Chapter 18 People who want to be a yellow finch

Qin Yan punched heavily on the face of the black sun bat, which was enough to twist its neck into a strange angle. He grabbed half of its wings and dragged its immovable body to smash it to the ground.

With just a roar, the whole rock platform trembled. The body of the black sun bat has been deeply embedded in the rock. Qin Yan stepped on its chest and penetrated its body with strong force, making it squeak and struggle indiscriminately.

After receiving so many heavy blows, the black sun bat is still alive. It twists its body desperately, and a pair of sharp claws can't help beating on Qin Yan's legs, causing the rock platform to vibrate. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will break down.

Qin Yan also died. He finally understood that with the power of his fists and feet alone, he could not hurt the black sun bat before it was exhausted, and he had no time to spend any more.

He raised his hand, and the long sword inserted in the middle of the platform rose up and flew back to his hand. He held the sword in his right hand and raised it high, concentrating his whole body on the sword, melting into a deep and cold dark red light. The unparalleled sword pierced the sky, and the air machine with a radius of a hundred miles was attracted by this sword. The dark sky gathered thicker dark clouds, and a Thunderbolt exploded head.

In the flashing dark red halo, Qin Yan waved the sword.

The power of this sword is no less than the lightning that tears the sky. It can break the turtle shell of the stinky bat!

The red light went straight down, and the blood rose to the sky. The ugly head of the black sun bat flew far away, rolled down the hillside and fell into the trees. Its body twitched a few times, was stepped on a few times by Qin Yan, crushed the spine bones, and finally stopped moving, and the dark cyan luster gradually faded away.

Qin Yan breathed a long sigh of relief. The peerless demon in martial arts was easily killed like a plaything under his own hands. It seems that my young master's current strength is really strong!

So, clean up the mouse hiding in the dark while you still have some strength!

Qin Yan turned around, looked down at the jungle somewhere under the rock and shouted, "Have you seen enough, rats? Get out of here!"

The power of this drink is like thunder. The sound waves alone blew a strong wind in the jungle, and countless branches and vines broke one after another. All life trembled in this natural disaster-like scene and did not dare to make any sound.

The strong wind opened up a road in the jungle, and the man walked out step by step along the road. He met Qin Yan's eyes and looked at him without fear. Without stopping, he jumped several vertically and climbed the high platform.

It was a young man in his twenties, with a cold and revering face, wearing a purple tight suit, wearing steel ball traps in his hands, and flying in the wind. He looked domineering and powerful.

Qin Yan saw at a glance that this man's cultivation had reached a high level, even a little better than the butterfly fairy. If he hadn't given up his life, he really couldn't deal with him. This man is also a first-class figure in today's young generation of martial arts, but unfortunately, he met me!

At this moment, Qin Yan has enough confidence to look down on this person. He watched the man board the platform and asked, "Kid, what's your name?"

"Wanliufeng." The man is also looking at Qin Yan. Only ten steps away, but he couldn't see Qin Yan's appearance clearly. He couldn't help but have a deep and unfathomable feeling in his heart, and his arrogance was slightly restrained.

"So you are Wan Liu Feng." Qin Yan was slightly shocked.

Qin Yan has lived in the demon gate for a long time and knows almost nothing about the world. He has only heard the names of a few people. This ten thousand wind is one of them. Nowadays, the young generation of martial arts has emerged one after another, and there are countless heroes, but the reputation is really known to everyone, such as thunder, only ten thousand winds and Haochen. Hao Chengang was born in Yandang Mountain and practiced the supreme secret book "Dong Xuanjing" of Yandang Mountain, which is recognized as the first master of the young generation. The only thing that can compete with him in the world is the Wanliufeng of the evil Chiyan Cave. These two are both good and evil, and are regarded by all young people as idols and chasing targets, and even the disciples of the Bashimen have been affected. Especially after Yanran's brother betrayed the division and Huang Fan's brother's death, the Basamen lost its idol, which made the names of Wan Liufeng and Haochengang more popular, and even Qin Yan, who was dedicated to practicing kung fu, heard about it.

"Cut the wine and song, release the feelings and refine the demons and shock the world!" With this poem, Wan Liufeng's reputation is not comparable to that of Qin Yan at present.

Qin Yan looked at the idol figure and instantly turned several thoughts in his mind. Wan Liufeng, right? As the chief disciple of the mother-in-law gate, I am often robbed of the limelight by you. How can I tolerate you? What's more, you dare to peep at me to eliminate demons. It's obviously with the idea of making a fisherman's profit. I will never forgive you!

When he was thinking about it, Wan Liufeng was also guessing his origin: "Who are you? Can you tell me your name?"

Qin Yan smiled and said, "How can you ask my young master's name?" Look for a fight!" There is not much time left to give up the secret of life. He no longer talks nonsense, fights and punches to bully himself.

Wan Liufeng snorted coldly and waved his palms to meet the enemy. He was attracted by Qin Yan's roar. In order to see the demeanor of Tianyuan Master, Qin Yan clearly wanted to fight, which was just right for him.

"Kka!" Qin Yan's fist firmly hit the palm of Wanliufeng, and in an instant, it seemed that a powerful force burst out. Wan Liufeng's body suddenly shook, and there was a low muffled hum in his nose. Half of his body lost consciousness and hurriedly retreated. Qin Yan did not allow him to escape. Before he landed, he caught up with another punch. He only heard the strong wind surge and was about to swallow the ten thousand streams of wind. Wanliufeng only had to lift his other arm to block it, and was beaten up in the air. It floated out of the cliff like a broken kite, fell hundreds of meters high in the roaring wind, and fell straight into the dense forest under the cliff.

"Hmm, the so-called first master can't even stop a move in front of the young master..." Qin Yan stopped on the edge of the rock to watch the whole process of the wind falling to the cliff, and then looked at his hands wrapped in the blood fog. After all, this Wan Liufeng is not weak, but it's a pity that he met the young master. In the current state, I am really messy. I don't know how it is compared with my master...

At this time, a roar came from the jungle under the cliff, interrupting his wild thoughts. Qin Yan looked down and found that Wan Liufeng came out of the jungle again, which stunned him.

This is unreasonable! The boy was punched by the young master twice and fell from such a high place. Even if he doesn't die, he has to be a lower body that can't take care of himself. Why can he walk safely and become this ghost?

The ten thousand wind below has been bathed in a dark flame. He strode forward with both hands on his back. After three steps, his whole body was as thick as substance. After five steps, the dark flame condensed behind him a tall dark devil figure and wrapped himself. The devil's body is flowing with the same dark flame, one head higher than the ten thousand winds, and his body is smooth and strong, but every place is as delicate and wonderful as a sculpture, showing an amazing beauty of power. The devil's figure is like a set of armor, a little behind, but it follows every move of the wind, like another strange silhouette left on the wall.

When Wanliufeng raised his head, his face under the dark flame was blurred. Only the blood-red eyes were full of blood, leaving only endless resentment and murder in it, and there was no longer a trace of human feeling.

Just that glance made Qin Yan feel shocked by spiritual illusion. His heart was soar that he couldn't help stepping back a few steps and watched the devil rush up, cross hundreds of meters high, and fall firmly in front of him.

"I was forced to use the 'magic soul possession'. Except for my master, you are the first one." The hoarse words came out of Wanliufeng's mouth. He took a step forward and came to his face with the evil spirit of hell. Qin Yan was detered by it and couldn't help taking another step back.

However, when Qin Yan realized that the magic flame attached to Wanliufeng was only powerful and actually did not reach the strength of Dangqi, he began to feel ashamed of his behavior of taking a step back, so he poured all his anger on Wanliufeng: "Kid, do you think it's a little hell Ghost, can you compete with me?"