Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Ah~" Murong Fu kept struggling in the sky in pain, while looking at Bao BuTong's large army out of the corner of his eye.

Look at them still not forgetting to drag the big and small treasure boxes.

I couldn't help but admire him.

It's like a rat working as an escort for a cat, risking his life for making money.

"Haha, Prince Murong, you, the strongest man here, seem to be nothing more than this." Zhao Wuji looked at Murong Fu's painful look and seemed to enjoy it very much, saying with disdain.

"General Bao, let's leave like this. What will happen to the prince? He seems to be feeling very uncomfortable!" Qishan asked worriedly.

Bao BuTong looked at Murong Fu rolling in the sky, curled his lips and said, "Your Majesty can fly now, and we can't help even if we want to."

"Let's go quickly!"

"But..." Qishan was still hesitant to fight alongside Murong Fu.

"General Qi, don't worry. Your Majesty, he is fine." Lang Xuici could be said to be the person who knew Murong Fu best in the room.

There was no trace of worry on her face at this moment.

"Let's leave quickly so as not to burden the prince." Bao BuTong said loudly.

…

A full half an hour passed.

Zhao Wuji looked at Murong Fu who was still in pain, frowned slightly, and felt something was wrong.

"It's strange. He only cried out that it hurt, but why didn't anything happen?"

Murong Fu's eyes remained on Bao BuTong and others, and they finally arrived behind Shanhaiguan.

His painful expression changed instantly, and a red flame erupted from his body, instantly burning the crow's blood on his body surface:

"Haha, I'm so sorry!"

"It seems that these little tricks of yours are of no use to me."

"Are you... okay?" Zhao Wuji couldn't believe his eyes. His [Blood Crow Technique] was known to be difficult to deal with even in the [Chi Demon World].

"A mere [Original Realm] native can break my spell. It seems that I really underestimated you before."

Murong Fu said calmly: "Haha, if we go forward thousands of years, you people from the outside world will only be worthy of being dogs to us."

"Boy, you have such a loud tone!" Zhao Wuji's expression changed and he said angrily.

Before he finished speaking, an astonishing amount of demonic energy erupted from his body, rising into the sky, and the black mist enveloped his body with an astonishing force.

Murong Fu's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with overwhelming emotions. Just the pressure the other party put on him was enough to scare some weak people to death.

"Be careful, this guy's current strength has surpassed the peak of the Yuan Shen stage."

"In a head-to-head confrontation, you are definitely no match for him." Luo Tianxi reminded.

"I know, find a way to leave here later." Murong Fu also felt the deep pressure and whispered back.

Zhao Wuji said proudly: "Aboriginal, have you never felt such a domineering power?"

"Do you have the urge to kneel on the ground and kowtow to me?"

"Forget it, I can show mercy and let you commit suicide!"

Murong Fu was speechless. What is the psychology of a person who feels good about himself?

"Let me commit suicide?"

"Did you drink too much fake wine?"

Zhao Wuji bit his finger and said coldly, "I knew you wouldn't die obediently!"

"Kabo~"

The blood followed the demonic energy and flew into the air in an anti-gravity manner.

"[Great Blood Crow]!"

Following his roar, blood mixed with demonic energy continued to change in the sky.

Not long after, it turned into a three-foot-sized blood crow.

He let out a strange scream at Murong Fu.

Raise your right hand like a bird's claw.

A black bolt of light shot out from the fingertips.

He blasted towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly ducked to the right.

With a slightly cold face, he shouted violently: "Die!"

As soon as the words came out, the spiritual light flashed on the [Tianji Rod], with a layer of purple flame attached, and it hit the Blood Crow hard.

Fighting with heaven is endless fun, fighting with earth is endless fun.

Fighting is a lot of fun!

"Touch~"

The stick fell firmly on Blood Crow.

But it was like hitting a big mountain, and there was a muffled sound, but it had no effect at all.

Murong Fu was startled and immediately stepped back.

Showing an incredible look.

"Jie Jie, it's useless!" Zhao Wuji laughed: "In the face of absolute strength, these little tricks of yours are useless."

Murong Fu frowned, not knowing how to start.

Luo Tianxi reminded: "This person is protected by the dragon veins of the [Qing Kingdom]."

"If you want to defeat him, you must hit him with one hit."

"Testing has no effect, you must go all out!"

Murong Fu nodded when he heard this, regardless of whether he was high or low.

It is simply impossible to escape unscathed.

He didn't care about anything else, he just used magic to control demons.

Inspire the Nascent Soul and absorb the surrounding demonic energy.

Shout loudly.

A purple true dragon gradually appeared behind him.

But, it's different from before.

Today's real dragon is darker than before.

The next moment, a pair of ferocious armor was also put on his body.

Murong Fu's eyes glowed with a brilliant light, and he jumped up and landed directly on the real dragon.

The momentum throughout his body surged, as if a god of war had come to the world.

"[Demon Armor]?"

Zhao Wuji saw that Murong Fu's momentum was extraordinary.

Coupled with the armor, it seems to have a frightening feeling.

"Why does this kid have so many tricks?"

Murong Fu sarcastically said: "You have good knowledge."

"You even know my secret technique?"

"Hmph, no matter where you got the secret technique from, you will die today!" Zhao Wuji thought in his mind.

Blood Crow opened his mouth and spat out a drop of blood, exuding a fishy stench, and struck Murong Fu with great force.

"burn!"

Murong Fu shouted loudly, and the purple-black true dragon opened its mouth and spit out a mouthful of hot dragon breath.

The crimson flames, mixed with the power of Wushen, sprayed on the blood beads.

The two forces collided in mid-air, like bulls fighting each other.

Push each other around!

"Gah!"

Blood Crow roared loudly and spit out a mouthful of blood, turning into a majestic blood mist.

Get into the blood elixir.

Murong Fu pinched the magic seal with his hand and used the method of "Nine Yang Manual" to control the demonic energy.

This caused the true dragon's breath fire to undergo a qualitative change.

The pillar of fire surged tightly around the blood core, preventing it from taking an inch. @：.

"Hmph, if you don't shed tears until you see the coffin, no matter how strong you are, you can't be my opponent." Zhao Wuji's face was cold, with a strange smile.

His body suddenly changed and he stretched out his right hand.

A strange fluctuation suddenly occurred between heaven and earth.

In an instant, he rushed towards Murong Fu.

His hands transformed into sharp claws, grabbing Murong Fu's neck fiercely.

The speed was so fast that even the void was scraped with countless traces.

Murong Fu had a look of horror on his face.

Is this Zhao Wuji's strength? It is obviously beyond his level.

Especially his mastery of the Demon Qi Tian was far beyond his knowledge.

Just as he was stunned, a hand as red as blood stretched out from the void beside him and grabbed him.

Fortunately, he had to be prepared and lock his consciousness firmly on Zhao Wuji.

He raised his hand and hit the bloody claw with a stick.

"Touch~"

Zhao Wuji missed a hit, but instead of being annoyed, his eyes widened.

It fiercely sent out several claws.

In an instant, the sky was filled with red scratches, clinging to Murong Fu.

"Jie Jie, you warriors are just as annoying as physical practitioners!"