Zongwu: Give you a chance and get a 10,000 times critical hit return!

He softened his tone and said, "You are naturally different from them. They are just two slaves!"

"Haha, in my eyes, there is no difference! There is no point in saying more, just take action!" Wang Yuyan said disappointedly.

"Okay, I'll ask Wang Daxiantian for his tricks!"

Murong Fu was extremely fast, floating towards Wang Yuyan like a ghost.

"Huh? What kind of Kung Fu is this?" Mrs. Wang was surprised.

Wang Yuyan frowned. "The Manual of the Sword of Exorcism"? !

She immediately performed the "Lingbo Weibu" and flashed on the spot, leaving a trail of afterimages, faster than Murong Fu.

Then, she pressed down lightly with her palm.

The small hand like white jade appeared in front of Murong Fu in an instant, silently and without any worldly airs, "Yin Shen Palm"!

"what?"

Murong Fu was horrified, and hurriedly used "The Change of Stars", but he could not move the palm.

Bang!

With a thunderous sound, Murong Fu spat out blood and flew backwards.

Chapter 81: Wang Yuyan’s growth and majesty, Murong Fu was furious!

Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu compete.

Mrs. Wang, Deng Baichuan and others watched intently. This kind of fight that involved the innate level was extremely rare.

Murong Fu's figure was like a ghost, and he used martial arts that they had never seen before.

Wang Yuyan was not to be outdone. Dozens of afterimages appeared as she swayed, swirling around, making it impossible to tell which was real and which was fake.

Gong Zhiqian thought: "Although Miss Wang is a congenital, she has only been practicing martial arts for a short time, while Master has been practicing for more than ten years and has more experience."

Deng Baichuan sighed secretly: "It's a pity that the young master has neglected his martial arts because he was distracted by the restoration of his country."

Human energy is limited. Murong Fu practiced martial arts hard since he was young and became famous in Jiangnan when he was a teenager.

But after that, Murong Fu began to take over family affairs and ran around everywhere, and his time for practicing martial arts was greatly reduced.

Only recently did Murong Fu pick up martial arts again and open up his Ren and Du meridians.

"I don't know where Murong Fu learned these strange martial arts. I hope Yuyan won't be affected by them." Mrs. Wang was worried.

Just when they had different thoughts.

next moment.

Bang!

There was a thunderous explosion.

Immediately, a figure flew out.

But Murong Fu fell heavily to the ground, covered his chest and spit out blood.

"Son!"

"Master!"

The four family generals were shocked.

It’s a little late to say, but the fight between Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan was just a blink of an eye.

The two sides only exchanged one move.

Murong Fu, can’t even take one move?

The afterimages are restored one by one.

Compared to the strange changes in "The Legend of Fuyao".

Wang Yuyan still prefers the agility of "Lingbo Weibu".

When she fights with others, she usually counters their moves, calculating her opponent's psychology and the flaws in their moves, and responding to changes with the same strategy.

In this way, "Lingbo Weibu", which also requires some calculations, can be perfectly integrated into her actual combat skills.

She stood up after finishing her training, her white clothes fluttering, her black hair dancing lightly, her eyes like water, misty as if covered, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

She still had one hand behind her back, her face was plain and her eyes were cold. Her temperament was as clear as the first snow, and she was so beautiful that she shocked the whole audience.

"Is this really my daughter?"

Mrs. Wang was excited and muttered to herself.

"Son!"

The four family generals woke up as if from a dream, and ran over together to support Murong Fu.

I saw him spit out blood several times.

Feng Bo'e turned around and glared at Wang Yuyan, saying, "Humph, Miss Wang, even if you don't care about our old friendship, you wouldn't do such a heavy thing, right?"

Wang Yuyan said coldly: "Your young master is just not good at learning martial arts. No matter what martial arts he learns but does not practice, or practices but does not purify, he is no different from a mere showman."

She had warned Murong Fu before that instead of searching for martial arts from other schools, it would be better to practice the family martial arts to perfection first.

Unfortunately, Murong Fu didn't listen, thinking that he should learn from all schools of thought first in order to conform to the concept of "returning the favor in their own way".

He learned a little from the Beggars' Sect and a little from Shaolin, and practiced a lot, but it was all just entry-level skills.

Moreover, what they practiced were only fragments.

Murong Fu believed that martial arts were created by predecessors, so he could do it too.

Although Wang Yuyan was familiar with various martial arts, she never practiced them blindly.

She always takes "Xiao Wuxiang Gong" and "Sunflower Manual" as the foundation, and supplements them with other martial arts such as "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi".

Her understanding of martial arts enables her to quickly reach a high level of success when practicing martial arts, and then draw inferences from what she has learned and integrate it into her own practice.

She now said that Murong Fu was a show-off, and was a little angry at him for not fighting back. If he had listened to her, why couldn't he be unable to take a single blow?

Murong Fu couldn't even take her palm, let alone Zhao Wuxian. Could he be killed with just one finger?

Wang Yuyan was very clear about Zhao Wuxian’s strength, which was increasing every day, and even she felt shocked and unbelievable.

Don’t underestimate them, they are both in the innate realm.

Wang Yuyan felt that she was like a tributary of Lake Tai, while Zhao Wuxian was the entire Lake Tai, completely crushing her.

However, Wang Yuyan's words made Murong Fu and the four family generals feel uncomfortable.

Loyalty is offensive.

The most irritable Feng Bo'e was so angry that he drew his knife and said, "Okay, Miss Wang, I'll ask for your advice!"

Wang Yuyan glanced at him and said, "Fourth Brother Feng, I have read your "Chaos Cloak Sword Technique" a long time ago. I know every move and every flaw in it. But you know nothing about me. How can you win?"

"Whether you win or not, you won't know until you fight!"

Feng Bo yelled evilly, and he rushed up like a gust of evil wind. The knife swirled around his body, creating a gust of wind and covering Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan sucked with her jade hand, and a piece of dead wood that had fallen on the ground flew into her palm and floated forward.

"Your sword technique has thirty-six moves, but unfortunately only six of them are considered exquisite. The remaining thirty are all rubbish."

As Wang Yuyan spoke, the dead tree stabbed out like a sword, making Feng Bo'e feel like he couldn't defend himself and had no way of avoiding it.

puff!

The dead tree touched his body, and a flower of blood burst out. With overwhelming force, the evil wind and waves were sent flying back.

"Fourth Brother Feng!"

Bao Bu Tong was angry and stepped forward, saying, "I want to ask for your advice!"

"stop!"

There was a sound of drinking.

Bao Bu Tong turned around and said, "Master!?"

"Step aside!"

Murong Fu struggled to push them apart, his hair disheveled, and he managed to stand up, staring at Wang Yuyan, his teeth bleeding.

"Good, good, good!"

Murong Fu spoke each word with pause, anger and hatred mixed in with his heart, his heart surging like a raging wave.

Today, Wang Yuyan completely shattered his self-esteem and slapped him in the face one slap after another.

Even in the martial arts world, Murong Fu had never suffered such humiliation.

Wang Yuyan sighed in her heart and said, "Cousin Murong, if you say something nice about Ah Zhu and Ah Bi, I won't..."

"Humph! How to deal with these two slaves is my Murong family's business. I will just send them to a brothel, and there is no need for Wang Daxiantian to care!"

Murong Fu snorted coldly and said, "Murong Fu is not as skilled as others today, so I admit defeat."

scoff!

He tore off a piece of his sleeve and threw it on the ground.

"Since you want to lick Zhao Wuxian, you are the enemy of my Murong family."

"From now on, our two families will be like this, severing all ties and having no further contact!"

Say it!

Murong Fu pushed away the support of Gong Zhiqian and Deng Baichuan, and walked out trembling with cold.

"Sir?"

The four family generals hurriedly followed.

Wang Yuyan watched them leave, not knowing what to say for a moment, and sighed.

She actually expected this to happen.

"My dear daughter, ignore them."