Duan Nuxia who has the throne [Comprehensive martial arts]

"Bang—robbing the civilian man!"

The table was slapped hard.

Duan Yu was taken aback, is her voice that loud?

Oh, not her.

All eyes, because of this, converged on that dark, strong and tall old woman.

The old monk on the horse, ignoring the pursuers behind him, sneered, "What an ugly old woman."

Before the words fell, a long knife was shaken out from his waist. The soft knife seemed to be shaken by him, like a poisonous snake. For some reason, the blade turned into a pale blood-colored halo in the shaking, as if it hadn't been full of blood .

The old monk placed Duan Yu and Hua Manlou there, without looking at them, he flew up, swung the blade, and slashed at Yang Buhui.

Almost at the same time Yang Buhui pulled out the sword from the frame, and when it met the blood knife, there was a jingling sound, a sword that cut iron like mud was chopped into two sections.

Seeing that he was about to be slashed in the front door by the blood knife, Zhou Zhi, who was closer, also had a long sword in his hand at this time, and stabbed out with a sword. At the same time, the vehicle opened, and a claw clawed towards the old monk.

The old monk stepped back half a step, and changed from chopping to sweeping. Han Zhao saw the gap and pulled Yang Buhui back.

The old monk chuckled, and slashed at the frame with a bloody knife, "What a beautiful lady, I just snatched a husband for my little disciple, and the old monk just happens to be able to get a wife."

He had just finished speaking when Zhang Wuji had already slapped him.

Zhang Wuji's palm was not fast, but it was peaceful and impartial, but the old monk who was still calm just now suddenly changed his expression, he swung his knife cautiously and avoided it, and did not confront her head-on.

"Which family is this hero, Lao He has never seen it in Jianghu?" The old monk narrowed his evil eyes.

Zhang Wuji didn't answer, just slapped out one palm after another, Yang Buhui and the others also went up to help. .

"There are so many you haven't seen before!" Yang Buhui said, although his sword was broken, he still knew how to use palms, "We will teach—"

"Grandma, have you ever fainted?" Han Zhao quickly reminded him.

Yang Buhui immediately understood the slip of the tongue, and kept silent.

Due to the shadow of the previous team battle, Duan Yu was a little late, but after Zhang Wuji slapped him, he realized that her internal strength was really quite powerful, and obviously there was no problem in beating the old monk.

She turned on the system and waited -

Hey, where is the evildoer!

Zhang Wuji is also ssr+, and she also has +?

This is why!

"The permission is not enabled, please the host to explore by himself." The familiar baby voice sounded.

... Duan Yu was too lazy to complain about this answer.

On the other side, Hua Manlou brought over another horse carrying two people.

That little monk...ah, no, it's a nun, this bald nun, because of her rough and square appearance, Duan Yu just lost his eyes and misjudged her gender.

The little nun was led by Hua Manlou, but she didn't resist. She only held the rein tightly with both hands, and looked at them with nervousness and fear.

Duan Yu just used the system to observe Zhang Wuji just now, and at this moment he glanced at this unknown nun by the way, and her eyes suddenly widened——

ssr+?

This little nun is actually ssr+?

Why is her internal strength so high?Why is the blood bar so long?

Are these other values ​​too low?What kind of martial arts is this?

Could it be the diamond-covered iron cloth shirt of Shaolin Temple that I practiced?

Nuns also learn Shaolin martial arts?

Hua Manlou helped the young man who was lying on the horse down, and unlocked the acupuncture points for him.

"Thanks to this young hero for saving me," said the young man who got off the horse, straightened his clothes, bowed and bowed to Huamanlou to salute.

Although his face was filthy, he was obviously well-educated, and his posture and movements were polite and personable.

"You're welcome," Hua Manlou smiled, reaching out to help him up.

The young man straightened up, the first thing he did was turn around and punch the nun who was still sitting on the horse.

The nun obviously had profound internal strength, but she was hit by a punch, and fell sideways without any reaction.

Hua Manlou, who was standing next to her, quickly reached out to support her, "Miss, be careful." Then he blocked the young man's punch for her, and gently placed her on the stool next to her.

"Get out of the way, young man," the young man raised his fists, "They are the villains of the Blood Sword Sect. They commit all kinds of crimes and kill people like hemp. I was caught and insulted by them because of my poor martial arts. I must avenge this!"

Because he was rescued by Huamanlou just now, although the young man hated him, he still had the patience to explain.

"I...I don't." The nun stammered, "I...I'm not."

She looked at Huamanlou, then at Duan Yu, her face was filled with fear, but hope was involuntarily revealed in her eyes.

"Obviously someone saw your daughter-in-law kill the young master of the Guan family, and you still don't admit it?" the young man shouted angrily.

"I don't, it's not me." The nun waved her hands repeatedly.

At this time, there was only a sound of a sword piercing, and the old monk who was hit by Zhang Wuji's palm was pierced in the chest by Zhou Zhi's sword, and fell on his back.

The nun suddenly opened her eyes wide, and after a while, seeing that the monk hadn't gotten up, she let out a heavy breath.

"I'm really not." She looked at the young man and reiterated again.

"Not what?" Yang Buhui swaggered over.

Behind him, Zhou Zhi frowned, shaking off the blood from the sword.

"Cousin, cousin," came a clear female voice following a series of horseshoes, "how are you?"

"I'm fine," the young man said loudly.

In just a moment, a dozen or so martial artists galloped over on horseback.

A girl in blue jumped off the horse, and threw herself into the young man's arms regardless, "Cousin, I'm going to be scared to death, I'm going to be scared to death by you."

The young man immediately embraced her with pity on his face, "I'm fine, I'm worrying you."

"Sheng'er," another middle-aged man quickly dismounted and came over, "Are you alright?"

The young man hurriedly said, "Daddy, I'm fine, it's all... They saved me, they killed the ancestor of Xuedao, and they also captured the Xuedao disciple."

This group of people, master or master, servant or servant, that beautiful young lady just stared coldly at the little man in servant's clothes, but in terms of martial arts, that little man had the best martial arts, but his It doesn't look like a person in charge.

Young people really don't know who to talk to.

His father was more straightforward than him, with a glance, he walked up to Duan Yu, "In Xiashuidai, thank you son for saving my son today."

He was a good-looking old man, with a strong build, except that his beard was all white.

Duan Yu was a little embarrassed.

She was the only one who didn't say a word and didn't make a move during the whole process, but Yin Li, who played the role of the lady, was not very suitable for dealing with these people.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Duan Yu could only smile with a toothache.

"Are you the Water Warrior of 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water'?" Han Zhao greeted with a smile.

Disappointed?

Duan Yu was a little surprised that someone with such a name would not be afraid of being single... By the way, this one has a son, so he is no longer a bachelor.

"Exactly." Although facing an ugly girl, Shui Dai was still very polite, "I don't know how you guys will deal with this person from the Blood Sword Sect?"

At this time Duan Yu has already found out that something is wrong, but he is hesitant in his heart whether to save people or not.

She doesn't want to make extravagance.

"At this moment, there may be something hidden," Hua Manlou said, not knowing if he sensed Duan Yu's hesitation, "It's better to ask clearly."

The blue-shirted girl glared at the nun with hatred, as if she had a deep hatred, "What is there to hide, this person is a member of the Blood Sword Sect, and he does all kinds of evil on weekdays, are you her accomplices?"

As soon as she said this, the group of people who came with her felt a little commotion.

"Who knows what kind of blood knife sect?" Yang Buhui quit immediately, "You little girl, you just open your mouth to label people, you are a little... I am a vegetarian?"

Duan Yu glanced at him faintly, it seems that Yang Zuoshi's family did not abide by their Mingjiao prohibition.

"I don't know if the young master can hand over this person to us." At this time, a thin old knight-errant said.

His words implied internal strength, quite imposing, and implied coercion. Duan Yu frowned immediately, but before she could speak, Han Zhao had already stepped forward and said, "Could this be Hero Lu, the leader of the fallen flowers and flowing water?"

"The old man is right." The old chivalrous man said.

"Lu Daxia, a contemporary hero, naturally understands the rules of the world. We saved Mr. Shui, and we killed the people from the Xuedaomen. This matter, our son, is in our own hands. It may be inappropriate for Mr. Lu to act on his behalf. If it spreads, it will damage his reputation. I think you would never do that." Han Zhao slightly lowered his head and said respectfully.

Duan Yu would be very annoyed when he was connoted by Han Zhao. If it wasn't for Zhang Wuji, he would have punched him into the ground and couldn't pull him out. Cool.

"Okay, you really want to protect this witch." The girl in blue triplet jumped, and her title has changed from now on to a witch.

"It is true that we met by chance, but since you don't believe me, let's ask her now." Of course they can beat these people, but as far as the blue clothes are concerned, she is worried that the other party will spread rumors.

Duan Yu had no choice but to let go of his worries, and looked at the nun, "I'll ask you a few questions, girl, can you answer them honestly?"

The nun nodded fiercely, her eyes immediately moistened, "I'm telling the truth, really, please believe me, my lord."

It was only then that Duan Yu noticed that although she looked ordinary, her facial features were actually very regular, especially her eyes, which were extraordinarily clear, as if they were shining in the sun.

"Okay," Duan Yu nodded, "What's your name?"

"Di Yun, my name is Di Yun." The nun said.

"Are you from the Blood Knife Sect?" Duan Yu asked again.

"I'm not from the Blood Knife Sect, and I'm not a nun either."

"You're talking nonsense." Shui Sheng almost jumped up.

"I didn't," said the nun...no, Di Yun said, "I just wanted to take refuge."

"Then why did you shave your head and still wear Xuedaomen's clothes?" Shui Sheng said, "You still... you still intend to insult me!"

"I...I...I'm really not, I don't." Di Yun said awkwardly, because Shui Sheng asked him several questions in one breath, he was a little unable to answer.

Duan Yu has always believed that men and women are equal, so on this issue, she didn't think there was anything wrong with Shui Sheng's insult.

However, seeing that Di Yun was sweating profusely, she calmed down and said, "Master Shui, it's not time to ask questions yet, please wait a while for me to finish asking, are you talking?"

When Shui Sheng was seen by her, for some reason, her heart skipped a beat and she was speechless.

Next, Duan Yu asked Di Yun's basic information next to each other. He knew that she had no father or mother since she was a child, and was raised by her master. She also had a senior brother who was married. As for the Huasheng nun, she also made it very clear. In the ruined temple, I met Nun Baoxiang, another powerful person in Xuedaomen. She was afraid of being killed by her, so she changed her appearance. Later, she took the opportunity to kill Baoxiang, but because her clothes were torn, she wore Baoxiang. Xiang's clothes, and was misunderstood as a member of the Xuedaomen.

Duan Yu believed it.

Di Yun's martial arts is only one level lower than the old monk just now. If she is from Shaolin Temple, it is more likely than the so-called Xuedaomen.

"You're talking nonsense." Shui Sheng jumped up.

"I'm really telling the truth." Di Yun didn't even look at him, just staring at Duan Yu.

"We all believe in you." Hua Manlou said compassionately and gently.

"Is it true, as long as you go to that temple and have a look, you will know?" Yang Buhui said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Then what should you do if you run away?" the girl in blue asked.

"I'll bring this little nun... No, Miss Di Yun, with you guys, it's all right."

As soon as Yang Buhui said this, even Duan Yu couldn't help but look sideways at him, let alone the other side.

The author has something to say: Although they are noisy when they are noisy, in general, they are all good people. Of course, the four of them together are not as good as Huahua~