Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained a copy of any skill."

Murong Fu was speechless. The system was still in the mood to issue rewards at this time.

At this moment, he didn't have to look back, he could feel a killing intent following closely like a thorn in his back.

However, he has learned thousands of martial arts and martial arts, but he rarely dabbles in Qinggong.

"I wish I could have snatched Duan Yu's Lingbo Weibu."

It seems that the only way to survive is to run towards the Wu-Tang Clan.

Fortunately, Jin Lun Dharma King was carrying a chariot behind him, and his speed was not very fast either.

This old bastard is exhausted.

While Murong Fu complained, he also did not forget to pour the true energy into his feet.

The speed rises again and again.

A few tenths of a second for 100 meters or a few minutes for hurdles are all just a matter of speculation.

At this moment, he is the fastest man in the world.

The Flash cried and fainted in the toilet when he saw it.

Jin Lun Dharma King smiled coldly, couldn't help but speed up, and followed Murong Fu unhurriedly.

Like a wild wolf killing its prey, it must first experience despair.

He even thought with disdain, how much internal strength can a first-class master have?

ten years?

Twenty years?

No matter how talented a person is, his internal strength cannot exceed thirty years.

You will be exhausted if you run for an hour at most.

A quarter of an hour...

Two quarters of an hour...

Half an hour...

An hour...

Until three hours later.

Jin Lun Dharma King discovered that he was wrong, and how wrong he was.

He underestimated Murong Fu's endurance, and even more underestimated Murong Fu's internal strength.

Three hours later, Murong Fu was still like a normal person, jumping around and running as fast as he could.

There are mountains to enter mountains and rivers to cross.

Leave him behind.

"Damn it, how can this old guy run away like this? He's more patient than me!" Murong Fu finally felt that his inner strength had reached the bottom. If it weren't for Xiao Wuxiang's magical power, he would have died of exhaustion long ago.

"Donor Murong, please stay. If you continue running, you still won't be able to escape from my clutches." Jinlun Dharma King hung behind him, showing no sign of weakness.

Murong Fu said angrily: "I am not a fool, so I will not stop where I am and wait for you to kill me."

"I have been practicing Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu since I was a child. Now I have reached the eleventh level. My energy and blood are five times that of ordinary people. If you run any longer, you will die of exhaustion. I will rest for three days at most." Jinlun Dharma King's voice was like a rainbow. The trembling void shook.

Eleventh floor?

In the original work, this old monk has only reached the tenth level of cultivation.

Moreover, it was still when Yang Guo was in his thirties.

How come you are here? Not only have you reached the eleventh level, but you are also more than twenty years ahead of schedule.

Do you want an invincible rhythm?

Murong Fu couldn't see how arrogant Jin Lun Dharma King was, so he taunted him,

"Idiot, over this mountain is Wudang Mountain. Don't say you have cultivated to the eleventh level, even to the fifteenth level, Master Zhang will beat you like his son."

If his estimate was correct, this place was already considered the territory of the Wudang Sect, and Jin Lun Dharma King would not be arrogant for long.

"Um?"

King Jinlun was stunned. He didn't know the map of Song Dynasty and just wanted to tease Murong Fu.

Unexpectedly, he was taken to Wudang Mountain by the other party unknowingly.

The old face suddenly turned red.

Who is Zhang Sanfeng? He is a martial arts ancestor who understands the world and is one step away from shattering the void.

Isn't it just a matter of minutes to beat him to a little grandmaster?

I was so anxious that I no longer played cat and mouse games with Murong Fu.

With a pinch of his palm, a wave of air poured in.

Before Murong Fu could react, all the surrounding trees broke and hit him on the head.

"stupid!"

Murong Fu cursed lightly and used his true energy to move around and move around!

Using his strength, he diverted the oncoming tree and smashed it towards King Jinlun.

Jin Lun Dharma King had long thought that Murong Fu would do this, and without any scruples, he pulled out the golden wheel from his back.

Rampage, smashing everything in front of it.

The speed is astonishing!

Murong Fu yelled at the beast and turned around to run away, but the King of the Golden Wheel was already in front of him, and the five-color golden wheel in his hand fell down mercilessly.

"Damn it!"

Murong Fu did not dare to hesitate, drew the blood knife from his back and started fighting with Jin Lun Dharma King.

Jin Lun Dharma King was so powerful that every time he attacked, Murong Fu's hands went numb and his mouth hurt greatly.

"Your sword skills are mediocre, and you don't have half the combat power of the Blood Sword Ancestor." Jin Lun Dharma King mocked.

Murong Fu frowned, the blood knife he used was just for show, it would be better to find an iron rod.

But the opponent has a five-color golden wheel in his hand, and he might not be able to catch it with his bare hands.

I have no choice but to fight and hide at the same time.

I hope someone from the Wudang Clan will pass by and call Master Zhang here.

"Boy, I'm going to ask you again if you are willing to become my teacher?" Jin Lun Dharma King's hand weakened by 30% and he asked.

Murong Fu got a chance to breathe and scolded coldly: "You bald donkey is despicable, how can I be your disciple?"

"Okay, very good. If you don't agree, then die!" Jin Lun Dharma King united his strength and energy and struck Murong Fu in the chest with one blow.

Murong Fu couldn't avoid it, so he held the knife in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

…

After several impacts, all the bones in Murong Fu's body were almost turned into powder. When he lowered his head, he found that he had been forced to the edge of the cliff.

I couldn't help but criticize in my heart: "Wucao~ I just traveled through time less than two years ago, so I can't just die like this."

Logically speaking, the reborn should have the halo of the protagonist, and at this time there should be senior experts coming to help.

With a roll of his eyes, yes, that’s right! .

I am the protagonist, and there must be senior experts watching my every move.

Who is the one?

Eighty-nine percent of Wudang's realm is Zhenren Zhang.

Jin Lun Dharma King saw Murong Fu's expression was abnormal and thought he had beaten him stupidly. He chanted the name of the Buddha and said, "Does Mr. Murong have any last words?"

"Last words?"

Murong Fu showed disdain: "The Tatars also want to destroy our Song Dynasty. They are simply wishful thinking. If I don't die today, I will personally lead the cavalry to destroy your Yuan Kingdom one day!"

Jin Lun Dharma King's face sank. He did not expect that Murong Fu would have such integrity at such a young age and dare to boast about Haikou at this time.

"Very good. If that's the case, then I will give you a pleasure." Jinlun Dharma King leapt forward, filled with energy in the five-color golden wheel, and went straight to Murong Fu's front door.

Murong Fu was overjoyed. The angrier Jin Lun Dharma King became, the happier Mr. Zhang who was hiding aside would be.

Looking at the five-color golden wheel getting closer and closer, his eyes were filled with the light of expectation.

Two feet…

One foot…

Half a foot…

One third of a foot…

No, no, why hasn’t Master Zhang taken action yet?

Murong Fu felt that danger was approaching and subconsciously raised the blood knife in his hand to resist.

There was another "bang".

His whole body was hit hard by a huge force and fell into the cliff.

He shouted unwillingly: "Zhang Sanfeng, I hate you!"

Jin Lun Dharma King looked puzzled. What does killing him have to do with Zhang Sanfeng?

Could it be?

Did Zhang Sanfeng make an appointment with Murong Fu and coax him to come here, but the former didn't come?

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. I have to leave as soon as possible. It is a pity that such a good seedling cannot be accepted as a disciple." After Jinlun Dharma King finished speaking, he immediately turned around and left.

Not even a moment of souvenir.