(It’s too late to write today, I don’t have time to check for typos, Wan Wang Haihan.)

These young ladies from the brothel all have strong internal energy, and any one of them would be much better than Wang Xuan. However, no matter in terms of the purity of their internal energy, their own spiritual will, or the exquisite proficiency of their moves, they all have very strong inner strength.

Too much difference.

He had no actual combat experience at all, and he couldn't even display 60% of his skills. In addition, when he met a guy like Wang Xuan who showed no mercy to others, he attacked so ruthlessly, and for a while, the ladies were at a loss.

Going up, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it, and retreating, because the situation doesn't allow it.

In fact, in Wang Xuan's heart, as long as you have martial arts skills, there is no difference between men and women!

As long as you treat these people as Master Miejie, you can guarantee that they will be killed...

Wang Xuan stepped hard with both feet, leaving two footprints on the ground. A circle of air waves spread out in all directions. His whole body punched through the air and shot out with a roar. A pair of fists moved left and right, and a fierce tiger climbed up the mountain.

They hit the two women separately.

The fists carried a domineering force that suppressed everything and tightly enveloped the two women. Two extremely frightened screams rang out. The moment the fists came into contact, the two women's slightly mixed internal energy was blasted away. The terrifying force

Then, the two women's muscles and bones were aching and they were knocked out again.

Most of the embroidered robe covered with flowers was shattered into pieces. With the sound of the brocade cracking, rags flew everywhere. The two women lay half-naked on the ground unable to get up.

All the gentlemen watching around couldn't help but criticize Mr. Wang for being too cruel to these 'weak women'.

This was the last time Wang Xuan withdrew his strength, otherwise, the two women would have been crushed to death by him.

After all, these women will still need to contribute in the future, so just conquer them.

After Wang Xuan made a move, he glanced at the other five women with cold eyes. The frightened women immediately crowded together, and their beautiful faces turned pale, with fear and fear in their eyes.

The corner of Wang Xuan's mouth twitched a few times, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of awkwardness in his heart. It was obviously this 'evil woman' who wanted to catch him, but looking at the scene now, he had become the leader of the brothel bullying incident!

As if he had done something heinous, he could already feel dissatisfaction in the eyes around him.

With a cold snort, he swept away everyone. Immediately, they all bowed their heads and kept silent. The little emotions that arose in their hearts were dissipated by Wang Xuan's cold snort. Only then did they all remember what they were here for.

Wang Xuan felt a little depressed. He glanced at the two old bustards who were at a disadvantage by Tian Boguang, and compared their own strengths... Well, I'd better not participate anymore, let them go for once!

The two old bustards knew that they would be no match for Tian Boguang, and originally hoped that their disciples could capture Wang Xuan and use them to threaten Tian Boguang.

He's going to die!

Tian Boguang saw that Wang Xuan had restrained several little vixens, but he was still fighting, and a sense of urgency arose in his heart.

Ever since he came to Wang Xuan, Mr. Wang has been treated with great courtesy and treatment that he has not enjoyed in decades. He is also ready to help him establish a sect, so he must show his face well and prove his worth no matter what.

Thinking of this, he immediately focused his attention on the two old bustards. The force of the long knife in his hand became three points stronger. This is pure physical strength, the result of practicing Chinese martial arts in the past two months. His muscles and bones are much stronger than before, and the sword is stronger than before.

Speed ​​up a little more.

Just this little improvement will undoubtedly make things worse for the two old bustards who were already a little frustrated.

Tian Boguang took a deep breath, turned the sword, and suddenly used the thirteen moves of flying sand and rocks. For a moment, smoke and dust seemed to rise in the strong wind, and huge rocks were flying around. The light of the sword was mixed with the flying sand and rocks. To the naked eye,

Invisibly, the speed flashed thirteen times, and an old bustard howled miserably. The software in his hand was knocked several times and flew out, flying through the air and nailed to one side of the wall.

The sword flashed again, and a line of blood burst out from the old bustard's chest. Then the donated blood burst out, and the person flew out of the sword and crashed onto the ground.

There was only one person left who couldn't resist, there were a few loud bangs, and the remaining old bustard couldn't parry anymore. Tian Boguang saw an opening and slashed his arm with a knife, and the soft sword fell to the ground.

Tian Boguang raised his foot and kicked him away. If he hadn't been merciful, his arm would have been cut off in one go.

"Shua" sheathed the sword and took out a breath of white air. His face was neither red nor panting. Walking alone for thousands of miles is not for nothing. Compared with long-lasting energy, Tian Boguang's set of internal skills is indeed unique.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!" Tian Boguang saluted Wang Xuan with clasped fists.

"Da Xia Tian is amazing!" Wang Xuan praised him and turned to look at the two old madams tapping their acupuncture points to stop the bleeding without making any move to stop them. After the two men stopped the bleeding and staggered to their feet, Wang Xuan said coldly: "What else can I say now?

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"Peng Wanmeng (Fu Chuntie) would like to thank Mr. Wang for not killing him." The two of them knew that this was Wang Xuan's mercy, otherwise, they would only be corpses now.

The rules in the arena are like this. They don't care about right or wrong, only about victory or defeat. Showing mercy is equal to the grace of survival. The two of them must express their gratitude.

"Haha, I didn't expect Mr. Wang to hide so deeply. He always shows off his power to the outside world. I don't expect him to be such a master."

"I am always powerful... No, I, Wang, do not know martial arts!" Wang Xuan looked around at everyone present, and his voice was like a knife scratching everyone's ears, "Has anyone seen that I know martial arts!!"

"No, no, I didn't see anything. Mr. Wang definitely doesn't know martial arts!" After the so-called man was slightly stunned, Dai Baotou immediately took the lead and shouted.

"Look, there are so many decent people who have proven to me that I, Wang, do not know martial arts!" Wang Xuan looked at Peng Wanmeng again and said lightly.

Peng Wanmeng and Fu Chundie rolled their eyes at the same time. Their charming faces looked a little white due to the loss of blood, which made them even more charming. They were completely convinced by Wang Xuan's shameless behavior of pretending to be a deer and telling lies.

It describes this kind of person!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! These scholars are indeed not comparable to ordinary people. Even the frightened demons in the world do not have such shamelessness. For a moment, the two of them felt that

Don't know what to say.

Wang Xuan, however, looked at the turtle masters and the servants completely indifferently, "What are you doing standing around here? Why don't you prepare the food and wine? I want to have a drink with all the beauties."

What he said was so natural, as if the fierce battle just now didn't happen at all. Everyone looked at Wang Xuan blankly, really not knowing what was going on in Mr. Wang's head.

"Send all these things away. Don't put them here to ruin the scenery. How can a place like a brothel, where you enjoy flowers and wine, have such things?" Wang Xuan pointed to the torture instruments with mottled blood stains on the ground, "Okay.

Today’s business is over, let’s all go to the accounting office to collect our reward.”

After Dai Baotou and others bowed to Wang Xuan, no one was left behind as they all evacuated. As for protecting Mr. Wang... forget it, I'm not sure who is protecting whom!

Some of Mr. Turtle and the boys ran to the kitchen to pick up the food and wine, while others hurriedly started cleaning up in the hall. They had just fought, splashed countless smoke and dust, and broken many tables and chairs. Now they have to clean them up.

Mr. Wang suddenly wants to drink here. How dare you neglect him?

"Master Wang." Peng Wanmeng smiled bitterly and pointed to the wound on the deputy sect master beside her, "The Rong Nu family and others will go up and clean up, and then come down and have wine with Master Wang."

"You won't take the opportunity to run away, right?"

Wang Xuan asked directly, and Master Peng smiled sweetly, "Now that we are like this, why are we running away? Since Mr. Wang is merciful, we are certainly not ungrateful people."

"Besides, where can I and a bunch of weak women go?" Fu Chuntie also spoke.

"Yes, it is indeed a bit weak."

"Huh~" All the young ladies let out a fierce breath. If they couldn't defeat Wang Xuan, they really wanted to tear him to pieces.

"My Daxia Tian, ​​look at the person who hurt someone, he doesn't have any sympathy or sympathy at all. It's really..."

Tian Boguang shook his head, and after a long period of relief, he found that Wang Xuan did not look like a serious scholar at all. He did not speak implicitly and often made people feel sick in their stomachs with just one sentence.

"go quickly."

Wang Xuan waved his hand, and a group of women walked upstairs in a hurry. The senior sister who was beaten by Wang Xuan at the beginning and was all soft was also helped up.

Wang Xuan would not really regard them as weak women, so his attitude was not as compassionate as he used to treat those young ladies.

After half an hour, the food and drinks were ready, and a group of women once again walked out in all their glory under the leadership of Peng Wanmeng. After redressing, they looked even more gorgeous.

To be honest, although there is no makeup help from the "Four Great Asian Evil Arts" now, these women are better than the young ladies on Heri Island in terms of temperament and charm.

Although Peng Wanmeng and the two were injured by Tian Boguang, they were merciful after all. As long as they did not use force after bandaging, it would not be obvious.

The banquet was set, with Wang Xuan sitting at the main seat and Tian Boguang sitting next to him. Ten beautiful women with different styles were accompanying them. It looked so harmonious that it was completely unimaginable that they were fighting for life and death just now.

After three glasses of wine, Wang Xuan asked: "Tell me about your situation."

Peng Wanmeng put down the wine glass and sighed, "I don't know why Mr. Wang wants to make things difficult for us. We are just a group of poor people."

"Okay, don't say how pitiful you are, because no one cares about you at all!" Although Wang Xuan's words are cold and ruthless, the world is like this. There are thousands of poor people who can't take care of themselves. Who has the time to do it?

Take care of others.

Peng Wanmeng and Fu Chunyan looked at each other. This was a hard-hearted guy. It seemed that the previous tricks against those people were no longer effective.

"Our sect is called the Girl Sect, and I and I are the principal and deputy sect leaders of this generation."

"I'm very curious. Although your skills are not very good, it shouldn't be difficult to make a living. Why did you end up in a brothel? This is not a good place." Wang Xuan asked softly.

"It's just a last resort." Peng Wanmeng smiled miserably, "We are all in ruins, and we have nowhere to go. I was in this brothel when I was studying. Once a woman enters here, she can't even think of having another wife.

Good outcome, no matter how sweet words those guests say, even if you really redeem your body, you will still be destined to be a concubine, and there will be no good ending."

"After all, you can't escape the fate of entertaining people with sex, and you can never become the main wife because of your birth relationship. So what if you are bullied? Killing? Is it useful? Impossible, the world is like this."

Wang Xuan nodded, if that's what he said, it really was like that, "Then why don't you accept disciples from outside?"

"This is the reason for the practice." Peng Wanmeng said solemnly: "Our practice is called Girl Su Xin Kung, also called Girl Yan Yang Kung."

"This is a skill practiced by women in the palace. Legend has it that it originated during the Jin Dynasty. Its function is to nourish and maintain beauty. The deeper the skill, the more it can cultivate one's own temperament. At the same time, it can regulate the body when having intercourse with men.

Yin and Yang, but it has no power in itself, it is a dual cultivation method designed to serve men."

Wang Xuan was startled when he heard this. This didn't look like some kind of internal skill, but it looked a bit like Taoist Fangzhongshu.

"However, it was later said that a talented empress was neglected and began to specialize in martial arts. After slightly modifying this Suxin Kung Fu, she could achieve the effect of harvesting yang and replenishing yin with only the reverse luck technique.

The effect, and the process will stimulate the yang energy in the man's body, making him more energetic and lively, without even noticing that it is actually consuming his potential lifespan."

"It was only after three emperors in a row were short-lived that the whole story of the practice was discovered. Later, the practice spread out somehow."

Listening to Peng Wanmeng's narration, Wang Xuan suddenly discovered a problem. Since this technique was modified by an empress, why did these three emperors have short lives?

Wang Xuan rubbed his chin. Speaking of which, this technique can only be practiced in brothels.
To be continued...