Chapter 40 Golden Flower Grandma

But at this time, many martial arts people came.

These martial arts people were in great pain. Obviously, they all said that they had suffered various strange injuries, including external injuries, internal injuries, poisoning, etc.

Zhou Zhiruo panicked: "Master, Master, their injuries are so strange. They are so cruel to attack deeply, so they suffer such torture?"

"They came to ask Mr. Hu for medical treatment. We quickly asked Mr. Hu to come out to see them, otherwise they would not last long." Zhou Zhiruo was young after all and didn't know what happened, but Song Ming vaguely understood that so many martial arts people were injured and poisoned, and they all came to Hu Qingniu. Obviously, someone was forcing them to come behind him so that Hu Qingniu could break the oath he made.

These injured people in the martial arts world include monks from Shaolin Temple, disciples from Kunlun Sect, and disciples from Kongtong Sect...

Hu Qingniu obviously noticed the movement outside and walked out of the room. A hint of fear flashed across Hu Qingniu's face and said, "It's her here. Sorry, I have to leave quickly, otherwise I will die."

Song Ming said: "Mr. Hu, don't panic. Since I have encountered this, I must not ignore it. I can still guarantee Mr. Hu's safety. Let's do what we should do."

Song Ming had enough confidence at this time. With his two years of studying medicine with Hu Qingniu, he had a new understanding of martial arts. At this time, the "Nine Yang True Sutra" had been perfected in three levels, and his internal strength was so deep that it was difficult for the top masters in the world to find opponents.

Although Grandma Jinhua is very skilled in martial arts and is a top-notch master in the world, Song Ming is not afraid at all and is completely sure of winning.

Song Ming said: "Zhiruo, you have been studying medicine with Mr. Hu for two years. Although the injuries outside are serious, I believe you can solve it. Mr. Hu is a member of the Ming Cult. He once vowed not to treat the righteous martial arts people, so we should not force him."

"Those injured people in the world, Zhiruo, you will go to treat them. It's better that Mr. Hu is a vow!" Song Ming said to Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo hesitated for a moment: "Okay, I'll go and give it a try. If I can't save them, I'll ask Mr. Hu to take care of him."

When Song Ming and Hu Qingniu played chess in the cottage, when they came to this world, they inevitably learned some entertainment methods unique to this era, and this chess was one of them.

Just as they were playing the second game of chess, they heard a series of screams outside.

All the injured martial arts people were killed.

Song Ming did not frown. More than a dozen people in the martial arts world were killed, and Song Ming did not take any attention. Those people in the martial arts world did not have Wudang disciples, so they were not close to him. How could Song Ming care? No matter how many deaths are, Song Ming will not have any fluctuations.

"Cough cough..." The coughing sound came, "Hu Qingniu, this little girl outside who treats the wounded people of the martial arts world is your disciple, right? You once said that you will not treat the people of the martial arts world, but you broke your vow today. My Grandma Jinhua is here to take your life, what else do you have to say?"

Upon hearing this, Song Ming knew that it was Jinhua Grandma who did all this. This woman was really petty, because Hu Qingniu refused to treat Han Qianye and held a grudge against Hu Qingniu. After so many years, he had not given up this harem. Today, he forced Hu Qingniu with such a means, killing Hu Qingniu just rightly.

Hu Qingniu's face turned pale.

Song Ming smiled and said, "It turns out that he is the famous Grandma Jinhua in the world. I haven't seen her for several years. I don't know if this old friend has better martial arts skills! Mr. Hu, let's go out to meet this old friend for a while."

Song Ming and Hu Qingniu walked out of the house.

Grandma Jinhua was holding a crutch. There was a little girl next to her who was about the same as Zhou Zhiruo. Although it had been several years, Song Ming still saw at a glance that the little girl was "Yin Li" the daughter of the Yin Yewang of the Tianying Sect!

I don’t know how Yin Lili got involved with Grandma Jinhua after she ran away from home.

And those injured martial arts righteous disciples were all lying on the ground and dying, and were already dead under Grandma Jinhua's Golden Flower Dart.

"Grandpa Jinhua, you haven't seen each other for several years, but you are still as charming as ever." Song Ming was slightly ahead of Hu Qingniu, and said, looking at Grandpa Jinhua with a smile.

Grandma Jinhua saw Song Ming walking out with Hu Qingniu, her eyes shrank slightly, and she recognized Song Ming, and said, "It turned out to be Wudang's 'Shura Sword', and the world is spreading. The 'Shura Sword' died in the world. She never thought that she lived in seclusion in Butterfly Valley and was with the Ming Cult disciple Hu Qingniu. If it was spread, it would probably bring shame to Wudang."

"Grandma Jinhua, don't talk about these false things. How can Song do things? It's not your turn to say anything!" Song Ming smiled lightly and said, "If you don't accept it, you will see the real trick in your hands!"

Grandma Jinhua showed a slightly solemn look.

The name of Song Ming's "Shura Sword" has been very popular in the world. Its name is vaguely comparable to that of Wudang Sect's leader, "Song Yuanqiao", and its strength cannot be underestimated.

Grandma Jinhua thought again that she was going to take Hu Qingniu's life, rather than fighting against Song Ming to the death. If she fought against Song Ming, she would undoubtedly be unwise.

Grandma Jinhua said in a deep voice: "Song Baxia, you are a disciple of Zhang Zhenren of Wudang, Hu Qingniu is a disciple of the Ming Cult. My grudge with Hu Qingniu is an internal grudge of the Ming Cult. Song Baxia is afraid it is difficult to intervene!"

Hu Qingniu stared at Grandma Jinhua and couldn't help but shout: "Grandma Jinhua, the death of your husband Mr. Yinye has nothing to do with me. What do you want?"

Grandma Jinhua sneered: "My husband was seriously injured and came to Butterfly Valley for help. You refused because he was not a member of the Ming Cult. But today, you asked this little girl to treat the people in the righteous martial arts world. You broke your promise and broke your vow. Do you think I will let you live?"

Song Ming said: "Grandma Jinhua, I think you are wrong. Zhiruo is my disciple, so what does it have to do with Mr. Hu?"

"And I will give you guidance that day. If you and his wife can seize "Emei Jiuyang" and "Shaolin Jiuyang", they will definitely cure the cold poison on their bodies. How could your husband Han Qianye die?" Song Ming looked at Grandma Jinhua.

It would be fine if Song Ming didn't say it. When Grandma Jinhua said that, she seemed to be blazing fire in her eyes, she shouted: "You little thief dares to mention this matter! If it weren't for the day when you talked about "Emei Jiuyang" and "Shaolin Jiuyang", why did my husband take the risk to Emei to seize "Emei Jiuyang" and fight with Master Mie Jue. My husband was unable to suppress the cold poison and died of Emei!"

"You will have my husband's death! Today I will fight for my life and take the life of you and the two of you!" Grandma Jinhua was very crazy, her eyes were fierce, and she had two more golden flower darts in her hand.

Two golden flower darts shot at Song Ming and one shot at Hu Qingniu.

Song Ming sneered that this Golden Flower Dart was the unique hidden weapon of Grandma Jinhua and was famous in the world. How could he not beware of this move?

Song Ming's internal force wielded his sleeves, and his two golden flower darts were rolled up by his sleeves, and then he threw them at the Golden Flower Grandma. The two golden flower darts flew out at a faster speed and shot at the Golden Flower Grandma.

"snort!"

Grandma Jinhua snorted coldly, and she was holding a crutch, her body twisted like a spirit snake, avoiding the attack of the darts.

The crutches in Grandma Jinhua's hand thundered towards Song Ming's face with a thunderous force. As soon as she made a move, she was like a killer.

Song Ming smiled lightly, not nervous at all.

He used Wudang Mian Palm and started fighting with Grandma Jinhua.

Grandma Jinhua's attack was fierce. Every time she waved her crutch, she could be thunderous and thunderous. The speed was so fast that the rest could not see clearly.

The once famous "Purple-coat Dragon King" of the Ming Cult is indeed not a false reputation.

Unfortunately, Song Ming was strong at this time, and he was only one step away from being the best in the world. In addition, he was young and strong, and the Purple-shirted Dragon King was more than one round older than Song Ming. Even if the fights in the world were richer than Song Ming, he could not do anything to Song Ming. Instead, Song Ming was defeated by Song Ming with softness. Often, Grandma Jinhua's crutches were probably removed by 30 to 40% of his strength, which made Grandma Jinhua quite angry.

Zhou Zhiruo, who was beside him, proudly said to Yin Li: "My master's martial arts skills are superb. You, the Golden Flower Grandma, must be no match for my master."

Yin Li snorted coldly: "Nonsense. Mother-in-law is the most powerful. Your master is so beaten by his mother-in-law that he has no power to fight back."

In fact, Grandma Jinhua and Song Ming were so fast that they couldn't see clearly, they were just fighting.

Grandma Jinhua became more and more shocked as she fought, and gradually she regained her rationality and her eyes were not covered by hatred.

"Shura Sword is young, but his martial arts are so powerful. I'm afraid only Yang Xiao and Yin second brother can compare with him!" Grandma Jinhua said in her heart: "Maybe in a few years, he will reach the best in the world and be on par with his adoptive father!"

At this moment, Song Ming's moves suddenly changed, and from the flexible moves like Wudang Mian Palm, it became extremely strong and fierce. With a palm, Grandma Jinhua couldn't resist it. She was shocked and flew back six or seven steps before she stabilized her body, and there was blood on her mouth.

"What is your unique skill in palm technique? It is so strong and powerful!" Grandma Jinhua coughed twice, obviously suffering a lot of damage.

"You can't know my divine palm!" Song Ming did not tell Grandma Jinhua that his palm technique was the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm: "Grandma Jinhua, you and Han Qianye have poor martial arts skills, so you can blame yourself for your fate. How can you count Han Qianye's death on the heads of Hu Qingniu and me!"

"If Hu Qingniu hadn't refused to heal, how could my husband die!" said Grandma Jinhua, full of hatred.

Grandma Jinhua loved Han Qianye very much. For Han Qianye, she did not hesitate to apostate and became infamous.

You should know that she is a Persian saint. She came to the Middle Earth Ming Cult with a high status. Because of her profound wisdom and high martial arts skills, she was accepted as her adopted daughter by the leader of the Ming Cult, Yang Dingtian, and guided her martial arts, status and power in the Ming Cult. She is second only to Yang Dingtian, and is still above the light.

And for Han Qianye, she gave up all this just to stay with Han Qianye forever.
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