Wan Zhenshan's face was extremely solemn, thinking, "This young man's martial arts skills are so high, I'm afraid no one here..." As he thought, he couldn't help but glance at the people in the hall, and his eyes lit up slightly when he reached a certain corner.
Wan Zhenshan immediately walked towards the door and said: "I don't know where the distinguished guest is coming from, Wan is a little disappointed to welcome me from afar, but I hope you can forgive me."
Murong Fu took Mu Wanqing's hand and took one step out. He was already in front of the hall. With another step, he entered the hall and stood in front of Wan Zhenshan.
Wan Zhenshan was shocked and couldn't help but take a step back, bowed his hands and said, "I wonder what sect the young master is from and why he is here?"
Everyone was also horrified that there was such a miraculous light skill in the world.
Although Mu Wanqing had long known that Fu Lang was very good at Qing Gong, now seeing the expressions of everyone around him, she actually felt a little proud in her heart.
Di Yun trotted to follow Murong Fu into the hall. At a glance, he saw the bride Qi Fang with a red headband and Wan Gui standing next to her. All kinds of emotions suddenly surged into his heart and he remained silent. Wan Gui didn't recognize him.
Out of Diyun.
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Don't be nervous. I have two things to do here today. I will leave after I finish them."
Wan Zhenshan was slightly angry. The man spoke in an understatement, but there were only four words written on his face: "I'm here to make trouble."
However, the opponent's martial arts skills were very high, so Wan Zhenshan had no choice but to say: "Master, if you have anything to do, please tell me. Wan is not talented, but he is still somewhat capable in this small Jingzhou. I will give you my full help."
He said this firstly to stabilize Murong Fu first so as to plan for later; secondly, he wanted to tell Murong Fu: Don't be too arrogant. I, Wan, have some power in Jingzhou. If I can't defeat you alone, I can.
Swarmed up.
However, Murong Fu didn't take this trick and said slowly: "I feel reassured by the words of Master Wan. As for the first thing, please ask Master Wan to hand over Lu Kun."
Lu Kun, who was standing in the crowd, couldn't help but shrink back. At this moment, he had realized that Murong Fu's martial arts was unfathomable. When he heard that he was looking for him, he was immediately frightened.
Wan Zhenshan was choked by it. As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. He himself is a senior in the martial arts world. He was so humble just now, but he didn't give him any face. His face turned green and white for a while.
Wan Zhenshan said in a deep voice: "I wonder if there is anything that can offend the young master?"
Murong Fu glanced at Wan Zhenshan with a smile but not a smile, "Maybe you will find out later and call out Lu Kun, otherwise the Wan family may be bleeding like a river today."
The expressions of all the guests changed. This young man was too arrogant. Of course, there were also many who were gloating about his misfortune.
"Hmph, what a loud tone!" Wan Zhenshan snorted coldly, and immediately took out his sword from its sheath, the blade glowing green, and quickly stabbed Murong Fu's throat.
Everyone had never seen Wan Zhenshan show off his martial arts before, but when they saw his thrust, they all felt that it was ruthless and steady, and there seemed to be no loopholes.
Murong Fu pushed lightly with both hands and pushed Mu Wanqing and Di Yun aside, shaking their bodies.
Wan Zhenshan pierced Murong Fu's figure with his sword, but he stumbled forward and missed the real point. What he just stabbed was an illusory figure, and Murong Fu was already a few steps away from him.
Wan Zhenshan's face turned slightly red, and he immediately used his special skill. He held the sword secret in his left hand, shook the wrist of his right hand, and rotated the sword tip seven times in a row, stabbing Murong Fu's left chest extremely fast.
This sword looked complex, ingenious, and extremely gorgeous, and everyone couldn't help but shout "Okay".
Murong Fu sneered "fancy", then turned slightly sideways and kicked Wan Zhenshan in the lower abdomen, causing Wan Zhenshan to fly backwards.
Only a few people among the crowd saw that although Wan Zhenshan's sword seemed clever, it was actually extremely stupid. The seven circles were completely redundant. In the end, it was meant to stab Murong Fu's left chest, so it was better to stab him directly.
Drawing those circles too many times will expose the empty hole in your lower abdomen.
"Master!"
"Daddy!"
Seeing Wan Zhenshan fall to the ground and vomiting blood, all the disciples and Wan Gui hurriedly stepped forward to help Wan Zhenshan up. Murong Fu happened to recognize Lu Kun among them, and was about to step forward, but Wan Zhenshan hurriedly said: "Please also ask Master Yue
To uphold justice for Wan."
When everyone heard the words "Master Yue", they were all confused. For a moment, they couldn't remember who "Master Yue" was. Suddenly one person said: "Could it be the gentleman Jian Yue...Mr. Yue?"
Only then did the others suddenly realize, "It turns out that the Junzi Sword is also here" and "The Junzi Sword is very famous in the martial arts world"...
Murong Fu was also very surprised to meet Yue Buqun here. At this time, a man walked out of the crowd, came to Murong Fu and bowed his hands and said: "Please show mercy to me, sir. Why do you want to cause trouble to Wanmen?"
"
The person who came was none other than Yue Buqun. Yue Buqun had noticed that the young master had profound internal energy and excellent light skills, so he expected that his martial arts skills must be quite high. He had planned to just sit back and watch, but he was dragged out by Wan Zhenshan again.
As for the Huashan sect, they were treated well by Wan Zhenshan for several days. If they were forced to ignore it, they would definitely be ridiculed by people in the world.
Murong Fu looked at Yue Buqun slightly, and saw that he was wearing a gray and white gown, with an elegant face, and a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows, "Are you the gentleman Jian Yue Buqun?"
Yue Buqun said: "I am none other than Yue Buqun, but I dare not take the word "gentleman's sword" seriously."
The Huashan Sect in this world was originally the leading sect in the world decades ago, but twenty years ago the Sword and Qi War broke out.
The huge sect instantly split into the Qi Sect headed by Yue Buqun, the Sword Sect headed by Feng Buping, and the Yin Sect headed by Mu Renqing.
Murong Fu nodded slightly, thinking that in the original work, Yue Buqun spent his entire life trying to make the Huashan sect prosperous. He worked hard at all the agencies in his life, but at first he worked conscientiously and won the reputation of "The Gentleman's Sword" in the martial arts world.
Later, Yue Buqun was blinded by jealousy and felt that the prosperity of Huashan was hopeless. He practiced evil sword skills in his palace, and his character changed drastically.
Yue Buqun was angry. This young man is too arrogant. What do you mean by nodding your head? Do you agree that Yue should not be called a "gentleman's sword"?
However, his greatest strength is his ability to be patient, and his face is calm and calm, "I wonder what sect the young master is from, and what grudges he has against these ten thousand sects?"
Looking at Yue Buqun, Murong Fu couldn't help but think of Murong Fu in the original work. The experiences of the two people have many similarities. The world only knows that the times can create heroes, but they don't know that the times can also create villains.
For a moment, I couldn't help but sympathize with him, so I said, "My lord, Murong Fu, are Mr. Yue going to stand up for Wan Zhenshan?"
As soon as they heard the word "Murong Fu", everyone looked confused. They didn't know who Murong Fu was. However, Wan Zhenshan was relatively close to Gusu, so the first thing that came to mind was, "But the Murong family in Gusu?"