Chapter 225 Competing for internal strength (seeking monthly votes)

When Jiyatanna arrived, Sun Yanwan had already flew away without a trace.

The little princess of Beiyan was so angry that she collapsed the tent on the spot.

The Northern Yan army was all dispatched to search for mountains and seas, as if they had to find Sun Yan late.

Sun Yanwan pressed his helmet, and he used his usual tricks to get involved in the Northern Yan army. Now he is a thief in the official language of Northern Yan, and is well aware of the various rules of horse riding, and is already familiar with the way.

Sun Yanwan followed the Northern Yan army and wanted to get out of the military camp. Suddenly, he heard cheers. He looked up and saw that Xiximuli was tied up like a meat dumpling. His leather pockets were bulging around him. It was obviously stolen and captured by someone. He couldn't help but contempt a silent sentence for this "good friend".

He is unable to protect himself now, so where can he save people?

He fought with Prince of Northern Yan and a congenital master one after another, and his internal injuries were not light.

Fortunately, the little prince of Beiyan has not yet reached the point of practicing the meridians and tendons of the whole body. Only internal strength is the first level. Otherwise, Sun Yan might not be able to stand up straight at this time.

After finally leaving the camp, Sun Yanwan immediately left the team, used his light skills, ran all the way, and fled to the nearby mountains.

He had just found a secluded place and wanted to activate the Taiyi Qingling Fan's magical skill to heal his wounds, but he heard a proud voice and shouted: "Sun Yanwan, I finally found you again."

Sun Yanwan was shocked and drew his sword in his hand, but saw Fan Najia holding a snow-white marten rat in his second hand, as if he was a demon's gift, and his other hand gently waved the folding fan, as if Zhuge Buliang, his face was full of confidence.

Sun Yanwan was injured. He was still a congenital master at the innate realm. He fought alone. Who would win or lose?

Sun Yanwan activated the magic trick, but did not notice anyone following him. He felt half relieved, laughed and said, "It turns out it is Brother Fannajia, the little pet you are behind, is so cute. I wonder if I can give it to you? I must take good care of it and never let it endure hunger."

Speaking of the snow-white marten rat in his hand, Fanna Jiaer suddenly became angry and shouted: "If you hadn't poisoned the spirit eagle, how could you escape my hand?"

"I'm borrowing this treasure hunting marten from my senior sister. Although I was not looking for someone, it's enough to find you."

He let go of the snow-white marten rat in his hand, and the cute marten rat immediately jumped onto the nearby branches, staring at the two of them with fiery red eyes, as if he was very interested.

Fan shaking the fan with Jia Er folding open, and he attacked the first move. He deeply felt that there was no need to talk nonsense with Sun Yanwan.

Sun Yanwan's long sword shook lightly and fought with Fan Na Jiaer for more than ten moves. He thought to himself: "This guy can go to the arena of the battle for the tripod. It's indeed not an ordinary innate realm. Although my sword skills are not bad, I shouldn't win."

"It's better to compete with him for his internal strength, or have a glimmer of hope."

When Sun Yanwan thought of this, he deliberately leaked a flaw. When Fan took Jia Er folding fan together, he came to the point of slanting point, and suddenly reached out and grabbed it, and an internal force attacked it.

Sun Yan’s first day of learning martial arts in the evening…

OK! At that time, Miao Youxiu really didn’t have time to teach him some common sense about martial arts.

Anyway, not long after he learned martial arts, he was reminded by Miao Youxiu, Zhang Yuanqiao, and even his senior brother Zhang Qingxi that he would never compete with others for internal strength, recruitment, and palm strength, and he could rely on the exquisite martial arts skills. Even if he got one or two moves, he might not die. However, fighting hard with internal strength often means he would die, which was extremely dangerous.

If there is a choice, Sun Yanwan would not want to fight for internal strength, but at this time he was injured. Fanna Jia Er's martial arts skills are indeed powerful, and there is also a treasure hunting marten rat. If you want to escape with your light skills, you can only choose this dangerous method, and try it out.

The two of them fought with each other in the folding fan, and soon they saw sweat on their foreheads.

Fanna Jia Er didn't expect that Sun Yanwan was so bold? He came up directly and competed with himself for his internal strength. This was the most dangerous way.

However, he was already in the innate realm of self-control, and he was not afraid to fight with Sun Yanwan's internal strength. The ice silkworm became a magical skill and urged him to make a magical skill. The two internal strengths came back and forth, and he felt that Sun Yanwan's internal strength was strange and endless. He relied on the ice shovel he became famous to become a magical skill, but he actually gained less than a little advantage.

A stick of incense passed, and Fanna Jiaer's internal strength continued to grow and was not exhausted yet, but Sun Yanwan's internal strength was a little unable to continue.

Purely in terms of the true qi, Sun Yan practiced both the inside and the outside, and practiced external skills to the point where he practiced from the outside to the inside, which was better than Fan Na Jia Er. However, in terms of the long-term true qi and rapid recovery, he would not have to go to the innate nature of Fan Na Jia Er's old qualification.

Sun Yanwan gritted his teeth and insisted. He knew that as soon as he let go, his internal strength would be swept back by Fannajia's ice silkworm's transformation into a magical skill. The two's internal strengths merged into one place, which was enough to blow him into a dead person.

He didn't know that Fanna Jia Er was also secretly complaining. Although his skill reached the innate realm, he always felt that Sun Yanwan had another trump card. The opponent's internal strength was also shocked. He was a little regretful when he reached this point.

Suddenly, the two of them competed for the folding fan inside, and suddenly they cracked brittle, the cloth woven into the fan surface, and the fan bones made of good bamboo were all shattered.

Sun Yanwan gritted his teeth and tried to endure Fan Najia'er's palm, and knocked over with an immortal hammer.

Fan Ha Jia Er's folding fan is not a treasure weapon. He just uses the best silk and the best fan bones to make things. It is already very difficult to use them to make weapons, let alone compete with internal strength?

Fanna Jiaer didn't expect that Sun Yanwan was so brave. He handed it out with a palm. He had no time to take it back. He could only grit his teeth and wanted to use his protective true energy to take Sun Yanwan's attack.

The two of them hit each other almost at the same time. Sun Yanwan was hit by an ice silkworm palm on the shoulder, and Fanna Jiaer was punched by Sun Yanwan in the lower abdomen.

The two of them burst out with powerful internal forces, and they were each knocked back several steps by the other party. Sun Yanwan leaned on a big tree on his back, and hurriedly introduced the cold energy of the ice silkworm into the tree trunk and sprayed a mouthful of blood, but his injuries were also healed. Fanna Jiaer was not as lucky as Sun Yanwan. He fell to the ground and rolled a few times in a mess. Then he took advantage of the situation and stood up and cursed at Sun Yanwan: "Look at how many palms you can pick me up?"

Sun Yanwan rushed up and punched him again. Fan Na Jiaer had no choice but to use his hands and fight hard against him with his solid teeth.

Both sides activate their best martial arts and repeatedly beat dozens of moves.

Sun Yanwan made up his mind and refused to do anything to exchange for injuries with Fanna Jiaer. He hit the immortal hammer one after another, and scattered all the anger that had failed to kill the little prince of Beiyan just now on Fanna Jiaer.

This unreserved hard-handed palm force is second only to the internal force of fighting. Fan Najia Er took more than ten palms and knew that he had a serious internal injury, but he did not dare to retreat a little, for fear that he would retreat, so Sun Yanwan was as imposing as a rainbow.
Chapter completed!