Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

When Murong Fu and the demon were devouring each other in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The peak powerhouses of Buddha and Demon fell above the cave.

When the sweeping monk looked helplessly at the remains of the two people below, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Amitabha, I never expected that the remains of the "Devil" would finally be revealed. "

“Hehe, your Shaolin Temple can’t keep the remains of the ‘Devil’, so you’d better hand them over obediently. "Evil Emperor" smiled at Yu Tian.

"Hmph, even if it comes out, you can't even think of taking it away." The wine-fighting monk drank a few sips of old wine, and the flames all over his body burned up, and he roared towards the magic gate.

"Leave this monk to me." Sihanfei's body suddenly swelled up and he ran towards the wine-fighting monk.

Fang Zheng glanced at Meng Chixing, who was fighting with him before, and attacked without mercy.

Xiang Yutian glanced at Li Gong beside him and said with a smile: "I'll leave the sweeping to you. I'll go get the remains."

"Go ahead, I just want to know how strong the sweeping monk is." There was no emotion in Li Gong's voice as he bowed and jumped towards the sweeping monk.

"Amitabha, donor, you are too murderous. This is not good."

The sweeping monk's body exuded a faint Buddhist light, which was in sharp contrast with the blood color on Li Gong's body.

At their level, it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

It is not a problem for one person to hold another person down.

The sweeping monk also knew that nothing could be done today and gave up any thought of stopping him.

Instead, he became cruel and wanted to destroy a demon first.

The Buddha's light condensed into one palm and fell towards Li Gong.

"Old monk Li knows that your Dharma is superb, and it is just right for you to taste my [Seventy-two Postures of Heavenly Demon Hand]." Li Gong looked up to the sky and roared, gathering his power.

He is confident that his [Seventy-two Styles of Heavenly Demon Hand] is not inferior to any martial arts in the world.

All because there was once a master of Shattered Void who streamlined and improved it.

Naturally, he would not lose to the old monk in front of him.

The demonic energy turned into a short palm and hit the golden Buddha's palm, causing dull sounds in an instant.

Li Gong's heart trembled, and he secretly swept the Buddha's palm from the ground, like a thick wall, making it impossible for him to get close with his moves.

Knowing that Zhen Qi alone could not achieve success, he moved towards the opponent like a ghost.

The collision of zhenqi from the six realms of unity between man and nature knocked the Shaoshi Mountain into a state of shock.

The people at the foot of the mountain looked up and were surprised to see red-burnt clouds that were hundreds of feet long.

I heard a loud "boom" sound again and the mountain trembled.

They all stood in the courtyard, not daring to sleep, for fear that if someone took a nap, the landslide and the ground would collapse, burying the whole family.

"Boom!"

A huge purple thunder pierced the sky, cutting off the red-hot clouds that were thousands of feet long.

"Ouch, it was such a loud thunder, it almost scared me to death."

Xiang Yutian fell into the cave, looked up at the thunder that flashed past, patted his chest, and made a scared expression.

He got close to the remains of the "Heavenly Demon", squatted down, and looked at the appearance of the remains carefully.

He picked up the demon's skull without any respect and shook his head disdainfully:

"Aside from being pretty, there is no difference from a normal person's head."...

"On the contrary, this head shape is more suitable for being a urinal."

Everyone in the Demon Sect does whatever they want, and they don't like the idea of ​​ranking based on seniority.

But if you say that your ancestor’s head is like a urinal.

I am afraid.

Only the "Evil Emperor" in the entire demon sect dared to speak to Yu Tian.

After studying it for a long time, I could only feel a trace of the demon's power on my bones.

Xiang Yutian did not find out the secret hidden in the "Tian Mo Ce" from the remains.

He casually took out a cloth bag and picked up the bones one by one in disgust.

Finally, he dusted off his hands and then turned his attention to Murong Fu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

As for Zhu Yuyan, who was only covered with a layer of gauze, he didn't even look at it.

"It's strange, I've been left behind for so long, why didn't this kid react at all?"

How smart is Xiang Yutian?

An old monster who had lived for at least two hundred years, naturally saw that something was wrong with Murong Fu's current state.

Who in the right mind would [play poker] in this place?

"No, he got the secret of the bones, so for a while, he didn't have time to escape without digesting it?"

If Murong Fu were awake, he would probably admire Xiang Yutian's wisdom.

After just one glance, he could see the clues. If it were him, even if he could guess it, he wouldn't be so sure.

"It's unlucky. Originally I only had to carry the bones, but now I have to carry you back. It will really cause trouble for me."

After complaining to Yutian, he walked towards Murong Fu, intending to take him back to the Demon Sect and study it carefully.

"Young pretty boy, I advise you to stay away from my disciple."

Just when he was about to touch Murong Fu, suddenly, a crisis arose in his heart.

He immediately jumped back, frowned, and looked at Murong after he came back to life. An old monk dressed as a monk from the Western Regions came out of it.

"Huh? I didn't expect that there is an old monk hiding in the Shaolin Temple who is in the realm of unity between man and nature. I really underestimated you."

Huo Gong Tutuo shook his head and said disdainfully: "Humph, I am not a monk from the Shaolin Temple. You pretty boy can't understand. I said that I am this pretty boy's master."

Xiang Yutian looked at Huo Gong Tutuo with a strange expression and retorted loudly, saying:

"I am handsome. If you say that I am a pretty boy, you can accept it reluctantly."

"It's just that you, my apprentice, are too far behind me to deserve the title of pretty boy."

"Um?"

After Huo Gong Tutuo heard Xiang Yutian's words, he looked at their faces very seriously.

Finally, he said very seriously:

"No, I still think that my disciple is better looking than you. In his words, he is handsome!"

Xiang Yutian's face froze and his eyes turned cold: "Really? I don't think so."

Huo Gong Tutuo said disdainfully: "Then what do you want?"

Xiang Yutian shouted: "I want to beat you up if I don't want to do anything."

The whole body was surrounded by demonic energy, and turned into a seven-foot-long demonic tiger, rushing towards Huo Gong Tutuo.

This black tiger was transformed from his demon seed and has infinite power.

The speed is extremely fast.

Each claw falls, causing ripples in the void claws.

It seemed like it was about to break.

"Good guy, I've heard before that the Demon Sect is good at making things real and fake."

"I saw something interesting today." Huo Gong Tutuo didn't show any fear when he saw the demon tiger coming down.

On the contrary, I found it fun.

When the [Nine Yang Manual] is activated, the whole body feels like it is covered with a thin flame garment.

Jumping on the head of the devil tiger, "bang bang" is just a few punches.

When Xiang Yutian saw Huo Gong Tutuo doing this, he was not angry at all.

Instead, he smiled.

The magic method mainly focuses on controlling the mind, the false and the false, the true and the false.

It makes people hard to guard against.

But the monk in front of him had a simple mind and no longer had any obsession whether it was true or false.

On the contrary, he was able to easily break his "emptiness" and said with a smile:

“The little monks are all interesting!”