Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained a copy of any exercise experience."

Murong Fu was speechless, the system was still in the mood to issue rewards at this time.

At this moment, he didn't have to look back, he could feel a killing intent following him like a thorn in the back.

However, he has learned tens of thousands of martial arts and martial arts, but he seldom dabbles in light power.

"I would have known better to grab Duan Yu's Lingbo Weibu."

It seems that if you want to survive, you have to run towards the Wudang faction.

Fortunately, King Jinlun was carrying a car behind his back, and the speed was not very fast.

Tired and exhausted, this old man.

While Murong Fu complained, he did not forget to pour his True Qi into his feet.

The speed rises and rises again and again.

A few tenths of a second for 100 meters and a few minutes for a hurdle are all clouds.

At this moment, he is the fastest man in the world.

The Flash will cry in the toilet when he sees it.

Falun Dafa King Jinlun smiled coldly, and he couldn't help speeding up, and followed Murong Fu unhurriedly.

Like a wolf killing its prey, let him experience despair first.

I even thought with disdain, how much internal strength can a first-class master have?

ten years?

Twenty years?

Even a person with excellent qualifications cannot have more than 30 years of internal strength.

Run for an hour at most and be exhausted.

One quarter of an hour...

Two quarters of an hour...

half an hour...

an hour...

until three hours later.

Falun Dafa King Jinlun found that he was wrong, and it was very wrong.

He underestimated Murong Fu's endurance, and even more underestimated Murong Fu's internal strength.

Three hours later, Murong Fu was still alive and kicking like no one else, running wildly.

There are mountains to the mountains, and there are waters to cross the waters.

Leave him behind.

"Damn, how can the old man run like this? He has more patience than me!" Murong Fu finally felt that his inner strength had bottomed out.

"Patriarch Murong, please stay, and if you run further, you will still not be able to escape from Lao Na's palm." Falun Dafa King Jinlun hangs behind him, not showing any signs of weakness.

Murong Fu said unhappily, "Young Master is not a fool, so he won't stop at the same place and wait for you to kill him."

"Lao Na has practiced the Dragon-Elephant Prajna since he was a child, and now he has reached the eleventh floor. His qi and blood are five times that of ordinary people. If you run further, you will die of exhaustion, and I will rest for three days at most." King Jinlun's voice was like a rainbow, The quaking void trembled.

eleventh floor?

In the original book, this old monk has only reached the tenth level.

Moreover, it was still when Yang Guo was in his thirties.

How did you get here, not only did you reach the eleventh floor, but also more than 20 years earlier.

Are you going to have an invincible rhythm?

Murong Fu couldn't see Dharma King Jinlun being so arrogant and sarcastic,

"Idiot, if you cross this mountain, you will be Wudang Mountain. Not to mention that you cultivate to the eleventh floor, it is the fifteenth floor. Zhang Zhenren also beat you like his son."

If he is right, this place is already considered to be the realm of the Wudang faction, and King Jinlun won't be arrogant for long.

"Ok?"

King Jinlun was stunned for a moment. He didn't know the map of Song Kingdom, and he just wanted to tease Murong Fu.

I never thought that I was taken to Wudang Mountain by the other party unknowingly.

The old face immediately turned red.

Zhang Sanfeng, who is the martial arts ancestor who understands the world and can shatter the void in one step.

Isn't it a matter of minutes to beat him a little grandmaster?

He was so anxious that he would no longer play the cat-and-mouse game with Murong Fu.

With a squeeze of the palm, a wave of air poured in.

Before Murong Fu could react, all the surrounding trees were cut off and smashed towards his head.

"stupid!"

Murong Fu scolded lightly, his true qi revolved around him, and he moved around!

With the help of force, the oncoming tree was diverted and smashed towards the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Falun Dafa King Jinlun had long thought that Murong Fu would have this move, and without any scruples, pulled out the golden wheel behind him.

Rampage, smashing everything in front of him.

The speed is astounding!

Murong Fu cursed the beast and turned around and wanted to run, but the Golden Wheel Falun Gong had already bullied him in front of him, and the five-color golden wheel in his hand fell mercilessly.

"Damn!"

Murong Fu didn't dare to hesitate, he drew the blood saber from his back and fought with King Jinlun.

King Jinlun Fa was so powerful that Murong Fu's hands felt numb every time he attacked, and the tiger's mouth was aching.

"Your swordsmanship is mediocre, and you don't have half of the combat power of the blood sword ancestor." King Jinlun laughed.

Murong Fu frowned, his blood saber was nothing but a decoration, it might be better to find an iron rod.

But the other party has a five-color golden wheel in his hand, and if he picks it up with his bare hands, he is afraid that it will not work.

Helpless, can only fight and hide.

I hope someone from the Wudang faction will pass by and call for Zhang Zhenren.

"Boy, the old man will ask you again if you would like to take me as your teacher?" King Jinlun slowed down 30% of his strength and asked.

Murong Fu got a chance to breathe, and snorted coldly: "You bald donkey is despicable, how can I be your disciple?"

"Okay, very good, if you don't agree, just die!" Falun Dafa King Jinlun slammed into Murong Fu's chest with one blow.

Murong Fu was unavoidable, holding the knife in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

…

After several hits, Murong Fu's whole body was almost smashed into powder. He lowered his head and found that he had been forced to the edge of the cliff.

I couldn't help but criticize in my heart: "Fogcao~ Xiaoye has just traveled for less than two years, so he won't die like this."

It stands to reason that the reborn should have the aura of the protagonist, and at this time, there should be seniors who come to help.

Eyeballs rolled, yes, that's right!

I am the protagonist, and there must be seniors who are watching my every move around.

who can that be?

The Eight Achievements of Wudang Realm is Zhang Zhenren.

Seeing Murong Fu's abnormal expression, King Jinlun thought he was being fooled by himself, so he recited the Buddha's name and said, "Does Murong Master still have any last words?"

"Last Word?"

Murong Fu showed his disdain: "The mere Tartars also want to destroy my Song Kingdom. It's just wishful thinking. If I don't die today, he will lead the iron cavalry to destroy your Yuan Kingdom!"

King Jinlun's old face sank. He didn't expect Murong Fu to be so arrogant at such a young age, and he dared to brag about Haikou at this time.

"Very good, since that's the case, then Lao Na will give you a good time." King Jinlun jumped, the five-color golden wheel was full of energy, and went straight to the door of Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was overjoyed, the more angry King Jinlun became, the happier Zhang Zhenren, who was hiding on the side, would be.

Looking at the five-color golden wheel that was getting closer, his eyes were full of Qi Yi's light.

two feet...

One zhang…

half a zhang…

one-third of a meter...

No, no, why Zhang Zhenren hasn't shot yet.

Murong Fu felt the danger approaching, and subconsciously raised the blood knife in his hand to resist.

Another "bang" sound.

He was slammed into the cliff by a huge force.

He shouted unwillingly, "Zhang Sanfeng, I hate you!"

Falun Dafa King Jinlun looked inexplicable, what does killing him have to do with Zhang Sanfeng?

Is it?

It was Zhang Sanfeng who made an appointment with Murong Fu to coax him here, but the former didn't come?

"It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. The old man has to leave quickly. It is a pity that such a good seedling cannot be accepted as a disciple." King Jinlun said, and immediately turned around and left.

Not half a minute to remember.