Comprehensive martial arts: start with a fire dragon ball

"Master Song, this junior should leave too. I look forward to seeing you next time!"

Seeing Fu Junmao and the others leave, Chu Wanxin, who was not going to pay attention to it, suddenly thought that Fu Junmao would probably die at the hands of Yu Wenhuaji next, and Kou Xu and Xu Ziling should also embark on their destined trajectory .

In fact, Chu Wanxin doesn't care whether Fu Junmao is dead or not, but after Fu Junmao's death, Kou and Xu will meet Li Shimin's brothers and sisters of the Li family, so as to help them get the account book of the Dongming account and force the Li family The lord Li Yuan made up his mind to enter the battle of the dragon.

This was not what Chu Wanxin wanted to see.

Now that they have decided to participate in the dragon battle, the intended winner, Li Clan, is of course one of Chu Wanxin's most important opponents.

In this way, as long as it can weaken the Li family, Chu Wanxin will certainly not let it go.

Therefore, Chu Wanxin suddenly offered to leave, wanting to try if he rescued Fu Junmao, whether Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling would follow their original fate and get involved with Li Shimin brother and sister.

"Shh!"

Ignoring Song Lu's persuasion, Chu Wanxin directly turned into an afterimage and disappeared on the big ship of the Song Clan.

Although Chu Wanxin chased in the direction Fu Junmao had just left as soon as he left the big boat, but when he caught up with Fu Junmao and the three of them, he found that Yu Wenhuaji was already blocked in front of the three of them.

Seeing such a situation, Chu Wanxin did not choose to show up, but directly covered his aura, stood quietly in the dark, and watched the situation in the field.

After a burst of useless chatter from both sides, Fu Junmao drew out his long sword and fought with Yu Wenhuaji.

"Boom boom boom..."

The figure flickered, and it was the sound of energy colliding, which kept ringing.

Yu Wenhua and Zhuo stood on a boulder, but Fu Junmao turned into a ghostly smoke, attacking from all directions, the sword in his hand turned into thousands of shadows, and attacked the opponent like a wave of mercury pouring down the ground, it was a desperate fight.

Obviously, Fu Junmai also understands that her own strength is not as good as Yu Wenhuaji's, so she can only choose such a desperate way to seek a chance of life.

Facing Fu Junmao's desperate attack, Yu Wenhuaji's long face was solemn, his hands were fisted, grasped or palmed, and he sometimes raised his feet and kicked vigorously, coping with Fu Junmao's violent offensive like acrobatics.

However, after all, Fu Junmao's martial arts was handed down by a generation of kendo masters. When she chose to go all out, Yu Wenhua and her strength far surpassed her, and the situation in the field was stalemate for a while.

Seeing that he couldn't take down the foreign woman in front of him for a while, Yu Wenhuaji's eyes suddenly showed anger.

"drink!"

After slapping Fu Junmao's stabbing sword away with a fierce palm, Yu Wenhuaji shouted angrily, and the strong wind blew up, and a strong and bone-piercing energy emanated from Yu Wenhuaji's body.

In an instant, the surrounding air was as cold as ice, and the cold air permeated Yuhuaji as the center, spreading out towards the surroundings.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who were hiding in the dark, sensed the cold air coming, their teeth trembled, their limbs became stiff, and they even felt that they would be frozen to death in the next moment.

Fu Junmao's clothes fluttered, sword in hand, looked up towards Yu Wenhuaji, looked at the flowers and plants around which were constantly condensed with frost, with a dignified expression, unable to distract Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling at the side.

A proud and confident smile appeared on the corner of Yu Wenhua's mouth. After all, Yuwen Clan's "Xuan Bing Jin" was a famous existence in the Great Sui Dynasty's Outstanding Art List.

I saw his hand protruding down like a claw, but his moves were in the midst of firing, and the energy in his body was constantly rising, making people know that he might explode a thunderous blow at any time.

"Yan!"

The long sword in Fu Junmao's hand shook, and there were bursts of sword sounds. The sword light was amazing, and it was like a swimming dragon. The moment before Yu Wenhuaji was about to attack, he attacked upwards.

With the sword against the enemy, with the sword!
Fu Cailin's self-created Yi swordsmanship originated from the way of playing chess. It is ever-changing, and he is best at grasping the ever-changing battle situation, and this moment is also the most appropriate time.

Fu Junmao counterattacked with a sword without hesitation, interrupting Yu Wenhua's momentum ahead of his climb to the top.

Thousands of strong lights, eye-catching, soared into the sky, as if weaving a net of heaven and earth, covering Xiang Yuwenhua from bottom to top, and facing the latter with a thunderous claw strike.

"Boom boom boom..."

A palm and a sword collided fiercely, and between one or two breaths, there were tens of hundreds of muffled sounds, the vented energy swept across a large area, and the gravel splashed, so that Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling who were beaten by the side could only run away with their heads in their hands, crying Not enough.

Fu Junmao exerted all her strength on swordsmanship, and the light of the sword was sometimes like a fright, and sometimes like a thunderbolt. She was always looking for flaws in Yu Wenhua and martial arts.

But Yu Wenhuaji met the enemy with only a pair of fleshy palms, his hands seemed to be wrapped in the condensed cold and icy wind, his moves were strange and mysterious, and it was difficult to guard against.

In such a fierce battle, the consumption of both sides' energy and spirit is of course also multiplied.

In this way, Fu Junmao, who is already at a disadvantage, is of course even more dangerous.

After continuous attacks without any results, Fu Junmao's offensive slowed down involuntarily.

Of course, the first thing she felt about this change was Yu Huaji, who was at war with her.

After a flash of eyes, Yu Wenhua and the Xuanbing energy in his body immediately increased the output, and attacked Fu Junmai on the opposite side.

Fu Junmao, who was already at the end of his strength, inevitably had flaws in his moves under Yu Wenhuaji's hard output.

"Shh!"

Of course, Yuhuaji would not let go of such a good opportunity.

I saw Qi slapped out fiercely, and layers of fine ice crystals suddenly appeared on his hand, directly breaking through the sword screen in front of Fu Junmao, and slammed towards Fu Junmao's heart fiercely.

"Mom!" ×2
Seeing this scene, the two Kou and Xu on the side suddenly saw their eyes tearing apart, and shouted in despair.

Even Fu Junmei herself could only helplessly look at the ever-enlarged palms in front of her eyes, exuding endless coldness, and countless memory fragments and silhouettes flashed in her mind.

There are her two younger sisters, her master, and the two boys who call her mother...

Thinking that after his death, Yu Wenhuaji would definitely not let Kou and Xu go, a hint of sadness appeared in Fu Junmao's eyes.

"boom!"

However, just when Fu Junmao had closed her eyes and was about to die, a slender hand like a scarlet jade suddenly appeared in front of her, catching Yu Wenhuaji's fatal blow for her.

In an instant, the powerful palm force of Zhiyang immediately swept away the ice and snow created by Yu Wenhua and Xuanbing energy.

"Who are you? How dare you oppose me, Yuwen Clan?"

Yu Wenhua, who was forced to retreat, quietly put his hands behind his back, looked at Chu Wanxin who suddenly appeared, and asked with gloomy eyes. (end of this chapter)