Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Everyone in the Wulin was shocked by Monk Wenjue's methods, and even made a fuss:

No, the four generals were bewitched by that strange monk.

The demons are indeed very difficult to deal with.

It seems that these four people should be irresistible.

…

Wen Jue had a murderous smile from beginning to end, and the Sanskrit sounds in his mouth bewitched all living beings in the world:

Amitabha, this poor monk is both a Buddha and a demon.

Four benefactors, please let the poor monk Du Er and others go to the Western Paradise.

As soon as he finished speaking, the demonic energy exploded like a raging fire invading the sky.

Ah... Wenjue, die!

The eyes of Bao BuTong and Deng Baichuan all exuded a strange black light, which made people feel fearful.

His attacks were so ruthless that he could even kill him with every move.

It seems that all the remaining traces of rationality have been consumed.

Haha, yes, yes, die, die, use your blood to fear the evil in the world.

Wen Jue laughed wildly.

Suddenly a breeze blew by, and a golden figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Taking a closer look, it was Murong Fu wearing imperial robes.

Haha, I have told them a long time ago that if the realm is raised too much, it is easy to become possessed.

Now it seems that my mood is a bit worse.

Thank you very much for training them for me.

Murong Fu looked at the four people fighting with a calm expression, showing no intention of stopping them.

Emperor Xia, won't you stop me? Wen Jue asked awkwardly.

Stop it? Murong Fu shook his head: It's quite fun, why stop it?

I have used the shadow stone to keep it, so that the four of them can take a good look at it in the future. No matter how strong the force is, it will be in vain if the state of mind is not good.

Wen Jue was stunned, his face turned very ugly, and Wen said angrily: It turns out that in Emperor Xia's eyes, our fight is just a fight between naughty boys.

Are you so sure that the four of them will not be injured?

Murong Fu glanced at Wen Jue, crossed his arms, and looked casual.

Murong Fu, where did I take our country's monsters? Kangxi was a little anxious when he saw Murong Fu appearing but not seeing the monsters.

That pig demon you're talking about?

Murong Fu smiled contemptuously and waved his hand: Don't worry, he's not dead, he was just tricked by me into going to the far north. M..

I'll be back in a few days.

How many days will come in the far north? Kangxi repeated Murong Fu's words, and he was dumbfounded.

Seeing that this battle has reached a fever pitch, all the soldiers from all sides have been killed and wounded. As the fight continues, it will be a matter of seeing who is more powerful among the top combatants.

But here’s the problem.

Warcraft is their high-end combat power.

That's right, how about you go look for it? Murong Fu asked jokingly.

Humph, it doesn't have to be like this, it's not like I can't summon them!

As the captain of the dog management team, Kangxi still has the ability to call these two monsters.

Haha, then you call.

Originally, I was thinking of taking a rest.

In that case, I will kill Monk Wenjue first.

Let's take care of those two little beasts.

Murong Fu said jokingly, Haha.

What! Wen Jue was shocked, and suddenly felt a murderous intent coming over him.

Immediately, his eyes flashed, and Murong Fu transformed into an afterimage, killing him.

In an instant, he took action.

As soon as the sword was swung out, the wind rose, and the sword energy burst out from all over the sky, everywhere.

quick.

Extremely fast!

Swish——

Murong Fu's sword was faster than anyone expected, and the sword light that filled the sky instantly enveloped Wen Jue.

The next moment, a burst of screams sounded.

Wen Jue had a kind-hearted demon behind him. He was crushed into dregs.

it's over.

The battle is over.

Murong Fu only used a thousandth of a second to kill Wen Jue.

Shocked everyone.

Hey, why didn't you summon, where is your pig? Murong Fu put away his sword and looked at Kangxi sarcastically.

It turns out.

If he wants to kill the opponent, he doesn't need much, just one sword.

But Murong Fu didn't want to do that now.

He wanted to rely on Kangxi to break the connection between this world and the ancient demon world.

In this way, they, Murong Jiangshan, can sit firmly.

Naturally, he has no intention of worrying about who will be responsible for the ups and downs ten thousand years from now.

At least within ten thousand years, everyone in the original world will have the surname Murong!

Mikadu...Walaka...Didi Bala...Hum! Kangxi felt the only humiliation he had ever felt before.

Simply, he did not summon the magic beast, but directly opened the passage between the two realms and asked people from the Xilka family to deal with Murong Fu.

Huh? Are you angry and have you called your master? Murong Fu smiled contemptuously and allowed Kangxi to recite the curse.

He was curious about what the so-called Sirka family was.

Brother?

Third brother?

Fourth child?

…

After Wen Jue died, Bao BuTong and the other four also woke up and saw that the people they were closest to were the ones they attacked earlier.

They couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

What...what's going on?

Why are the four of us fighting? Feng BoE looked around curiously, still not figuring out what was going on.

It's an illusion...or confusion. Deng Baichuan sighed: Your Majesty is right, our realm is too fast.

As a result, my mood is unstable.

He will recruit people to plot against him.

When Murong Fu was mentioned, the four of them were startled subconsciously. They immediately knew how he came out, so they quickly searched for their master.

really.

Seeing Murong Fu with a smile on his face and his arms folded, and Kangxi looking at the chanting sutra in the air, they all hurriedly bowed and saluted:

Thank you, Your Majesty, for coming to the rescue.

I will kneel down and thank you.

Murong Fu waved his hand and stopped the movements of several people:

On the battlefield, there is no need to be polite. After my brothers go back, remember to chant sutras and meditate a lot.

So as not to be deceived by someone next time.

When the four of them heard this, their faces all turned red and they looked at each other, embarrassed and at a loss.

By the way, where's Wen Jue? Bao BuTong looked around and didn't see Wen Jue, so he couldn't help but feel curious.

His Majesty should have scared him away. Feng BoE said.

It's possible. Deng Baichuan nodded. Murong Fu had always been merciless in his attacks. If he showed up but Wen Jue was not there, he would most likely severely injure the other person.

Haha, he is dead, and the pool of blood and mud in front of him is his body. Murong Fu answered with a smile.

Ah! Feng BoE was shocked and even more curious: Your Majesty, what did you use to kill him so evenly?

Murong Fu curled his lips. As expected, all four of his subordinates were top talents. Their imaginations were so big that he was surprised. He raised the sword in his hand and said:

It's the sword, it's the sword that did it.

While several people were talking, the big hole on Kangxi's head gradually became rounder. An old man looked at everyone from outside the hole and said in a deep voice:

I, my servant of the Selka family, are you calling your great master? What's the matter?

When Kangxi heard the word slave, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood and cursed in his heart:

Silly x, if you want to pretend to be x, can't you do it some other time?