Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Bian Twenty-one, Shen Daoren, and Ji Wufeng looked at the source of the sound at the same time and were all stunned.

I saw a handsome and handsome man standing in the air with a smile.

Except for Ji Wufeng who felt a little familiar, the other two people didn't know each other at all.

"Fulang!"

Another scream interrupted everyone's thoughts, and Su Ying was seen running towards the opponent excitedly.

The corners of Murong Fu's lips raised, and with a thought in his mind, he landed in front of Su Ying and held her in his arms.

In front of everyone, he kissed her hard until the latter was out of breath and slapped her hard.

"Old enemy, where have you gone? Make it easy for me to find you!"

Su Ying was originally from Jianghu and didn't care about others. In front of other people, she slapped Murong Fu on the chest with her small fists.

"Haha, I'm looking for you too!" Murong Fu hugged Su Ying's slim waist and smiled.

The two haven't seen each other for half a year, but it seems like half a century.

"Hmph, I heard about your story. It seems that there is a new woman. Her surname is Li, right?" Su Ying said angrily.

The lack of respect at all exposed Murong Fu's lovey-dovey nature.

"Ahem, let's discuss this later. Let's solve these two problems first." Murong Fu solemnly protected Su Ying behind him and looked at Shen Daoren and Ji Wufeng.

Their expressions changed, and they looked at Murong Fu with confusion. They looked at each other, both of them speechless and surprised.

Where did such a person come from?

Ji Wufeng slapped his forehead and said, "Ah, I remembered who he was."

Shen Daoren said: "Who?"...

Ji Wufeng said: "His name is Murong Fu. He is a genius. When I met him, he was still in the Yuanshen realm. I didn't expect that in just six months, he would enter the realm of transformation like us."

"I see." Shen Daoren looked at Murong Fu calmly: "It seems that this is your wife?"

"That's right!" Murong Fu joked: "You two can go now. We are reunited as husband and wife today. You don't want to break us up, do you?"

"It seems that Shen is going to be a villain today." Shen Daoren said solemnly.

"Interesting!" Murong Fu let go of Su Ying, his face suddenly changed, and his tone was full of murderous intent.

Back then, he was fighting life and death in [Jiejian City], all thanks to the two princes behind him.

It just so happens that if one is disabled today, it will be counted as interest.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu didn't hesitate to hold back. In an instant, he slashed out a sword beam and attacked the two of them.

"Bastard!" Shen Daoren and Ji Wufeng cursed and immediately took action to resist.

"Boom~"

The sword light was blocked, causing a burst of smoke.

Murong Fu sneered and said to Su Ying: "These two people have a grudge against my husband. You step aside first. After I kill them, we can talk about it again."

"Kill?" Bian Eryi looked very shocked when he heard Murong Fu's words. People in the same realm want to kill each other unless there is a huge gap in strength.

Otherwise, it's simply impossible to do.

But he could tell from Murong Fu's tone that he seemed to be used to this kind of thing.

What surprised him even more.

Not only did Su Ying not stop him, she actually took a few steps back in cooperation and even encouraged him: "Be careful not to get hurt."

How much trust do you have to trust the other party to do such a natural thing?

I couldn't help but test it out: "Ahem, kid, do you need my help?"

Murong Fu smiled calmly: "Old sir, I'd better just watch from the sidelines. If I get hurt later, I have to ask you to treat me."

"Ah?" Bian Eryi said awkwardly: "Okay, okay, okay, be careful."

Murong Fu raised the corner of his mouth, waved his hand and struck again with his sword.

The [Taiyi Light Splitting Sword] in his hand reflected a silver light, cutting the smoke into two halves in an instant.

"Seeking death!" Shen Daoren and Ji Wufeng blocked one sword and dodged another. They also knew how powerful Murong Fu was.

They stood up at the same time, each formed seals and used their looking skills.

"[Ten Thousand Characters Guiyuan Sword]!"

"[Daoyou Mahamudra]!"

When the two of them finished speaking, their spiritual power exploded, and black words like tadpoles rose up around Shen Daoren, heading towards the sky.

Then it turned into ten thousand ink swords and fell towards Murong Fu.

"Be careful!" Although Bian Eryi is not strong in combat, he is also familiar with the power of Shen Daoren and Ji Wufeng.

Knowing that the former is difficult and the latter is ruthless, I reminded you loudly.

Murong Fu said "hmm" and his eyes flashed sharply.

Now that he has not returned to his prime, it will be extremely dangerous if he wants to win against his opponent through fighting skills.

However, the sword cultivator is different. His advantage is that as long as he gets close, he has 10,000 possibilities to kill the opponent.

Seeing the ink sword falling like rain coming towards him.

The Eight Trigrams and Five Elements immediately appeared under his feet, transforming into countless figures and leaping towards the two of them at extremely fast speeds.

"What a powerful movement." Shen Daoren immediately focused his spiritual power on his eyes, swung his hands at a very fast speed, and controlled the sky-wide ink sword to attack Murong Fu.

Murong Fu's eyes were calm, no matter how Shen Daoren used the Mo sword, he would kill forward with ease.

Seeing Murong Fu's crazy behavior, Shen Daoren had a bad feeling in his heart and said anxiously: "Brother Ji, are you ready?"

Ji Wufeng smiled bitterly and said: "There are still a few breaths left, you must stop him. If I remember correctly, he is a sword cultivator!"

"What!" When Shen Daoren heard the word "Jianxiu", he felt even worse and shouted: "Come on!"

There was a loud shout.

The ink swords all over the sky merged into one, and gradually connected together, submerging Murong Fu in it, forming a huge black ball.

"Brother Ji, hurry up, I'm afraid my [Mo Wen Black Prison] can only seal him for a hundred breaths!"

Ji Wufeng shouted: "That's enough, as long as you give me thirty breaths, I can definitely seriously injure him!"

Both of them knew that before Emperor Qian died, they only had one chance to take action in the city.

If the opponent is not defeated, some old guys in the palace may intervene in the appointment and dismissal of the next Qiandi.

They just didn't wait for their minds to turn around.

The black ball in front of him flashed a white light, and the next moment, it split neatly into two halves, and Murong Fu rushed out like an extremely sharp sword.

"No! Brother Ji, take action quickly." Shen Daoren looked at Murong Fu who was already close to Chi Chi, and without caring about anything else, he desperately urged Ji Wufeng to take action quickly.

Ji Wufeng didn't care whether he was brewing to the extreme and clasped his hands to his chest.

Murong Fu, who was moving forward quickly, felt a majestic pressure from his left and right sides, as if it was going to crush him alive.

When I looked up, I was shocked.

I don't know when, two giant palms transformed by spiritual power appeared on the left and right, slapping at me like swatting mosquitoes.

Just a terrible thing.

The place where he was was generating extremely strong pressure, which slowed down his movement speed a bit.

"This kid is dead!" Shen Daoren felt relieved, feeling that he was making a fuss out of a molehill before, and said disdainfully:

"No sword cultivator can do more than that!"

"Really?" Murong Fu smiled coldly, and at the same time a dragon's roar erupted from his body, and in an instant, his whole body transformed into a dragon-head armor that shimmered with golden light.

The speed suddenly increased by three points.

Suddenly appeared in front of Ji Wufeng and swung his sword without hesitation.

After a "swish" sound, ten fingers flew down from the sky, and immediately, a heartbreaking cry sounded throughout [Furong Villa]:

"Ah~ my finger!"