Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

He took a deep breath, then stamped his foot hard, and rushed out instantly as if he was electrocuted.

He hoped that through his actions, Murong Fu would not need to take action himself.

"Are you ready to accept the move?" The sound of breaking waves was like a bell, and he looked at the guards provocatively.

The guards looked solemn, but they still followed Dugu Ming's previous order and rushed towards Duanlang while waving their weapons.

The first guard raised his long sword high and stabbed it diagonally, trying to make Duan Lang lose the ability to fight with one blow.

But instead of retreating, Duan Lang stepped forward and hit the opponent's blade with a single palm, causing the blade's shadow to instantly shatter.

A guard tried to take the opportunity to attack from the side. Duan Lang turned slightly sideways and dodged like running water.

His arm quickly spread out, like an eagle's claw, and suddenly grabbed the guard's wrist. He twisted it hard and heard a crisp sound. The guard immediately covered his wrist and stepped back.

Two more guards tried to use combined force to trap Duan Lang, but they saw him spreading his hands, his palms like blades, and swiping in the air. Two palm winds came out in response, directly forcing the two guards to take a few steps back. Obviously, they failed. Succeed.

At this time, Dugu Ming was stunned. He didn't expect Duan Lang's martial arts to be so outstanding that it was almost impossible to deal with him with conventional means.

Duanlang stood back to where he was, looked up at Murong Fu, and said softly: "This way you don't have to do anything."

Murong Fu nodded slightly, deeply satisfied with Duan Lang's strength and his choice at this moment.

He knew that with Duan Lang around, he really didn't need to take action himself.

The guards in black looked at each other, obviously a little scared.

Dugu Ming was even more aware that today's situation was completely out of his control.

"What are you waiting for?" Dugu Ming yelled unwillingly, but in front of Duan Lang and Murong Fu, his threat was more like a bluff.

Duan Lang smiled and shook his head, getting ready to go again.

He knew that the next battle might be more intense, but he was ready to go all out.

Duanlang knew that everything was far from over.

His eyes returned to Murong Fu, as if seeking a tacit understanding.

Murong Fu smiled slightly, and then nodded, as if to say: "Go on, I know you can do it."

"Come on!" Duan Lang roared, and his body rushed out again like an arrow from a string.

Dugu Ming finally felt that something was wrong. He realized that it was difficult to solve the two problems in front of him by the guards in black alone.

He took a deep breath, suddenly stood up from his seat, raised his hand, and gave the guards a secret gesture.

Then, two special guards wearing silver armor walked out of the secret compartment of the box.

The existence of these two guards is obviously unusual. They each hold a long sword in their hands, and the sword body emits a faint blue light.

"Be careful, these two guys are different."

Murong Fu suddenly spoke with a stern look in his eyes.

Duan Lang suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. He knew that Murong Fu would not remind him for no reason.

He quickly adjusted his position so that he and Murong Fu were back to back, so as to avoid being flanked to the greatest extent.

The silver-armored guards didn't speak, they just drew their swords silently, and then rushed up almost at the same time.

"That's all you can do!" Duanlang sneered. He felt that this was their last resistance.

The swordsmanship of the first silver-armored guard was extremely exquisite. Every sword seemed to be alive, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Duan Lang's vitals.

But Duan Lang was even more complicated. He dodged the sword light with great skill, and then took the opportunity to strike, hitting the silver-armored guard hard on the chest with his palm.

However, to Duan Lang's surprise, this palm was as useless as hitting an iron plate.

"What kind of armor is this?" Duan Lang was shocked.

At this moment, another silver-armored guard also joined the battle.

His swordsmanship is completely different from the first one. He pays more attention to the consistency of his attacks and hardly gives Duan Lang a chance to breathe.

Murong Fu finally started to take action. He turned around suddenly and clenched his right hand into a fist. A burst of internal energy spurted out from his fist and directly hit the second silver-armored guard.

However, the guards were unscathed, which surprised Murong Fu.

"There is something wrong with their armor. We need to break the armor's defense!" Murong Fu whispered to Duan Lang.

Duan Lang nodded, then focused his inner strength on his palms.

He suddenly made a leap, rushed directly towards the first silver-armored guard, and then struck out with all his strength.

With this palm, he gathered all his inner strength, and the wind of the palm even formed a visible air current, which directly hit the armor of the silver-armored guard.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and a small crack appeared in the armor of the silver-armored guard.

"Now!" Murong Fu shouted, and then suddenly rushed out from behind Duan Lang. Suddenly there was a dagger in his hand. The sword flashed and pierced directly into the crack of the silver-armored guard.

The silver-armored guard suddenly trembled violently, and then fell to the ground.

The silver-armored guard showed a surprised expression, then coughed up a mouthful of blood, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

"It broke my armor!" the silver-armored guard muttered in disbelief.

Murong Fu took this opportunity and took action instantly.

He didn't use any fancy moves, he just used the simplest and most direct fist to hit the vital part of another silver-armored guard hard.

The silver-armored guard screamed in pain, finally unable to support himself and fell to the ground.

"How could you..." The silver-armored guard lost consciousness before he could finish his words.

Duan Lang turned around and looked at Murong Fu, as if asking what to do next.

Murong Fu smiled slightly and gave Duan Lang a confirming look.

"Go ahead, it's your show time next."

Murong Fu conveyed this meaning with his eyes.

Duan Lang understood and continued to focus on the remaining guards in black and Dugu Ming.

Dugu Ming was completely disappointed at this time. He knew that he had no chance of winning anymore.

Dugu Ming lowered his body, almost using his back to make up for the panic in his heart.

He observed every movement of Duan Lang and Murong Fu, his heart almost jumping out of his throat. .

Duanlang began to slowly walk towards this corner.

Every step seemed to tap into the fear in Dugu Ming's heart. "

Let me go, I can give you anything, gold, silver, wealth, power and status! "Dugu Ming almost screamed these words, his voice carrying an uncontrollable tremor.

Murong Fu turned his head slightly and looked at Duan Lang, as if silently exchanging opinions.

Duan Lang sneered and stopped. "

Gold and silver treasures? A position of power? Do you think these can buy your life back? "

"Do you think you are bargaining with us now?" Murong Fu's voice was almost terrifyingly calm. This calmness was a precursor to the coming storm.

Dugu Ming's body began to tremble, and he suddenly realized that these two people not only defeated his trump card, but also destroyed all his confidence and confidence.