Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Murong Fu sneered and said, "I didn't slap him to death because it was for the Buddha's sake."

Talking!

"Swish, swish, swish" the three sticks were slashed out in succession, full of energy.

Draw towards the other three monks.

"No!" the three monks shouted and raised their staffs to greet him.

But they were all knocked back by Murong Fu's strength.

Only at this moment did they realize that Murong Fu's strength was so terrifying.

Murong Fu stood upright with his stick and said:

"Few divine monks, I have no intention of doing anything to you."

"It just so happens that there is no eminent monk presiding over the temple in Gusu."

"Why don't you just stay and save all sentient beings."

When the three monks heard this, they immediately became anxious: "Are you going to put us under house arrest?"

Murong Fu said seriously, "I am worried that the four of you are old."

"It's better to use some of your spare energy to save yourself from having to worry all day long about your true destiny."

Suddenly, Master Jiaxiang was praised as the leader of the four monks.

Withered hands poked out from the broad sleeves of the gray robe, with his right hand standing upright and his left hand flat on the bottom, he said indifferently:

"This is a matter of concern to all the people in the world. Please forgive me for being murderous!"

"Killing intention?" Murong Fu said contemptuously: "You guys, let me submit to a foolish king."

"Isn't it more cruel than murdering people?"

Master Wisdom clasped his palms together, hung a string of sandalwood Buddha beads, and followed the tempting path:

"Amitabha, we are here for the common people in the world!"

This was the first time Murong Fu had seen such a shameless person.

I kept saying it was for your own good.

In fact, it was just to satisfy his own fetishes.

Those who are greedy for fame are also big thieves!

"Then you go see the Buddha and ask him, are you right?"

After he finished speaking, a dragon roar rose up, and Murong Fu had murderous intentions.

Master Jiaxiang secretly thought something was wrong and took action.

The skinny right hand changed from upward to flat.

The body is like a willow moving in the wind, swaying back and forth, left and right.

The right hand gestures in front of the chest again, the shape of the palm gradually changes, and the thumb is bent outward.

The other fingers are straightened against each other until the palm of the hand is pushed as far as it will go.

He hit Murong Fu's fist exactly.

Buddhism [One Finger Zen]!

Murong Fu looked at Master Jiaxiang's movements.

The opponent's every movement was slow and slow, allowing people to see clearly, but he was "slow".

But it's a relative pleasure.

It is similar to the Wudang sect’s [Tai Chi].

Buddhist mystical skills indeed have a shocking side.

Obviously, Jiaxiang's "One Finger Zen" has reached the level of great skill but no workmanship.

"Haha, come on, let me see how strong you are."

With a move of faith, Murong Fu turned his right palm into fingers, and his spiritual power circulated in the [Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian]. .

A colorless sword energy flashed from the thumb of his right hand, arriving instantly.

It is quite earth-shattering and has the potential of severe wind and rain.

The two forces collided, and Master Jiaxiang immediately let out a muffled "hum".

He felt that his finger was pierced by a sharp sword.

The whole arm moved backward uncontrollably.

The next moment, dark red blood "dropped" from his arm.

[Shaoshang Sword] was completely defeated by [One Finger Zen]!

Master Jiaxiang came to see Murong Fu bullying him.

He quickly drew a "ten" in the air with his left hand and whispered:

"Dry like a dry well, full like a vast ocean; the three realms and six realms can only appear from the heart."

"Psychic attack?" Murong Fu raised his brows and sneered in his heart.

In this world, when it comes to spiritual attacks, he ranks second. Who dares to rank first?

Let out a low drink:

"upbraid!"

There was a mental exchange, but there was no sound.

Master Jiaxiang had an intuition and his brain was shocked, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

With a "peng" sound, his body swayed slightly, his legs gave out, and he collapsed on the ground.

No more. The previous momentum was obviously severely damaged.

Murong Fu's eyes were sharp and he waved his big palm.

The two monks Daoxin and Zhizhi clapped their hands in the air.

Daoxin and Zhizhi stood there, immediately showing a hint of seriousness.

Use all your strength to block.

However, Murong Fu's spiritual power was so strong that the two of them couldn't resist when he broke through his palm.

It hurts at the first touch!

The two monks, Di Xin and Jia Xiang were knocked to the ground and suffered terribly.

"Strong, too strong, this "King of Yan" Murong Fu is too strong. "

Wei Xiaobao stood aside and took in Murong Fu's mighty and domineering appearance.

This kind of thigh must be a good friend.

"My lord! King Yan is so powerful. Fortunately, he didn't make things difficult for us before."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid we will never see you again."

Shuang'er was also shocked by Murong Fu's strength.

Thinking of wanting to attack him before, it was simply too ignorant.

Wei Xiaobao nodded, thinking of ideas rapidly in his mind.

Suddenly, he whispered excitedly: "Dear Shuang'er, I have already thought about how to repay King Yan."

"How to repay?" Shuang'er asked curiously.

Wei Xiaobao smiled "hehe" with a vulgar expression and pretended to be profound:

"Shuang'er, don't worry, the mountain man has his own clever plan."

"You'll know after a while."

Shuang'er naturally believed in Wei Xiaobao unconditionally.

He said "Oh" obediently and looked at the battlefield again.

However, this time it was not Murong Fu.

Instead, it was the battle between Fan Qinghui and Zhu Yuyan.

Fan Qinghui, the righteous leader of the world.

Now, it was obvious that she was no longer Zhu Yuyan's opponent, and she said in confusion:

"How is it possible? Zhu Yuyan, your magic power has actually broken through?"

Zhu Yuyan smiled sweetly and said: "Haha, of course there are noble people to help."

"Noble?" Fan Qinghui followed Zhu Yuyan's gaze and looked at Murong Fu, who was standing with his hands behind his hands, and asked doubtfully: "Is it him?"

"Of course, my King Yan taught me through words and deeds, and he made me break through the magic power after just a few times."

"Would you like to give it a try? Maybe he can help you break through the [Death Barrier]." Zhu Yuyan said with a smile.

Fan Qinghui heard that this was wrong and was secretly angry.

However, she usually bullies the minority with more.

Today, we have to face Murong Fu and thousands of [Shadow Secret Guards].

Naturally, I felt a little panicked.

Especially when he saw the four great divine monks being copied and subdued by Murong.

There is no desire to fight anymore.

Just bite the shell teeth lightly, give a palm in the air, and run away.

When Zhu Yuyan saw this, she laughed "haha" and said:

"Those four bald donkeys were here just now, so I can't go all out."

"Now let me show you my Dacheng [Heavenly Magic Field]."

After saying that, the internal energy exploded in Dantian.

Fan Qinghui was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly felt a huge force pressing on him.

His eyes also flashed with shock.

He quickly displayed [Cihang Sword Code].

He wanted to force Zhu Yuyan back and give himself a chance of survival.

"Haha, no more!" Zhu Yuyan shook her arms, with two more long sleeves in her hands, and hit Fan Qinghui.

In an instant, everyone was dazzled by the sword light and sleeve dance.

At this moment, the two girls didn't seem to be competing, but more like dancing.

It's just that the dangers involved are beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

Zhu Yuyan's demonic energy becomes stronger and stronger, just as Fan Qinghui clones herself.

Turned into countless beautiful shadows, surrounding Fan Qinghui.

He blocked the meridians all over his body and then slapped them away with one palm.

Completely cut off the other party's idea of ​​​​escape.

"It's over!" Fan Qinghui's whole body was numb and unable to move, knowing that today would be a bad day.