Martial Arts: I Am In The Comprehensive Martial Arts To Hung Up

Murong Zhengde had already passed his breath with Madam Murong.

Murong Zhengde, who is honored by the Murong family, cannot abandon the family ancestry and escape, and is destined to coexist with the Murong family.

And their daughter and son-in-law still have their own lives, so they asked Mrs. Murong to take her daughter and son-in-law away from Murong Villa through the secret road while he and Yaoyue were in a decisive battle.

And today, in the decisive battle between him and Yaoyue, if he can't scare away Yihuagong~.

He will give his life to fight, seriously injured Yaoyue before his death, and buy more time for them to escape.

Murong Zhengde knew that if he proposed this plan to his daughter in advance, the filial and filial ones would definitely not abandon him and leave.

However, at the last critical moment, he believed that his daughters would make the right decision.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Murong said she wanted to take them away.

Murong Yi looked at Murong Zhengde who was buying time for them, and immediately understood his painstaking efforts. After hesitating for a moment, he calmly made the best choice.

Ready to leave with Mrs. Murong.

Murong Zhengde's idea was very good, and his daughter and son-in-law also cooperated very well.

But he overestimated his own strength and underestimated Yaoyue's strength.

Murong Zhengde and Yaoyue volleyed each other's palms, competing for palm strength.

At the beginning, Murong Zhengde, who had used all his strength, could still stand in a stalemate with Yaoyue for a while.

But after Yaoyue got serious and used the world-leading 'Transferring Flowers and Jade', the scene suddenly became unbalanced.

A loud bang.

The tyrannical power instantly erupted from the place where the two palms collided.

Murong Zhengde only felt a powerful qi coming towards him, and he hurriedly mustered up all the energy in his body, condensing his body-protecting qi.

Murong Zhengde, who was stubbornly strong, was thrown up high.

After landing, Murong Zhengde stepped back again and again to let go of his remaining strength, until he knocked over the incense case and put his back on the stone tablet, and then stabilized his body.

On the other hand, Yaoyue is still standing in her original position, still looking like a light and cloudless look.

Who wins and who loses can be seen at a glance.

Murong Zhengde looked a little embarrassed, but fortunately what he just carried was the aftermath of the two palms facing each other.

In addition, there is a qi protection body, so it was only slightly injured.

However, at this time, Murong Zhengde knew the gap between himself and Yaoyue, and knew the plan he had in mind. He was too optimistic.

Glancing at the side, he found that Murong Yi and the others had not left.

At the same time, Murong Zhengde also found Lian Xing, who was staring at him, and immediately understood that his plan had failed.

I thought it was enough to hold Yaoyue, but I didn't expect to miss a Lianxing who was not inferior to me.

Seeing that his family had no hope of escaping, Murong Zhengde also let go of the ties in his heart and decided to fight Yaoyue to the death.

Just when Murong Zhengde let go of the shackles in his heart, his spirit rose wildly.

Within two days, he had grown to the eighth level of the Great Grandmaster, and there was a faint sign of entering the Nineth Heaven of the Great Grandmaster.

Murong Zhengde did not know that blood Bodhi can not only enhance people's power, but also promote the growth of spiritual power.

Therefore, when digesting the medicinal power of Blood Bodhi, we only focus on the growth of the power, while ignoring the spiritual cultivation.

At this moment, after an epiphany, Murong Zhengde was able to control his skyrocketing power even more easily.

Murong Zhengde, who regained his true energy, slowly walked towards Yaoyue.

The precious swords buried in the ancestral tomb of the Murong family flew out of the tomb, feeling the pull of Murong Zhengde's infuriating energy.

What Murong Zhengde was best at was swordsmanship.

It was only because he couldn't control the sudden surge of skill and was attacked by Yaoyue, so he chose the palm method to fight the enemy.

However, at this time, Murong Zhengde felt that his spirit was clear and his true energy was like a finger.

Moreover, the condensed sword intent can resonate with the sabres of the ancestors in the ancestral graves.

Therefore, Murong Zhengde resolutely borrowed the sword of his ancestors to help him.

In the clear voice, more than a dozen precious swords hovered in the air under the control of Murong Zhengde.

"Murong Zhengde, it seems that I still underestimate you.

Feeling that Murong Zhengde's cultivation had improved again, Yaoyue suddenly lifted her spirits and looked at the sword flying in the sky with interest.

"Yaoyue, to be able to fight to the death with you, the old man's martial arts can be regarded as not in vain."

After he finished speaking, Murong Zhengde's tiger body shook, and a powerful sword intent was instantly condensed on the circling sword.

Under the control of Murong Zhengde, more than a dozen precious swords suddenly fell from the air like falcons that were preying on them.

The fierce sword energy made Yaoyue frown slightly, but that was all.

I saw Yaoyue rising into the air, waving her arms, and her sleeves flying.

The sword shining with cold light, under the sleeves of Yaoyue's full of infuriating qi, is no different from dead branches.

With one impact, a sword broke from it.

After a while, the swords that fell from the sky were cut off by Yaoyue.

........for flowers.....

But at this time, a solemn look suddenly appeared on Yaoyue's face.

Looking up, it turned out that there was a sword that overlapped with the dazzling sun, hiding under the scorching sun.

The dozen or so swords that fell from the sky just now were just a feint attack by Murong Zhengde.

Only this one is Murong Zhengde's trump card.

"Yueyue, take the call."

Murong Zhengde shouted loudly, and the sword that had gathered all his energy, like a shooting star, was instantly drawn in front of Yaoyue, and the tip of the sword pierced her chest.

Yaoyue put her palms together towards her chest, condensing her true qi to lock the sword's edge, the sword trembled violently, and the ripples of true qi vibration scattered from the sword's tip.

The strength of the sword energy from the sword exceeded Yaoyue's expectations, making her frosty face show a look of surprise.

However, due to the difference in realm, Murong Zhengde's last sword did not achieve the result he wanted.

After struggling for a while, Baojian calmed down under the suppression of Yaoyue's double palms.

Yaoyue swung her palms outward, and the sword in her palms shot out.

Murong Zhengde, who was exhausted and unable to dodge, could only watch helplessly as the sword smashed into his chest, knocking him flying.

Fortunately, the sword flew back upside down, and Murong Zhengde was smashed by the hilt of the sword instead of being pierced through the heart by the sword's edge.

However, the sword that contained the energy of Yueyue still caused Murong Zhengde's sternum to break, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Sir." 5

"father.

Seeing Murong Zhengde's defeat, Mrs. Murong and the others rushed towards Murong Zhengde screaming.

Yaoyue looked at the sword marks on her palms, and suddenly became angry.

Turning his head to look at Murong Zhengde and his party who were gathered together, he shot angrily and slapped them with his palm.

The overwhelming palm force rushed towards them, almost engulfing Murong Zhengde and his party.

Suddenly, a large black sword engraved with peculiar lines fell from the sky and was inserted in front of Murong Zhengde and the others.

The palm collided with the big sword, and a strong force erupted.

But the big sword stuck on the ground remained motionless.

Even the scattered air waves could not cross the thunder pond bounded by the great sword.

Seeing that someone dared to stop him, Yaoyue shouted angrily:

"who is it?"

And Murong Zhengde and the others, who had escaped from death, also wanted to know the answer at this moment.