After the death of her fellow disciples, the middle-aged woman stood in place as if she was stupid, and kept muttering: "How is it possible? How is it possible? Second Senior Brother is a master who has stepped into the human fairy realm with half a foot, how can he die? How can he ......?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the young man knelt on the ground very spinelessly, kowtowed a few times to Geng Huyuan, and said in a flattering tone: "The juniors are just joking with you, please forgive me." The younger generation will no longer dare, no longer dare. ”

Geng Huyuan glanced at the gentleman who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, then looked at the pretty-faced maid fixedly, and asked, "Aren't you still making a move?"

The maid giggled for a while, and said in an ethereal and crisp voice: "My task is just to keep him from dying, as for others, it doesn't matter." ”

The pretty maid pointed to the young man who was crawling on the ground, and said indifferently: "With the cultivation of the seniors, I don't think I will deal with a waste like him, right?"

The young man didn't dare to get angry at Geng Huyuan, and quietly turned his head to stare at the pretty maid, thinking that after leaving this place, he must make this thing that does not know the importance of life and death pay the price.

The pretty maid seemed to sense her master's thoughts, and her right hand flicked her fingers slightly, and a strong wind broke the young man's bun.

The young man screamed and asked in despair, "Who are you? Who are you?"

The pretty maid smiled and said coquettishly: "I'm Nanzhu." ”

The young man shook his head desperately in denial, "You're not, you're not, how can Nanzhu be a monk? How can it be? You must be mistaken, I don't know you, don't kill me, don't kill me......"

The pretty maid named Nanzhu's face sank, and she said in disgust: "Chunxuetang is the best in several states, and your father is also the best among people, how did he give birth to a son like you?

Don't worry, I have a pact with your father that I will save your life no matter what the circumstances, so just get up and stand aside, and don't pretend to be a dead dog on the ground. ”

After the young man heard this, there was a ray of joy on his pale face, and he got up very obediently, standing beside Nanzhu calmly, without the timidity he had before.

Geng Huyuan was not surprised by this, just looked at Nanzhu and asked, "Do you want to fight again?"

Nanzhu smiled and said, "It's all up to you, I can do it." ”

Geng Huyuan was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Then forget it, let's have a chance to compete again." ”

After finishing speaking, Geng Huyuan was about to throw away half of the gun in his hand.

At this moment, the aura on Nanzhu's body suddenly became fierce, and his voice was very cold: "Then I really want to try you." Your cultivation is also in the later stage of the Great Grandmaster, and you will fight with Zhao Hongdao at the same level, how much combat power do you have? If you can avenge Zhao Hongdao today, Zhao Zongdao will definitely increase the reward, in this way, I will be one step closer to Senior Brother's cultivation......"

Speaking of this, Nanzhu laughed nervously, completely ignoring the reactions of everyone present.

Geng Huyuan looked down at the half-section of the gun in his hand, and smiled: "Then try it, it just so happens that I have some itchy hands." ”

Nanzhu's arrogance disappeared in an instant, after all, she was still a little timid in her heart when she saw a fellow traveler die under the unpredictable marksmanship of Geng Huyuan.

It's just that at this time, whether it is Nanzhu himself or Geng Huyuan, the dignity of the two does not allow the two to fight, even if they die, they must conform to their own cultivation status, otherwise they will not be like the street scoundrels, if they can win, they will run, and if they can't win, they will run, the warrior can't be like this, and the dignity of the grandmaster will not allow them to do so.

Nanzhu's slender and white right hand shook, and there was already a short whip in the palm, the whip was cast from fine iron, and the person who used it was infused with true qi, and instantly pointed straight at the ground.

Geng Huyuan smiled slightly, and gently waved the half-cut barrel in his hand, only to see the broken wooden pole on the ground moving in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally formed a relatively complete spear, and the combination of fragmented wood chips was quite funny.

This scene fell in Nanzhu's eyes, her expression became more and more nervous, and the corners of her eyes twitched slightly, thinking that her heart must be very uneasy and panicked.

Geng Huyuan shook his wrist and said very politely, "Please advise." ”

Nanzhu took a long breath, shook his wrist, and the short whip in his hand turned into a sharp sword, stabbing out like lightning.

Geng Huyuan just stood there calmly, as if he didn't see the earth-shattering blow from the other side.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Nanzhu's mouth turned up slightly, she felt that Geng Huyuan's previous reaction was just a bluff, thinking that the real him was already a paper tiger, vulnerable to a single blow, and she was confident that she would kill someone with one blow.

When the short whip was about to hit Geng Guard, he raised the spear in his hand slightly and stabbed it out at a strange angle.

I heard a 'poof' sound, and there was a sound of a foreign object piercing into the flesh and blood.

Then came the muffled grunt of the woman, and the exclamation of the young man.

I saw that the spear composed of broken wood chips had pierced Nanzhu's chest like a bamboo, and then exploded.

The short whip in Nanzhu's hand hung low as if he had lost his soul, and it did not hurt Geng Huyuan in the slightest.

Geng Huyuan was lightly handed, and half of the gun fell to the ground.

The charm in Nanzhu's eyes slowly disappeared, and he said in a low voice: "Sure enough, good marksmanship, I was careless, otherwise, the winner or loser is undecided, and it is likely to be you who dies." ”

Geng Huyuan hugged his fist at his opponent, and said in a solemn tone: "It's just a fluke." ”

Nanzhu smiled, the blood in her chest flowed like she didn't want money, it was just a few breaths, her face was already pale, and death was only a fleeting thing.

The young man watching the battle immediately knelt on the ground, and begged for mercy in his mouth: "Senior, it's all this slut's fault, it's her who wants to challenge you, it has nothing to do with me, just ask the seniors to surround my life, and our Chunxue Hall will definitely have a good reward." ”

Nanzhu turned around and glanced at the young man with great difficulty, and said with a mocking tone: "Zhao Zongdao Hero I, how can there be a soft-boned son like you?"

The young man's eyes were full of hatred, and he wanted to kill this pretty maid who didn't agree with him and repeatedly spoke and ridiculed, but because of the divine power of Geng Huyuan, he prostrate on the ground and didn't dare to move.

At this time, Geng Huyuan, who was surging with qi and blood in his chest and abdomen, could no longer support it, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out a mouthful of black blood, and his body slowly fell.

Just when Geng Huyuan was about to fall, Meng Ran hurriedly took a few steps forward, held the martial arts master who had killed two people in a row, and said in an eager tone: "Uncle Geng, are you okay?"

Geng Huyuan waved his hand, signaling that he was okay.

Meng Ran put down the stone in his heart, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to signal the others behind him to clean up the mess.

The swordsman surnamed Lin, Lin Chong, Hua Rong and Pinhuadao took a few steps forward and surrounded the young man and middle-aged woman.

A small fight ensued.

Meng Ran handed over the Geng Nursing Home to the injured Li Haoran, then took two steps forward, and asked Nanzhu: "I don't know if the seniors have any last words to explain? If the juniors can do it, they must do their best." ”

Nanzhu hissed and smiled, and said, "You can bury me on this small island, as for the rest, there is no request, as long as you leave here as soon as possible." ”

Nanzhu gasped for a few breaths with great difficulty, and then said: "My senior brother is the most protective of his shortcomings, if he knows about today's incident, he will definitely kill you, you go quickly, get out of here......"

Meng Ran sighed softly and said, "I must do what my predecessors instructed, and may my predecessors rest in peace." ”

Nanzhu's eyes were blurry, a little tears overflowed his eyes, and he said in a weak voice: "Senior brother, I'm leaving, you have to be good yourself, don't be too sad......"

Speaking of which, Nanzhu had already lost his breath, and the temperature of his body began to decrease.

As for whether she has unfinished words and unfulfilled wishes, no one knows.

Meng Ran saluted the corpse very respectfully, and then slowly lowered his body and gently closed the eyes of the woman in front of him.

When Meng Ran got up again, he vaguely saw a colorful butterfly flying out of Nanzhu's body and flying in the direction of the south.

Meng Ran was curious, and reached out to grab it, but he caught the slightly hot autumn light, and did not leave the butterfly flying south.

After the butterfly flew out of the sky, Meng Ran slowly came back to his senses.

Meng Ran walked a few steps, came to Geng's side, and asked softly, "Uncle Geng, have you seen a butterfly flying south?"

Geng Huyuan frowned slightly, puzzled: "What butterfly?"

"A colorful butterfly. Meng Ran replied.

"No, I didn't. Geng Huyuan's brows furrowed even harder, he looked at Meng Ran's solemn expression, knowing that Meng Ran was not untargeted, so he was even more worried.

Geng Huyuan sighed faintly and continued to ask, "How did the butterfly appear?"

Meng Ran thought carefully: "The butterfly flew out from the chest and abdomen of Nanzhu's predecessors, and when it first appeared, it was wrapped in a cloud of mist, which was very beautiful and charming. ”

Geng Huyuan turned his head to look at Li Haoran and asked, "Does Brother Li know what it is?"

Li Haoran scratched his sideburns and smacked his tongue: "I seem to have heard it somewhere, but I can't remember it specifically, it should be a rather mysterious Taoist technique." ”

Geng Huyuan's expression suddenly changed color, and he muttered, "But the legendary concentric bows?" It is said that this Dao technique can only be performed by high-ranking people above the Human Immortal Realm. ”

Li Haoran's face also changed greatly, and he said with a look of disbelief: "Could it be that the girl's crush is a master of personal fairyland?"

Geng Huyuan looked at Meng Ran and asked eagerly, "Did Nanzhu say anything just now?"

Seeing the expressions of the two seniors, Meng Ran also knew the seriousness of the matter, and hurriedly said: "That Nanzhu senior asked us to bury her on the island, and then leave here immediately, otherwise her senior brother will definitely come and kill us." ”

As soon as these words came out, Geng Huyuan and Li Haoran's faces were even more ugly, and after glancing at each other, they both sighed faintly.

At this time, the chaotic battle on the side was over, the middle-aged woman had been hacked to death by everyone, and the young man who was arrogant and then cowardly begging for mercy was also killed by the swordsman surnamed Lin.

At this point, there are no other superfluous voices and human figures on the island.