourd in his hand, took a sip of wine, and praised it.

"Why are you here, old man?"

Wu Song said with surprise and joy.

The squatting on the tree was none other than Tongtong's grandfather, the old man who had cultivated amazingly.

"Do you know me? But I don't know you. ”

The old man glanced at Wu Song and wondered.

Alas, it seems that the old man is still confused and has not yet regained his senses.

Although the old man didn't recognize Wu Song, he jumped down from above, came to Wu Song, handed over the wine gourd as usual, and said, "Little brother, come to one!"

Wu Song remembered that Wu Yi was twisted by the old man before, so he hurriedly took the wine gourd and took a sip.

Surprisingly, this time the sake is no longer extremely strong, but a wine with a mellow mouth and a long aftertaste.

Wu Song was familiar with this kind of wine, "Old man, this is what you brought from the Martial Academy Tavern, right?"

"yes, you've been there too?"

The old man said happily.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Yan Zhan, who was not far away, couldn't stand it anymore, Wu Song and the old man sang and harmonized like this, and they completely regarded him as air. What he hates most in his life is being ignored, which is the most unbearable thing for him.

"Hey, you kid, come over and have a drink. ”

The old man saw Yan Zhan and greeted.

"Whoever wants to be with your wine, you go to death!"

Yan Zhan shouted, waved the Heavenly Silkworm Cold Silk, and rolled towards the old man's neck.

But before the silkworm silk touched the old man, Yan Zhan suddenly flew out and fell into the bamboo forest in the distance.

"It's not fun, it's not fun, the wine is for you, I'm leaving. ”

The old man stuffed the wine gourd to Wu Song, and then he didn't see how he moved, and the person disappeared out of thin air.

Wu Song was dumbfounded, there were quite a few monks he had seen now, but none of them could have such a body as an old man.

Who the hell is this old man?

Wu Song packed the wine gourd and was about to go to Yan Zhan to ask about the statue.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from outside the bamboo forest.

"It was an old man who stole a bottle of wine from a tavern and came running here. I followed all the way out of the martial arts tavern, and I wanted to catch the old man alone, but that person's cultivation is not low, so I bothered you to come over. ”

It was a young man who spoke, and it seemed that he was the junior in the martial arts tavern.

The juniors in the tavern of the Martial Academy were all temporarily served by the disciples in the outer courtyard of the Martial Academy, so that young man should be a disciple of the outer courtyard of the Martial Academy.

Walking next to him were two young men, Wu Song recognized them, the two were the two masters in the martial arts academy, and they should be today's rotating guards.

There are no special guards in the martial arts academy, and they are all served by the masters in the martial arts academy in turn.

Wu Song's heart is broken, fighting privately in the martial arts courtyard is never allowed, and if he is caught, he will be severely punished.

What's more, it is now during the Battle of the Three Spirits, and he is still a contestant, if he is caught fighting with a player from another country in the middle of the night, it may affect the next competition.

Wu Song thought about it a lot, and finally decided that it would be better to go first.

Wu Song returned to his room, and after thinking about it, he still couldn't guess what happened to Yun Rong.

Finally got to dawn, Wu Song waited until Zhang Yilu and them came over, and then asked them to go and see Yun Rong to see if anything had happened to her.

Gangfeng and Yang Shuang went, and returned an hour later, telling Wu Songyunrong that there was nothing wrong and telling him not to worry.