Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Qiu Er and Shan Yifei's expressions turned cold. As swordsmen, they had their own pride. They didn't expect that they would be called bastards by Murong Fu.

We admit that you are strong...

Murong Fu was too lazy to listen to the two people's nonsense and hit Shan Yifei on the head with the stick.

Shan Yifei immediately raised his sword to block it. Who knew how powerful Murong Fu was.

Bang!

Shan Yifei took several steps back until he hit a tree and stopped.

Upon seeing this, Qiu Er rushed out quickly, his sword as ethereal and fierce as a ghost.

The tip of the sword stabbed Murong Fu's temple.

snort!

Murong Fu snorted coldly and tried to fight faster.

Use the Tianji stick to press the tip of Qiu Er's sword.

Ah, my hands!

Qiu Er felt a huge force coming from his hand, and then let out a scream.

The wrist bone holding the sword was shattered by Murong Fu.

Seeing this, Shan Yifei yelled loudly: Idiot, what are you doing? We are going to die, and you are not going to be okay either!

The other Tianzun disciples wearing masks finally woke up from the shock.

He screamed and started to kill Murong Fu.

Qiu Er endured the pain and quickly switched to his other hand.

Wandering among the others, he used his sharp sword to sneak attack Murong Fu.

No, it's hard for two fists to defeat four hands. I'm afraid the young master will suffer a loss! Hu Yaoshi said worriedly.

Su Ying glanced at him and said calmly:

Don't worry, if he really wasn't an opponent, he would have called Xiao Yin to help.

It seems... right! Hu Yaoshi covered the place where the sword was stabbed and echoed.

In the field, the fighting became more and more chaotic. Hundreds of Tianzun disciples surrounded Murong Fu from left to right.

But the cold sweat behind Qiu Er and Shan Yifei's backs became colder and colder as they fought.

Murong Fu was like a god of murder, waving his short stick with deadly attacks.

It's like the golden cudgel in the storyteller's mouth.

If you hug it too much, you will die; if you knock it too hard, you will die.

The skin is broken and the tendons are bruised.

After fighting, no one dared to come forward, they could only look at each other from left to right.

On the other hand, Murong Fu's breath remained unchanged, and he seemed to be fine after fighting for a long time.

Not only did he not feel weak, his face also turned a little rosy.

Why, you don't want to fight anymore? Murong Fu smiled coldly and injected his true energy into his feet.

He jumped three feet and hit the stick with a stick.

Bang...

Bang...

Bang...

The heads are like melons, and the blood is flowing freely.

Qiu Er, who usually killed many people, was also dumbfounded.

His feet stood there as if filled with lead.

Wherever he is, he is still a human being, and where he is still the leader of the righteous path.

He is clearly a big devil who kills without blinking an eye.

You...you have killed so many people, so you are not afraid of being called a devil by your colleagues? Shan Yifei couldn't help but scolded.

Who do you think you are and how dare you criticize me? Murong Fu shouted coldly, his true energy was within his palms.

With a strong grip, Shan Yifei moved like a puppet on strings, flying towards Murong Fu.

The stars have changed!

Qiu Er muttered, but did not dare to move. He had only heard that Dou Zhuan Xing Yi could rebound and attack.

This was the first time he knew that this technique could move others.

too strong!

Murong Fu was simply too strong.

There is probably only one person in the younger generation who can deal with him.

Shan Yifei gathered enough energy and wanted to resist one or two.

It's just that he has more than 20 years of poor skills.

How could he resist it, Murong Fu was filled with the essence of Taoist Qi.

As vulnerable as a green screen, he was dragged in front of Murong Fu.

Ah~ Murong Fu, I will fight with you!

Shan Yifei roared and slammed his wooden leg on the ground.

He revealed the sharp sword hidden inside and stabbed Murong Fu.

Die! Murong Fu injected his true energy into the Tianji Rod.

A stick smashed the sword on Shan Yifei's prosthetic leg.

With his backhand, he pinched the opponent's face.

Shan Yifei felt a burst of true energy enter his brain, and then, a pain that he had never felt before arose in his mind.

ah…

After bursts of screams, the whole person collapsed in front of everyone.

Qiu Ersheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that the scene of doomsday was in front of him.

The moment Shan Yifei fell, his heart seemed to have died.

His vision went dark, and he fainted from the shock of Murong Xuan's resurrection.

As for the other so-called Tianzun disciples, none of them could block Murong Fu's move.

The Tianji stick in his hand was waved like a street menu.

All the way from Penglai, we cut down to No. 9 Nantian Road!

The whole battle lasted less than half an hour.

When Deng Baichuan arrived with his subordinates, the blood on the ground gathered into a small river.

Except for Qiu Er who fainted, all the Tianzun disciples were breathless.

Deng Baichuan looked at Murong Fu, who was spotless and still calm, and asked in a trembling voice:

Master, are you okay?

It's okay, let me go! Murong Fu poured the spiritual power he had gained into the Tianji Rod and took a breath.

Hu Yaoshi pointed at Qiu Er, who was not dead yet, and reminded: Master, he is not dead yet.

Murong Fu glanced at the other party and said disdainfully: I kept his on purpose. If everyone here dies, won't there be no one to send me messages?

Hu Yaoshi smiled apologetically and said: Master, if you want to say anything, just tell me directly. It is also troublesome to keep this enemy.

Murong Fu smiled coldly, pointed at the dead people around him, and said, These are what I want to tell others.

Um?

Hu Yaoshi didn't understand the meaning of Murong Fu's words.

Su Ying on the side said, Your master, no other forces are allowed to intervene in Gusu City. Anyone who enters will die!

Really...really?

Hu Yaoshi was shocked, even if he had fooled around with Wei Wuya earlier.

But I have never seen anyone kill so many people just to declare their sovereignty.

Haha, the one who knows me is none other than Miss Su! Murong Fu laughed several times.

Su Ying glanced at Murong Fu and said: I don't dare to be your confidant, and I won't be eaten up by you accidentally?

Haha, then you will be my woman, and I will be responsible for you. Murong Fu joked. ..

Su Ying touched her chin and said seriously: We should consider it. Maybe I can poison them all so that you can only pamper me.

Hold the grass!

Sure enough, women have the most poisonous hearts in the world.

What does this woman have in her head?

You actually think so?

Could it be that there was also a legend of Zhen Huan in ancient times?

Murong Fu shook his head and decided not to provoke this woman for the time being.

He didn't want to have a fire in the backyard before the war started. He said with a smile:

Haha, let's go down first. We can talk about such small things later.

When everyone was about to leave, the doctor suddenly knelt down in front of Murong Fu and said, Master, help me!

You are... Murong Fu looked at the poor man in front of him, recognized him, and asked strangely: Why are you not dead yet?

Master, help me, it was...

Before the doctor could finish speaking, a poison dart pierced his back.

Suddenly, he fainted!