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Chapter 22: Imperial Sword

"So amazing..." Linghu Chong looked at Wu Yan, with a look of amazement in his eyes, and he felt a little ashamed.

I was a great disciple of the Huashan Sect. I had been entangled with Tian Boguang all the way for a long time and deeply understood Tian Boguang's power. If he had really had the intention to kill himself, he would have died under his quick knife.

But unexpectedly, this young man who suddenly appeared seemed to be about the same age as him, but his martial arts were so great that he could hurt Tian Boguang in one move, which made him run away in shock.

Even my master may not have such martial arts, right?

"In the Xiahuashan Sect's great disciple Linghu Chong, thank you for your help."

Although he was amazed at Wu Yan's martial arts, Linghu Chong was free and easy by nature, and could not see anything on the surface. He limped to Wu Yan, bowed with fists and said.

As soon as the battle came, he left seven or eight sword wounds on his body, three on his legs.

"Well, it's just a little effort. Wu Yan, the deputy head of the Fenglei Hall, looked at Linghu Chong in front of him, and Wu Yan nodded.

"Are you a member of the Demon Sect?" Linghu Chong's face changed suddenly, and he held the sword in his hand tightly.

"What? Just because I am the Sun and Moon God Sect, you are going to fight with me?" Wu Yan asked, glanced at the long sword in Linghu Chong's hand.

Linghu Chong had a look of struggle on his face. After all, it was a fact that Wu Yan had just helped him.

But for many years, the master has also taught himself that when he meets a person in the Demon Sect, he will pull his sword and stab him without asking any reason.

After struggling for a while, Linghu Chong held the sword and retreated: "Although you helped me today, I am very grateful to you, but you are a member of the Demon Sect after all."

Looking at Linghu Chong's leaving figure, he did not stop him, but smiled slightly. Although Linghu Chong did not intend to make friends with him, he did not show hostility towards him, and having a first impression is always good.

Judging from the plot of the original work, Wu Yan feels that finding more opportunities to contact Linghu Chong in the future should make him let go of his guard.

Haste is not enough, and Wu Yan didn't expect to be able to get along with Linghu Chong at the first time, looking like a good brother.

Hengshan City has been quite lively recently. Because Liu Zhengfeng is about to wash his hands, everyone from the Five Mountains Sword Sect has come.

Wu Yan has also stayed in the inn for the past two days, practicing his internal strength well, and he can clearly feel that his internal strength has become more integrated, like an arm and finger.

"If you have the chance in the future, see if you can get the Yijin Jing or the Zixia magic skill of the Huashan School. These top internal skills and mental techniques should be better than Elder Tong's." After completing another day of cultivation, Wu Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air and murmured in his heart.

After completing the practice, Wu Yan's eyes then fell on the steel sword next to him. With a thought, he controlled the sword and flew out directly and slung in front of Wu Yan.

With the improvement of his ability, Wu Yan can now control two or three hundred kilograms of metal, that is, the controlled metal can reach a force of two or three hundred kilograms.

After thinking about it, Wu Yan jumped and stepped on the sword with his feet.

However, the long sword with two fingers wide was a bit unstable and crooked when stepped on it. However, the long sword had to bear more than 100 kilograms of Wu Yan, but it did not shake it.

"Sure enough, if you control the sword with your ability, more than 200 kilograms of force are enough to lift yourself up."

After stepping on the sword and floating for a while, Wu Yan jumped off the sword, and then the long sword was inserted into the scabbard on the table like a spirit snake.

Before eating Xiao Huandan, even when facing a first-class expert like Liu Zhengfeng, Wu Yan was not sure that he would definitely defeat the opponent. If he was approached, he might have to kneel down in just a few moves.

However, after eating Xiao Huandan, the weight of metal that can be lifted reaches two or three hundred kilograms, but Wu Yan is confident that even the head of the Five Yue Sword Sect can't keep him together. This is the reason.

If you lose at the critical moment, if you step on the sword and fly away, who can stop you? The innate nature will be invincible.

Otherwise, Wu Yan would not have the confidence to go to Liu Zhengfeng’s Golden Basin Handwashing Conference alone.

Although Wu Yan is now the deputy leader of the Fenglei Hall of the Sun and Moon God Sect, he has just taken office and just joined the Sun and Moon God Sect. Therefore, no one recognizes him and successfully mingled among the crowd, but he entered the Hengshan Sect in a noble way.

Liu Zhengfeng's reputation is very good, so many people came to his Golden Basin Handwashing Conference.

Not only the Taishan Sect, the Huashan Sect, and the Hengshan Sect are here, but there are even other righteous sects such as the Qingcheng Sect.

Of course, the Songshan Sect, the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, did not come. I don’t know if no one came or if he would appear at the last moment.

Wu Yan was not outstanding when standing among the crowd, but secretly got to know all the big guys present.

The middle-aged man led by the Huashan School has a gentle demeanor, which is known as the gentleman's sword.

There is also a group of nuns over there. I think it is from the Hengshan Sect. Of course, a young nun there frequently looks at the Huashan Sect. Who is Yilin who ran over crying a few days ago?

There are also a group of people wearing Taoist robes not far away, and they think they are from the Taishan Sect.

Not far away, there was a group of martial arts people dressed as Sichuan and Sichuan people. After listening to the conversation between the people next to them, Wu Yan knew that they were all from the Qingcheng School.

Hi, giggle...

However, just when Wu Yan looked around at the layout of the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference and recognized the identities of these people, a sound of grinding teeth suddenly sounded beside Wu Yan.

He turned his head and saw a little beggar standing beside him, staring at the Qingcheng Sect's people with fire. Although he was not old, the hatred in his eyes made people feel heartbroken. He looked at the Qingcheng Sect's people with gritted teeth. The giggling sound was made from his mouth.

"Is this guy..."

After looking at the little hunchbacked beggar beside him, Wu Yan's heart moved slightly and then spoke, "I think this little brother, is it Lin Pingzhi?"

"No! I'm not Lin Pingzhi! You recognized the wrong person!".

After hearing Wu Yan's words, the little hunch's face changed, and he hurriedly shook his head and denied it without thinking.

Looking at the little hunchback's reaction, Wu Yan smiled slightly and stopped talking.

If an ordinary person suddenly hears a name he has never heard of, most of them will think about it before talking about it? His rapid reaction is almost a conditioned reflex, which is enough to explain everything.

Lin Pingzhi turned his head and found that Wu Yan no longer looked at him. He seemed to have just asked casually, but looking at the subtle curves on the corner of his mouth, he didn't know whether he believed his rebuttal just now.

This made Lin Pingzhi both curious, nervous, and confused...

However, at this time, Wu Yan's mind was already attracted by the events at the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference.

I saw that Liu Zhengfeng was so arrogant that he really brought out a basin made of gold. After telling everyone about it, he reached into the basin.

"Let's wait!".
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