Chapter 167: Take me and hit the immortal hammer

Sun Yanwan put Gu Tuo Niang down and said, "Someone bullied Sister Gu just now, I have to go back and beat him to death."

Sun Yanwan is a man with a broad mind and does not allow himself to have overnight revenge.

He said, “You won’t live long today.”

Saritu...

He shouldn't have lived for a night!

On the way back, Sun Yanwan had already thought about it.

Isn’t it just external kung fu, the whole body that is as hard as steel when practicing?

I can wait for the vital points with my eyes, but I can still kill a thousand years!

Well, you can't use Jingchan Lingxi to use the thousand-year-old killing, otherwise these two swords will be unclean.

On the way, Sun Yan went to buy two swords on his way. The quality was average, so just use it.

After Saritu killed more than ten people, he finally felt a little calmer. He sat in a flower hall and asked Fanlou to send wine as soon as possible.

While Fan Lou reported to the officials, he arranged clever people to stabilize these evil people.

Although Fan Lou is not without raising people from the world and guarding the house, the highest level is Ding Feng. How can he resist such a vicious spirit as Saritu?

Fortunately, there are many experts in the Dalang government, and there are always people who can take charge of the matter.

But no one expected that Sun Yanwan was the fastest one. Before Saritu's dishes were served, he arrived first.

Sun Yanwan made a move with Saritu. He knew that his light skills were a weakness. He went straight to his follower, spread his swords and killed the North Yan warrior five or six meters in an instant.

Those who can be selected by Saritu and stayed by their side are all famous warriors in Northern Yan. They charge forward and cannot be brave.

Dozens of people formed a formation, and even innate masters could withstand it for a while.

However, they came to drink flower wine. Most of the soldiers of the Northern Yan warriors were heavy, and many people were not with them, so they were caught off guard by Sun Yanwan.

When Sun Yanwan killed the eighth man, Saritu finally found an opportunity and punched out, locked Sun Yanwan and hit his Lingxi sword.

Sun Yanan retreated slightly, looking at Saritu's subordinates who had formed a formation and wanted to kill randomly, it was no longer possible. He knew that the next thing would be a tough battle, and he was about to come up with a clever plan without any flaws, and he created a flaw.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came out. Lingxi was excited, and she withdrew her side. Jingchan stinged out and fought with Saritu again. This time he felt more clearly and couldn't help but shout, "How is your strength average?"

Saritu hit the peak momentum of his life with two punches, but unexpectedly, he welcomed such an unscrupulous sentence from this boy, and immediately smiled and said, "Come and try the strength of a certain family."

Sun Yanwan hesitated for a moment, withdrew his two swords, and set out his posture, just one move - Dragon Elephant Prajna!

Sa Ritu was ecstatic when he saw this and punched him with one punch. He fought hard. Sun Yanwan shook his body. With the help of the magical skills of the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, he swallowed 50% or 60% of the boxing force, and then with the help of light skills, he transformed three or four points of the boxing force. The remaining boxing force was no longer worth mentioning to him.

But Saritu took a step back, and he immediately showed surprise and thought to himself: "This kid is thin and weak, and he is proficient in external kung fu? His strength..."

"It seems that it's not inferior to me!"

Sun Yanwan is still a little confused now. Why is his external kung fu at most only a sixth grade. Due to his age, his strength has not yet grown, but he is only 100% or 20% weaker in Pisa Ritu?

This 20% gap can almost be smoothed out with the help of the Ruyi Qiankun Bag's magical skills.

He had a thought in his mind, what other tactics should he use?

"Swallow him to death with the immortal hammer."

Ruyi Qiankun Bag's magical skills were extremely fast to return, and Sun Yanwan then made a move of dragon, tiger and leopard. Saritu took another punch, and couldn't help but take a step back.

Although Sun Yanwan promised Uncle Six not to use this method of boxing, how long has it been? Yin Bailian should have killed anyone who wanted to kill him. He immediately had no scruples and used his 18th route to the immortal hammer and used it with great pleasure.

Saritu didn't expect that there was such a arrogant and domineering boxing technique in the world. He forced Sun Yanwan's fifteenth punch. When the sixteenth move - Fire Dragon Killing Lord, he couldn't catch his true energy and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

Sun Yanwan was greatly inspired and released eight dragon elephant Prajna in one breath!

Saritu forced his first three moves, and he vomited blood. He took the fourth move and vomited half of his internal organs. He didn't follow the fifth move. His arms were broken, and his sixth move was beaten to pieces. His whole body was broken. His seventh move and his eighth move was purely venting his anger.

This master, who was determined to participate in the battle for the tripod, was hit by Sun Yan's immortal hammer like a broken pocket, and could hardly see the complete human form.

Twenty-four punches killed Saritu. Sun Yanwan was covered in blood all over, all of them were squirted by Saritu. After a glance, dozens of Northern Yan warriors shouted in fright, turned around and ran away.

Sun Yanwan let out a long roar, and his two swords were unsheathed and chased him up.

If these Northern Yan warriors formed a formation, they might be forced to retreat. The military formation method is indeed the nemesis of most martial arts masters. After all, no matter how high the martial arts skills are, they cannot give birth to three heads and six arms.

But this kind of long street hunting, these Northern Yan warriors are just like chickens and ducks.

Sun Yanwan killed the last Northern Yan warrior. He had just chased him to an inn when he suddenly felt a pressure and turned around without any nostalgia.

Sun Yanwan did not delay that day and took everyone away from Luojing.

Before leaving, he returned the two long swords that he had prepared to use the Thousand Years of Kill, but did not use them.

Mahanaye looked at his apprentice who was no longer human-like and asked lightly: "You said, someone beat my apprentice to death with a fist?"

"What a fist!"

"Even the old monk can't see the details."

There was a North Yan warrior in a mess and several servants from Fanlou kneeling in front of him. They were all trembling all over.

What happened today is so terrifying. It is impossible for them to not have nightmares in their lives.

Mahanaye felt sad. He knew that his disciples were harsh and loved to kill, so he refused to regain his temper when he arrived at Dalang. He killed several Hua Niangs in Jinlou. Although he relied on the identity of the envoy of Beiyan, the woman died in brothels, and according to the rules, he only paid compensation, so he suppressed the matter.

Although he was a master, his potential was exhausted and he was even pushed out. He pretended to be Alanta and acted as a substitute for this senior brother. He had long known that there was no future and placed all hope on this disciple. However, today, this disciple was beaten to death.

Mahanaye only asked about the situation from beginning to end. At that time, he did not ask about the identity of the murderer.

The story of Sun Yanwan in Fanlou has long been spread throughout Luojing. Even Mahanaye knew that when he heard that his apprentice died in Fanlou, he knew that Sun Yanwan must have taken action, so naturally there was no need to ask more questions.

Waving his hand, the Northern Yan warrior and several servants from Fanlou retreated. Mahanaye looked at the disciple's body, sat cross-legged, and recited the scriptures silently. He was not for his disciple's salvation, but for suppressing the demons in his heart.

He can't take action yet.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!