Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

Jiu Mozhi was slightly surprised, and clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I never thought that Young Master Murong would know the little monk."

"Haha, the national teacher's name is like thunder, how could I have never heard of it." Murong Fu said indifferently.

"It's good to say that the little monk and Mr. Murong were close friends and had an agreement with him during his lifetime.

As long as I bring him the Six Meridians Excalibur Sword Manual, he will let me read a lot of books in Huanshishuige. ' Kumozhi said loudly.

"Nonsense, my master has been dead for a long time, when did I make an agreement with you?" Azhu's voice also sounded.

"Hmph, Young Master Murong, you can't let Ling Zun be a villain who doesn't keep his word, can you?" Jiu Mozhi ignored A Zhu and said to Murong Fu with a light smile.

Murong Fu asked calmly, "Excuse me, the national teacher, where is the sword manual you said?"

"Jianpu is here!" Jiu Mozhi picked up Duan Yu's neck and said disdainfully.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see where the sword score was." Murong Fu chuckled.

Azhu quickly reminded: "Master, he wants to sacrifice Young Master Duan alive."

Jiu Mozhi nodded and admitted: "That's right, Tianlongquan has burned the six-pulse sword's manual, and only this son of Duan knows about the six-pulse sword in the world."

Murong Fu smiled slightly, and the system's cheap voice sounded in his mind.

"Ding, then the problem is coming, please choose the host."

"One, sacrifice Duan Yu, kill the protagonist, you will be the brightest boy in this world. Reward, the full version of Beiming Divine Art."

"Second, if you speak out against it, you are the master of your rivers and lakes. Rewards, all internal forces are assimilated into small and non-phase merits."

I'll go, kill Duan Yu and have the full version of Beiming Divine Art?

In the future, wouldn't it be invincible in the world?

No, although Beiming Divine Art is powerful, it is extremely harsh to cultivate, and one needs to dissipate the gong before cultivation. Moreover, the person who absorbs inner strength cannot be stronger than himself.

If it wasn't for Duan Yu's protagonist halo, even if he died a hundred times, he wouldn't be able to practice successfully.

The most important thing is that if he sacrificed him alive in front of so many people, I am afraid that this will completely offend the Dali Duan Sect to death, and it will definitely affect his future plans to restore the country.

"Choose two!"

"The difference between these words is that Jianpu is Jianpu and people are people, and my Murong family has been kind and honest in all dynasties.

If I agree with you today to sacrifice Young Master Duan alive, won't I make Murong Fu shameless to the ancestors? "Murong Fu refused righteously,

At the same time, there was also the sound of the system reward.

"Ding, congratulations on the host's transformation of all internal power into small Wuxiang Gong."

As soon as Murong Fu said these words, all the players in the arena clapped their hands and praised him.

"well said!"

"Young Master Murong's words make me admire you."

"It's clear from right and wrong, so you can be a hero."

"..."

Everyone said a word and kept applauding, and even a few people almost forgot that they came to seek revenge for him.

Admiration appeared in the eyes of Wang Yuyan, Azhu, and Abi.

Only, Jiu Mozhi's face was ugly: "Young Master Murong, you keep saying that for the sake of the ancestors, don't you want your father?"

"Hmph, my father's life is open and upright, and he will not let you perform live sacrifices. The national teacher clearly has a grudge against his father and deliberately ruined his reputation." Murong Fu said dissatisfied.

Jiu Mozhi froze in place, suddenly not knowing what to say,

Dumbly stared at Murong Fu for a few breaths, and then said warmly: "Okay, very good, I think you just don't want to fulfill the promise between Mr. Murong and me, so don't blame the little monk for offending."

"Hehe, the national teacher please!" Murong Fu smiled slightly, but he wanted to see how strong Jiu Mozhi was now.

Jiu Mozhi's face flushed, his hands rubbed his arms, and everyone was still surprised.

His palms actually burst into flames, and then formed a large knife.

"Flaming knife!" Murong Fu blurted out, feeling a scorching heat in front of him.

"Hmph, as expected of the eldest son of the Murong family, you can know about my Tibetan martial arts skills." As he said, he kicked Duan Yu and killed Murong Fu.

"Cousin/Master, be careful!" Wang Yuyan and the others reminded loudly.

"It's just right!" Murong Fu's expression condensed, and he jumped two steps abruptly, fighting with Jiu Mozhi.

Jiu Mozhi's sword technique is bizarre and inseparable, and his mouth is still ridiculing.

Murong Fu didn't care either, his eyes kept staring, and Jiu Mozhi made a move.

After fighting for three rounds, he took three steps back abruptly.

Just when everyone was the same, Murong Fu was defeated.

I saw the hands rubbing against the sleeves, and then the palms also burst into flames.

"what?"

"how come?"

"After only three rounds, Master Murong learned the enemy's martial arts?"

"…"

Everyone was shocked when they saw Murong Fu using the flaming knife.

Jiu Mozhi also had a look of disbelief, and murmured: "Is this the way of the other, and the body of the other?"

Murong Fu smiled contemptuously, running Xiao Wuxiang Gong to separate the flaming knife into six real qi and kill it towards Kumozhi.

Jiu Mozhi was also a little confused at this time, and he hurriedly parried.

But he was slashed into the monk's robe by a knife, almost injuring his ribs, and he was so frightened that he hurried back a few steps.

"Young Master Murong has won!"

"As expected of the Murong Fu who is known as Nan Murong."

"This…"

Everyone present suddenly thought that they were here to seek revenge for Murong Fu.

The other party is so strong, how can they take revenge.

Seeing Jiu Mozhi retreat, Murong Fu didn't chase after him, and looked at the other person indifferently: "National teacher, is it alright?"

"Amitabha, the little monk did not expect that Murong Gongzi has already practiced the way of doing things to him to this level, and he admires it." Kumozhi said as he walked with his hands folded.

Murong Fu despised in his heart, but said on his mouth: "The national teacher is polite."

Jiu Mozhi nodded and came half a zhang in front of Murong Fu's body. Suddenly, his body suddenly moved forward with his hands full of infuriating energy and pushed him towards Murong Fu.

"Sneak attack!"

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

"…"

Everyone shouted, all worried about Murong Fu, no one expected that the dignified Tubo national teacher would attack.

"Haha, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Murong Fu smiled coldly, without moving his body at all, allowing Jiu Mozhi to slap his palms on his body.

"What's the matter?" When Jiu Mozhi was complacent, he felt that the moment he hit Murong Fu, his true qi seemed to have entered the sea of ​​stars.

"National teacher, pick me up for a move!" Murong Fu finally used his family stunt.

With an extremely ingenious method, he abruptly transferred all of Kumozhi's infuriating energy to his right hand, and then slapped it out.

"boom!"

Jiu Mozhi flew out and fell to the ground.

I felt a sweetness in my throat, and a stream of old blood spurted out, and said in a panicked look: "This is the real way of using the other, and giving it to the body."

"Haha, the national teacher laughed." Murong Fu replied lightly, took a step forward, and asked in front of the others.

"Everyone, is there anything else?"