"Happy!"

A jar of liquor entered the stomach and turned into a red-hot knife, which was hot and painful.

Throwing away the wine jar, Wang Yan reached out to wipe the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and his previously beautiful and fair face was now glowing red.

His expression was slightly drunk, but his eyes did not have the slightest hint of concern, but were clearer and deeper.

"Canglong Twelve Fists, this fist method is not low-grade, right? Today is the first time I have seen you perform it. ”

Looking at Cangqing, who also had a flushed face, Wang Yan stared at him without blinking.

Hearing this, Cang Qing showed an ugly smile.

"Actually, I don't want to do this at all, because ...... It's my own martial art. ”

"But today I was provoked by Zang Feihong, and I was not angry in my heart, so I ......"

Wang Yan interrupted Cangqing with a wave of his hand at this time, "I don't mean to get to the bottom of it, it's just that I've never seen you perform, I'm just curious." ”

After saying that, Wang Yan reached out and patted him lightly on the shoulder a few times, and suddenly grinned.

"You and I brothers will drink the strongest wine and kill the strongest enemies in the future. ”

"As for the old days...... Don't mention it now, just go all out in the Ancient Secret Realm this time. ”

Cang Qing nodded silently, looking at Wang Yan, a pair of tiger eyes flashed with strange brilliance.

"Boss, you, what's going on with your arm?"

Faced with this sudden words, Wang Yan was stunned at first, then chuckled and shook his head.

"Broken arm...... If you don't mention it, you can only blame me for being unladylike and not knowing people's hearts. ”

After the words fell, Wang Yan turned around and walked towards the house, and Cangqing, who was looking at the thin figure, suddenly felt a little sad in his heart.

Wang Yan never talked about his past, and although Cang Qing didn't ask, he was very curious in his heart.

Because a genius like Wang Yan is talented and amazing, he is a high-profile figure in any sect.

Even if he was not sent to the Jinling Dynasty, he was at least the best among the core disciples of the three halls.

However, such a demonic figure actually joined the Burning Sun Sect, which ranked second among the nine sects.

Although the Burning Sun Sect is already a behemoth and a top sect for many people, it is like an ant in front of the three halls.

Cang Qing had also thought about it before, and the reason why Wang Yan joined the Burning Sun Sect was entirely because of him.

But now it seems that it is not all, but he has no way of knowing Wang Yan's past.

"Could it be that the boss is a down-and-out young master of a super family, or is it the son of a top wealthy family who has traveled to the world?"

Seeing Wang Yan's figure disappear, Cang Qing shook his head expressionlessly, but his mind began to become active at this moment.

......

Following.

The scorching sun rose on time again, pouring the scorching sun on the earth without hesitation.

In the inner gate square, the makeshift ring was overcrowded, and as far as the eye could see, it was crowded with people, and the black pressure was overwhelming.

Yesterday was the first day of the qualification battle, and most of the inner disciples who came to participate were below the Fivefold Realm of Forging Stars.

But today is different, it seems that after Yu Hanhai announced the rules of the qualification battle, it has made those who have cultivated themselves to a high level unbearable.

Wang Yan, who came alone, was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any sensation.

Because at this time, everyone looked nervously at a young man who was shouting in the ring.

"Alas, how did this guy Lei Yun jump out, if no one has yet to fight, he will have to get a quota!"

"Who dares to fight? Lei Yun is the peak cultivator of the Eightfold Realm of Forging Stars, who can be his enemy in the field?"

"You say this reminds me of a person who should be able to suppress Lei Yun. ”

When the words landed, the inner disciple didn't care about other people's inquiries, and his eyes began to look around.

Suddenly, a thin one-armed figure came into view, and the disciple was immediately overjoyed.

"Okay, don't ask, the person who can suppress Lei Yun has already come, shh......h

Lei Yun is the young man who called out in the ring, handsome and tall, but cold and deep.

A pair of narrow eyes bloom a little cold from time to time, which is breathtaking.

"Who wants to fight with me? If not, this quota Lei will be disrespectful. ”

The cold words were mixed with a strong star power, rolling and spreading far away.

For a while, there was no sound in the crowd of black pressure, and the silent pin drop could be heard.

"I'll give it a try. ”

Just then, a clear voice came.

Suddenly, everyone turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

Lei Yun frowned slightly, and following the prestige, a thin figure slowly approached the road that parted on its own initiative.

The empty sleeves swayed with the footsteps, which was very abrupt.

But Lei Yun's pupils suddenly constricted, and his cold face became a little more solemn.

This person is Wang Yan!

"Senior brother is not talented, I want to give it a try, Senior Brother Lei, please." ”

Slowly walking into the ring, Wang Yan made a gesture of invitation with an indifferent expression, and did not attack, looking at Lei Yun with a smile.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The title of the one-armed fierce man, Lei Yun has naturally heard of it.

And he understands a little more that he can make a great reputation in the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, not by rumors, but by strength!

"Wang Yan?"

"It's me. ”

After a brief question and answer, Lei Yun pondered for a moment, his eyes bloomed with a ray of essence, and a powerful momentum gradually came out of his body, soaring upward.

"Don't talk nonsense, see the real chapter!"

When the words fell, I saw Lei Yun's hands draw a circle, and the dazzling star power gushed out, surrounding his arms.

Looking at Wang Yan with an indifferent face, his eyes were cold, and his palms were shot out in unison, regardless of front and back!

In the next moment, the thunder cloud vanished, and two near-materialized palm prints followed.

"Behind you!"

"No, overhead!"

"None of them are right, in ...... At...... What kind of trick is Lei Yun playing?

The onlookers shouted instantly, but none of them could accurately say where Lei Yun was.

At this moment, Wang Yan, who had not moved, suddenly stretched out his right foot and took a step forward.

Suddenly, two Wang Yan appeared in the ring, with expressions, like two deities.

"This, how is this possible?!"

Lei Yun's figure appeared, staying where Wang Yan had just stood.

He looked at the two Wang Yan with a somewhat sluggish expression, and defeated the double palm prints he had made earlier.

"Soul Slayer Palm!"

In less than an instant, Lei Yun came back to his senses, and the momentum that belonged to the peak of the Eightfold Realm of Forging Stars exploded violently!

Then the star power poured out wildly, and he slapped his palm at the two Wang Yan from afar.

The power of the stars that permeated the heavens and the earth was attracted by a certain attraction, and all of them surged towards the palm of Lei Yun's hand.

In an instant, the star power of his entire palm turned pitch black, like ink.

"I'll let you change, give me pieces!"

As the palm of his hand fell, a terrifying aura that made people feel like they were chilling instantly diffused out.

A big black hand appeared in the void, enveloping the two Wang Yan and slamming them down!