Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Luo Tianxi's expression was still a little serious, and he frowned: "But if you want me to restore my physical body."

"The demonic energy that will be consumed..."

Murong Fu touched her slightly red cheek and said slowly: "Don't worry about this, I have my own way."

"The most important question now is how I can return to the original world."

"Now that the tunnel has been destroyed, we still need to find another way back."

In the swamp, Jian Twenty-san heard the conversation between two people, and a white light flashed in his dark eyes.

It kept tumbling, trying to struggle out, and made a "woo woo woo" sound from its mouth.

Luo Tianxi frowned and looked back with Murong Fu.

"It seems to have something to say."

Murong Fu slowly smiled and said softly: "Don't worry about it, let's continue."

After saying that, he would push the person to the ground again and give him a baptism like spring breeze and rain.

But at this moment, Jian Twenty-Three let out a shrill roar, and countless mist suddenly rose in the entire swamp.

It tried its best to gamble again.

It didn't want to end up like this, let alone die here in vain.

The next moment, Jian Twenty-san's voice was unclear and sharp and hoarse: "I...I know..."

"A tunnel...could..."

Its voice was choppy, making it impossible to hear what it was trying to express.

Luo Tianxi had some displeasure on his face and was about to fly up to it and give it a fatal blow.

But he was stopped by Murong Fu: "Don't act rashly yet, let's listen together to what it has to say?"

In the blink of an eye, following Murong Fu's thoughts, the swamp slowly stretched out a giant hand and lifted Sword Twenty-Three from it.

"Poof!" It fell heavily to the ground, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the whole person was in a miserable state.

Murong Fu held Luo Tianxi in his arms and walked towards it step by step, his face as calm as water: "Tell me, what do you know?"

Jian Twenty-san coughed for a long time, and then he raised his head in embarrassment, with an old face filled with anger from both humans and gods, and showed a smile that was even uglier than crying.

"You want to know about the tunnel?" It began to ask without answering.

Murong Fu and Luo Tianxi ignored it and just stared at it.

Jian Twenty-san was also a little frightened by the gazes of the two of them. In just a moment, he felt cold sweat all over his body and his limbs began to tremble unconsciously.

"If you let me go, I will tell you." It trembled with lips and began to negotiate terms with Murong Fu.

The latter smiled and said nothing, looked at it up and down with a pair of cold and ruthless eyes, and uttered a few words on his thin lips: "It's just you? Are you worthy of negotiating terms with me?"

After saying that, Murong Fu clapped his palm in the air and knocked the sword twenty-three dozens of meters away.

Then, he pulled it back hard and threw it heavily to the ground, and a silver needle flew out.

"Shua!" With a sound, the silver needle sank into Jian Twenty-san's heart, and black rays of light appeared.

Jian Twenty-san suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and it only took a moment for it to spread throughout his body: "You! What did you do to me?"

It was rolling on the ground in pain, roaring like a jackal, tiger, and leopard.

Luo Tianxi slowly smiled, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his bright eyes: "Why not, I will take care of it again."

I saw a bright blue flame slowly rising from her palm, jumping in a very strange posture.

With a thought in her mind, the flame flew straight towards Sword Twenty-Three on the ground, as if it had received some kind of summons.

The bright blue flame burned vigorously, illuminating the entire spiritual world with a clear blue sky, as if you were in the ocean, and contrasting with the spiritual grass next to it, it was like a beautiful and dreamy paradise.

The two of them were admiring the beautiful scenery, but in their ears they heard the cry of Jian Twenty-san, like a slaughtered pig, which was shrill and tragic.

At this moment, the poisonous silver needle in his body tortured him all the time.

In addition, although Luo Tianxi's [Blue Flame] does not hurt the body, it seems to burn its soul.

From the inside out, Jian Twenty-san felt inhuman torture, making him breathless in pain, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Finally, it couldn't bear the torture anymore and lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment like a dog, kowtowing in the direction of Murong Fu.

"Help...save me..."

"I, I don't want to die yet."

"I said, I'll tell you everything!"

As soon as it finished speaking, it felt that the silver needles in its body disappeared, and the burning flame was extinguished.

Jian Twenty-san was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, and the ground beneath his body was slightly moist.

Murong Fu looked at its appearance and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "I said, you are calling each other an inferior person."

"Now, I surrender and bow to the inferior people you call me."

"I don't know, what do you, the noble Void Spirit Clan, think about now?"

Jian Twenty-Three was covered in dirt, with loose hair covering half of his face, and his scarlet eyes were full of murderous intent.

But when it raised its head again, the murderous aura disappeared instantly, and was replaced by fear and awe.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have messed with you without my foresight, and I shouldn't have been delusional. Everything is my fault."

"I'm willing to sacrifice my merits as long as you spare my life."

"From today on, I, Sword Twenty-Three, will be at your disposal forever and ever, without any complaints!"

Every word in Sword Twenty-Three speaks impassionedly and expresses its loyalty.

Murong Fu and Luo Tianxi both had mocking smiles on their faces, obviously not believing even a single punctuation mark of his words.

However, the two of them had a very tacit understanding, and no one pointed it out. They both looked like they were watching a performance.

When Jian Twenty-san started another long speech, Murong Fu frowned, really unwilling to listen to its nonsense.

He interrupted with a cold voice: "Say something useful, maybe if I'm in a good mood I can spare your life."

When Jian Twenty-san heard this, he immediately fell into deep thought. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I just heard that you two mentioned the original world?"

Murong Fu nodded and continued to ask: "Tell me, how can you return to the original world? Do you have any other methods?"

After Jian Twenty-san listened, a flattering smile appeared on his face: "I know a place, and there must be a way to the original world."

"I just don't know if you have the ability to try it out..."

Luo Tianxi couldn't bear it anymore as he listened to the ink stains it was turning over and over, and he shouted sternly: "Old man, stop talking nonsense and speak quickly!"