Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

"Hehe, our purpose here is very simple, just for the remains of Cang Qin, the "Devil". "

Zhu Yuyan didn't hide it, she said it generously.

"'Tianmo' Cang Qin? "Murong Fu was astonished, Cang Qin had indeed heard of it.

But why are the remains in Shaolin?

Why did the demons take it away again?

Is it possible that there is something in it that even he does not know?

Just when Murong Fu was puzzled, Yuan Zhen made a move.

He pretended to stand in front of Shi Zhixuan's palm, and waited until Kongjian priest came to rescue him.

Dodge suddenly.

"What?" Kong Jian was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Yuan Zhen turned around.

With a strange smile, he punched the monk Kongjian's lower abdomen.

On one side of his body, he skillfully rubbed Shi Zhixuan's body, and let his [Seal of Life and Death] hit the monk Kongjian's chest.

"puff!"

A generation of gods and monks saw the sky, was beaten and vomited blood and flew into the palace of the King of Medicine.

Smash the statue of the Medicine Master in it.

In an instant, the dust was flying, and the tiles collapsed.

Half of the Buddhist temple is in ruins.

Kong Jian's face turned black and white, and his body withered very quickly in front of everyone.

Vitality is wiped out, and immortals cannot be saved.

"Yuan... Yuanzhen, you are... a traitor."

Yuan Zhenkou Taoist Buddha name, standing with one palm in front of him, with a graceful and elegant demeanor, smiled and said:

"Master, my disciple has never truly converted, how could he betray?"

"You..." Kongjian Divine Monk's eyes were dim, with a bit of sadness.

After all, he still made a mistake.

"Master, I don't want to kill you either, but, your character is too stubborn, it's not good."

Seeing the gods and monks being speechless, Yuanzhen couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Kongjian Divine Monk shook his head and sighed: "You have moved your mind, I'm afraid there is no turning back."

Yuanzhen opened his mouth and said, "Master, don't worry, we only want to get the remains of the "Heavenly Demon", as long as the Shaolin Temple obediently hands them over. "

"I promise, Momen and Yuan Kingdom warriors, turn around and leave."

Seeing the monk in the sky, he wanted to persuade him a few more words, but his heart ached.

He vomited blood uncontrollably from his mouth, and then his neck twisted and he died in front of everyone.

"What! Kong Jian Divine Monk is dead!"

"The devil's thief is so cruel!"

"It's over, it's over! The Shaolin Temple is over this time!"

…

Murong Fu's face was ugly, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

The monk Kongjian is not related to him, and he has never even met.

dead, also dead.

It can be seen that Momen and Yuanren are killing people unscrupulously in front of their eyes.

He was extremely upset.

This kind of unhappiness is engraved in the bones, it is the unhappiness engraved in the depths of the soul.

"pass!"

"It's really over!"

When Zhu Yuyan heard the words, she let out a delicate laughter that was as crisp as a silver bell:

"It's just killing someone, what else is there to do?"

"His Royal Highness King Yan massacred tens of thousands of horses in Dongying, and I haven't seen you say it before."

There was anger in Murong Fu's eyes:

"I live in China, people don't offend me, I don't offend anyone."

"Dongying offal invaded the Middle Earth, this king is for the country, the people and himself, and it is in line with the will of heaven to kill him."

"And you, for fear that the world will not be in chaos, are you also worthy of being compared with this king?"

Zhu Yuyan pretended to be surprised: "Well, there are so many of us here, just want to experience King Yan's brilliant tricks."

Murong Fu's face was cold, and he glanced at Shi Zhixuan, the "Evil King", Yuan Zhen or Cheng Kun, the "Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand".

With a flick of his robe, he said domineeringly:

"Ping Er and a few others, I am not afraid of Murong Fu."

Cheng Kun looked proud, and did not feel any sadness at all because of Kongjian's death.

"Hey, it turns out that you are Murong Fu. Your strength has already reached the realm of a great master at a young age."

"However, the old monk advises you, it is best not to meddle in your own business."

"Otherwise, I don't know how he died."

Before he finished speaking, a roar came from a distance.

"Cheng Kun, you really are hiding in the Shaolin Temple."

The whistle faded.

A young boy in white clothes fell from the sky and appeared in front of everyone.

Murong Fu looked up and down at the person who came, and was curious about the identity of the other person.

Cheng Kun said with a smile: "Haha, Master Zhang, it's been a long time since I haven't seen you, why are you so angry?"

It was only then that Murong Fu suddenly realized that this person was the [Ming Sect] sect advocate Wuji.

No wonder he was so angry when he saw Cheng Kun.

Looks like there's a good show here.

"Cheng Kun, you killed my foster father's family. I promised him the old man."

"It is necessary to take revenge on the enemy for the sake of killing the enemy." Zhang Wuji had anger in his eyes and was ready to strike at any time.

"Wait, Master Zhang, don't forget, we have an agreement first."

"There should be no infighting in this siege of Shaolin."

When Shi Zhixuan saw that Zhang Wuji was going to take action against Cheng Kun, he reminded him.

Zhang Wuji's face became ugly, and he was silent for a long time.

Just when Murong Fu thought he would break the agreement for the "Golden Lion King" Xie Xun.

Zhang Wuji actually agreed:

"Okay, this time I'll let Cheng Kun go first."

"See you next time, you must kill him."

Murong Fu felt bad in his heart and frowned.

Obviously this Wuji is different from his own perception.

There is no honesty in the original.

Instead, let him have an illusion.

This person is more inclined to the one in the movie version.

Ambitious, trying to unify the rivers and lakes in one fell swoop.

"Here, His Royal Highness King Yan, do you think now that with your strength alone, you can still defeat a few of us?" Zhu Yuyan laughed softly.

Murong Fu's expression was flat, he was afraid of everything else, except that he was not afraid of fighting in groups.

Don't say, one more Zhang Wuji.

Even if he calls his father Zhang Cuishan and his mother Yin Susu together, he is not afraid.

Just don't wait to speak.

I heard Shi Zhixuan urged:

"Yuyan, don't want to grow branches outside the festival, first take the remains of the "Devil". "

After he finished speaking, his body lightly swept towards the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple.

Zhu Yuyan turned her face sideways, smiled charmingly at Murong Fu, and said:

"This palace will not play with King Yan, see you next time."

The female devil's words are extremely soft, and the taste is fascinating.

But it's not her disciple, who can compare.

The same dodge disappeared and left.

The same is true for Zhang Wuji and Cheng Kun.

However, before the Great Sect Master left, he took a deep look at Murong Fu.

He acted like he couldn't help himself, as if someone forced him to be a bad guy.

"Lord Murong, what should we do now?"

The other decent heads, seeing everyone from the Demon Sect leaving, approached Murong Fu to ask questions.

Murong Fu said solemnly:

"If Shaolin is destroyed, it will be like a natural disaster for Zhengdao."

"Everyone, I don't need to say more nonsense, the king will live and die."

"Kill it!"

When all the heads heard the words, they all showed the pride of life and death, and they would do it if they refused to accept it.

He shouted and rushed out of the temple, fighting desperately with the Demon Gate.

At this time, Ding Chunqiu ran out again. Seeing that Murong Fu was not leaving, he curiously said:

"You won't give up, you still want to go to the back mountain to join in the fun."

Murong Fu was dissatisfied: "This king is a dignified martial arts leader, how can he see the Demon Sect so arrogant."

"At the very least, you need to know what the remains of the "Devil" do,"