Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Ahem, don't make trouble with your little thoughts. A couple's kindness lasts a hundred nights."

"We have been husband and wife for so many years, and we still do it all the time, every day."

"Isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to kill me like this?"

Murong Fu probably knew that the spiritual world can be divided into three levels.

They are: think about everything, think about whatever you want, and think about whatever you want.

Thinking about everything is creating fantasy in reality.

You can see him, but you can't touch him.

Random thoughts are what pull you into her spiritual world, and she can do whatever she wants, as she pleases.

Wishful thinking means that all the things she imagines can be embodied in reality.

It is probably the process of a fantasy gradually becoming a reality.

At the beginning, Wuxiang Bodhisattva could only give birth to illusions in the spiritual world.

If it really reaches the point of random thoughts, it will be a big trouble.

Wuxiang Bodhisattva's expression remained unchanged, and his whole body exuded an ultimate spiritual power.

In an instant, it wrapped Murong Fu's body.

There is a warm, hot, moist feeling of satisfaction.

When Murong Fu opened his eyes again, he said helplessly:

"It's done, come in!"

"Murong Fu, look at me!" Wuxiang Bodhisattva stood high in the air, looking down at everything on the ground like a real fairy in white.

"Wuxiang, you are still so beautiful." Murong Fu said.

"Don't try to seduce me with your sweet words."

"This is the Wuxiang fantasy world that I have newly cultivated."

"The flow of time is a hundred times faster than outside. Killing you is enough." Wuxiang Bodhisattva said with cold eyes.

Murong Fu was shocked, it seemed that his own spiritual world could only achieve one to three.

The opponent can reach one to one hundred, which is simply a weapon for cultivation.

As long as you have enough mental strength, wouldn't it be possible to practice with Wuxiang Bodhisattva for a hundred days longer than ordinary people?

The only trouble is that spiritual cultivation is more than a hundred times more difficult than internal strength cultivation. I asked curiously: "How long can you maintain your spiritual power?"

"Ten days!" Wuxiang Bodhisattva said calmly.

Ten days is equivalent to a thousand days in the spiritual world, which is about three years.

Murong Fu nodded in admiration. If he had this ability, his strength would definitely be improved. smiled and said:

"The king is willing to marry you, can you not fight me?"

"No!" Wuxiang Bodhisattva said solemnly: "You win and I die, or I die and you win, there is no third way."

Murong Fu was extremely serious and said: "I, Murong Fu, have never killed my own woman."

"Although we were together by chance."

"But it must be a special fate. I hope you can confirm this feeling."

Wuxiang Bodhisattva frowned, and his cold heart suddenly twitched.

"Don't say it again. It's the same sentence. If you win, I will die. If I win, you will die."

Murong Fu sighed heavily and said, "In that case, let's do it!"

Wuxiang Bodhisattva exuded murderous aura, suddenly rose up, and struck Murong Fu with a palm in the air.

Murong Fu felt a powerful force coming towards him, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he quickly used his body skills to avoid it.

"Boom!"

The earth cracked open, and a large handprint appeared on the ground.

The five fingers are distinct and the palm prints are clearly visible.

"So strong!" Murong Fu was surprised. He had never expected it.

Wuxiang Bodhisattva in the spiritual world is more than ten times stronger than before.

Here, even the peak grandmaster is no match for her.

"Murong Fu, there is no need to struggle anymore. I am the master here. If I want you to die, do it right away."

Murong Fu looked at Wuxiang Bodhisattva calmly, thinking desperately about how to defend himself against the enemy.

The opponent is superior, hitting him is like a plane hitting a tank, every hit is accurate.

On the other hand, I can't hit the opponent at all.

If this continues, if I were beaten for three years too early, I'm afraid I'd be tortured to death if not beaten to death.

I kept thinking in my mind, and finally, with a thought in my mind, I suddenly hit my head.

Curse yourself for being stupid!

It is impossible for Wuxiang Bodhisattva to keep fighting from a distance.

After all, human mental illness is limited. If you keep playing like this, sooner or later you will lose it. Thinking of this, he laughed and said:

"Haha, is this your trump card? It's so funny!"

Wuxiang Bodhisattva frowned and raised his hand to strike.

Murong Fu's eyes widened when he saw this, and his body suddenly moved to the left.

"Boom~"

The ground shook again, still leaving a palm print.

Murong Fu stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said provocatively: "Wuxiang, stop making trouble, I will spank you if you continue to make trouble!"

"Seeking death!" Wuxiang Bodhisattva heard Murong Fu's unreasonable words.

Anger exploded in his heart, and he slapped Murong Fu several times.

Murong Fu was speechless, knowing that he had completely angered the other party, so he quickly avoided it, but this time Wuxiang Bodhisattva's palm prints were too dense, sealing the entire area where he was.

"Touch! Touch!"

One palm after another, a big crater was gradually smashed into the ground.

Murong Fu had no choice but to resist.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wuxiang Bodhisattva for increasing his favorability by one. The current favorability is one."

what's the situation?

Murong Fu was speechless. Could it be that he chased his husband to the crematorium for a moment of pleasure in abusing his husband?

But it wasn't until he figured out what was going on.

The voice of the system was ringing in my head like crazy.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wuxiang Bodhisattva for increasing his favorability by one. The current favorability is two."

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wuxiang Bodhisattva for increasing his favorability by one. The current favorability is three."

…

After fifty-four strokes, the sky was already filled with dust.

There was finally a hint of warmth in Wuxiang Bodhisattva's cold eyes. "Whispering" said:

"Dead?"

"Ahem, your mental power is too exaggerated." Murong Fuying suddenly realized after taking a few hits.

Wuxiang Bodhisattva's mental power is of no use to him.

The opponent's mental power is like the mighty and turbulent sea water.

And his mental strength was as solid as a big lead ball.

No matter how many times she hit him, it had no effect on herself.

Wu Xiang Bodhisattva waved his hand and pulled away the dust. When he saw Murong Fu standing there intact, he couldn't help but look surprised: "How could you be okay?"

Murong Fu said calmly: "Maybe you still love me."

Wuxiang Bodhisattva didn't say anything and suddenly rushed forward.

He turned his hands sideways, trembled his fingers, and struck Murong Fu's eyebrows with acupuncture points.

Murong Fu quickly used his body skills, with a strange figure, using his fingers as blades to point at the mouth of Xiangwuxiang Bodhisattva's hands.

The two figures intertwined, moving as fast as thunder, surrounding each other, spinning and colliding.

Every move is seen, the fists and palms are constantly changing, each of them displays their unique skills.

The fight was inextricable, the air screamed and the ground exploded.

The system's voice kept ringing in Murong Fu's mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wuxiang Bodhisattva for increasing his favorability by one. The current favorability is sixty-nine."

At this time, he finally understood that Wuxiang Bodhisattva must have used some kind of secret method to seal the heart and lock love.

In a short period of time, he forgot everything he had with Murong Fu, leaving only his hatred for him.

Now that the spiritual power is used too hard, the seal of the secret method is gradually broken, so that the favorability level will be greatly increased.

After thinking everything through, Murong Fu grabbed Wuxiang Bodhisattva's hands and pressed them with his whole body.

In an almost rogue way, he locked the other person's body and said softly in his ear: "Axiang, stop fighting, I miss you so much."...

Wu Xiang Bodhisattva was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, Murong Fu kissed her red lips without hesitation.

Her body couldn't help but tremble suddenly.