Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Be careful! Sister Long!" Yang Guo warned Qiu Chuji loudly when he saw Qiu Chuji taking the lead.

Xiao Longnu's face was calm, and her palms moved forward, which contained true energy.

Collided with Qiu Chuji.

"Bang!"

How could Xiao Longnu's internal strength be as deep as Qiu Chuji's?

He retreated as soon as he touched it, and his body flew into the air, like a fairy in the sky, circling around in a circle.

Taking advantage of the situation, he slapped Qiu Chuji again.

"Haha, I've long heard that the [Ancient Tomb Sect's] Qinggong is unparalleled in the world."

"When I saw him today, he certainly lived up to his reputation."

Qiu Chuji raised his hand and struck out again, trying to knock Xiao Longnu back.

But unexpectedly, Xiao Longnu didn't want to compete with him in terms of internal strength.

In both hands, there was a golden ball, which hit Qiu Chuji's head along the sleeves.

[Quanzhen Sect] When everyone saw this, they shouted despicable.

"Senior brother, go ahead!" Sun Buer quickly pulled out a sword and threw it towards Qiu Chuji.

"Haha, it doesn't have to be like this." Qiu Chuji's hand was surrounded by a soft energy.

Use clever techniques to block the metal ball so that it cannot get close to you.

Then, he took the sword thrown by Sun Buer and started fighting with Xiao Longnu.

"Dangdangdang~"

A ball and a sword collided in mid-air, causing sparks to fly.

Fight for a while.

Xiao Longnu frowned, Qiu Chuji was a strong man from the older generation after all.

The internal strength is far superior to hers, and the subtle changes in the [Quan Zhen Sword Technique] complement each other well with the Quanzhen Sword Technique.

As a result, she was unable to attack for a long time and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

I thought, if we continue to fight, we will definitely lose.

That's what this distraction is all about.

Qiu Chuji's old eyes flashed with a gleam of light.

With a sword in the air, he used a move [Hu Shuang Qianli].

The sword energy stabbed Xiao Longnu's right shoulder.

Xiao Longnu felt a sudden pain and was unable to maintain her balance in mid-air.

Falling straight to the ground.

If you fall down, you will definitely break your bones and leave hidden injuries!

"Throw her to death! Throw her to death!"

Zhao Zhijing hated Yang Guo the most, and by the way, Xiao Longnu also hated him.

Seeing that she was about to fall down, I screamed in my heart.

Who knew he thought so, but Yin Zhiping beside him could no longer hold back.

With just one step, a hero will step forward to save the beauty.

"Shua~"

At the moment when Yin Zhiping was about to touch Xiao Longnu.

A figure appeared in front of him and took Xiao Longnu into his arms.

Then, he gently waved his sleeves and flicked him away.

If Hao Datong hadn't happened to be standing behind him.

It was impossible to say that he would hit the wall and hurt his body.

"Who is your Excellency?" Qiu Chuji and others stood together and asked in a deep voice.

"You Taoist priests are really interesting."

"I, the king, have learned what it means to hit someone with a rake."

The person who caught Xiao Longnu was none other than Murong Fu who was watching the show.

He originally wanted to teach Zhao Zhijing a lesson before going to look for Yang Guo.

Unexpectedly, before he could take action, that boy Yang Guo came to his door.

When Qiu Chuji and others heard this, their expressions suddenly turned ugly and they asked:

"What do you mean by this?"

Murong Fu was about to speak when Xiao Longnu's shy voice came to his ears:

"You...can you put me down first?"

"Oh!" Murong Fu slapped his forehead and said sheepishly: "If the girl has no bones, I forgot about it for a moment."

"Don't blame me yet."

With that said, he carefully put down Xiao Longnu.

Xiao Longnu didn't know how the outside world called others.

I learned the name from the book and said, "Thank you very much, Mr....zi!"

Murong Fu smiled calmly and said: "You're welcome, let me get rid of these stinky Taoist priests first."

"Yeah!" Xiao Longnu stood aside after hearing this, looking very well-behaved.

Sun Buer stood up and asked: "Who are you? Have we [Quanzhen Sect] ever offended you?"...

Murong Fu replied calmly:

"Haha, my surname is Murong. My single name has one compound character."

"You can also call me King Yan."

Qiu Chuji frowned and whispered:

"The compound surname is Murong, the single name has a compound character..."

Immediately, his eyes widened and he asked in surprise: "Are you Murong Fu, King of Yan?"

"It is this king." Murong Fu nodded calmly.

"What do you mean by coming to Quanzhen Sect?" Qiu Chuji asked.

Murong Fu looked around and finally looked at Xiao Yang Guo and said, "I'm here for him."

"For him?" Everyone was puzzled. Even Yang Guo pointed at his nose and asked curiously: "For me?"

"Well, that's right. Guo Jing, the hero, died in Xiangyang. You must have heard about this." Murong Fu glanced at everyone and asked.

"Jing'er..." Qiu Chuji mentioned Guo Jing with a sad expression.

However, Murong Fu knew that Qiu Chuji was not Ma Yu, and his relationship with Guo Jing was limited. If Ma Yu was alive, Yang Guo would not be bullied into fleeing Quanzhen and changing his family.

"Haha, that's right. If Brother Guo Jing were alive, seeing you treat Yang Guo like this would really break my heart." Murong Fu said sarcastically.

"Hmph, Yang Guo deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, so he should be killed. So what if Guo Jing is alive?" Zhao Zhijing knew that Guo Jing was dead, so he was not polite at all.

"You fart, I didn't bully my master and destroy my ancestors at all, you wronged me!" Little Yang Guo was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and he shouted with all his strength.

"Hmph, little yellow-toothed boy, you have to provide evidence when you speak." Zhao Zhijing said with disdain.

"Oh?" Murong Fu asked pretending to be curious: "You said he deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, then why did he deceive his master and destroy his ancestors?"

"Haha, you should let him speak for himself!" Zhao Zhijing said pretending to be generous.

Murong Fu looked at Yang Guo and said warmly: "Then please tell me what happened."

Yang Guo knew that Murong Fu was Guo Jing's friend, so he felt more close to him.

He told everyone everything about how Zhao Zhijing tricked him. Zhao Zhijing only taught him his mental skills, not his moves, which caused him to make a fool of himself during the competition.

He was beaten half to death by Lu Qingdu, and he used Ouyang Feng's [Toad Kung Fu] in desperation.

Everyone in the Quanzhen Sect present also showed thoughtful expressions.

"Boy, are you done?" Zhao Zhijing looked disdainful, as if he was despising Yang Guo.

"I've said it, believe it or not." Yang Guo blinked his small eyes, looking at Murong Fu as if intentionally or unintentionally.

"Zhijing, tell the truth whether this is true or not." Zhao Zhijing's master Wang Chuyi asked.

"Master, you should know very well what kind of character this disciple is. If you don't believe me, my disciple... I am willing to die in front of my ancestor." Zhao Zhijing pretended to be sad.

"Haha, Headmaster Qiu, who do you think is lying about this?" Murong Fu smiled calmly.

"This matter..."

Zhao Zhijing was a good-natured man who loved great achievements, but was narrow-minded, and he wanted to be the leader.

Qiu Chuji naturally knew all about these bad habits.

However, he was inherently biased when it came to Yang Guo.

It can be said that once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years!

He was afraid that Yang Guo, like his father, would become a disaster in the future.

Murong Fu knew Qiu Chuji's concerns, walked up to the crowd, and asked with a smile: "Headmaster Qiu, in fact, it is easy to distinguish whether this matter is true or false."

"It just so happens that I have learned the soul-moving method from the [Nine Yin Manual]. I only need to point lightly at this Taoist priest to make him tell the truth on his own. What do you think?"