Sun Yanan took over the Jingchan Sword and was very embarrassed. He actually beat another junior in his sect, a little girl, to cry.

In short, he had already beaten two girls to death in the Seven-Meridian Martial Arts.

Sun Yanwan didn’t know yet, and the elder brother had also cried a few times.

Especially the Taoist nun in white who was beaten by the elder brother, who was known for his beauty in the sect, was admired by his fellow disciples of several ancestry and young disciples. Ding Fenxiu, who was beaten by him, was also a treasure of Feilong Peak. Even Jiang Yan on Feilong Tower was so angry that her pink face turned cold and shouted: "Junior Brother Sun was so cruel!"

At this time, the two brothers did not know that they were accustomed to beating the "evil behavior" of their female disciples. After the seven-line martial arts, the spread was so popular that many female disciples of the Songyang Sect cursed the two of them that they would not be able to please the girls in their lives.

Well, this curse has a future later.

Ding Fenxiu wiped his tears, picked up the dagger, and said hatefully: "I am young and not as good as you. When I am next year and the next year, I will definitely beat you!"

Sun Yanwan smiled embarrassedly and said, "It must be inevitable. Mr. Ding's nephew has an extremely talented talent and a future is limitless."

He coaxed him a few words, but Ding Fenxiu was not grateful. Tears on his face seemed to be like he had just been bullied by the elder brother next door, and he walked down the stone platform pitifully.

She ran to Feilong Tower, threw herself into Jiang Yan's arms, and cried loudly.

"Master, I'm embarrassed for you."

"Uncle Linghu, I have never beat Uncle Sun, and I can't vent my anger for you."

Jiang Yan hugged the baby disciple and said, "I'll go and beat Zhang Qingxi to vent your anger."

"Sun Yanwan is said to be the illegitimate son of the second uncle. When he beat him up, he must have a bad face and has not learned martial arts for a long time. It is not a skill to bully him."

"Zhang Qingxi is famous, and he can fight hard."

If Zhang Qingxi knew that Senior Sister Jiang Yan wanted to beat him, he could only smile bitterly. He had a very good relationship with Mrs. Wei and Jiang Yan. When Zhang Qingxi went up the mountain, he was very young and the seven friends in Songyang were all men, so he could only hand him over to his two female disciples to take with him. When Zhang Qingxi was a child, the clothes were made by his two senior sisters, and he even fed them to his two senior sisters.

Zhang Qingxi told Sun Yanwan that he was careful that Mrs. Wei was beaten when she got drunk. In fact, there was a reason. He was naughty when he was a child and was really beaten by this senior sister.

If Jiang Yan really wants to beat him up, he dare not fight back.

Although he is not his own sister, but his senior sister, Mrs. Wei and Jiang Yan also have the affection of his elder sister as a mother.

Although Jiang Yan was angry, this sentence was to coax his little apprentice and would not really beat Zhang Qingxi. However, Ding Fenxiu took it seriously and pulled his master's sleeve and said, "It's nothing about Master Zhang, Master, don't beat him."

Linghu Shao was a little embarrassed and didn't want to stay in Feilong Tower, so he went downstairs with shame.

Sun Yan returned to Lingjian Tower in the evening, but saw the elder brother laughing and saying, "You actually beat Ding Fenxiu to cry. Be careful that Senior Sister Jiang Yan is causing trouble for you. She is a master, and I can't beat you, so I don't need to ask me for help."

Sun Yan was very depressed and ignored Sun Lingdie and Namco. She sat cross-legged and began to reflect on the flash of inspiration just now.

He first saw four and eight big hammers of several generations in his mind, then shook his head, threw this thought out of his mind, and thought to himself: "It is impossible to practice hammering. It is impossible to practice hammering in this life, nor can it be practiced in sticks. I am not a monkey."

"But...what if it turns into boxing?"

"The most powerful martial arts in martial arts novels on Earth is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm. This palm technique is very famous in the martial arts circle. I have also created the Songyang version of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm?"

"Yeah, don't!"

"Hawing method..."

"What if I call it a fairy hammer?"

"Although this boxing technique is definitely not enough to even the gods in the sky to be knocked down, it is just an exaggeration, but how powerful is the name of "knocking the Immortal Hammer?"

There was a vague way of boxing in his mind. It was very incomplete at the beginning, but it was immediately supplemented bit by bit. The main trunk of this way of boxing was the Golden Tendon and Jade Bone Fist of the Songyang School. The Golden Tendon and Jade Bone Fist practiced the twenty-four meridian tendons, not seeking to defeat the enemy, but only seeking to temper the root bones, laying the foundation for practicing the superior boxing and palm techniques in the future. Sun Yanwan's mind deleted the several ways of boxing that could only temper the muscles and bones but not against the enemy, and added the essence of the thirty-six stances of the Hu family's Hunyuan thirty-six stances, and borrowed the wonderful attainments of the Ziwu Sutra, referring to the moves of the Demon-Slaying Sword and Hunyuan Sword, and turned into eighteen ancient and clumsy boxing techniques.

Although Sun Yanwan didn't learn much, whether it was the Hu family's Hunyuan stake, the Demon Sword, the Ziwu Sutra, the Golden Tendon and Jade Bone Fist, and the Hunyuan Sword, they are all top martial arts in this world. In particular, the Hunyuan stake, the Ziwu Sutra, and the Golden Tendon and Jade Bone Fist, although they are not means to defeat the enemy, they are the first-class basic skills in the world, and the essence of the lifelong martial arts of the Hu family's great master and the ancestor Feng of Songyang.

When Sun Yan was learning martial arts in the evening, he would take notes every day. He had a very profound understanding of these martial arts. He only wanted to practice them well and was different from those who were killed. He even pursued the profound meaning behind these martial arts. These efforts, bit by bit, looked inconspicuous, but today, Zhang Qingxi could choose one more hammering technique, which caused a sudden result.

Although this path of fighting the immortal hammer has learned a lot, it is indeed a new martial art.

This way of boxing is strong and Mo Jing is moving forward!

When the boxing technique was first completed, Sun Yanwan's whole body was full of muscles and bones, and the three meridians and tendons of dragon, tiger and elephant were all shaking, and they all entered the state of small success, increasing at least a few dozen kilograms of strength.

The cultivation of every meridian tendon in the outer family is from the six levels of activation, strength, strength, yin strength, combination strength, and spiritual power. When you reach the level of spiritual power, you can cultivate a strong external true energy from the outside to the inside.

The level of surviving muscles is called the entry-level, and the level of surviving strength can be called the small success.

Including the previous ape tendons, Sun Yanwan had already practiced four meridian tendons until he was a little successful.

Sun Yanwan moved his body and stood up. Suddenly, he felt that if he beat an opponent every time he cried, he would have such gains. It seems that it would be impossible to beat a few more Taoist nuns to cry.

Although it is a bit unfamiliar, if you can improve your martial arts skills, you can actually not be a human being.

Seeing noon, Sun Lingdie asked someone to order another banquet, but Nanmeng took the maid out, prepared six side dishes by himself, and made a pot of sour plum soup drink.

This time, Zhang Qingxi did not accompany Sun Yanwan, but instead found an excuse to say goodbye.
Chapter completed!