Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Die, you bitch!" Murong Fu shouted, using his [Innate Sword Qi] with his fingertips, he pointed at Fang Han's eyebrows.

"No... don't!" Fang Han felt death approaching and said in panic: "No, don't kill me!"

Murong Fu was determined to kill without any hesitation.

"Shua" clicked on Fang Han's eyebrows.

The latter didn't feel anything and was confused.

A ray of sword light burst out from his face.

He subconsciously wanted to cover his face, but as soon as he put his hand on it.

Another sword light burst out from his body like a beam of light.

Next, beams of light appeared one after another.

Fang Han's whole body looked like a hedgehog, revealing numerous sword gleams.

He looked at Murong Fu in surprise and confusion, and asked mechanically: "My body..."

In addition to their combat power and coercion, the monks in the transformation stage are far more powerful than the monks in the Yuanshen stage.

The most important point is that their body repair ability is also above the Yuan Shen stage.

Fang Han was surprised because Murong Fu's sword energy destroyed his body's repair ability.

He lost his life without any chance to react.

"Thump~" Fang Han fell heavily to the ground. .

The [Taiyi Light Sword] above his head instantly lost its light.

Like a piece of broken copper and iron, it fell to the ground.

Murong Fu's eyes lit up, he dragged his seriously injured body, bent his fingers, and sucked the sword into his hand, with a hint of hatred in the corner of his mouth:

"Qin Wu, I, Murong Fu, will repay you today's revenge twice as much!"

"Roar!" On another battlefield, [Mo Yan Jiao] and Zijin True Dragon were also fighting desperately.

However, without the blessing of Fang Han's soul, [Mo Yan Jiao] became weaker and weaker.

After all, he couldn't stop the real dragon's tyrannical fighting power and was swallowed into his belly.

"You win?" Lu Yao was overjoyed. She took Fang Qian's arm, jumped up and shouted happily: "Sister Qian, Fu Lang wins."

Fang Qian was also extremely happy, crying with joy, nodded and said:

"Yes, yes, Fu Lang is fine, he survived!"

Uncle Zhuo looked at it, almost half of his body was blown away, Murong Fu said in horror:

"This kid is ruthless enough to think of such an idea of ​​destruction."

"Grandpa, please let me out quickly!"

Uncle Zhuo said "Oh" and gave his disciple a look.

The next moment, the competition stage returned to its original appearance.

Murong Fu looked around and saw some familiar faces.

He felt his eyes go dark, and he fell to the ground with a "pop".

"Fu Lang! Fu Lang!" Lu Yao and Fang Qian immediately stepped forward and hugged Murong Fu.

"This kid is seriously injured. You'd better hurry up and take him to the guest room to rest."

Uncle Zhuo shook his head, showing a trace of regret:

"I'm afraid he won't be able to participate in this sect's recruitment competition."

"What?" Lu Yao said, "Then we came here in vain?"

"Haha, I can't say whether it was in vain or not." Master Zhuo curled his lips and said.

Fang Qian said: "Let's not talk about it for now. Let's take Fu Lang down for treatment first."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Lu Yao said anxiously: "I have summoned my mother, she will be here in a moment."

"Great, let's take Fu Lang away first." Fang Qian said.

Zhuge Qingyun on the side said: "Come on, let me help you."

"Huh!" Lu Yao said angrily, "It's all your fault."

As he spoke, he threw a silk scarf out of his arms and changed it in the wind.

It wrapped around Murong Fu's body and lifted him into the air.

Later, the two of them added Zhuge Qingyun.

Follow the disciples of [Canglan Sword Sect] and go to the guest room.

Uncle Zhuo, on the other hand, was bored. He took a sip of old wine and said, "Okay, stop looking at it, let's all disperse!"

The people eating the melon suddenly became bored and dispersed one after another.

After a while, two extremely beautiful women in palace attire came with swords.

I happened to see Uncle Zhuo leaning on the stairs of the competition platform and said respectfully:

"Yu Tianshu and Yu Tianjiao have met Uncle Zhuo."

Uncle Zhuo looked up at the two of them, burped and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Tianshu said: "Back to Master, I just received a message from my daughter."

"It said that her companions were fighting a life-and-death duel. I don't know, but you saw it."

"Huh?" Uncle Zhuo had already guessed the purpose of the two coming here and replied: "Is your girl's name Lu Yao?"

"Huh?" Yu Tianshu said happily: "Yao'er is my disciple's daughter."

"Oh, that little girl is somewhat similar to you." Uncle Zhuo joked, pointing to the guest room and said: "They went to the guest room."

"Guest room?" Yu Tianshu asked doubtfully, "But what happened?"

Uncle Zhuo said: "Your daughter's little lover, fought a life-and-death duel and narrowly won. He is recovering from his injuries now."

"Hmph, you are causing trouble when you first come to [Jiejian City]," the woman next to Yu Tianshu said disdainfully.

Uncle Zhuo glanced at the woman who spoke and said, "Haha, if I remember correctly, your name is Yu Tianjiao, and you are quite powerful."

"Now we have reached the middle stage of becoming a god."

Yu Tian was proud and said, "I didn't expect Master Zhuo to still remember me."

"If you go back to retreat today, you will be in the late stage of spiritual transformation next time you come out."

Uncle Zhuo nodded: "In this way, maybe we can win over a master and become a direct disciple."

Yu Tianjiao said: "Reply, Master Zhuo's words."

Uncle Zhuo smiled "haha" and said: "The disciple has already joined the master of [Yunyu Peak] in advance."

"Oh, I didn't expect that that guy is not slow to strike."

After saying that, he waved his hand and said: "You go ahead, I'm going to drink."

"Uncle Master, Tianshu and Tianjiao say goodbye!" Yu Tianshu and Yu Tianjiao walked away.

Run to the guest room area to look for Lu Yao.

There was some blood connection, and the mother and daughter quickly sensed each other.

"Mom!" As soon as Lu Yao saw Yu Tianshu, she immediately rushed forward and hugged her tightly.

Yu Tianshu happily stroked the little girl's head and said, "Good daughter, mother finally sees you."

"Hmm, we haven't seen each other for almost three years. I have forgotten my mother's fragrance." Lu Yao said coquettishly.

"Ahem!" Yu Tianjiao looked at the mother and daughter and deliberately coughed twice: "Little girl, didn't you see that my sister-in-law is here?"

When Lu Yao saw Yu Tianjiao, she immediately shrank her head and stuck out her tongue like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Sister-in-law, why are you here too?"

Yutian said proudly: "Why don't you welcome me when I come?"

Lu Yao quickly shook her head and said, "No, no, Yao'er also misses my sister-in-law very much."

"Hmph, I hope you really mean it!" Yu Tianjiao raised his eyes and saw Murong Fu, who was unconscious on the bed, said: "That half-dead boy is your lover?"

Hearing this, Lu Yao nodded shyly and said, "Yes, she is the Fu Lang mentioned in my letter to my mother."

Yu Tianjiao said disdainfully: "I'm afraid this kid's IQ is not high, otherwise he wouldn't be lying here.". "