Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Boom!"

Murong Fu's punch with boundless killing intent instantly shattered Kuangtu Yan's sleeves and robe.

Let him overlap thousands of mountains!

Let him flourish!

Let him stretch endlessly!

I'll hit them all with one punch!

Kuangtu Yan took a sharp breath of cold air and quickly retreated.

After all, he is also a master of martial arts, so he will not lose his fighting spirit after two moves.

I saw that he changed his palms into claws, and surprisingly it was the [Vajra Buddha Claw Technique] of the Shaolin School.

One claw went down and grabbed Murong Fu's chest.

Murong Fu's mind suddenly moved and he used Murong's secret skill [Shenhezhi].

At that moment, there was a "swish" sound, and the finger force broke through the air and popped out.

In the palm of your hand, there is the gate of [Vajra Buddha Claw Technique].

Yan Kuangtu said "How cruel" and his body suddenly bent back.

Kankan dodged Murong Fu's blow.

With ecstasy in his eyes, he said three times: "Okay!"

"The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is to be feared!"

Pointing his toes, he leaped in front of Murong Fu.

He actually got into a fight with him.

Murong Fu always punched fiercely, so he thought Kuangtu Yan had the reputation of a fanatic, so naturally he did.

Unexpectedly, the other party's whole body was limp.

Like a ball of cotton, it cannot be penetrated or broken.

He punched out and was sucked into the opponent's hand.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that Wudang has an internal skill called [Nine Transformations Xuan Gong]

Can train all parts of the body.

Flexible and free, and able to borrow the strength of others to counterattack the opponent.

"Haha, it's interesting. I didn't expect him to be the most dignified [madman in the world]."

"It's either [Wudang] or [Shaolin] Kung Fu."

"Can't you come up with some new tricks for me?"

Murong Fu shouted loudly, easily shaking the opponent away, with a hint of contempt in his tone.

"Haha, martial arts in the world complement each other and learn from each other's strengths. Whichever one works best, I will use that one."

"Why bother, stick to trivial matters?"

Kuangtu Yan doesn't care who's sect or whose technique.

As long as he wants to use it, he will use it!

After saying that, Yan Kuangtu's Yintang, temple, and Renzhong acupoints suddenly appeared a black energy at the same time.

Another wave of golden light rose up from the palm of my hand.

He shouted loudly and slapped Murong Fu.

Murong Fu's expression changed when he saw this, and this move was called [Xuantian Wujin Palm].

It is an extremely powerful palm technique.

It was originally a method of extracting confessions during torture.

The person in the palm feels as if thousands of needles are inserted into the heart and soul, and the eight extraordinary meridians are like being broken every inch.

The pain he suffered was more painful than having his lungs cut open.

Unexpectedly, other people's special skills became ordinary tricks in the hands of Yan Kuangtu.

It's a pity that the other party underestimated himself.

Murong Fu laughed and no longer hid his strength.

With a click of a finger, [Innate Body-Breaking Invisible Sword Qi] penetrates the body and emits.

With one move, Kuang Shaoyan hit the gold energy in his palm, causing pain to the opponent and making him grin.

He quickly took a step back and said in shock:

"Boy, how do you know [Innate Body-Breaking Invisible Sword Qi]?"

"Haha, before Guan Qi died, he passed the [Innate Body-Breaking Invisible Sword Qi] to me."

Kuangtu Yan's eyes widened and he said happily:

"Since you have fought with Guan Qi."

"Then let me ask you, which one of us is stronger."

Murong Fu looked at Kuangtu Yan, simulated it in his mind, and finally said:

"I fought with him to the death and took advantage of him."

"His [Innate Body-Breaking Invisible Sword Qi] can be said to be truly invincible."

Yan Kuangtu's face turned cold and he sighed:

"Hey, I can't fight Guan Qiyi in this life."

"This is truly a great regret in my life!"

Then, he looked at Murong Fu with fighting spirit:

"In that case, I will fight you with all my strength."

"It can be considered as compensation for the regret in my heart."

"Haha, come on!" Murong Fu began to understand the [Illustrated Book of the God of War].

The fighting spirit in his heart is growing all the time.

When you meet a master, you naturally want to have a good fight.

"etc!"

Just when the two of them were at war with each other, luck was exerting its force.

Yan Nantian walked out and said: M...

"Brother, this incident started because of me. I want to fight King Yan first!"

Kuangtu Yan was startled, curled his lips, and said unwillingly:

"Okay, you fight him first."

Yan Nantian nodded and said politely to Murong Fu:

"Is it possible for me to fight King Yan in the next battle?"

Murong Fu said nonchalantly: "Whatever, I also want to see the swordsmanship of the "No. 1 Divine Sword in the World". "

Yan Nantian shook his head and said: "The King of Yan wants me to be killed. Yan doesn't dare to take the title of "the best sword in the world". "

Murong Fu smiled and did not refute.

When it comes to swordsmanship, no one in the world can really say who is the best.

But in terms of strength.

Yan Nantian has already mastered the complete version of the [Marriage Clothes Magic Skill] to the [realm of wishful thinking].

Coupled with his innate divine power and incomparable fighting spirit, it was a perfect blend.

The resulting power, recovery, and defensive abilities.

It is already unprecedented.

There is also the [Marriage Clothes Magic Skill], which has its own fire energy.

Can trigger special attack effects of thunder and lightning attributes.

It's simply a killer weapon in the world.

It can be said!

Yan Nantian's comprehensive strength is definitely worthy of the title of "The Best Divine Sword in the World"!

"Haha, it's useless to talk more. Let me see your [Divine Sword Technique]."

Yan Nantian was stunned. He didn't expect Murong Fu to know him so well.

He actually knew the name of his swordsmanship and said in admiration:

"As expected of Gusu Murong, who knows all the martial arts in the world?"

"I admire how well-informed he is."

"Bang!" Murong Fu stood the [Tian Ji Stick] at his side!

Extremely domineering:

"bring it on!"

Yan Nantian felt Murong Fu's fighting spirit and couldn't help but become excited.

People like them are naturally warlike!

When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent.

There is only one battle!

Only then can you relieve your heart!

He quickly pulled out the [Rusty Sword] from his back.

It is placed diagonally in front of the shoulders and chest, and the movement is very free and neat.

"Okay! I'm very happy to be able to fight against "King Yan"! "

The two of them held their breath and concentrated, and when their energy reached its peak, it suddenly exploded.

Yan Nantian struck out with his sword, but there was no sword light.

This sword was unexpectedly slow. The combination of the piercing sword and the countercurrent of air was so slow that it made people vomit blood.

Like a rushing river, each wave was bigger than the other and hit Murong Fu.

"So strong!" Lian Xing looked at Yan Nantian's first sword swing.

My heart was extremely shocked.

"Sister, my lord...can he come next?"

Yaoyue held Xiao Xin'er in her arms, her expression a little solemn, and she said softly:

"He is not a pushy person, so there should be no problem."

Others present were also frightened by Yan Nantian's first sword.

"Master Yan's fighting power has become stronger again!"

"Nonsense, his great achievements are beyond compare!"

"In this case, "King Yan" may not be able to survive, right? "

…

Isn’t it possible?

When Murong Fu heard this, he almost burst into laughter.

who is he?

He is Murong Fu, who possesses peerless magical power.

This small scene only made his heart flutter a little.

With a thought in his mind, the [Tianji Stick] swung forward.

Everyone intuitively felt that a big mountain appeared in front of them, and Murong Fu shouted in their ears:

"[The stick falls like a mountain]!"