The martial arts transformation of Wang Yuyan

After leaving Duan Yu, Wang Yuyan slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. This guy is really annoying! He was beaten into a pig head by Zhong Wanchou, but he still dared to pester her like this. However, Wang Yuyan gradually relaxed her frown when she thought of Duan Yu giving her the formula of Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Microstep. After dealing with Zhong Ling's affairs here, she can consider studying these two top martial arts of Xiaoyao Sect!

Beiming Divine Art can absorb other people's internal force and transform it into her own use. And Lingbo Microstep, a strange step, is unpredictable!

These two martial arts can be said to be extremely rare, and their real effects are probably not inferior to the Douzhuanxingyi that she extorted from Murong Fu.

After Wang Yuyan pondered for a moment, she had made up her mind.

Then she walked towards the place where Zhong Ling was in trouble.

In seven days, the positions of the Wuliang Sword Sect will definitely change, but in order to ensure that Duan Yu can find them, they will definitely leave corresponding marks.

She only needs to find these marks to find Zhong Ling smoothly!

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At this time, in a valley!

There was only one day left in the seven days, and a group of people in this valley began to get anxious. If Duan Yu could not come back in seven days, the head of their Wuliang Sword Sect would die under the poison of the lightning marten. At that time, the entire Wuliang Sword Sect would lose its backbone, and they would become fat meat in the eyes of other sects and suffer. And all of this was thanks to the beautiful girl in front of them.

At this time, a girl was helping on a wooden stake in front of them.

The girl was not very old, only about seventeen or eighteen years old.

At this time, the woman's face was full of fear, and there were even some tears on her beautiful face, like rain/dew on a lily, and a pair of rosy lips exuded endless charm.

A green dress wrapped around her exquisite and graceful body, exuding a unique youthful breath of a girl.

This is a rare little beauty.

If it were in normal times, they would not have enough time to pamper her, but now they only have endless hatred!

It was this little girl who pushed their Wuliang Sword Sect into the abyss!

"It's already the seventh day. If your lover doesn't bring the antidote to our leader today, we will let you be buried with our leader."A man held a dagger in his hand and approached Zhong Ling's neck. He gently slid across Zhong Ling's neck, and Zhong Ling's whole body trembled.

She didn't want to die so early, and she prayed silently in her heart that Duan Yu would come back soon. However, Zhong Ling was worried. After all, it was the first time he and Duan Yu met, and Duan Yu didn't know martial arts at all. It was a question whether he could reach Wanjie Valley safely, let alone be able to bring the antidote to save himself. But at this time, Zhong Ling had no other choice but to look forward to Duan Yu coming back on time.

Not far away, Zuo Zimu's head became dizzy. The poison of the lightning marten was very powerful. Even if he had a deep internal force to suppress the outbreak of the poison, he had already reached his limit. If Duan Yu didn't deliver the antidote to her before dark, she might really die.

""Little bitch, besides taking your pills, is there any other way to cure the poison of the lightning marten?" Zuo Zimu gradually became irritable.

"Tell me quickly, if you tell me even a single lie, I will cut your face and turn you into an ugly monster, so that you will never get married." The disciple of Wuliang Sword Sect took a dagger and cut it in front of Zhong Ling's face, which immediately made Zhong Ling's tears flow again.

For a girl, the most important thing is their beauty. If their face is really cut, then their life will be ruined.

However, under this threat, Zhong Ling still gritted her teeth and insisted:"Except for our Wanjie Valley, there is no other place in the world that can make the antidote for this poison. Believe it or not!"

This sentence made Zuo Zimu's face become more distorted.

However, when Zuo Zimu was about to continue interrogating Zhong Ling, suddenly a melodious flute sound came over.

The flute sound was melodious and beautiful, like the sound of nature, which made people unable to help but immerse themselves in it.

Even people who knew nothing about music gradually became obsessed with it.

After all, this kind of sound was so beautiful.

However, as I listened, a wave of sleepiness gradually surged into my heart!

Many disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect yawned, and then fell to the ground.

This scene also completely woke Zuo Zimu up, and he hurriedly said:"Enemy attack, everyone be alert, don't listen to the flute sound!"

However, although Zuo Zimu reminded them in time, in a short time, more than a dozen disciples of Wuliang Sword Sect had fainted on the ground and were unconscious. Only the two stronger guards beside Zuo Zimu remained awake. The sound of the flute gradually disappeared, and a beautiful figure came over from the hidden place, saying with a bit of joking:"What a Wuliang Sword Sect, they only know how to bully a little girl, how can they stand among the fellow martial artists!"