Tai Minglang and Zhao Yueniang didn't know that their son was dead, Lu Xuanying had something to say, and when he heard the words, his face was hot. Lu Xuanying glanced at Li Qian, and the two walked out of the city side by side. Yun Wanli stood coldly on the side of the road, until the two approached, his eyes were round, and he shouted: "Little thief, look at the palm!" Li Qian only heard the wind whistling, and didn't dare to take it hard, so he hurriedly took a diagonal step and landed a foot away.

Yun Wanli looked at his footwork, and couldn't help but "huh" and said, "Strange." Then he took a step, pushed forward with his left palm, and led back with his right palm. Li Qian also showed a look of surprise when he saw him, and frowned: "Strange ......"

Yun Wanli's body turned around, grabbed it in one step, and slapped it in front of him with a palm. Li Qian avoided this palm, looked at Yun Wanli with four eyes, and shouted in unison: "Where did you learn it?"

Lu Xuanying was very surprised when she saw the two of them with strange expressions and words. Yun Wanli said with a cold face: "This Ming King's sword qi is a master's master, and there is no other transmission in the world." Stinky boy, where did you steal it?"

Li Qian sneered and said: "Who stole it? This Ming King's sword qi is a peerless study of the Tibetan Sword Sect, I think it was your master who stole it, most of this method is my own thought." What Li Qian said was the truth, but Yun Wanli felt absurd and harsh, and sneered: "The little beast is full of nonsense! ”

Immediately, he brushed two palms again and slashed at Li Qian. His palm technique was wonderful, and the sword qi of the King of Daming leaked out, and Li Qian couldn't resist it in an instant, and he retreated again. Yun Wanli is attentive to his details, and he does not make a killer, but he does not leave. In an instant, one of the two advanced like a gale, the other retreated like lightning, the rabbit rose and fell, and the tail turned around.

Everyone was shocked when they saw that the footwork of the two of them was the same. Turning around again, Yun Wanli saw through the reality, sneered, and shouted: "What a little thief, forgive me for stealing and not learning everything!" I saw Yun Wanli's feet slip around, his body was pulled up, and his palm fell. Li Qian was well versed in boxing, and when he looked at his approach, he knew that he was using the "Daming King Footwork", and then his body shrank and swept backwards. Yun Wanli's palm was like a sword, and with a "brush" sound, he cut off a piece of his sleeve.

Lu Xuanying saw that Li Qian was suddenly in danger, her heart jumped, she pulled out a dagger, pressed it against Zhao Yueniang's neck, and shouted: "Tai Minglang, do you want her to live?"

Tai Minglang hurriedly exclaimed, "I want it...... Oh, you have a steady hand, don't move!"

Lu Xuanying immediately smiled and said, "Okay, then you go and help Li Qian!"

Although Tai Minglang was reluctant in his heart, his wife's life was at stake at the moment, so he had no choice but to jump up and punch Yunwanli with both fists. Yun Wanli saw that his fist was strong, so he abandoned Li Qian, and hurriedly rounded his palms and circled Tai Minglang's fists, Tai Minglang's fists hit him squarely, and he screamed in pain.

Yun Wanli's young man was angry, and he didn't wait for Tai Minglang to change his moves, and shouted "Go!" I saw that Yun Wanli's right palm was pushed out and pressed on Tai Minglang's shoulder. Although this palm is heavy, there is room for it, and Tai Minglang knows that he will be able to resolve it when he retreats. But he would rather bend than give in, standing still, who expected that the strength of Yun Wanli's spiritual power was peculiar and enduring.

Everyone only saw Tai Minglang gritting his teeth and glaring, his feet nailed to the ground, and his upper body seemed to be pressed by the force of Qianjun, slowly bending down. The figure flashed, and Prince En grabbed Tai Minglang, and sneered at Yun Wanli: "Good ability!" Although Prince En's tone was hard, he was very puzzled in his heart: "The divine power of the Divine Power Gate has its name, Yun Wancheng is not small, but his cultivation is not as good as me." How can this man be so powerful at such a young age?"

Prince En was hesitating, and suddenly heard Wang Ming sneer and say: "Lei Gongcheng's magic power is nothing more than that, hmph, what kind of Thunder God Fist, in my opinion, is called Tickle God Fist." ”

When Prince En heard this, he was furious instantly, and then he rolled his eyes and said: "Ben Thunder Divine Power is naturally not as good as the sword qi magic power of Tianxiang Attic, but most of the people who learn swords are as timid as mice, and when they meet a master, they will flee from the battle!"

Wang Ming's words were an insinuation that Wang Zhiyi met Li Tong and left without a fight. Wang Zhiliu is a genius who has not been encountered in Tianxiang Pavilion for a hundred years, and an ironwood sword has subdued countless powerful enemies. Later, he met another divine sword, and the two discussed the sword for a day, Wang Zhiliu lost half a move, called himself "the second sword in the world", sealed the sword and went into hiding, and his reputation in the great wilderness gradually declined. But his people worship him like a god, and they do not allow others to be humiliated.

Wang Ming was provoked by the prince's grace, pulled out the soul soldier with his backhand, and said in a loud voice: "Yun Gongzi, Wang is not talented, ask for advice." ”

Yun Wanli saw that these people turned out to be friends and foes, and they were competing to embarrass themselves, and he couldn't help but be very angry in his heart, but he couldn't be rude, so he had to smile and say: "The sword god of Tianxiang Attic is worthy of its name, and Yun admires it from the bottom of his heart." On that day, the old man Wang only relied on his sword intent to defeat mere ashes, and he still dare not forget it. ”

Yun Wanli thought that Wang Ming had gained enough face, and he would retreat. Who knew that when Wang Ming heard this, he couldn't help but snort coldly and said: "It was your uncle who convinced you that day, not a certain family." "Let's just watch Wang Ming swing his soul soldier long sword and stab it towards Yun Wanli. His swordsmanship is known for his swiftness, and this sword suddenly strikes out that people can't change their minds.

Yun Wanli looked at Wang Ming's sword, took off the sheathed long sword, did not pull it out, and pressed it on Wang Ming's sword body casually. Wang Ming's mouth was hot, and the long sword almost came out of his hand, and in shock, he hurriedly drew his sword and retreated, and he expected the scabbard to advance. The two swords stuck together, dripping and going around in two circles.

Prince En was surprised and delighted, and said with a smile: "The swordsmanship of Tianxiang Attic is nothing more than that, in my opinion, it is right to change it to a-stirring swordsmanship." ”

When Wang Ming heard this, his face turned purple, and then he took two steps back, shouted, and raised his sword. Unexpectedly, Yun Wanli suddenly collected the sword, Wang Ming's sword was light, and his strength was lost, and all of it was transmitted to the sword body, and there was a choking sound, and the four-foot-long soul soldier was instantly broken into three.

Yun Wanli put the sword back on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Master Wang, accept and concede!"

Wang Ming held the broken sword in his hand, and his face was bloodless. Zhao Yueniang once fought with Yun Wanli in the Tianxiang Attic, and was shocked when she saw this: "I haven't seen you for a few months, and this young man's swordsmanship has improved again?"

Zhao Yueniang thought about it, and suddenly felt a pain in her neck, and the dagger was directly sunk into her skin, and she heard Lu Xuanying shouting: "Too old man, too Minglang, Boss Wang, you go up together, stop this guy." ”

The three of them looked at each other, and Yun Wanli didn't wait for everyone to make a move, and with a long roar, he pounced on Li Qian like a big bird. Li Qian turned around and gave in and slapped back. The two of them each performed their own footwork, and they dismantled a few tricks like a glimpse.