"It's so powerful......", Ling Hu Chong looked at Wu Yan with an exclamation look in his eyes, and he was also a little ashamed.

He is a big disciple of the Huashan faction, and he has been entangled with this Tian Boguang for a long time along the way, and he deeply understands how powerful Tian Boguang is, if he really kills himself, he would have died under his quick knife.

But he didn't expect that this young man who suddenly appeared looked about the same age as himself, but his martial arts were so good that he could hurt Tian Boguang with one move and make him flee for his life in shock.

This kind of martial arts, even if it is your own master, you don't necessarily have it, right?

"Ling Hu Chong, the eldest disciple of the Xiahua Mountain Sect, thank you for your help."

Although he was amazed by Wu Yan's martial arts, Ling Hu Chong was free and easy, and he couldn't see anything on the surface, so he limped in front of Wu Yan, hugged his fists and saluted.

In the first battle, he was left with seven or eight stab wounds on his body, three of which were on his legs.

"Well, it's just a gesture, in the Lower Sun Moon God Sect, Wu Yan, the deputy hall master of the Wind Thunder Hall", looking at Ling Hu Chong in front of him, Wu Yan nodded.

"You're from the Demon Cult?" , Ling Hu Chong's face changed suddenly, and at the same time he held the sword in his hand tightly.

"What? Just because I'm the Sun and Moon Cult, you're going to do it with me? Glancing at the long sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand, Wu Yan asked.

There was a look of struggle on Ling Hu Chong's face, after all, it was a fact that Wu Yan had helped him just now.

But over the years, the master has also taught himself to see a person in the Demon Sect, draw his sword and stab it, without asking for any reason.

After struggling for a while, Ling Hu Chong held his sword and retreated and left: "Although you helped me today, I am grateful to you, but you are a member of the Demon Sect after all."

Looking at Ling Hu Chong's departing figure, he didn't stop it, but smiled slightly, although Ling Hu Chong didn't mean to make friends with him, but he didn't show hostility towards himself, it's always good to have a first impression.

Judging from the plot of the original book, Wu Yan felt that finding an opportunity to contact Ling Hu Chong a few more times in the future should make him let down his guard.

If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, and Wu Yan didn't expect to be able to meet Ling Hu Chong for the first time, and he looked like a good brother.

This Hengshan City has been quite lively recently, because Liu Zhengfeng is about to wash his hands, so the people from the Wuyue Sword Sect have come over.

And Wu Yan has also stayed in the inn for the past two days, cultivating his internal force well, and he can clearly feel that the internal force has become more integrated, like an arm and a finger.

"If you have a chance in the future, let's see if you can get the Yijin Sutra, or the Zixia Divine Skill of the Huashan Sect, these top internal strength methods should be better than Elder Tong's", after completing another day's cultivation, Wu Yan exhaled a breath of turbid breath and muttered in his heart.

After completing his cultivation, Wu Yan's gaze then fell on the stainless steel long sword next to him, and with a thought, he controlled the long sword and flew out directly, levitating in front of Wu Yan.

With the improvement of his ability, Wu Yan is now able to control two or three hundred catties of metal, that is to say, the metal he controls can reach two or three hundred catties of strength.

After thinking about it, Wu Yan jumped forward, and then stepped on the long sword with both feet.

However, the two-finger-wide long sword had a somewhat unstable center of gravity and a crooked feeling when stepped on, but the long sword withstood the weight of more than a hundred catties of Wu Yan, but it didn't shake it.

"Sure enough, if you control the sword with your ability, the strength of more than two hundred catties is enough to lift yourself."

After stepping on the sword and levitating for a moment, Wu Yan jumped down from the sword, and then the long sword was like a spiritual snake, accurately inserted into the scabbard on the table.

Before he didn't eat Xiao Huandan, even in the face of a first-class master like Liu Zhengfeng, Wu Yan was not sure that he would be able to defeat the other party, if he was close, maybe he would have to kneel in three or two moves.

However, after eating Xiao Huandan, the weight of the metal that he could lift reached two or three hundred catties, but Wu Yan was confident that even if the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect came together, he would not be able to keep himself, and this was the reason.

If you are invincible at a critical time, you can step on your sword and fly away, who can stop you? Congenital is invincible.

Otherwise, Wu Yan would not have the confidence to enter Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin handwashing conference alone.

Although Wu Yan is now the deputy hall master of the Wind and Thunder Hall of the Sun Moon God Sect, after all, he has only just taken office, and he has just joined the Sun Moon God Sect, so no one recognizes him, and he successfully blended in with the crowd, but he entered the Hengshan Sect in a grand manner.

This Liu Zhengfeng's name is not bad, so many people came to his golden basin washing conference.

Not only the Taishan faction, the Huashan faction, and the Hengshan faction came, but there were even other righteous sects such as the Qingcheng faction.

Of course, the Songshan faction, as the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect, did not come, and I don't know if no one came, so it still has to appear at the last moment.

Wu Yan didn't stand out in the crowd, but secretly got to know all the bigwigs present.

The middle-aged man led by the Huashan faction, with an elegant bearing, is Yue Buqun, who is known as the gentleman's sword.

There is also a group of nuns over there, I think it is from the Hengshan faction, of course, there is a young nun who frequently looks at the Huashan faction, who is Yilin who ran over crying a few days ago?

There is also a group of people wearing Taoist robes not far away, who think they are people from the Taishan faction.

Not far away, there was also a group of martial arts people dressed as Sichuan and Shu people, listening to the conversation of the people next to him, Wu Yan knew that they were all from the Qingcheng faction.

Giggle......

It's just that when Wu Yan looked around at the layout of the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference and recognized the identities of these people, suddenly the sound of grinding his teeth sounded beside Wu Yan.

When he turned his head, there was a hunched little beggar standing beside him, who was staring at those Qingcheng faction people with fire in his eyes at this time, although he was not very old, but the hatred in his eyes made people feel cold, and he gritted his teeth and looked at those Qingcheng faction people, and the gurgling sound of grinding his teeth came from his mouth.

"This guy, is it ......".

Looking at the little hunchbacked beggar beside him, Wu Yan's heart moved slightly, and he immediately spoke: "This little brother, look at Lin Pingzhi?" ”。

"It's not! I'm not Lin Pingzhi! You've mistaken someone! ”。

Hearing Wu Yan's words, the little camel's face changed, and he hurriedly shook his head and denied it without thinking about it.

Looking at the reaction of this little camel, Wu Yan smiled slightly and stopped talking.

If ordinary people suddenly hear a name they have never heard of, most of them will think about it before they say it, right? His quick response, almost a reflex, speaks for itself.

Lin Pingzhi turned his head and found that Wu Yan no longer looked at him, it seemed that he had just asked casually, but looking at the slight curvature at the corner of his mouth, he didn't know if he believed his own refutation just now.

This made Lin Ping's heart curious, apprehensive, and a little confused......

However, at this time, Wu Yan's mind had been attracted by the events at the Golden Basin Washing Conference.

I saw that Liu Zhengfeng was so magnificent, he really took out a basin made of gold, and after telling everyone, he stretched out his hand into the basin.

"Wait!".

Sure enough, at this critical moment, a clear cheer sounded, and immediately, a group of dozens of people walked in from the outside, naturally from the Songshan faction.