Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

Wuhua and Miyamoto Musashi instantly felt that Murong Fu's body emanated a powerful qi, which turned into a vortex.

Like the earth, it pulls the sun, the moon and the stars!

The sword that was going to cut Murong Fu's head was deflected five inches and cut towards Wuhua.

And Yinhuan, who flew out of Wuhua, turned to Miyamoto Musashi without any scruples!

The hearts of the two were shocked!

Turning stars and moving stars is so terrifying!

"Silver rings are poisonous, be careful!" Wu Hua reminded Miyamoto Musashi when he saw that his body was short.

However, in order not to hurt him, Miyamoto Musashi fought Murong Fu recklessly with his internal strength, and there was no way to dodge it.

"Bang bang" several times, hitting his body, although it didn't hit the acupoints, but the injury was not serious.

Afterwards, "噗~" spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Murong Fu's eyes turned cold, and purple flames appeared on his right palm, he slapped Miyamoto Musashi hard on the back, and slapped him three feet away.

Seeing the strange fire in Murong Fu's hand, Wu Hua was too frightened to go forward.

He hurriedly retreated to Miyamoto Musashi, opened his skirt, and there was a purple palm mark on his solid back, as if it was painted with cheek paste.

Even his fingerprints can be seen clearly, the pupils shrink immediately, and said:

"Is this the Great Ziyang Hand?"

Murong Fu said calmly: "Not bad! It's exactly this skill."

Miyamoto Musashi's complexion was pale, and he got up slowly: "Murong's star shift really came back, I admire it."

Wuhua said in a low voice to Miyamoto Musashi, run quickly.

Then he picked up the sword in Miyamoto Musashi's hand.

The left hand hangs down at the waist, the right hand raises the sword to the eyebrows, the blade is facing Murong Fu.

Murong Fu frowned, this sword looks ordinary.

But hidden within is the essence of the sword, within which lies great wisdom.

It seems that the limit of the kendo that can be accommodated in the world is contained in his sword style.

"Slash with a sword against the wind!" Miyamoto Musashi looked at Muhua's gesture in shock, and couldn't help muttering.

Wuhua's eyes were completely red at this time, and his white clothes were also agitated by his true energy, so that he flew up every now and then?

This sword is sure to kill and die, he is not as strong as the great master and can't spare the strength.

At the moment Murong Fu was astonished.

Wuhua has already jumped up, the cold light on the sword is like a pool of autumn water, green and cold, piercing the flesh and bones.

The ten zhang sword energy slashed at Murong Fu!

Murong Fu was the first to see such a powerful sword technique!

There was a feeling of powerlessness in his heart.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the severe pain woke him up instantly.

"Swords!"

He quickly understood that the mystery of Wuhua's strike was that it could create sword power.

That's right, any martial art in the world, as long as it is practiced to the extreme, can create or borrow general trends.

Even the simplest sword-drawing technique only needs to be swung millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of times!

It's all enough to become infinitely mysterious, murderous and invisible.

"break!"

Murong Fu's whole body's zhenqi concentrated on his two fingers.

A streak of purple light shot out rapidly along the fingertips, directly pointing towards Wuhua's heart.

Murong Jue learns to join hands!

"Boom~"

When the ten zhang sword energy fell, Wu Hua and Murong Fu spit out blood at the same time.

Between Wuhua's eyebrows, there was an extra purple seal, her entire aura was instantly extinguished, and her body slowly fell down.

Miyamoto Musashi endured the severe pain, picked up the opponent and hid towards the Japanese army.

Immediately ordered to leave!

But Murong Fu stood still and did not pursue, wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, watched the two leave, and said fiercely:

"Master...I'm afraid I was really hurt this time!"

Chapter 132: I still have help!

"kill!"

Murong Fu's pursuit does not mean that Ruan Yi and others do not pursue.

Everyone likes to beat a dog in the water.

The clamor of battle, the clash of metals, the screams and fighting resounded outside Huating City.

The Dongpu soldiers collapsed like water, and there was no hope of escape, and it was dark.

The shrill cry, the scream of the dying.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Ruan Yi led Murong's family army to destroy the dead, and killed the opponent without leaving a piece of armor.

Bao BuTong was even more brave, fearless of death, and rushed out of Huating with less than 2000 troops.

Roaring like a ferocious beast, the Dongpu soldiers who had already lost their morale were completely desperate!

Many people drove to the general trend, dropped their weapons and surrendered on their knees.