In fact, this is indeed the case. Granny Jinhua came to the place where the fight was scheduled early. She wanted to make some traps. Unexpectedly, the Golden Retriever Lion King was also waiting here early. The two of them saw through each other's thoughts at a glance, and they both became angry.
, who cares whether they want to fight or not, they just start fighting.
Not long after, Murong Fu and Zhao Min came to the top of the mountain, and saw Xie Xun dancing the dragon-slaying knife into a black whirlwind, like a black dragon, circling around. It was very majestic, but Granny Jinhua was also good here, she exuded a...
With a light and strange internal force, her figure kept spinning around Xie Xun. As long as Xie Xun had a slight gap or a flaw, she would hit it with a stick.
But as soon as Xie Xun made a counterattack, she immediately turned around and retreated. Her movements were so weird that she seemed like a ghost in the mountains, flickering and appearing, but Xie Xun couldn't do anything about her.
Xie Xun has been blind for many years. Although the attack range of the dragon-slaying knife is wide, it is ultimately limited. Grandma Jinhua used this as a breakthrough and only harassed him within a few feet, waiting for opportunities to strike.
Even though Granny Jinhua's moves are weird and fancy, her strength is not as good as Xie Xun's. As long as she receives one blow, she will definitely be seriously injured.
For a time, both of them used each other's weaknesses as their winning points, and they were evenly matched.
"Mr. Murong, who do you think will win?" Zhao Min leaned close to Murong Fu's ear and asked in a low voice.
"It's impossible to predict. The two people's martial arts have their own merits, but..." Murong Fu said, suddenly turned his head and glanced at the hidden jungle in the southeast, and said pointedly, "If someone takes action against this person,
If we help each other, the other side will definitely lose."
There was a strong aura in the jungle in the southeast, and I guess it was Zhang Wuji.
"Then who are you going to help?" Zhao Min rolled his eyes and asked.
"No!" Murong Fu shook his head, "We won't help anyone. We are just watching the show."
Murong Fu watched with interest for a while, then moved his gaze to a rock not far away. There lay a rather delicate body, but it was Zhu'er.
Murong Fu's heart moved and he walked over.
"Little girl, who hurt you? How could you be so cruel?" Murong Fu came closer and saw that half of Zhu'er's face was extremely pale, her body was limp, and all the bones in her body were broken.
He is really ruthless and decisive.
At this time, Zhu'er could only move her eyes. She turned her eyes slightly and saw it was Murong Fu. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She could only breathe in and no breath came out.
"No need to ask. Among the people on this mountain, either Grandma Jinhua or the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun," Zhao Min also walked over and said quietly, then changed the subject, "But at this moment, Grandma Jinhua
I definitely won’t cut off my arm to help, it should be the Golden Retriever Lion King who takes action.”
Murong Fu shook his head, noncommittal. Of course it was impossible for Grandma Jinhua to cut off her own arm to help, but what if it was the other party's help? Zhu'er was deeply in love with Zhang Wuji, and it was not impossible for him to switch sides in the face of battle.
But now was not the time to worry about who was going to hurt her. Murong Fu frowned and looked at Zhu'er for a while, and finally sighed slightly, reached out and inserted a piece of true energy into her chest to protect her heart for the time being.
Whether she can survive after that depends on herself.
It's not that Murong Fu can't be saved, it's just that it consumes too much energy. In normal times, it's okay to spend some real energy, but at this moment, the situation on the island is changing rapidly, but he is unwilling to waste his energy. After all, he and Zhu'er are not related, so they
He didn't even say a word.
Zhao Min seemed to see what Murong Fu was thinking, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
"Brother Xie, you deceived me so hard. Although you don't have a pair of masks, your martial arts have obviously improved greatly. You should have gained a lot from meditating on the Dragon Sword in these years." Granny Jinhua suddenly walked around.
He spoke loudly.
Her body was moving very fast, and her words came from all directions, making it difficult to distinguish her specific location.
"Mrs. Han is not weak either. Even Master Yang of the year praised your body skills. I am afraid that only Fourth Brother Wei can compete with you." Xie Xun's loud voice sounded, both in tone and breath.
, all spoke as if they were normal, which shows that his inner strength is also very deep.
"I think back then, the four great guardian Dharma kings of Mingjiao were the best in the world in martial arts, and the four of them together were even more impressive. What a sight it was." Granny Jinhua said with a hint of emotion.
As he spoke, the dragon-headed stick in his right hand moved to the right, but his left hand secretly prepared the force and struck out from the left with a light palm.
"In contrast, Xie misses the days of being loyal to Jinlan and loving each other even more." As Xie Xun spoke, he used the move "Returning Heavenly Wind" and drew the dragon-slaying knife from the upper right to the lower left, just blocking it.
Grandma Jinhua’s stick and palm.
"Since Third Brother has this intention, why don't we join forces to come back to the world and make a big fuss in the world and stir up troubles." Granny Jinhua said unhurriedly, changing her moves again and again, always looking for Xie Xun
of flaws.
"Making trouble in the world? Haha, if Xie was ten years younger, he might still have this intention, but now I don't know how many of those old brothers from the Ming Cult are still alive, but I don't have extravagant thoughts about returning to the world. I just hope that I can find
Return to Wuji, my child, and die with peace of mind." Xie Xun laughed wildly and said with a slightly sad tone.
The two of them were talking to each other, as if they were having a normal conversation, but they didn't give an inch in the moves they made, and their moves were all sharp, ruthless, and deadly.
"You are wrong. The second brother Yin and the fourth brother Wei are both at Guangmingding now. I heard that even Yang Xiao has returned to the world. Wusan people, Five Elements Flags, etc. are all going to Guangmingding." Jinhua
The mother-in-law smiled.
"Oh?" Xie Xun suddenly frowned. You must know that Mingjiao has always had an unwritten rule, that is, if no big event happens, disciples from all directions are not allowed to gather at Guangmingding. These disciples from all directions are referring to the Five Elements.
The banner disciple immediately asked in a deep voice, "What else do you know? What happened on Guangmingding?"
Grandma Jinhua seemed to deliberately disturb Xie Xun's mind, and immediately said, "I heard that Master Miejie gathered six famous sects, including Shaolin and Wudang, to encircle Guangmingding."
"What!" Xie Xun was immediately shocked. He couldn't help but slow down for a moment. With a "bang", Granny Jinhua hit his shoulder with a stick.
Teng Teng Teng, Xie Xun took a few steps back, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out. But when he heard the strong wind in front of him, he waved his hands hurriedly and said, "Mrs. Han, let's stop fighting for now. I have something to ask you."
"Huh!" Granny Jinhua snorted coldly. She didn't stop at all with the moves in her hand. She raised her hand and struck out with a palm, saying, "Whatever you want to ask, just ask me. I don't have time to fight with you."
.”
She naturally felt that as long as she released a little bit of news that the Mingjiao was under siege, Xie Xun's mind would be shaken, and flaws would inevitably be revealed in his moves, which would be a wonderful move.
"Poof", Xie Xun was caught off guard and received another slap on the chest. He immediately flipped the dragon-slaying knife in his hand and slashed it out with his backhand.
Grandma Jinhua immediately stepped back, but she was still injured by the sword energy. A cut was made on her arm, her sleeves were torn open, and a trace of skin as white as jade was exposed.
"The six major sects besieging Guangmingding is no small matter. Madam Han, did you go to help? What happened to the Mingjiao later?" Xie Xun didn't care about anything else. After he succeeded in one attack, he did not pursue, but asked eagerly.
"Humph, what does the life and death of the Ming Cult have to do with the old lady? The old lady went to Guangmingding this time, just to save her apprentice and then came back. She didn't know what happened next." Granny Jinhua said in a very indifferent tone.
"Madame Han!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Min's face was both surprised and expected, "She is actually the purple-robed Dragon King of the Ming Cult!"
Zhang Wuji, who was hiding in the grass, was shocked. As the leader of the Ming Cult, he only knew the name of the Purple-Shirt Dragon King but did not know his identity. In the past, no one had ever mentioned the Purple-Shirt Dragon King in the religion.
I didn't expect that it would be Granny Jinhua who couldn't be beaten with eight poles.
Murong Fu just smiled lightly without any surprise.
"Humph, what kind of protector of the Dharma? The old woman has already left her home to teach. At that time, only my foster father and you were the only ones who cared for me. As for how other people treated me, you have forgotten, but the old woman remembers it very clearly."
Granny Jinhua seemed to have been hit in a sore spot, and for a moment, her tone became sharp and filled with resentment.
"Alas!" Xie Xun sighed slightly, "You are too narrow-minded."
"You are a man, so naturally you have a broad mind. As a woman, I will only remember small favors and grudges. No matter who is good to me or who is not good to me, I will remember it for the rest of my life!" Granny Jinhua said unceremoniously.
shot back.
"Mrs. Han, my sword is taboo on your name. If you just give up, we will still be the same as before. How about brother and sister treating each other?" Xie Xun said with a deep meaning as he held the sword across his chest.
Granny Jinhua didn't take it seriously at first, but her expression suddenly froze. Then she remembered that the weapon in Xie Xun's hand was a dragon-slaying knife, and she was known as the Dragon King in Purple Shirt. Wasn't this a taboo?
People in the world have always believed in this. For a moment, Granny Jinhua felt awe-inspiring, but it was impossible for her to give up the dragon-slaying knife. She was about to put her cane on the ground and said, "Then let's see if it's your dragon-slaying knife."
The knife will kill me first, but my lion-killing staff will kill you, the blind lion, first."
Xie Xun said no more, stepped out suddenly, and slashed out with a knife.
At the same time, there was a sudden sound of wind from all sides, and the air waves rolled, and faintly gathered into a sword energy that was five to six feet long, and struck down at Granny Jinhua.
Granny Jinhua felt that her breathing was heavy and her body was stagnant. It was quite difficult for her to move her body. She thought that even if she could avoid her vital points, she would still be injured by the sword energy.
With a thought in his heart, he immediately pointed the dragon-head crutch straight at Xie Xun's chest, then flicked his wrist and slapped the dragon's head three times in a row.