Xiao Jian was taken aback in vain, the meaning of Huang Yaoshi's words was already self-evident.

Sure enough, the next moment, a neutral voice sounded.

"Trespass into my city and kill my general, could it be that the warriors of the Central Plains deceived me and there was no one in Mongolia?"

Xiao Jian turned his head to look at the front on the right, under the moon, two figures walked out of the lush bushes one after the other, slowly approaching their master and apprentice, and finally stopped four or five zhang in front of them.

With the faint moonlight, Xiao Jian vaguely saw the appearance of the two of them.

The former is middle-aged, dressed as a monk from the Western Regions, with a tall and straight posture, and his smooth head is slightly sunken, like a saucer.

Behind the monk was a strong man who was even taller than him, the age of a young man, somewhat similar in appearance to Balu, holding a thick and heavy golden pestle.

It is worth noting that the strong man's eyes are staring at Xiao Jian, as if with monstrous hatred.

Seeing the appearance of the two, Xiao Jian sighed in his heart.

"It can't be them, right? I ran into ...... so quickly."

He noticed the strong man's eyes that were about to breathe fire, and secretly wondered in his heart: Could it be that he and Balu are brothers......

The monk and the strong man are like the two people in their memory.

King of the Golden Wheel

Darba

While thinking about it, Huang Yaoshi spoke.

"So what?"

At this time, he finally showed his "proud" side, with a completely "I just killed, what can you do with me", and he was too lazy to talk to the other party.

Although he verbally despised it, Huang Yaoshi did not underestimate this monk's mind.

He has been in the world for many years, and he has heard that "the more you practice the martial arts of Buddhism in the Western Regions, the more you practice to the advanced realm, the door of your brain will gradually dent."

Judging from the appearance of this monk, it is obvious that his cultivation has reached the end of his life.

At least the [Innate] Grandmaster Realm!

If it was a normal day, he was naturally not afraid of this person.

But now it is different from the past, they are within the strength of Mongolia, and since the other party has come, their whereabouts must have been exposed.

At the same time, Xiao Jian was wounded again, and once the battle entered a stalemate, the Mongol army was likely to rush to hear the news.

When it comes to quick fixes.

Huang Yaoshi quickly had an idea in his heart, and said in a low voice: "You find a way to get out yourself, and I will try to drag these two people." ”

He regards Xiao Jian as the heir to the mantle, and his lifelong wish must be fulfilled by him, and he must not fold it here in vain.

"How can this be?"

Xiao Jian frowned, he couldn't do this kind of behavior of running for his life alone.

Huang Yaoshi said coldly: "When the interruption continues, it will be chaotic!" ”

On the other side, the King of the Golden Wheel also saw that Xiao Jian was injured, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand unscrupulously and pointed at Xiao Jian.

"This man is wounded, kill him and avenge your brother!"

"Yes, Master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Darba holding up the golden pestle and roaring angrily towards Xiao Jian.

Huang Yaoshi's face changed, and he was about to make an interception, but the Golden Wheel Dharma King attacked him at this time.

Several black shadows flew towards Huang Yaoshi with lightning speed, flickering with cold light under the illumination of the moonlight.

Huang Yaoshi sighed in his heart, the enemy was present, but he was powerless to help.

[Whether it's a blessing or a curse is up to you. 】

He thought in his heart, but his action was not slow at all, and his thin palm waved quickly, leaving behind the afterimage of the Dao.

A surging palm power surged out, fluttering with the fierceness of sword intent, and the menacing flying blade stopped in mid-air.

The King of the Golden Wheel took advantage of the situation and opposed Huang Yaoshi, with the two of them as the center, and an internal magnetic field was formed in vain.

Rumble!

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, fallen leaves flew, and the two fought together.

At the same time, Xiao Jian also handed over to Darba.

Although he is [mallet], he also knows that he has injuries on his body at this time, and it is not appropriate to fight with the other party.

So he made a false move to avoid the opponent's momentum, and at the same time flicked his fingers, counterattacked with [snap of his fingers], turning passive into active.

Although Darba was mentally incomplete, he was obviously much more experienced in combat than his brother, so he instinctively turned his head to avoid this move and continued to swing the golden pestle to kill Xiao Jian.

"Dangdangdang......"

Qingfeng and the golden pestle collided one after another, bursting out with sparks.

Xiao Jian retreated violently, his expression solemn.

Tantra's martial arts were really strong, and he was forced to take the opponent's moves, causing the wound to burst and bleed, and now it was very difficult to even draw a sword.

Yu Guang glanced in the direction of Huang Yaoshi, and his heart couldn't help but settle down a little.

Xu was because of the time node, although the Golden Wheel Dharma King at this time already had the skills of the five absolute levels, his experience was still much worse, and he was quickly suppressed by Huang Yaoshi.

Now it seems that his existence is indeed a burden......

Xiao Jian had the intention of retreating in his heart, but he still didn't want Huang Yaoshi to fight one against two, so he fought and retreated, leading Darba away from Huang Yaoshi and the others.

After Xiao Jian broke away from Huang Yaoshi and the two of them for about twenty zhang, he suddenly had a plan, collected the sword and hid it behind him, and said with a stiff face: "Bastard, you dare to commit the next offense?" ”

Darba was stunned, his movements couldn't help but stop, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "What did you say? ”

Xiao Jian said in a deep voice: "Your brother actually dares to commit a crime of bullying [our] master, as a senior brother, I clean the door for the master, do you also want to learn from him?" ”

He was thinking about the scene in the original book where Yang Guo was mistaken for a disciple of the Golden Wheel, so he learned from him, planning to use this to surrender without a fight.

Xiao Jian seemed to see the wonderful expression of the Golden Wheel Dharma King afterwards, and chuckled.

However......

"You killed my brother, and you dare to pretend to be my senior brother!"

Darba felt that his IQ had been insulted, and his anger rose a little more, and he held the golden pestle towards Xiao Jian and killed him head-on, and his pace fell apart!

？？？

Xiao Jian's eyes are full of question marks, the script is wrong!

Shouldn't you bow down?

What went wrong......

But at this time, he was no longer allowed to think about it, and Darba had already killed him.

Xiao Jian immediately displayed the [Jade Flute Sword Technique] and entangled with the other party with the "sticky" meaning in the sword technique.

But even if he has restrained his internal forces very much, the injuries on his body will inevitably worsen.

"You dare to make a move on Senior Brother?"

Xiao Jian still didn't give up, and wanted to repeat the old tricks.

"Phew, my senior brother is much better looking than you."

"It's too dark for you to see clearly......"

"My senior brother is on the grassland at this time, are you a fool to me?"

…… Xiao Jian finally understood what the problem was, the senior brother of this thing was not dead at this time!

It turns out that what a fool hates most is that others treat him as a fool.

Darba's hatred for Xiao Jian at this time has reached the extreme, and his moves are becoming more and more fierce, and there is a vague tendency to [break through softness with rigidity].

He is much older than Xiao Jian, and he is in an advantage in terms of internal strength.

In addition, Xiao Jian was seriously injured, and he was defeated for a while.

Xiao Jian fought and retreated, constantly thinking about countermeasures.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a small stream behind him, which was not easy in the relatively arid Northlands.

God help me!

"Master, good fight, kill this stinky monk......"

Xiao Jian suddenly looked happy and shouted cheering.

Darba was shocked when he heard this, he respected the King of the Golden Wheel the most, which can be seen from the sacrifice of his life to protect him in the original book.

He hurriedly turned around to look, but found that he had unconsciously left the place so far away, and could only see the flickering figure in the bushes, how could he still see the situation clearly?

Tricked!

Looking back, he found that the wicked man had plunged headlong into the stream and was nowhere to be seen.

"Ahhh......hh

The roar from the fool who was being played with resounded in the sky.