Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

When Miyamoto Musashi heard Wuhua's shouting, he suddenly became energetic and looked at Murong Fu, looking a little excited: "He is the Murong Fu who destroyed the Three Immortals Island!"

"That's right!" Wuhua confirmed when he saw Murong Fu holding the Tianji Stick, who looked like a god descending to earth.

And at this moment, a burst of shouts that resounded throughout the world suddenly erupted from behind Murong Fu!

Ruan Yiye rushed out with the Murong family army.

Miyamoto Musashi suddenly looked extremely ugly and said in a deep voice: "No, there is an ambush!"

"What should I do?" Wuhua was not good at military affairs and could only ask the other party.

Miyamoto Musashi frowned. There were only two paths before him now. .

One is to capture Huating in one go.

The second is to withdraw troops!

However, the loss of withdrawing troops now is not small. Once the enemies in Huating rush out, the troops will be attacked from both sides.

"Asshole, why are there so many enemies here in Huating!"

Miyamoto Musashi cursed, gritted his teeth, and shifted his target to Murong Fu.

"If you shoot the man first, shoot the horse. To capture the thief, capture the king first. Wuhua, you and I will kill Murong Fu together!"

"This city must be defeated!"

"Okay!" Wuhua agreed, and he and Miyamoto Musashi went to kill Murong Fu.

On Huating City.

When Bao BuTong saw Murong Fu's appearance, his confidence suddenly increased. With Ruan Yi and Jiang Zian leading the ambush troops, he shouted excitedly:

"The time has come for brothers to fight back! Show this group of Japanese people that we men from the Song Kingdom are not wimps."

"These bastards are robbing our women and killing our children. We cannot let them go!"

"kill!"

The soldiers recruited by the Murong family army are all from the seaside.

Which of them has not suffered harm from the Japanese?

After hearing Bao BuTong's words, each of their eyes turned scarlet.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Brothers, kill these bastards!"

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In an instant, the emotions of the soldiers in the city were ignited to the extreme.

Each one of them was fearless and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers.

Seeing this, the Japanese soldiers couldn't help but feel fear, and their morale dropped again and again!

Coupled with the sudden appearance of an ambush behind him, he almost lost his will to fight.

Now, the key to victory or defeat lies in the three Murong Fu who are about to collide together!

"Bang~"

Murong Fu hit Miyamoto Musashi on the head with a stick.

Miyamoto Musashi moved very quickly, blocking Murong Fu's attack with one sword, and then struck out a sword energy with the other sword towards Murong Fu's front door.

Murong Fu snorted coldly, and with the help of the Tianji Rod's rebound, he twisted his body and turned around.

Seeing this, Wuhua turned black with his left hand, raised his fingers to strike, and hit Murong Fu's waist with force.

Murong Fu became anxious and stepped on his toes several times, trying to avoid Wuhua's attack.

Unexpectedly, with a flick of Wuhua's fingertips, a sharp gust of wind shot out and attacked the acupuncture point on his waist. He couldn't help but groan, and took a few steps back after landing.

"Shaolin One Finger Zen!"

"Amitabha, Almsgiver Murong is really well-informed." Wuhua spoke without missing a beat from his hands.

Murong Fu looked solemn, the strength of these two guys was not at the peak of masters.

Far from comparable to the four wastes on Sanxian Island.

Just when he was distracted, Miyamoto Musashi had already attacked him!

The swords in both hands thundered!

“First class in two days!”

There were also several shining silver rings in Wuhua's hand, which were strange and mysterious, as if they were living creatures shooting into Murong Fu's large acupoints.

Murong Fu recognized this technique at a glance as the Death Familiar Technique, one of the nine secret techniques of ninjutsu!

The two men's flanking attacks were so closely coordinated that his heart trembled violently, just when the killing blow was about to strike.

Murong Fu shouted loudly and activated his Dantian, and a hundred years of energy surged out.

"The stars have changed!"

Wuhua and Miyamoto Musashi suddenly felt that a powerful zhenqi was emitting from Murong Fu's body, which turned into a whirlpool.

Like the earth, it pulls the sun, moon and stars!

The sword that was originally going to cut Murong Fu's head was deflected by five inches and struck Wuhua.

And the silver ring that flew out of Wuhua turned towards Miyamoto Musashi without any scruples!

Both of them were shocked!

The changing times are so terrifying!

"The silver ring is poisonous, be careful!" Seeing this, Muhua dwarfed and did not forget to remind Miyamoto Musashi.

However, in order not to hurt him, Miyamoto Musashi used his inner strength to fight Murong Fu head-on, unable to dodge at all.

There were several "bang bangs" on his body. Although it did not hit any acupuncture points, it was still seriously injured.

Then "poof~" a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Murong Fu's eyes turned cold, purple flames appeared on his right palm, and he slapped Miyamoto Musashi on the back hard, sending him three feet away.

When Wuhua saw the strange fire emerging from Murong Fu's hands, she was too frightened to step forward.

He quickly retreated to Miyamoto Musashi and opened his clothes. On his solid back, there was a purple palm mark, as if it was painted with cheekbones.

Even his fingerprints could be seen clearly, his pupils immediately contracted, and he said:

"Is this the great Ziyang hand that destroys heaven and earth?"

Murong Fu said calmly: "That's right! It's exactly this skill."

Miyamoto Musashi's face turned pale, and he slowly stood up: "Murong's quick turn of events has indeed paid off, I admire you."

Wuhua whispered to Miyamoto Musashi to run quickly.

Then he picked up the sword in Miyamoto Musashi's hand.

His left hand hung under his waist, and his right hand raised the sword to his eyebrows, with the sword tip pointing towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu frowned, this sword looked ordinary.

But there is hidden the essence of the sword, and there is great wisdom hidden in it.

It seems that the limit of the swordsmanship that the world can accommodate is contained in his sword style.

"Slash with the wind!" Miyamoto Musashi looked at Wuhua's hand gesture in shock and couldn't help but murmur.

Wuhua's eyes were completely red at this moment, and his white clothes were so inspired by his true energy that he was flying into the air?

This sword is sure to kill, and he is not as strong as the Grand Master, so he can't spare any power.

At the moment when Murong Fu was stunned.

Wuhua had already jumped up, and the cold light on his sword was like a pool of autumn water, green and cold, piercing his muscles and bones.

The ten-foot sword energy struck Murong Fu directly!

This was the first time Murong Fu had seen such a powerful swordsmanship!

There was a feeling of powerlessness in his heart.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the severe pain made him wake up instantly.

"Sword power!"

He quickly understood that the mystery of Wuhua's move was that it could create sword power.

Yes, any martial arts in the world, as long as it is practiced to the extreme, can create or take advantage of the general trend.

Even the simplest sword-drawing technique only requires swinging it millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of times!

It can become extremely mysterious, murderous and invisible.

"break!"

Murong Fu's whole body's energy was concentrated on his two fingers.

A ray of purple light shot out quickly along the fingertips, directly pointing towards Wuhua's heart.

Murong's unique skill of ginseng and fingering!

"Boom~"

When the ten-foot sword energy fell, Wuhua and Murong Fu burst out vomiting blood at the same time.

In the middle of Wuhua's eyebrows, there was a purple seal, and the entire aura was instantly extinguished, and the body slowly fell down.

Miyamoto Musashi endured the severe pain, picked up the opponent and hid towards the Japanese army.

Immediately ordered to leave!

Murong Fu stood on the spot and did not pursue him. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, watched the two of them leave, and said harshly:

"Master... I'm afraid I'm really hurt this time!"