"What will you use to help me restore Yan?"
The gleam in Murong Fu's eyes was only a flash, and he thought to himself, "Could it be that this person is a prince? From Dali? Western Xia? Great Liao?"
In order to restore the Great Yan, Murong Fu had a deep understanding of the neighboring countries in the Central Plains.
As for these countries, several princes are well-informed about them.
To restore the Great Yan, the best way is to create a great chaos in the Central Plains, and then borrow an army to take advantage of the chaos and rise up!
"So you're saying that as long as I can help you restore the Great Yan, you'll be willing to take out the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?" Fang Chen's heart moved slightly, and if so, it might just work.
"Not bad! May I ask which country are you from?"
Murong Fu's expression became much more respectful when he heard Fang Chen say this.
For the sake of restoring his country, he is willing to do anything!
Of course, first give a part of the heart method of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, borrow to return the soldiers and horses to the country and then say, the last one will definitely be left to the end to decide whether to give or not.
"I'm no prince, but I can help you reclaim the Great Yan!" Fang Chen said confidently to Murong Fu.
He certainly has this confidence, as long as he is willing, unifying this world would be a piece of cake.
It's just a mere swallow.
"Oh? Really?"
Murong Fu's eyes flashed, if this person in front of him wasn't a prince, then he was just bragging.
No soldiers and horses, how can we recover our country?
Why don't you seize the Northern Profound Divine Technique instead? It's more practical!
Hmph!
A sword cry.
Murong Fu thought of this, stretched out his big hand, and a steel knife appeared in his hand. His body shape moved towards Fang Chen, the steel knife turned into thirty-six cold lights, covering him with murderous intent!
He decided to take down Beiming first and then talk.
"Murong Fu, since it's like that, then there's nothing more to say!" Fang Chen originally wanted to use the Rocket Flying Soldier to exchange for the Star Shift, of course, the gold for the Rocket Flying Soldier still had to be paid by Murong Fu. Who would have thought that this kid actually made a move directly?
"There are too many people who want to overthrow me and change the course of history, but they have all gone to see King Yama."
"Your body is very strong, I don't believe it, you're not hiding anything!"
"You're not a prince of a country, yet you want my Star-Transferring Fist; let me tell you, I also want your North-Ming Divine Skill!"
Murong Fu smiled slyly and his knife technique became fierce, directly slashing towards Fang Chen's lower body.
As a descendant of a martial arts family, Murong Fu clearly knew that people who practiced horizontal exercises generally had a covering door.
As long as we capture this person, disable his martial arts skills, and slowly interrogate him for the incantation of the North Ming Divine Art!
Boom!
Hmph!
Two men exchanged blows, and in the blink of an eye, fifty moves had passed. Fang Chen's body was strong and possessed the North Ming Divine Art, but he was at a disadvantage in terms of technique.
Murong Fu's moves were exquisite and varied, and Fang Chen's clothes were already like a beggar's tattered garment.
But his body indeed had no scars.
"Brother, press his Tailbone Hole and see!"
Murong Fu was at a loss for words in the face of his opponent's morning attack, and Wang Yu Yan hastily intervened to offer guidance.
At this moment, Murong Fu was also getting more and more frightened. The young man's martial arts were ordinary, but his horizontal training was extremely fierce.
He racked his brains but couldn't think of anyone with this name in Jianghu.
Murong Fu thought of this and didn't say another word. With a golden finger pointing out, he pointed at Fang Chen's Weizhong acupoint.
My sister-in-law may not have practiced martial arts, but she is very familiar with the world's martial arts. She said that this person's Taili acupoint should be correct.
"Open it for me!"
Fang Chen let out a loud roar and swung his fist, blocking Muyong Fu's finger.
However, the more Fang Chen resisted, the more Murong Fu felt that his cousin's advice was correct.
In an instant, the fingers were heavy with shadows, beckoning Fang Chen's tailbone hole.
"Wang Xiaoni, my brother has a good impression of you after watching the TV series, but it's not right for you to instruct your cousin to deal with me!" Fang Chen glanced at Wang Yuxuan and took advantage of the moment when he was exchanging blows with Murong Fu to throw a punch at Duan Yu who was watching from the side.
"Older brother Fang, you..."
Seeing Fang Chen take action against himself, Duan Yu was greatly shocked and subconsciously used the Lingbo Micro Step to dodge.
"This is exactly what I wanted!"
Fang Chen was overjoyed in his heart and took advantage of the opportunity to pounce on Wang Yu Yan, grasping her slender waist.
Soft and weak between the fingers, without bones.
"Ah!"
Wang Yuyan let out a cry of surprise, her clothes had been weakened by the strange poison 'Bei Su Qing Feng' and she was only half dressed, now being hugged by Fang Chen around her slender waist, her shirt slipped down, revealing a pink bra.
Elegant and slender chili sauce, faintly visible.
Fang Chen's heart couldn't help but skip a beat as he watched.
He is also a normal man, although he has traveled through so many worlds, but still hasn't met the right woman.
This does not mean he has no desire for that aspect.
"Brother Fang, you... are you letting go of Wang Gongzhu?" Duan Yu saw that Fang Chen had grabbed Wang Yuyan and his expression changed greatly.
He kept blaming himself, if he had blocked Fang Chen just now, wouldn't everything be fine?
Murong Fu stood there with a calm face, lost in thought.
"Let me go!"
Wang Yu Yan struggled with all her might, but how could she?
"You understand martial arts, it's simply a treasure trove of martial arts. How can we let you go?" Looking at Wang Yuyan, Fang Chen burst out laughing as he looked at Murong Fu, this sentence was meant for Murong Fu to hear.
"Murong Fu, isn't this Princess Wang your cousin? Hand over your Du Zhuan Xing Yi, and I'll release her immediately!"
Fang Chen hugged Wang Yu Yan's slender waist tightly and smiled.
"Wang Yuyan is my cousin, but if you think you can use her to coerce me into handing over the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, then you're wrong!" Upon hearing Fang Chen's words, Murong Fu's eyes flashed. "The Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is a treasured heirloom of our Great Yan! It cannot be easily given away!"
The young man in front of him has the North Ming Divine Art. If he had obtained this art himself, combined with the North Ming Divine Art, it would be like adding wings to a tiger!
As for my cousin, if it conflicts with national affairs, I will naturally put her aside.
"There's nothing we can do about it."
Fang Chen picked up Wang Yu Yan and backed away, hiding in the thicket.
If he were to fight Murong Fu again, he would be unable to subdue him. He decided to use rocket flying soldiers, Ni Ma, shoot you to death!
"Older male cousin!"
Wang Yuyan's eyes gradually dimmed as she found that Murong Fu was motionless, seemingly not having heard her words.
"Brother Fang, Brother Fang..."
Duan Yu followed behind Fang Chen, constantly speaking, but Fang Chen just rushed forward and didn't respond.
"You're not allowed to follow me, otherwise I'll kill him immediately!"
Fang Chen's five fingers spread open and pinched Wang Yu Yan's throat.
"Princess Wang, don't worry, I'll definitely find a chance to rescue you!" Duan Yu left, looking back three times with each step.
In the distance, Murong Fu's eyes were gloomy.
......
"Huh? What's that?"
Murong Fu stood in front of the collapsed mill, looking at the dark clouds drifting from the sky.
"Huh?"
As the dark clouds approached, Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat, what was this?
How can a monk fly in the sky?
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