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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 485: Defeat

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    Chapter 485 Defeated

    The burly man's face was dim and uncertain. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment. He slowly raised his head, gritted his teeth, and stared at Wang Yuyan. His eyes were blazing like torches. He nodded slowly: "Compete!"

    Wang Yuyan turned to everyone, her autumn eyes glanced at her, and she asked lightly: "Is there anything else to compare with?"

    The burly man frowned: "How are you doing?"

    Wang Yuyan glanced at him, turned to everyone, and said calmly: "If there are any who want to compete, let's fight together. If you can beat me, I will give you the secrets of our sect."

    "Haha, the girl is so courageous, and she is not inferior to women!" A person from Kasyapa Tathagata Temple laughed and gave a thumbs up.

    Wang Yuyan's expression was indifferent, without a smile, and her clear eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one: "If you don't want to be together, you can also fight alone, it's up to you."

    Everyone¡¯s expressions suddenly changed, and they turned to look at the people next to them, their eyes touching each other, as if they were communicating silently.

    Wang Yuyan had a cold face and looked at everyone indifferently without urging them.

    Everyone's mind is contradictory. If the group attacked and passed out, what else can you walk on martial arts?  But judging from the martial arts she used to attack Sun Lixing just now, she might not be able to deal with it by herself.

    "If you can't defeat her, not only will you not be able to obtain the secrets of our sect, but you will become a servant of the Murong family. People in the martial arts will never go back on their promises."

    "Every martial arts that can be included in the Murong family has its own uniqueness, and the sect it belongs to is also famous, but now it is declining and dying, mostly because the martial arts are lost.

    "Everyone who comes to ask for martial arts secrets is because the sect's martial arts are lacking and their power is greatly reduced. The Murong family has a complete secret book. If they can obtain it, they will definitely revive the sect's reputation.

    "Have you thought about it?" Wang Yuyan glanced at everyone with her bright eyes, stood up Yingying, moved lightly, came to the center of the hall, and said calmly: "I can't kill people with my palm skills."

    "Okay, let's fight!" The six of them stood up in a flash and stood behind Li Xing, the burly man. His eyes were as bright as torches and his expression was firm.

    In order to revitalize the school, we will do our best to destroy our reputation!

    With this in mind, they didn¡¯t believe that they didn¡¯t have guilty consciences. Instead, they were strong and strong, with sharp eyes.

    Three middle-aged men were sitting in the chairs, all wearing gray clothes. It was obvious at a glance that they were from the same sect. They were stroking their long beards, shaking their heads and saying nothing, with disapproval on their faces.

    "Let's do it!" Wang Yuyan remained silent, like a snow lotus quietly opening, her breath quiet and peaceful, cold and aloof.

    "Offended!" The burly man's eyes flashed and he rushed out.

    He rushed in front of Wang Yuyan in two steps. A silver bolt flashed from his waist and struck Wang Yuyan's waist, as if he wanted to chop her in half.

    The other six people followed the movements, either slashing with knives or stabbing with swords. Although they had never cooperated, they had a vague understanding of each other. They surrounded Wang Yuyan from all directions, making it impossible to avoid him.

    ¡°Ding, ding, ding, ding¡­¡± the clear sound continued, like a string of beads rolling down a jade plate, the sound was clear and sweet.

    Wang Yuyan instantly transformed into four people. Their movements were all different, but they were all graceful and moving, like dancing. Each of the four people had a wonderful look, some were solemn, some were delicate and charming, some were as cold as the moon, or some were as soft as the spring breeze. It was a sight to see.  I was so dizzy that I couldn't control myself.

    The four figures occupied four directions and withstood the attacks of the seven people. Although their postures were different, they all had plum blossom fingers in their hands, elegant and graceful. When the sword blade stabbed them, they flicked the spine of the sword with their fingers, and the long sword was drawn.  When cutting, raise your palm and lightly tap the back of the knife to make a crisp sound.

    Her palms are as white as jade, and when they collide with the sword, they make a clear sound, like the sound of gold and stone. It makes people wonder whether her palms have really turned into white jade.

    "What kind of kung fu is this?!" The three middle-aged men in gray clothes stopped in the air, still twirling their long beards, with surprised expressions on their faces. They looked at each other and whispered.

    While discussing, their eyes were still fixed on the field. Wang Yuyan's figure was like a magnet, tightly attracting their attention.

    "What an amazing Qing Gong!" A middle-aged man sighed, his face turned extremely ugly: "No wonder she is not afraid of being attacked. With this Qing Gong, there is no difference between one person and ten people!"

    The other two middle-aged people also had ugly expressions on their faces and sighed secretly.

    The two people on the right, lay disciples of Kasyapa Tathagata Temple, also whispered: "No wonder the Murong family has such a great reputation. With this light skill and this palm technique, it is well-deserved!"

    The other person nodded and lowered his voice: "We have come to the right place this time!"

    Bao BuTong sat next to them. Hearing the discussion, Bao BuTong showed a hint of embarrassment on his face. He understood that this was definitely not the Kung Fu of the Murong family, nor was it such a powerful Kung Fu.

    ??Obviously, this is the Kung Fu passed down by Mr. Xiao. The master of the family relies on this to show his prestige, which is tantamount to Mr. Xiao's contribution. The Murong family?It¡¯s a bit embarrassing!

    "Mr. Bao, I wonder what kind of kung fu this is?" A man turned around and asked Bao Tong with a smile.

    Bao BuTong rolled his eyes at him, turned his head away, and let out a soft snort from his nostrils.

    It seems that he felt embarrassed because he was restrained by two people just now, and his anger is still lingering.

    The man was not angry, but smiled, and said in a low voice: "Our brothers have been offended many times, and we cannot win without using force. Don't be offended, Third Master Bao However, if Third Master Bao uses this kind of Kung Fu, my brother  These two are absolutely invincible!"

    Bao BuTong turned his head and ignored it, complaining secretly in his heart that he didn¡¯t know the name of this Qing Gong, so naturally he couldn¡¯t tell the two of them, but he didn¡¯t want anyone to see this, so he could only pretend to be angry.

    "The Murong family is indeed the Murong family. Such skill must be unique and unique. Why haven't we heard of it?" Seeing Bao Bubu's behavior, the man was still not angry and murmured to himself.

    He suddenly said "Oh" and said with a smile: "Is it possible that this is not the Kung Fu of the Murong family, so Mr. Bao doesn't know about it either?"

    "Fart! Of course I know it, Third Master!" Bao Tongtong became angry, scolded, and snorted: "This is my Murong's special skilltransformation!"

    "Apparition?" Another person also turned his head and shook his head: "I don't think I've heard of it"

    Bao BuTong rolled his eyes twice and said hurriedly: "This is the miraculous skill of my Murong family. It is difficult to practice. Even the young master has not been able to master it. Only the master of the family, who is a genius, has mastered it!"

    He complained secretly in his heart that he had to lie again because he was so stubborn!

    The three of them were talking, and there was a lot of buzzing in the arena. Every move and every move of the seven people was caught by Wang Yuyan. She did not avoid it, either flicking it with her fingers or raising her palm.  , the movements are elegant and graceful, not hurried or slow, but tightly and seamlessly guarded.

    Suddenly, another figure appeared behind the four figures. It was located among the four people. The four graceful figures moved quickly and rushed towards the middle figure one after another, blending into it.

    The four figures completely merged into one, and the originally blurry jade face became clear, as cold as cold jade, and the eyes were like gems, shining brightly.

    The seven people immediately roared, and thrust their swords at them together, trying their best. This opportunity is too rare!

    Wang Yuyan swayed, escaped from the surrounding area, and appeared behind the burly man. She pressed out with a light palm, and the man flew up and fell ten feet away.

    Immediately, her ethereal figure appeared behind a person in a blink of an eye. With a light palm, she knocked him away and fell next to the big man.

    In the blink of an eye, no matter how hard the seven people dodge or how tightly they guard, the sword dance is so airtight that water cannot penetrate, and Wang Yuyan cannot be stopped.

    After taking a few breaths, the seven people fell out one by one and landed together, all of them looking ugly.

    They were not injured, but once they were defeated, they would become servants of the Murong family. This would be too embarrassing.

    "If you want to stay, you can stay. If you want to leave, feel free." Wang Yuyan glanced at the seven people on the ground and said calmly, sitting back on the main seat.

    She no longer paid attention to the seven people, turned to the three middle-aged men in gray, and said calmly: "Do you want to take action too?"

    A middle-aged man shook his head: "The master of the family has amazing magical skills. If you think you are invincible, you will not be ashamed to show your respect. Farewell!"

    "Third brother, help me deliver it." Wang Yuyan nodded lightly.

    "Yes, head of the family!" Bao BuTong stood up excitedly, responded respectfully, turned to the three of them, and smiled: "You three are really sensible, good! Good!"

    The three of them shook their heads with a wry smile, glanced at the seven people on the ground, turned around and left.

    Bao BuTong stared at the seven people and said carelessly: "What about you? If anyone wants to get out, if anyone wants to get out, please tell me quickly!"

    The expressions of the seven people changed. They were filled with anger, but they suppressed it. They knew that Mr. Bao had a bad mouth and could not argue with him.

    "Are there any? If there are, hurry up. If not, we'll leave!" Bao BuTong snorted impatiently.

    "Third brother!" Wang Yuyan frowned.

    "Hehe, okay, I won't say anything!" Bao BuTong waved his hand.
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