Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Obai frowned, and the demonic aura all over his body became even more intense: "You are so arrogant! You alone want to take my life?"

"Then try it!" Murong Fu's eyes changed and his hands turned into fists.

In just an instant, he arrived in front of Obai, before he could react.

Those fists, mixed with the power of destroying heaven and earth, hit his temples from the left and right sides.

"Bang!" There was a heavy sound, vaguely mixed with the sound of a skull breaking.

Immediately, Murong Fu's feet were flexible and he stepped back. There was not even a trace of blood on his body.

Everyone behind him was slightly startled, and they all shouted: "My lord is mighty!"

I saw that the originally arrogant Obai now had a bloody face, his brain mixed with blood gushing out.

All the demonic energy on his body dissipated, and his eyes protruded desperately and fell on his cheeks.

"Okay! Well done!"

"Anyone who offends our Kyushu will die!"

"Brothers, fight back the enemy with me!"

The morale of the Beiliang Iron Cavalry increased instantly. They picked up their swords one by one and started fighting with the demon soldiers.

The moment Oboi fell to the ground, those demonic soldiers felt the urge to retreat, and their fighting spirit was not as good as before.

In addition, with Murong Fu in charge, no one else dared to take a step forward.

Soon, Mulima roared in embarrassment, turned around and fled the battlefield.

There were only tens of thousands of demon soldiers left, and they were all strangled to death by the horses of Beiliang Iron Cavalry.

This battle was fought in darkness and blood flowed like rivers.

Even though they won in the end, they still suffered heavy losses and corpses littered the fields.

Murong Fu felt a little emotional in his heart. He had mixed feelings for a moment, and exclaimed: "Leave a team of people to clean the battlefield, and the rest will go back to heal their wounds."

"Yes!" Everyone agreed.

Huo Gong Tutuo was the most seriously injured and was helped back unconscious.

The military doctor checked his injuries, slowly shook his head, turned and left.

Zhao Min and others were shocked and rushed forward to check, with tears in their eyes.

"Fu Lang, Master...has lost his breath!"

Murong Fu looked at Huo Gong Toutuo who was covered in scars, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his heart was full of anger. He just felt that he had given Oboi too much.

He took half a step forward, investigated, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, there is no way to save him."

After saying that, he took out a mahogany box that he had just obtained from [Yin Yang Sect] and handed it to Zhao Min: "This is [Jade Tree Qiongzhi], which is an elixir for treating internal injuries. You can take it and boil it first."

The latter nodded silently, turned and left.

"You guys, help Master up." Murong Fu immediately ordered.

Then, he gathered the spiritual power of his body into his palms and slowly pushed it into Huo Gong Tutuo's body.

Evolve the demonic energy in his body and treat his horrific wounds.

After a while, he slowly retracted his hands and breathed out lightly: "That's it."

"Just feed him the elixir you just cooked."

Zhao Min nodded, drank a bowl of steaming medicine, and looked at Huo Gong Tutuo nervously.

"It's moving! Master's hand is moving!" Her eyes suddenly lit up and she pointed at the bed and shouted.

Everyone else also came to their senses and swarmed forward.

"Wake up! He really woke up!"

"The prince is indeed a prince. He can bring the dead back to life with just one move."

"so good……"

At this moment, Huo Gong Tutuo only felt that his whole body was full of internal energy. Except for a few external injuries and some dull pain, there was no other discomfort.

He turned his head and looked, his tone a little hoarse: "You're back."

"Master, have a good rest and leave the rest to me." Murong Fu held his hand tightly and nodded firmly.

At this moment, Zhui Ming exclaimed: "Lengxue, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone else heard the sound and looked around, only to see Lengxue rolling on the ground, his whole body shrouded in black evil energy.

His face was painful, and his limbs began to turn black, slowly spreading to his heart.

"What's going on?" Murong Fu frowned and asked in a deep voice.

A flash of fear flashed in Bao BuTong's eyes: "Back to your lord, we were all injured by Obai's demonic energy just now. I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish his words, Bao BuTong spit out a mouthful of black blood and fell heavily to the ground.

Soon, several people around him also reacted one by one, and thick black smoke poured out of their bodies.

Murong Fu's expression changed and he secretly said, "Not good!"

He shouted low, and the spiritual energy in his body was turned up by him, and he lifted the seven injured people from the ground.

I saw streaks of golden light flying out from his palms, spinning several times in the air, and finally penetrated into the eyebrows of the seven people.

In an instant, the demonic energy released from their bodies became more and more intense, until the entire hall was filled.

Half an hour later, the seven people felt that their bodies were more transparent than ever before, as if all the meridians in their bodies had been opened.

A look of shock flashed across Deng Baichuan's face, and then he said with great joy: "The evil spirit has dissipated!"

"Yes, I just feel that all my internal strength has been restored, even better than before."

"That's right!"

Everyone looked at Murong Fu and shouted in unison: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"The demonic energy in your body has dissipated. Go back and heal yourself." Murong Fu waved towards them with a tired look on his face.

It was night, Zhao Min wore a thin white gauze and slowly stepped into the room.

The whole person is delicate and charming, with a unique charm, and she approaches step by step with bare feet.

"Zhao Min, you..." Murong Fuzheng was about to turn around and speak, but was suddenly hit by something soft.

His body froze and he stood there in a daze, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "No!"

"What's wrong? We're already an old couple." Apparently unwilling to give up, Zhao Min raised his head and pressed forward again.

It was too late, but it was too soon. Murong Fu stepped back with an arrow, and the beauty in front of him was thrown into the air.

There was a bit of coquettishness in his eyes, and he said complainingly: "Is it possible that you dislike me because I'm old and yellow?"

"No, it's just that I am powerless for my husband!" Murong Fu smiled bitterly and told her about the clone.

The latter nodded with some disappointment: "Oh, that's it."

"By the way, how was the situation in the original world during my absence?"

Zhao Min sat down with a look of worry on his face: "Nowadays, wars are raging. The Yuan Kingdom and the Qing Kingdom are united and want to dominate the world."

"The Qing Kingdom is attacking Goryeo, and the Yuan Kingdom is at war with the Ming Kingdom. It can be said that the whole world is in chaos."

"Although the Song Dynasty is unwilling to stay out of the matter, its strength is weak and divided into north and south, so it cannot support it at all."

"I think the Ming Kingdom won't be able to support it for long. I'm afraid it will be conquered by the Yuan Kingdom soon!"