Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

[Qianhuang] felt that he couldn't move at all, and the dense demonic energy behind him instantly hit him.

His heart trembled, and he wanted to turn around to resist, but he saw a figure passing by, and cold hands pinched his neck.

He groaned: "Uh..."

Staring hard at Ling Mei, who was shrouded in demonic energy, she spoke with difficulty: "You are a demon clansman, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Meiren exerted force on her hand, and the countless demonic energy became more intense, making it more difficult for [Qianhuang] to breathe.

Qin San's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but said: "Father!"

Beauty Ling rolled her eyes at him, then tightened her grip on her neck a little harder.

"What? Is the Third Prince soft-hearted?" A cold look flashed in her eyes, biting to the bone.

Qin San looked at Qin Yi who fell on the ground, then looked at the imprisoned [Qianhuang], and gritted his teeth.

He thought for a moment and said coldly: "Kill him!"

The next moment, he raised his sword and rushed towards Qin Yi, wanting to kill him.

Bian Eryi was shocked and wanted to fight back, but he had lost the chance.

He was blown away by a palm wind, but Qin Yi was still unconscious and unable to fight back.

Just as he was about to pierce his chest, a stone suddenly flew from somewhere.

"Ding!" knocked the long sword from Qin San's hand.

Immediately, a domineering spiritual power swept towards Ling Meiren, confronting the demonic energy around her.

"Who is it?" Ling Meiren did not expect that such a change would happen, and was also shocked. She let go of [Qianhuang] and faced it with all her strength.

She turned around suddenly, and before he could react, she saw a stream of spiritual energy rushing towards her.

This punch was as powerful as wind and thunder. Before the force of the punch was reached, the wind was so powerful that it caused pain on the person's face.

Ling Meiren hurriedly transferred the demonic energy in her body and protected herself in front of her, only to hear a "bang!"

Countless demonic energies were instantly defeated and scattered throughout the dormitory, flowing everywhere.

When the evil spirit gradually dissipated, [Qianhuang]'s face lit up with joy: "Murong Fu, you are finally here."

"Don't worry, leave this to me!" Murong Fu gave him a reassuring look.

Qin San, who was present, thought he was sure of victory, but he didn't expect that someone else would come out. This was completely beyond his expectation.

Ling Meiren looked at the visitor and raised her eyebrows slightly: "It's you, Mr. Murong."

Murong Fu turned his eyes to her and smiled: "I didn't expect that Ling Meiren really hides her secrets deeply."

The latter changed from his usual submissive demeanor and stuck out his tongue to lick the corner of his mouth: "I think you are quite to my taste. How about you follow me and I will spare your life?"

"Haha, if you say the same thing, I will give it back to you." Murong Fu smiled softly, with a calm expression on his face.

"In that case, I won't be polite."

After saying that, Ling Meiren took the lead and struck out with a whip flashing with dark purple demonic energy, like a snake crossing the sea.

Murong Fu stood on the spot, looking around for a moment, then he pulled out a bamboo from the dormitory and flew out.

"Bang!" The long whip collided with the bamboo in mid-air, deflected a few points, and landed on the ground beside it.

In an instant, a long crack was opened on the entire ground, and countless sand and stones were splashed directly.

[Qianhuang] couldn't help but remind her: "She is very strong, you must be careful."

Murong Fu flipped his hair casually and said nonchalantly: "It's just a small trick, why should you take it to heart."

Seeing that the attack missed, Ling Meiren's eyes narrowed, and her face became serious, with a bit of fear.

The person in front of her was able to block her attacks one after another, so he was probably not as powerful as her.

A dark color flashed in her eyes, and the whip in her hand flew out again.

At the same time, there was just a "click" sound, and seven demonic energies flew out from Ling Meiren's belt and sleeves at the same time.

"Be careful! That demonic energy is weird!" This time, even Bian Twenty-one couldn't help but raised his heart in his throat and said loudly.

Murong Fu moved his feet, and the figure and the sword flew out at the same time. The sword in his hand was as fast as a sword and scattered the demonic energy.

Suddenly, the sword wind swayed, and the clothes and sleeves fluttered [Taiyi's split lightsaber] made him appear and disappear.

It seems real and illusory, it seems there and not, it seems imaginary and real, every move has a hidden mystery, the sword's power is like a rainbow, strange and unpredictable.

Not long after, the seven demonic energies were dispersed one by one, and the sword blade was pointed directly at the flying whip.

Beauty Ling smiled coldly, raised her bright red lips, and secretly said: "Go to hell!"

I saw that the originally dispersed demonic energy gathered together again and became a huge fist, charging straight towards him.

Murong Fu had expected it and sneered lightly, without any change on his face.

The next moment, the spiritual energy in his body exploded in vain, and the vast spiritual power continued to surge around his body. As his robes fluttered, the sword in his hand danced.

"Not good!" Even though she was far away, Ling Meiren could still feel the domineering aura coming from Murong Fu, and her heart sank.

Before she could react, a sharp sword energy accompanied by the sound of breaking wind pierced her heart with a destructive momentum.

Just when Ling Meiren stepped out of the dormitory and wanted to escape, a long sword penetrated directly from the back.

"puff!"

She spurted out a mouthful of blood, with a bit of hatred in her eyes, glanced at the people in the room, and flew directly into the sky, wanting to leave.

However, how could Murong Fu let her escape so easily? He took a direct step, flew up and blocked in front of her.

In the blink of an eye, he grabbed her collar and twisted it hard, making a "click" sound.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the scene became a little solemn, and Bian Eryi turned around with a blush.

Even [Qianhuang] and Qin San stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to look.

I saw that half of Ling Meiren's gauze skirt was torn open, revealing her fair skin, and the pink bellyband inside was faintly visible.

"You! Rogue!" Ling Meiren suddenly felt a chill on her body. She looked back and cursed.

As Murong Fu pulled down, she was also dragged heavily to the ground. The movement range was slightly larger, and the mandarin duck pattern inside could be seen better.

Her expression darkened, and she casually grabbed the stunned Qin San, tore off his outer robe and put it on herself.

When Murong Fu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart: You are powerful, you are noble, and you took off the third prince's clothes to hide him.

However, he also felt a little uncomfortable and quickly said: "What, I said I didn't mean it, do you believe it?"

"This young man..." Bian Eryi also kept shaking his head.

Ling Meiren was originally filled with resentment, but after hearing his words, she couldn't bear it any longer, and she gave a sweet shout and flew towards him to attack.