Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

Jiang Biehe was afraid to die when he saw Murong Fu's murderous aura.

But I also believe that the other party dares to kill him in front of so many martial arts heroes.

However, what kind of person was Murong Fu.

Twenty-eight-year-old master master!

There is no psychological burden at all to kill a person who is connected with the Dongying Devils.

Jiang Biehe was oppressed by Murong Fu's aura, and he couldn't bear the slightest resistance, so he hurriedly cried out:

"Young Master Murong, spare your life!"

How could Murong Fu spare him, he was going to beat Jiang Biehe to death.

Suddenly.

Murong Fu was angry and alert, and a loud noise came from above his head.

A man wearing a brass mask slapped him from top to bottom.

Xiaoyuer knew this person and shouted worriedly: "Be careful!"

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly: "I want to save people, it's too late!"

"You dare!" The masked man snorted coldly, and his movement was almost three points faster.

Everyone's faces were solemn.

If Murong Fu killed Jiang Biehe, he would definitely be hit by the masked man.

If he resisted with his backhand, Jiang Biehe would inevitably run away.

Both endings, no matter how you look at it, are not good for Murong Fu.

Murong Fu felt that the masked man was getting closer.

Not only.

There was no panic at all, but instead the corners of the mouth drew an arc and shouted loudly!

"The stars are moving!"

"not good!"

The masked man knows his meaning. Forget about Murong's fame!

It was too late when he wanted to take back the true qi in his palm, and the true qi actually moved out along Murong Fu's body.

It slammed into Jiang Biehe's chest.

"Bang!"

Jiang Biehe flew out and fell unconscious.

The masked man glanced at Jiang Biehe lightly, and said to Murong Fu, "You, very good!"

Murong Fu took a step back calmly, knowingly asked, "Your Excellency, who is it?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you hurt my dog." The masked man said unhappily.

Everyone looked at Jiang Biehe with strange expressions. The other party was also a generation of heroes. How could he become someone else's dog?

Murong Fu said coldly, "If he dares to collude with Dongying devils, death is inevitable."

"Hmph, you'd better pray that he doesn't die, otherwise, I will make you regret coming to this world." After the masked man finished speaking, he took the Jiang family and his son away in a flash.

Zhang Jing asked curiously, "Big cousin, why did you let her take people away?"

"That person's martial arts are better than mine, and I can't beat her." Murong Fu could only feel the infuriating flow in his body, and he almost vomited blood.

What a Mr. Copper!

What an Inviting Moon Palace Master!

She actually broke the Murong Clan's star shift!

No, not broken!

His ancestor, Murong Longcheng, dominated the world back then and made a name for himself.

It's all about fighting the stars!

This shows that this practice method is powerful enough to suppress an era.

And he lost to Yaoyue, and was broken by the opponent.

After all, I can only blame myself for not being good at learning.

Zhang Jing pointed at the monk of the North Sea and asked, "What about this old monk?"

"killed!"

Murong Fu was too lazy to talk nonsense, Dongying Guizi didn't have a good person, and he wished he could get rid of them quickly.

The martial arts heroes present were frightened enough.

This is the North Sea God Monk!

There are few eminent monks who have attained Taoism in the rivers and lakes.

Murong Clan is indeed a ruthless character!

Murong Jiu stopped him and said, "Big cousin, killing a monk is ominous!"

"Hmph, there is nothing ominous about me, this old monk is not of my race, but a Japanese!" Murong Fu said disdainfully.

"what!"

This time, everyone was even more dumbfounded. The monk of the North Sea, who has always been known for his kindness, is a devil from the East?

"Haha, it's really a fallacy. The poor monk was born in Song country since he was a child. How can he be from Dongying?" The Beihai **** monk got up and laughed.

Murong Fu said indifferently: "My Murong family has a school that can read lip language. I can see clearly what you said to Jiang Biehe just now!"

"Hmph, you say there is? Do you think all the heroes in the world will believe it?" The North Sea God Monk said disdainfully.

Murong Fu said indifferently: "You ask, who would dare not believe what Murong Fu said, and who would not believe it?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they nodded unconsciously.

In terms of prestige, the Murong Clan is also extremely high in the arena.

In terms of popularity, Murong Fu dumped the Beihai God Monk Ba Tiao Street.

"Well, I'm sorry, **** monk, I still believe in Young Master Murong." The previous fat man was called Duan Hefei, showing a flattering look.

Zhang Jing, Gu Renyu and others also came out to stand in line: "We also believe in the big cousin. He said he saw it, and he must have seen it."

Other people in Jiangnan martial arts, more or less, had also had an encounter with Murong Fu, and they were impressed by his righteousness and wealth, and his decent style, and they also said:

"I'm willing to believe what Young Master Rong said!"

The North Sea God Monk's face suddenly turned black, and he couldn't help but secretly curse:

"A bunch of idiots!"

Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Old monk, do you surrender yourself or let me catch you?"

"Hmph, if you want to arrest me, you idiots are also worthy?" The North Sea God Monk cursed and wanted to run away.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu'er immediately shot to block it.

Gu Renyu, Zhang Jing, Murong Jiu and others also joined in.

The Beihai God Monk was defeated, and he was knocked down and **** in a short while.

"Young Master Murong, look, what should we do with this monk?" Duan Hefei laughed.

Murong Fu thought to himself, the old monks are not inferior, and they just used it to practice the Great Soul Searcher, and said, "Take care of him first, I will interrogate him tomorrow!"

"Follow your orders, Young Master Murong!" the crowd said.

Murong Fu returned to the room alone, his face turning pale.

Lang Xueci said in surprise, "Are you injured?"

Murong Fu shook his head: "No, it's just that the breath is not smooth."

Lang Xueci's eyes flashed, and she asked curiously, "Who did you fight just now?"

"Invite the moon!"

Murong Fu didn't hide anything and said bluntly.

Lang Xueci was startled: "The Palace Master of Yihua Palace invites the moon?"

"You know her?"

Murong Fu asked casually, it was normal for Lang Xueci to know Yaoyue.

After all, the other party is known as the strongest woman in the martial arts.

But Lang Xueci nodded and said, "When she went to Shenshui Palace, I met her a few times."

This time, Murong Fu was also taken aback: "Are you a disciple of Shenshui Palace?"

Lang Xueci nodded and said, "Well, my senior sister is Jellyfish Yinji!"

"This…"

Murong Fu was speechless for a while, and asked curiously:

"Jellyfish Yinji is powerful, or Yueyue is powerful?"

Lang Xueci pondered for a while, and said, "If I know it, Senior Sister is more powerful."

"Why?" Murong Fu asked.

Lang Xueci said, "I don't know it's just a feeling."

Murong Fu smiled and shook his head, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to repair the dark wounds in his body.

On the other side, in a dark cave.

Yaoyue, who was wearing a mask, threw Jiang Biehe and Jiang Yulang on the ground like trash, and said disdainfully:

"Two trash!"