Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Everyone left one after another, with two dark circles under their eyes, and went back to catch up on their sleep.

[The One-Horned Devil Tiger] couldn't help but tremble after Murong returned: "A man who falls in love is really scary."

"I second the proposal!" [Stone-eating Beast] silently shook the colorful flowers on his body and whispered in agreement.

Murong Fu looked at this pair of living treasures and felt speechless in his heart.

He sighed heavily, looked in the distance in the direction Zhuge Qingyun left, and followed him up.

[One-horned Demon Tiger] looked surprised and asked loudly: "Master, master, what are you going to do?"

"I remembered that my mother asked me to go home for dinner."

"Yes, yes, my mother too!"

"Master, go on your own."

[One-horned Demon Tiger] and [Stone-eating Beast] hugged themselves distressedly and watched Murong Fu leave.

After this night of baptism, they were already frightened and even more unwilling to see that crazy man again.

When I think of everything they have suffered, I can't help but shudder.

It was an unforgettable and terrible memory.

Ask them, how big is the shadow area in their hearts?

It can be said that it is wider than the sky...

Murong Fu followed the direction Zhuge Qingyun left and walked down the mountain.

He looked around with some confusion, feeling like someone was following behind him.

"Huh!" A breeze blew by, and the surrounding air became colder.

If he had only doubted it just now, he was sure now.

Murong Fu glanced around, and his voice was cold and powerful: "Who is behind this, why don't you come out and see it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a wind-breaking sound coming from his left side.

"Whoa!" The sword energy shot straight into the sky, and the man's figure changed unpredictably.

In just the blink of an eye, he was behind Murong Fu and stabbed straight into his heart.

At this time, Murong Fu had already been prepared and moved his body impartially to the left.

The long sword whizzed past, grazing his cheek and barely missing it.

The figure spun quickly and landed a few steps away from him: "Hahaha, are you Murong Fu?"

Murong Fu was confused for a moment when he heard these familiar yet unfamiliar words.

Why is it that there are always people following him for no reason, and after attacking him, they ask him if he is Murong Fu?

What's wrong with this world?

He, Murong Fu, was an honest person in [Canglan Sword Sect] and did nothing. Why did he cause so much trouble?

Yesterday's trip to Yanzhuang, today's...

Murong Fu frowned, nodded slightly, and looked at the other person displeased: "Who are you? Why are you following me?"

But the person in front slowly turned around, revealing a face covered by red gauze.

Only one pair of eyes was exposed, and the pupils were different from the dark brown of ordinary people, but instead were blue.

The man put away his long sword, a murderous aura flashed in his eyes, clasped his fists and said, "I am the first disciple of the leader of the [Fengyu Sect], Guyu Luo."

After she finished speaking, she slowly raised a slender hand as white as an onion and once again held it on the long sword at her waist.

"Gu Yuluo?" Murong Fu spoke softly, calling her name with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The person in front of me was wearing a red gauze dress with a blue jade pendant tied around his waist.

There is a plum blossom hairpin stuck in the simple bun, and the long hair is like a black waterfall, hanging down to her waist.

The graceful neck and clearly visible collarbone, coupled with a pair of mysterious and deep eyes, seem to be the clear and transparent ice and snow.

Although a piece of red gauze covered most of her cheeks, Murong Fu could vaguely feel that the person in front of him must be a stunning beauty.

He was fascinated for a moment until Gu Yuluo coughed twice: "Ahem!"

Only then did Murong Fu come back to his senses, and his voice was somewhat hoarse and magnetic: "This little lady, after all, we have no grudges in the past and no grudges in recent times. Why did you suddenly attack me?"

"No why?"

"It's just that I've heard of your reputation for a long time, and I wanted to come here today to ask for advice."

"Take action!"

There was no warmth in her voice, just like the flying sword in her hand, cold and ruthless.

Murong Fu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, looking at the figure getting closer and closer to him, he was speechless for a moment.

He didn't do anything, yet one or two of them came to challenge him.

"Whoa!" The long sword flew quickly, Gu Yuluo's toes tapped the ground lightly, her whole body was like a fairy from the Nine Heavens, light and charming.

Wearing a red dress, it made her skin white even more.

Under the sunlight, the blade of the sword faintly emitted a dazzling light. The white blade flew across quickly, stirring up strong spiritual energy.

Murong Fu's eyes changed, he was a little surprised at Gu Yuluo's strength, but then he smiled softly.

You are as strong as you can be!

There was no change at all on his face, but the aura around him changed instantly.

When Gu Yuluo's sword blade was only half a step away from him, Murong Fu immediately thought about it.

He used [Lingbo Microstep] at his feet and dodged behind her.

Gu Yuluo watched the person in front of him disappear, and couldn't help but frown slightly, then turned around and launched another attack.

She kept reciting the mental formula in her mouth, and the dark red light on the sword blade in her hand gathered more and more.

The light was soft and clear, looking from a distance, it looked like mist.

Gu Yuluo activated his spiritual power, flipped his wrist, and the sword blade slowly floated up, suspended in the air.

The next moment, her fingers turned into orchids, her hands slowly pushed open, and the light on the sword blade instantly turned into black and purple.

It seeps into the long sword bit by bit, and the spiritual energy around the body is also constantly expanding.

The bright red clothes fluttered gently in the wind, and there was a resilience hidden in the blue eyes.

Murong Fu also noticed that this move was unusual. He raised his eyebrows horizontally, used his left hand as a palm, and made a fist with his right hand.

With a flick of his long black sleeves, spiritual energy burst out of his body instantly, pouring out rapidly and continuously.

Gu Yuluo rolled his eyes and said secretly: "You're here just in time!"

After saying that, she held the long sword in her right hand and greeted him in mid-air.

In an instant, all the spiritual energy flew out like lightning and gathered on the sharp sword blade.

The black shadow and the red shadow collided in mid-air, and they remained in a stalemate for dozens of rounds, with no outcome in sight.

The [Bi Luo Sword] in Gu Yuluo's hand flew up and down like a flexible snake.

White sword energy spread out as she danced.

As soon as the cold air was released, it enveloped the two of them.

Murong Fu's heart was shaken, and he also used the [Taiyi Split Light Sword] to intersect with the [Bi Luo Sword].

The shadows of the two swords kept changing, and the two of them were equally unfazed. Their figures intertwined, and their sword energy flew everywhere...