Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Three lotus-shaped darts shot out quickly from the palm of his hand.

Murong Fu's eyes flashed, and his whole body jumped into the air, and his spiritual energy exploded out of his body.

There was no emotion on his face, he raised his right hand in mid-air, and in an instant all the darts flew out like lightning.

Yan Zhuangxing raised his hand to catch it, and the three darts gathered on his palm, and a dazzling light emitted slightly from his fingers.

Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, and before he raised his spiritual energy and moved it to his chest, dazzling blue rays of light shot out.

Their bodies moved at the same time, and they both flew into the air. The moment their eyes met, there was a faint collision of sharp cold air.

The two of them shot at the same time, and as soon as bursts of light came into contact, they touched each other in mid-air.

After a moment of stalemate, it seemed that there was no winner, and then they flew back.

Yan Zhuangxing's eyes changed when he looked at Murong Fu, and he said in a deep voice: "You are very powerful!"

"You're not bad either!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the [Taiyi Light Splitting Sword] in Murong Fu's hand flew up, and streaks of white sword energy spread out as it danced.

The moment Yan Zhuangxing saw the sword, his eyes widened.

It was indeed a good sword, and the cold air enveloped the two of them as soon as it was used.

His eyes were full of enthusiasm, and the [Changhong Sword] in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

Under the halo of countless sword shadows, the two men flew up and down and started fighting fiercely.

Murong Fu's body turned into a blue light, like a beam of light, and rushed towards Yan Zhuangxing.

The latter suddenly became alert, and the dormant spiritual energy in his body began to stir.

A powerful spiritual energy burst out from his body instantly, and dazzling golden light filled his surroundings.

The bright light made people unable to open their eyes. Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh in his heart at Yan Zhuangxing's strength and respect this opponent even more.

He looked at a dozen intertwined sword shadows stabbing at him.

Murong Fu took half a step back slightly, and then took a leap forward.

The spiritual energy in his body continued to dissipate and then replenish, making him more and more courageous as he fought, as if this was not a duel, but a training session.

The ground shook slightly during the fight between the two.

I saw that the two men's swordsmanship was equally good.

Countless afterimages appeared in the air, and only the flying white blades and the flying corners of their clothes could be seen.

"Huh!" A breeze blew by, and the two people smiled in unison, and at the same time stepped back and stood still.

Yan Zhuangxing did not hold back the admiration in his eyes at all, and said straightforwardly: "Murong Fu, you are really powerful, you are indeed as powerful as the rumors!"

Murong Fu also smiled slightly and nodded: "We are each other, and I am lucky to be able to fight with you."

"Why don't we do a few more tricks?"

"I think so too!"

The two of them had not met such a well-matched opponent for a long time, and they were ready to fight.

So they hit it off immediately, and their figures were once again intertwined, making it difficult to separate them.

Yan Zhuangxing swung out his right fist fiercely, resisting force with strength and fighting violence with violence.

The golden fist shadows intertwined with streaks of blazing golden light, swimming around like golden snakes. The powerful force made the surrounding air a little thinner.

The shadows of fists tore through the air and cut through the sky. The tremendous pressure surged in all directions, heading straight ahead.

His right fist hit the center of Murong Fu's eyebrows, and a powerful energy burst out.

Murong Fu looked at the approaching offensive, and bursts of bluish-white halo suddenly flashed around him.

A powerful spiritual energy suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slapped it out with a sudden palm.

Fighting each other with fists and palms, the two of them did not give in, neither of them flinched at all, and they fought with all their strength.

The two rays of gold and blue were like two scorching suns colliding with each other, and the bright light suddenly illuminated the entire bamboo forest.

The huge spiritual energy was like a flash flood, centered on the two of them, and kept spraying out.

The surging spiritual energy pushed back all the surrounding bamboos, directly overwhelming a large bamboo forest, and the surrounding area was in chaos.

The strong wind howled, and the spiritual energy surged.

The strong wind ruffled their long hair, revealing two pairs of cold and silent eyes.

Murong Fu was secretly surprised. Although this person's strength was only in the realm of divine transformation, what he showed was far higher than this.

This person has sharp and powerful moves and straightforward actions. He is a respectable opponent.

At the same time, Yan Zhuangxing waved his fist and shouted in his heart: So cool! It’s been a long time since I’ve been this happy!

The two of them fought like this from day to dusk, and the sky gradually became darker.

Their figures, illuminated by the setting sun, grew longer and longer.

From spiritual energy duel, to physical fighting, to swordsmanship...

After fighting for hundreds of moves, there was still no winner.

However, at this time, the two people's states were completely different.

I saw that Yan Zhuangxing had a faint look of fatigue on his face, and his movements became slower and slower.

On the other hand, Murong Fu's eyes were always shining, and his physical strength did not fade at all.

That way, it doesn't look like you're just wandering around in your own back garden after playing hundreds of tricks with someone.

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, saw the right moment, and punched out.

With a "Boom!", Yan Zhuangxing felt a violent collision on his left shoulder.

His body retreated uncontrollably.

Suddenly, his back seemed to hit something, his vision went dark, and his whole body began to fall without weight.

Murong Fu's eyes changed, and he quickly flew forward and grabbed his right hand.

However, it was too late.

The bodies of two people fell into a huge pit at the same time.

The raging spiritual energy flow gradually dispersed, and the strong wind also stopped.

At this moment, the two people were in a deep pit, surrounded by fresh soil.

It was as if someone had dug a trap here, probably to capture spiritual beasts.

"Cough cough cough!" Yan Zhuangxing was choked by the flying dust in the pit and kept coughing.

He looked around awkwardly and smiled: "It seems that we are a bit unlucky!"

Murong Fu also had a gray face at this moment and looked a little embarrassed. He said softly: "Yes, I didn't expect that there would be a big hole here."

Yan Zhuangxing was a little embarrassed: "It's me who has implicated you."

"Okay, let's go up quickly. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

After saying that, the two people looked at each other, tapped their feet lightly, and flew up lightly.

In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu had landed firmly outside, dusting himself.

After waiting for a long time, he still didn't see Yan Zhuangxing's shadow, so he looked back with some confusion.

I saw a palm holding the edge of the pit, and Yan Zhuangxing, whose face was covered with dust, climbed up from the pit with difficulty.

At this moment, he was in an extremely embarrassed state, and the palm of his right hand was covered with fresh mud.