Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

In front of Jiying Hall, purple air gathers and white clouds dot the sky.

Zhao Huan is wearing a dragon robe and sitting on a high platform. On the right is the Yuan people's envoy, and on the left are the officials of the Song Dynasty.

There is one seat left for VIPs, all of whom are current martial arts celebrities and heroes.

From time to time, a group of well-equipped guards slowly walked in.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that the leader was Murong Fu who was holding Wang Yuyan's hand.

He was dressed in white, with his head held high and his chest held high, and his appearance was extraordinary. He looked like the legendary banished immortal alive, and the beauties around him were like the fairies of the Moon Palace, clinging to each other.

A gust of breeze blew by, and Wang Yuyan's head was lifted into Murong Fu's arms.

In an instant, four characters flashed in everyone's mind - Immortal Couple.

"Nan Murong is really charming. Even at the moment of life and death, he still doesn't forget to take care of his good wife." Zhao Min said with disdain.

"Haha, are Princess Zhao Min envious?" Zhao Fujin sat under Zhao Huan, listening clearly and not forgetting to reply.

Zhao Min looked at the other party and said with a faint smile: "Oh? It turns out to be Di Ji. You are the dream lover of several princes of my Yuan Kingdom. They like you very much!"

"Haha, if you are envious, just get married yourself." Zhao Fujin replied coldly.

While the two girls were arguing, Jinlun Dharma King slowly stood up, jumped forward, and said lightly: "Amitabha, it's time for me to leave."

Everyone heard the sound and left. The other person's figure was no longer there. Looking again, Jinlun Dharma King was already standing firmly in front of Murong Fu.

"Haha, His Holiness, it's still early, are you so anxious?" Murong Fu looked up at the sun and smiled.

"Amitabha, that's not the case. It's just that there are two little girls there who argue for you all the time. I'm really tired of hearing that." Jinlun Dharma King shook his head and said.

Murong Fu was stunned and couldn't help but look towards the high platform. With his eyesight, he could easily see the two girls Zhao Jinfu and Zhao Min fighting above.

He couldn't help but suddenly smiled and said: "Haha, no wonder!"

Wang Yuyan nodded slightly to Jinlun Dharma King and said softly: "Cousin, I'm going over."

"Go!"

Murong Fu replied calmly and gave everyone behind him a look. Seeing this, the soldiers all left one after another.

He and Jinlun Dharma King were the only two people left in the field.

"Amitabha, Mr. Murong is so lucky to be able to marry such a virtuous wife. It is really rare for her to be so polite to me despite knowing that I am here to take your life."

Murong Fu laughed "haha":

"Cousin, if you are polite, that's part of your upbringing."

"As for you wanting my life, Murong Fu, Master, with all due respect, you are not worthy!"

Everyone was slightly stunned, no one expected that at this time, Murong Fu would still be so domineering and not flinching at all.

"Hmph, Murong Fu is really too harsh. There is a huge difference between a peak master and a grand master. No matter how strong he is, he can't do it." Ling Luoshi, who was sitting in the crowd, said disdainfully.

"Haha, that's not necessarily the case. What if our envoy Murong Jiedu is far from ordinary?" Qin Hui said with a "haha" smile, full of contempt in his words.

"Okay, I, Song Guoerlang, should have this kind of pride and confidence."

Zhao Fujin was unhappy that these two entertained Murong Fu so much. He was about to refute when he heard Zhao Huan clapping his hands and praising him.

The Eight Sage Kings also hurriedly echoed: "Murong Jiedushi is worthy of being a famous hero in the world. He is actually the number one person today!"

Off the field, Murong Fu and Jin Lun Dharma King were facing each other.

In the air, there was a faint electric light.

Everyone exclaimed: "So strong!"

The two men immediately shouted loudly and strode forward to punch!

"boom!"

The collision of the two fists produced a wave of air, which immediately lifted the underground stone slabs and cracked them.

A hint of unexpected sparkle appeared in Jinlun Dharma King's eyes: "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu?"

"Haha, master, please enlighten me." Murong Fu laughed.

In an instant, he punched out his white fist and hit Jinlun Dharma King.

Jin Lun Dharma King is also unable to confront him.

Throughout the square, countless electric waves flashed out.

"Murong Fu must be crazy. He actually chose to fight with Jin Lun Dharma King head-on!" He Bi Weng, who was sitting next to Zhao Min, asked in confusion.

Luzhangke replied calmly: "It's most likely that his blood is getting to his head."

Zhao Min frowned slightly and denied:

"Although Murong Fu is arrogant, he will never use his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths."

When everyone heard this, they all felt it was reasonable.

Look at the field more focused.

Jin Lun Dharma King looked at Murong Fu, whose posture was natural and natural, without any flaws.

Secretly, I felt admiration and yearning.

It would be great if the other party could inherit his legacy.

Maybe he can practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to the top and stand at the top of the world.

Maybe, you can break this world and go to another place.

"bump!"

Jinlun Dharma King struck Murong Fu with a punch and chanted the name of the Buddha:

"Amitabha, if Mr. Murong continues to test me, don't blame me. You're welcome."

"Haha, Dharma King, don't be surprised. I had a strange encounter today. My body has become different. I just want to try it on you." Murong Fu said honestly.

King Jinlun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Master Murong really doesn't take his own life seriously."

"Then let me show you the true strength of the Grand Master!"

As soon as these words came out, Jinlun Dharma King's momentum changed, like a huge mountain pressing down on the field.

Everyone present felt that breathing became difficult.

Even Song Qinzong Zhao Huan, who was sitting farthest away, was like this.

One can imagine the pressure that Murong Fu, who was closest to Jin Lun Dharma King, had to face.

His body suddenly shook, as if a thousand pounds were being loaded on him.

There was a sound in my mind, my vision went dark, and my feet felt helpless, as if I were stepping on clouds.

The Nine-Zhao Shenlong Kung in the Dantian operates on its own.

There was a sound of dragon roar, and instantly, Murong Fu's body burst into purple flames.

It took away all his stress.

"Haha, is this the true strength of the Dharma King?" Murong Fu shook his head and asked as if he had changed his life.

Jin Lun Dharma King's face darkened and he said: "Amitabha, I never thought that Mr. Murong has such mysterious skills to be able to resist my great power."

"His Holiness, please don't be sad. You must know that maintaining this state consumes my internal energy." Murong Fu took out the secret stick and stood in front of him, jokingly.

"Oh? I wonder how much inner strength Mr. Murong has, enough for you to squander?" King Jinlun asked subconsciously.

Murong Fu laughed "haha" and said: "It can barely last less than three hundred years!"

"Hmph, Mr. Murong, you are teasing me again, but this time I won't play with you anymore." Jinlun Dharma King used the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, and his whole body immediately turned red.

The body is completely larger than before.

With an angry roar, he suddenly swung his fist and hit Murong Fu hard.

It was so powerful that it instantly ignited the void.