Chapter 167 83. Take advantage of the sword god Zhuo Bufan

"Yes, Lingjiu Palace is simply vicious. This little master cannot be deceived by them!" The people next to him said. They heard Murong Fu say that Xie Ying was from Shaolin Temple, and their attitude immediately improved a lot.

"I don't quite understand the grudge between you both sides. After all, I am neither a god nor a Buddha. Without his means of understanding the mind, I cannot know who is wrong with Lingjiu Palace and everyone present."

Xie Ying's words are to be honest. It is really uncertain whether these thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands are decent. Whether they were punished by Lingjiu Palace for doing evil things, or were controlled by Lingjiu Palace for no reason. Xie Ying is really uncertain.

In the original book, the behavior of Lingjiu Palace is indeed domineering and ruthless, but the behavior of these sects during the Wanxian Conference was not considered decent. Moreover, when they wanted to resist Lingjiu Palace, they did not ask famous sects such as the Beggars' Sect and Shaolin Temple to help preside over justice, so they are very likely not a decent person.

In addition, Tianshan Tonglao said that she had a relationship with the Lingmen Master of Shaolin Temple, and that she rescued the women in Lingjiu Palace and raised them and taught martial arts. Therefore, Xie Ying still prefers Tianshan Tonglao as a person with excessive means but not bad nature.

Xie Ying paused and continued, "I owed Senior Tong Lao a favor before, and wanted to protect her when she lost her skills."

"It seems that Master Huiyin is intentionally fighting us! What about cousin, aren't you in Leigu Mountain? Why are you here in Lingjiu Palace?" Murong Fu asked Wang Yuyan next to Xie Ying.

"Cousin, Tianshan Tonglao is an elder of my master." Wang Yuyan said directly.

"Elder? Where did Yuyan come from? I haven't heard of it! Is it related to Mr. Congbian from Leigushan?" Murong Fu thought to himself.

"Young Master Duan, do you also want to be enemies with us?" Although Murong Fu had guessed Duan Yu's answer before asking, he still asked with a try attitude.

Although Zhuo Bufan was surprised, his hands were not slow. Since the scabbard was caught by the other party, he pulled the sword out of the scabbard, and he didn't care about the other party's unarmedness.

The two of them had a very fast move just now, and many people didn't see clearly, and only saw the sword light flashing. Murong Fu said, "It's the Bodhidharma sword technique. Although there are no sword moves, the sword technique is undoubtedly the Bodhidharma sword technique. He is worthy of being a disciple of Shaolin Temple."

Zhuo Bufan's sword did not come out of the sheath, but he just pointed his toes and flew to Xie Ying. The sword body was raised straight towards Xie Ying's face.

Wang Yuyan on the other side seemed to be unwilling to be the only one of Xie Ying's sword techniques to be exposed, so she also said: "The Zhou Gong sword used by Mr. Zhuo is the unique skill of the 'Yizihui Jianmen' in Jianyang, Fujian. Mr. Zhuo must be a master of the 'Yizihui Jianmen'."

Xie Ying also said, "I just used a few swords, and Mr. Murong can also tell that I was using the Bodhidharma sword technique? It seems that the Murong family secretly learned Shaolin skills and it is true!"

As soon as Xie Ying said this, Murong Fu's face suddenly became ugly. He stopped talking, but just looked at the two of them quietly.

Zhuo Bufan was also a little surprised when he heard Wang Yuyan telling her moves and origins, so he smiled and said, "This girl has such a good eye, and she can actually tell the name of her old sect and sword moves. It's rare, rare."

Zhuo Bufan showed surprise on his face, because although his sword had not been unsheathed, his true energy was attached to the scabbard. Although he could not cut the gold and jade, it was undoubtedly an ordinary sword, but the monk in front of him could actually grab it with his bare hands.

But seeing Wang Yuyan's appearance, Murong Fu knew that she would not come to help him. Although he did not want to be enemies with his cousin, the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands were a huge force. If he could control it, it would be a great help to restore his country.

"I'll do it first," Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

"Then let Mr. Zhuo let this little monk see the sharpness of the sword god first!" The others said loudly. They all came for the solution of the life and death talisman, and the others didn't care about their lives, even a monk from Shaolin Temple.

However, as soon as the fight was fought, Zhuo Bufan knew that Xie Ying was extraordinary, so he directly used his full strength.

Xie Ying naturally didn't care. He cut off the sword sheath down and cut off the sword that stabbed Zhuo Bufan at his waist. Then he sent it up and knocked off his sword blade.

He held the hilt of the sword again, then lifted up a breath of true energy. The green light on the sword became more powerful, stretching and contracting like a long snake. The green light was sucking and spitting on the sword, half a foot long.

Xie Ying looked at the two of them and guessed in her heart that this should be Zhuo Bufan and the Taoist Buping.

Zhuo Bufan smiled on his face, then stabbed Xie Ying's chest with a sword. Xie Ying just defeated him, which made him unable to use the third sword. Now he wants to fight back with a stronger move.

Zhuo Bufan's long sword trembled and buzzed. He saw a blue light flashing on his sword. The sword moved and pointed at three places around Xie Ying's waist, chest, and under his ribs.

This spear is not a rare move, it is just a flat spear, but it is extremely fast, has a great power, and looks a bit powerful.

Zhuo Bufan pulled out his sword, then slashed at Xie Ying with a sound, and saw several cold lights flashing one after another, covering Xie Ying's body.

But this seemed a bit ordinary to Xie Ying. He raised his hand and grabbed the sword sheath in his hand, and the sword body could no longer move forward.

Xie Ying used a lot of force this time. In order to resolve the force transmitted from the sword blade, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Brother Zhuo said it right. This person dared to stand in front of the Tianshan Tonglao and said that she wanted to keep her safe. I must have some skills. I want to see the skills of Shaolin Temple." A black-bearded Taoist holding a whisk next to him said with a smile.

Xie Ying was calm and held the scabbard in his hand, then lit the surrounding several times. These points were not casual, barely blocking Zhuo Bufan's sword path, preventing his sword moves from continuing to be used.

Everyone cheered in unison, saying that the Murong family is indeed the style of everyone and knows the unique skills of other schools.

Although Duan Yu hated force, he still stood on Wang Yuyan's side. But if he knew that he was standing opposite his fairy sister, he would not know what he would feel.

Seeing that Murong Fu wanted to persuade the people on the other side to "turn to the dark and turn to the light", Boss Wu said, "Mr. Murong, since they don't know how to politely, there is nothing to say. Let's do it now!"

"It should have been like this!" said a man in his fifties in his blue shirt. The man had a long beard and beautiful face, holding a long sword in his hand, and had an extraordinary demeanor.

Everyone on the field was shocked and said, "Sword Light, worthy of being the Sword God, has actually developed the Sword Light."

Sure enough, Duan Yu shook his head, "I think Master Huiyin is right, otherwise you should sit down and talk carefully, and don't use any weapons."

But the imagination is beautiful, and the reality is cruel. Xie Ying lifted the scabbard and instilled the true energy on it. Although he did not know how to use the sword light, the true energy attached to it should not be underestimated.

The sword light and the true qi offset each other, and the sword sheath and the sword blade slowly approached. It can be seen that compared with the sword light, Xie Ying's true qi consumed faster, but his true qi was continuous and he was not afraid of consumption at all.

As Xie Ying's true energy was consumed, Zhuo Bufan's sword light gradually weakened, and finally the green light disappeared completely, and then Zhuo Bufan's sword was inserted into the scabbard.

Xie Ying turned his wrist, then raised it upwards, and snatched the sword from Zhuo Bufan's hand.
Chapter completed!