Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Time passed little by little, and the sky gradually turned white.

The early morning sunlight shines through the doors and windows and onto the lobby, making the lights and shadows of swords particularly dazzling.

Following Xue Lingqi's order, figures once again surrounded the three people, starting a new round of siege.

Murong Fu twitched the corners of his lips and couldn't help but whisper: "It's not over yet."

Zhuge Qingyun also echoed: "If the tiger doesn't show its power, do you think we are kittens?"

The two sides soon fought again. The secret guards brought by Xue Lingqi were completely different from Gu Lun's group.

The two are simply not comparable.

These people look like professional killers at first glance.

Each move is clean and neat, and it is the killing move without any unnecessary movements.

And in terms of strength, they are much higher than Gu Lun and the others.

The people around him were obviously aware of this, and they all hid far away, fearing that they would be affected.

However, the desire to watch the excitement in their hearts prompted them to look around again, unwilling to miss any detail.

The sound of swords clashing continued.

However, after a moment, Dongfang Bubai couldn't hold on any longer and was almost scratched by one of them. ..

Fortunately, Murong Fu always paid attention to her actions and took action in time to pierce her heart with his sword.

Seeing this scene, Xue Lingqi on the side couldn't help but be a little shocked by Murong Fu's strength.

The people she brought here were all experienced killers.

Even if they are picked out at random, they can be famous in one place and fight against invincible opponents in the world.

But what she never expected was that the man would take a life with just a wave of his hand, seemingly easily.

This strength is probably not that of an ordinary person.

She was not a stupid person, and naturally she could see that Murong Fu was unusual, and she had a vague premonition in her heart.

Xue Lingqi narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the figures in the crowd, tilted his head and whispered: "Where did they come from?"

Zhang Qiang was stunned at first, and then started to make up lies: "Aunt, I have already checked it out. They are just a few outsiders, what identities can they have?"

"Did you check? How did you check?" Xue Lingqi's eyes turned cold, and he instantly heard the flaw in his words.

"If I remember correctly, all the guards around you were injured."

"Tell me, who checked it for you?"

"Um?"

Xue Lingqi spoke one sentence after another, so overwhelming that Zhang Qiang had difficulty breathing.

"I...I!" He stuttered for a long time without saying a word.

Xue Lingqi wanted to throw his nephew back to his hometown immediately, and cursed angrily:

"You stupid bastard, what do I always tell you!"

"The [Roland Conference] will be held soon. Don't cause any trouble for me!"

"What now? After provoking such a difficult person..."

Zhang Qiang was so scolded by him that he didn't dare to say another word.

Deep down in his heart, he couldn't help but secretly think: That's not what his aunt said when he went back home to cry.

She was obviously the one who wanted to save Wanfu's face and sent people to assassinate him, but now it was all his fault!

While the two men were talking, Murong Fu had already been on his own.

Dantian circulated, and a spiritual energy burst out, repelling all those people.

Although it took some effort, dealing with these small fish and shrimps was not a problem at all.

When Xue Lingqi saw this scene, his heart suddenly rang with alarm bells: "Who are you?"

"[Canglan Sword Sect], Murong Fu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was stunned in place, with the same expression on their faces.

In the entire [Liu Li Shrine], apart from Murong Fu and the other three, only Liu Li and Fang Zi Sheng were left very calm.

The rest of the people all had expressions of disbelief, and their eyes almost popped out.

The scene was silent for a long time, and finally someone broke it: "I'll go! He is the eighth on the [Hidden Dragon List], he is really powerful!"

"People cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. I never thought that this person would be so young."

"Tell me, are the Wan family members so crazy that they dare to attack people on the [Hidden Dragon List]?"

"That is, other aristocratic families wish they could treat you as a guest. They..."

Everyone started talking again, and the whispers sounded particularly harsh in Xue Lingqi's ears.

She originally prepared for the worst, thinking that the other party was just a disciple of a certain sect or family.

Unexpectedly, this person's identity is so important.

She couldn't help but feel chills all over her body, and she regretted her actions.

Although this [Roland Conference] was organized by Wanjia alone.

But who knows, the most important among them are the ten people on the [Hidden Dragon List].

If ten people are not gathered together, I am afraid that this [Roland Conference] will only exist in name only.

In the past years, other aristocratic families were clamoring for control. Ultimately, they all wanted to take this opportunity to make friends with these people and profit from them.

Finally, Wanjia got this opportunity this year, and she actually completely offended him completely.

Murong Fu noticed something strange about her, slowly smiled and said softly: "Isn't Mrs. Wan going to kill me? Why don't you do it?"

Zhuge Qingyun echoed from the side: "Haha, she should be so regretful now that her intestines are green."

"You invited me here with a lot of money, and now you order to kill him. Isn't this a slap in the face?"

"A noble and noble family actually behaves like this. I really don't know how you are qualified to host the [Roland Conference]."

As soon as he finished speaking, another group of people rushed in with high spirits outside the door, all dressed the same as Wanjia.

The only difference is that they all have a token hanging on their waist, which reads: Fang

The leader is none other than the head of the Fang family, Fang Yuan.

His face was full of energy at this time, as if he was in high spirits at a happy event: "Mr. Murong, the Wan family must not want to organize the conference, so why don't you let me settle you down properly."

Fang Zisheng also walked up from the crowd, with a cold voice: "Yes, the Wan family is attacking people on the [Qianlong List], maybe they don't welcome you!"

"Why don't you come with me? The Fang family will definitely treat you well!"

When Xue Lingqi heard this, he was running out of time, pointed at the two of them and yelled: "Old man, little brat, what are you talking about!"

"Our Wan family has the right to run this [Roland Conference] this year. Why does the Fang family come and cause trouble?"

"Get as far away as you can!"

She was already in deep regret at this moment, and with the Fang family father and son taking the opportunity to attack, she was even more confused.

The father and son in front of her clearly had bad intentions, and she would never let them succeed.