Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

at the same time.

He was carrying Song Qingshu on his back and heading to the house to wait for Zhang Wuji's arrival.

Suddenly, a Taoist wearing a purple and gold Taoist robe with a serious face stood in front of him.

It's hard to say that he suddenly felt wary, but he asked with a smile:

"Amitabha, why is this fellow Taoist blocking the path of this poor monk?"

The Taoist stood with one hand in front of him and recited the Taoist slogan:

"Infinite Lord, the road is not narrow, why do you say this?"

He was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had wronged the other party, and said with a smile:

"I can't tell, I can't tell. Since you're not waiting for me, the poor monk is gone."

After saying that, he said that he should not deliberately distance himself from the Taoist, but should leave the Taoist.

He didn't know who he was, but he stood in front of him.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel angry, and asked: "Fellow Taoist, what do you mean by this?"

The Taoist had no expression on his face and asked: "My master, he asked me to go down the mountain to find someone."

"Pindao has been waiting here for a long time. It's true that he didn't come, but he was about to leave."

"So Pindao wants to keep him."

He was confused and asked: "Who is your master?"

The Taoist glanced at him and said nothing, his expression became extremely respectful, and he said from the side:

"Master Wudang Zhang Sanfeng!"

"What?" He was stunned for a moment, secretly shocked: "Are you Zhang Zhenren's apprentice?"

"One of the Wu-Tang Seven?"

The Taoist regained his serious expression and said, "I am from the Wudang Sect—Yu Lianzhou."

"Are you Yu Erxia?" He couldn't help but feel guilty immediately, and put it in the cloth bag on his back.

But there is still a disciple of Zhang Sanfeng, and it would be bad if the people in front of him find out.

He quickly put on a smiling face and said:

"Haha, I, the Mingjiao sect, advocate that one of Wuji's five disciples can't say anything."

"I have long admired Yu Erxia for a long time."

Yu Lianzhou nodded calmly:

"I know you."

"The [Qiankun Qi Bag] on your back can be considered a treasure in the world."

Looking at Yu Lianzhou's expression, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said:

"Haha, Yu Erxia, I have something else to do today."

"Why don't we let the leader make arrangements another day and let's have a few drinks?"

Yu Lianzhou replied: "It's okay to leave, but please put down my Qingshu nephew."

It was hard to say that he was surprised, but he wondered how Yu Lianzhou knew that Song Qingshu was in his hands.

He quickly argued: "Did Yu Erxia misunderstand? How could your nephew be in my hands?"

Yu Lianzhou shook his head calmly: "I know, I know it's in your hands."

"Because I saw it when you arrested him."

"What?" He couldn't help but couldn't help but laugh and cry, and said in confusion: "You saw it before, why didn't you stop it?"

"Hardening..." He said that he had to wait for the word "him" to come out of Yu Lianzhou's mouth, then turned around and ran away.

He had heard that Yu Lianzhou was the number one person behind Zhang Sanfeng in the Wudang Sect.

The strength is still higher than that of Yang Zuoshi, and he is definitely not something he can deal with.

Yu Lianzhou was not in a hurry when he saw this. He took out a fifty kilogram iron lump from his arms and weighed it a few times in his hands.

His arm trembled slightly. The anchor rose up in response and hit Wushu's shoulder hard.

I couldn't help but feel a pain in my back right away. I was thrown out and fell to the ground like a dog chewing mud.

When Yu Lianzhou saw this, he took the [Qiankun Qi Bag] without hesitation.

Released Song Qingshu inside.

After waking him up, his serious face finally turned into a smile.

"Good nephew, I hope you're okay."

"Second uncle!" Song Qingshu shouted excitedly as he looked at the person coming.

…

On the Tiger Hill Tower, Zhang Wuji finally couldn't resist the pressure of the big ball of zhenqi and knelt on the ground with one leg.

He circulated his true energy throughout his body, trying to detonate it, and roared angrily:

"Murong Fu, if you want to kill me, I will let all the people in Gusu City bury you with me."

Huqiu Pagoda was suddenly buzzed and shaken.

Murong Fu looked ugly. The Huqiu Tower was located in a prosperous city.

If the big ball of zhenqi really explodes, everything within a ten-mile radius will be annihilated and turned into ashes.

Not to mention tens of thousands of civilians would suffer.

I was thinking about whether to kill Zhang Wuji just now, so I forgot to mention it.

To kill or not to kill?

For a moment, Murong Fu was in a dilemma.

"Stop it quickly." Zhou Zhiruo and Jingxuan heard the fighting downstairs and became more and more fierce.

After all, I couldn't help but go downstairs to check.

I didn't want to see such a thrilling scene.

"Zhiruo!" Zhang Wuji showed a hint of joy on his face and shouted: "Come and help me."

Zhou Zhiruo heard this and subconsciously wanted to help, but then froze and said helplessly:

"There is no coexistence between good and evil. Leader Zhang, you and I should be on our own terms in the future."

Zhang Wuji felt cold when he heard this.

I know my plan may fail.

Suddenly, bursts of anger arose in his heart, and he said angrily:

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll detonate this big ball of energy."

"Let the people around me die with me."

Murong Fu knitted his brows together and suddenly stepped forward.

Distribute the general trend of the whole body throughout the Tiger Hill Pagoda, and embody the law of the universe with the body.

Grab the big ball of infuriating energy and push it upwards.

Suzhou is his base camp, and the common people here are loyal to him.

Even one death is a huge loss. He shouted:

"Zhang Wuji, let me help you push up."

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Wuji heard this, he smiled as if he had succeeded in his conspiracy:

"Leader Murong, I know you are reluctant to part with this great Gusu City."

"Now, it's my turn to give you a ride."

With that said, Zhang Wuji pushed all the big balls of zhenqi to Murong Fu.

His body suddenly retreated, his palms quickly circled around his body, and he said loudly:

"It damages the heart, hurts the lungs, destroys the liver and intestines, hides the essence of separation and is in a daze, and the three burners are in reverse and the soul is flying."

Zhou Zhiruo and Jingxuan were shocked and said:

"No, it's the Kongtong Sect [Seven Injury Fist]!"

Murong Fu's eyes widened, he knew all about martial arts.

Naturally, it can be seen that Zhang Wuji used the [Seven Injury Fist].

I secretly thought that this guy is so cruel.

Not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, but he also brings out the best in people's hearts!

To say it's despicable is an understatement.

However, who in the martial arts world is not despicable?

Zhang Wuji's whole body of energy turned into seven punches and struck Murong Fu.

The seven punches were all murderous, hitting Murong Fu's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys one by one.

Murong Fu was wise in times of crisis, the spiritual platform was clear, and the situation between ourselves and the enemy was clearly revealed in his mind.

Qi penetrates the true energy into all the meridians, and the body rises diagonally, seemingly slowly but quickly, spinning rapidly like a top, and slowly rising.

A whirlwind arose around him and turned into a wall of wind.

He forcefully pushed the big ball of infuriating energy into the air.

"Bang bang bang~"

Seven loud noises hit the wind wall.

There was no damage at all.

Zhang Wuji was immediately shocked. Although he did not consume much, it was impossible for him to break through Murong Fu's wall of energy.

The next moment, the big ball of infuriating energy hit the top of the wall of the Tiger Hill Tower like a savage.

He immediately made a louder sound than the [Seven Injury Fist].

"Boom!"

The eighteen-story tower was instantly destroyed by two floors.

Fortunately, the airflow from the explosion of the big ball of Qi blooms upward.

The two-story towers scattered like fireworks.

Murong Fu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

He turned back to look at Zhang Wuji coldly, his heart filled with murderous intent, and he said domineeringly:

"How can you shake a three-hundred-year-old wall of energy?"