Martial God Storm

  In the depths of the forest, a lithe figure floated in like a fleeting shadow, her delicate face as cold as jade, her white clothes soft as snow. She seemed to have walked out of a painting, a fairy maiden. But at this moment, the fairy maiden was somewhat disheveled, her clothes stained with blood and torn in many places, her stunning beauty had paled, her expression slightly wilted, and she kept glancing back, as if trying to escape something.

  "Yang Ruyan?" Tang Yan hid deep in the treetops, quietly observing the white-clad woman below.

  Yang Ruyan was only focused on escaping and didn't notice the person lurking above her head. She slowed down slightly to catch her breath and began to observe her surroundings. At this moment, she was already exhausted, first struggling in the wolf pack, then fighting against the powerful white-clothed man, barely escaping, only to be surrounded by the white-clothed man again, and finally relying on her master's desperate entanglement to escape the devil's clutches, running non-stop until now.

  She didn't know how long she had been running, but in any case, her physical strength was now completely exhausted, and she urgently needed a place to rest.

  "Heh heh, fate has brought us together from afar, it seems our connection is not shallow." A soft, sly laugh suddenly came from the treetops.

  Yang Ruyan was startled and retreated ten meters in an instant, tightly grasping her twin swords, coldly shouting: "Who's there? Come out!"

  "Don't worry, don't be impulsive, it's me." Tang Yan smiled and climbed down from the tree.

  "Tang Yan?" Yang Ruyan secretly let out a breath, then looked at him with some surprise and more disgust: "I didn't think someone like you could survive until now."

  "Good people don't live long, troublemakers leave a legacy for a thousand years."

  "There's still some self-awareness." Yang Ruyan really didn't want to see Tang Yan, so she let out a cold snort and turned to leave. However, after taking only a few steps, her heart slightly stirred - this was the depths of the forest, with no one around; wasn't this an opportunity? Thinking this, Yang Ruyan slowly turned back around, her eyes coldly fixed on Tang Yan: "Come over here."

  "What instructions does Miss Yang have?" Tang Yan saw through Yang Ruyan's purpose at a glance, sneered in his heart, and quietly made preparations, deliberately hesitating and dragging on.

  "Come over here, don't talk nonsense, hurry up." Yang Ruyan's face was cold and calm. But as soon as Tang Yan walked closer, her body swayed slightly, and in an instant she appeared beside him, her slender hand trembling slightly, a cold gleam shooting straight at Tang Yan's throat.

  Finishing move! No mercy!

  In her mind, Tang Yan was just a martial artist who relied on medicine to become strong, and wasn't worth fighting seriously, so she simply used a light and agile movement technique, casually cutting out a sword, however...

  As expected! You're a vicious and despicable woman! Tang Yan's expression suddenly turned cold, his body coiled with energy, and he took a swift half-step forward. With a sudden movement, he clenched his right fist and threw a ruthless punch at her abdomen.

  Bang! The soft belly was hit hard, and the severe pain spread throughout her body. Yang Ruyan's eyes widened, and her body involuntarily bent down sharply.

  But...

  Tang Yan suddenly jumped up, his right leg tightly stretched out to take Yang Ruyan's chin, with a crisp "pa" sound. Yang Ruyan felt her head buzzing and went blank, her body hadn't fully bent down yet when it shot up into the air, flying backwards with her face upwards.

  Tang Yan swiftly pounced and grabbed Yang Ruyan's throat in mid-air, slamming her to the ground with a loud thud.

  A series of movements flashed by like lightning, from a sudden impact to a leg lift and click, then to pinning the chin to the ground, almost completed in the blink of an eye, smooth and nearly elegant.

  Tang Yan's expression was sinister, without a hint of sympathy. Yang Ruyan was completely unguarded and, due to the kick, her consciousness was dazed, resulting in... she lay on the ground with her limbs splayed out, her vision blurry, her consciousness dazed, and her whole body in severe pain.

  "You despicable person, thinking of killing me? It's not that easy!" Tang Yan pressed down on Tang Ruyi's body without any politeness, his hands and feet grasping her soft body like an octopus, Yang Ruyan's curvaceous body was tightly locked in place. Her full and upright breasts, like small hills, were flattened into a pancake shape under the pressure, tightly pressed against Tang Yan's chest.

  Although separated by clothes, there was still a kind of soul-stirring touch, and an inexplicable comfort throughout the body. Tang Yan secretly felt refreshed and didn't expect that this young girl, despite her young age, had indeed developed quite well.

  Muddled and confused, I came to this world, without even tasting the women here, let alone a top-grade jade woman.

  Today, I'll take you down!

  But Yang Ruyan was after all a third-grade martial artist, and the spiritual energy in his body circulated quickly, waking him up. When he found Tang Yan pressing on his body, he was slightly stunned, then furious, and struggled desperately. "Tang Yan, if you don't want to die, get off me quickly."

  "Die? You've wronged me too few times? I'll make it back today!"

  Yang Ruyan's face was filled with disgust and her pretty face turned icy cold, but before she could react, Tang Yan directly kissed her tender red lips.

  Yang Ruyan was struck by lightning, instantly stiffening, her own body that had never been violated by anyone was actually...

  "Tang Yan, I'm going to kill you!" Yang Ruyan suddenly flew into a rage on the spot, and the spiritual power in her body burst out violently. A powerful force broke out of her body, and Tang Yan, who was still indulging in pleasure, was instantly blown away with great force.

  "You beast, I...I'm going to kill you!" Yang Ruyan's emotions ran wild, completely losing control, the spiritual energy inside her surged, a hawk-like shadow conjured from icy air shot towards Tang Yan like lightning.

  Tang Yan was calm and fearless, licking the remaining fragrance on his lips. He slowly raised his hands, and a blue flame silently spread across his fingers. The icy air struck him with great force, sending Tang Yan stumbling backward four or five steps. However, the blue flame did not disappoint him, quickly dispersing the icy air that could have frozen him stiff without leaving any trace.

  Yang Ruyan's eyes widened in shock, staring incredulously at the dissipating ice mist, then looked back at Tang Yan's five fingers, which were slowly enveloped in a faint blue flame: "You... this... you're a third-stage martial artist?"

  "Guess? Guess correctly and get a reward!" Tang Yan's voice was low and husky, he licked his lips again, savoring the wonderful feeling just now: "I didn't expect Ruyan sister to have such a great figure, hmm, it's settled then, I'll definitely make you my concubine in the future!"

  Before his voice had fallen, his body burst forth like a fierce wolf, directly pouncing on Yang Ruyan.

  Yang Ruyan quickly regained her composure, using her agile body technique to dodge and retreat repeatedly. However... the consecutive escapes and the full-strength blow from earlier had consumed all of her spiritual energy, making it impossible for her to withstand Tang Yan's frantic pursuit.

  A moment later, Tang Yan suddenly stomped the ground with a loud crash, his body swiftly twisting and falling to the ground. With both hands crossed to support himself, he launched a fierce sweep kick at Yang Ruyan who was retreating.

  Elegant without losing simplicity, strong and fierce without losing precision!

  Tang Yan's body may not be great, but the fighting experience from his previous life remains in his mind. With this fierce and ruthless momentum, Yang Ruyan's hind legs were successfully targeted once again.

  Yang Ruyan let out a cry of surprise and fell backwards. Tang Yan sneered, pounced on her again, his legs clamping down hard on hers, pinning her to the ground, and began to wildly punch Yang Ruyan's chest and abdomen with both fists.

  Rough and wild!

  Yang Ruyan was shocked and angry, her face pale with pain. Was this Tang Yan? How could he be like a wild beast? The remaining spiritual energy in his body condensed again, forming a thin crystal film on the surface of his skin, shining and flowing.

  "Ah." Tang Yan's fist went down, no longer soft, but instead felt like it had hit a rock. Unprepared, his fist was suddenly covered in blood, the pain causing him to let out a mournful cry.

  Spiritual Power Protects the Body!

  Tang Yan was immediately on guard, but Yang Ruyan took advantage of the opportunity to break free with force, only...

  Rustle!

  A snow-white skirt was torn from the middle section, faintly revealing...

  Yang Ruyan was caught off guard and even her resistance was delayed by half a beat.

  Tang Yan didn't care about that, threw away the white skirt in her hand, and pounced on her again, squeezing hard on the ground, heh heh sneering: "How come you're more anxious than me? Let's take it slow, there's still a lot of foreplay to go."

  Yang Ruyan's eyes welled up with tears, glaring venomously at Tang Yan, her shrill cry piercing the air: "I swear, I will definitely kill you, definitely!!"

  "I also swear, I'll definitely take you as a concubine, let's make a bet?" Tang Yan said with a smile, while his right hand suddenly stretched out downwards.

  Clap! Clap! Clap clap clap!

  A crisp applause suddenly came from behind, Tang Yan and Yang Ruyan were both startled, quickly separated, retreated more than ten steps, fully alert. However, even in this most dangerous moment, Tang Yan still didn't forget to pull Yang Ruyan over, bringing the loose package on her back over.

  "You..." Yang Ruyan's face changed slightly.

  Tang Yan hastily stuffed the package with lingering fragrance into his bosom, while vigilantly watching the two people walking out from the dim forest. White shirts and beast-toothed masks - it was indeed the mysterious men who had been capturing them everywhere.

  "Haha, not bad, not bad, the little guy has a lot of momentum, I like it!" The two men in white clothes cast cold glances at Tang Yan and Yang Ruyan, and an evil laugh came from behind their masks: "Or should I leave for a while? You finish first, and then I'll come?"

  "If you're willing, we don't mind." Tang Yan's expression gradually became serious. The strength of this group of white-clothed people was at least at the Wu Ling level, and it was possible that they were even Wu Zong. The two in front of him wouldn't be weak either. This kind of terrifying strong person wasn't someone he could currently withstand head-on.

  "The little guy's mouth is quite sharp, no nonsense, come with us." Another white-clad person's voice was icy cold, a thick aura seemed to solidify and envelop the two.

  "You're stronger than me, you go first, I'll retreat." Tang Yan took two steps back, preparing to make a run for it.

  "YOU!!" Yang Ruyan was so angry that she almost fainted. This guy is a thorough scoundrel, and in times of danger, he actually lets the woman take the hit? Does he have any shame at all? Does he have any gentlemanly demeanor at all?!