Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"bump!"

Murong Fu and Zhao Wuji punched each other fiercely, then separated, leaving a scratch in mid-air.

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes, showed a cold smile, and came to kill again.

The speed was so fast that it turned into an afterimage and disappeared suddenly.

"Damn, this guy is so strong!" Murong Fu took a breath, once again inspired his fighting spirit and attacked Zhao Wuji.

With his consciousness fully open, he tightly guarded his surroundings.

The moment Zhao Wuji hit himself.

Fu Zhixin hid to the right, barely avoiding the opponent's attack.

"Huh?"

Zhao Wuji was slightly surprised: "I didn't expect you to see through my attack."

"He is indeed the strongest man in this world, but unfortunately, it is all in vain."

Murong Fu stepped back and touched the claw marks on his cheek.

Very angry.

"Haha, let me show you my [Blood Claw]!" Zhao Wuji liked to admire Murong Fu's painful expression.

Print again.

When Murong Fu stood up, he felt that the space around him fluctuated.

In just a few breaths, countless dry and disgusting bloody claws appeared around him.

"Run!" Luo Tianxi felt that the blood claw was extraordinary and warned loudly.

Murong Fu was startled, and instantly used the [Little Immortal Sect] with a thought.

He forced himself to escape from the encirclement.

"Boom!"

Zhao Wuji missed a hit and looked at Murong Fu in surprise: "You can actually [teleport]?"

"Shun your mother!" Murong Fu never liked to be controlled by others when fighting.

[Tianji Stick] is in hand, and the shadow of the stick fills the sky.

The stick hit Zhao Wuji's head.

I vowed to smash his head into watermelon juice.

"Hmph!" Zhao Wuji was not in a hurry and raised his hand to draw a circle in front of him.

A red light shield immediately appeared around him, protecting him firmly.

"Bang bang bang~"

The [Tian Ji Rod] landed on the light mask and made a series of rapid sounds.

Murong Fu felt that the light shield was like a copper wall and an iron wall.

No matter how you attack, you can't shake it.

Zhao Wuji didn't say anything, he raised his hand and pointed at it.

Suddenly, a red light passed through the light shield and struck Murong Fu's body.

With a "Puff" sound, his shoulder was cut and he was knocked away.

"Explode!" Zhao Wuji took the opportunity to form another seal.

The light mask immediately emitted a ball of dazzling light.

It exploded with a "boom".

A domineering energy hit Murong Fu hard.

Murong Fu clearly felt the illusion of being hit by a huge mountain.

The impact caused him to fall hard to the ground.

A deep hole was created.

"How can it be!"

Murong Fu covered his chest and spit out blood.

I can't believe that there is such a big gap between me and Zhao Wuji.

If it weren't for the [Demon Armor], half of his body would have been smashed by the opponent.

"Ouch~"

On the other side, the real dragon's breath was hit by the blood pill.

Let out a roar.

The only good thing is that most of the blood pill was burned away by the dragon flames.

Nothing powerful.

"Haha, native, now you know how different we are."

Zhao Wuji slowly landed in front of Murong Fu.

He smiled condescendingly.

Murong Fu frowned. The time, place and people were favorable, but now nothing was in his favor.

I'm afraid this battle won't be fought at all!

The only way is to use the Murong family's secret skill [Dou Zhuan Xing Yuan].

With a thought in his mind, three small simple swords appeared in his palm.

Just when Zhao Wuji was most proud.

Suddenly, he shot towards Zhao Wuji's neck, chest, and between his eyebrows.

This attack came later and came first, and the timing was excellent.

How could Zhao Wuji have imagined that Murong Fu knew how to control objects?

He would never have thought that Murong Fu still had a magic weapon with him.

In shock, he could only hastily cast a demonic shield in front of him.

"Puff puff puff" three times.

The bronze sword penetrated the shield as if it were nothing.

It hit Zhao Wuji hard and took him several feet away.

Murong Fu was delighted with this attack.

Even if it doesn't kill Zhao Wuji, it can still seriously injure him.

However, his expression soon solidified again.

Zhao Wuji's whole body emitted black energy, and he quickly healed the wounds of the copper sword.

The speed is far faster than his dragon body.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it."

Zhao Wuji's hair was disheveled and he was no longer as elegant and calm as before.

He looked at Murong Fu with a ferocious expression.

His hands became strange, as if they were made of soft clay.

Gather into a ball of blood.

Countless demonic energies around him crazily gathered in the blood ball and threw it at Murong Fu:

"Boy, you die!"

Murong Fu felt that the blood cells were powerful, let alone himself.

Even the mountains may not be able to withstand this blow.

However, he was not afraid, but felt a sense of joy in his heart.

This attack was the key to turning defeat into victory.

He raised his hands to the sky, and his spiritual power and demonic energy suddenly rose.

Countless starlights fall within one foot, just like the sun, moon and stars.

It seems that everything in the world is in his hands.

The flow of time became extremely slow at this moment.

His right hand slowly rested on the blood ball, as if it was filled with magic power.

Pulling this force.

Use your own way to return the favor to others and bounce back.

"Whoosh!"

The blood cells moved around Murong Fu in a trajectory that no ordinary person could understand.

Then he shot straight back, "booming" towards Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's expression was changing, he knew that there was a [Dou Zhuan Xing Shi] in Murong's family.

But he never thought that a warrior's technique could actually reverse his spell.

this…

It's incredible.

fear!

At this moment he felt fear.

He knew exactly how terrifying his full blow was.

"No!"

"don't want!"

At this time, Zhao Wuji had no choice but to use his hands to block his chest.

He took his own blow forcefully.

"Boom!"

A "fat boy" explosion.

Rising on the border of [Qing Dynasty].

Anyone within a hundred miles radius could clearly see the explosion.

It's like a beautiful firework emerging out of thin air.

A ray of light illuminated the dark night.

The huge aftermath severely impacted Murong Fu's body.

Countless gravels shot hard into his body. ..

It seemed like a moment had passed, and then it seemed like a century had passed.

Murong Fu, who was blown away by the air wave, finally landed on the ground.

"Plop~"

Is it over?

After a long time, Murong Fu tried his best to get up.

Looking at the battlefield that had changed beyond recognition, I couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"It seems that I have escaped from death again this time, which is really great."

"Don't be careless, that guy can't die so easily."

Luo Tianxi once again picked up a basin of cold water and poured it into Murong Fu's heart.

really!

She just finished speaking.

In Murong Fu's ears, Zhao Wuji's angry voice came out.

"Murong Fu! Murong Fu!"

"I have never been in such a miserable state in this world."

"Even if the Qing Emperor himself speaks today, I will cut you into pieces and scatter your bones into ashes."

As he said that, an incredible scene happened.

All the bones in Zhao Wuji's body made a crackling sound.

His right hand glowed with blood and strangely turned into a sharp claw.

It is more than three feet long and has black scales on its surface.

The claws are extremely sharp and the muscles are knotted.

It seems to be full of indomitable explosive power.

Murong Fu blinked and asked in confusion: "What on earth is this guy?"