Chapter 1298: Battle of Kings
Duanmu Wenhao's words were not finished, and it seemed that there was something in the words.
Helian Yanguang also didn't understand, with Duanmu Wenhao's cultivation, there was almost no opponent in the world now, what was the purpose of his painstaking efforts to get that martial art? Moreover, what did he mean by what he said? Helian Yanguang was a little confused by the second monk.
However, he didn't dare ask. If Duanmu Wenhao didn't want to say anything, he didn't dare to ask rashly, which would only make Duanmu Wenhao more wary of himself. Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, this is the same truth since ancient times.
"But the people of Tianmen will definitely not give up easily, they will definitely find a way to stop it. I received news that a large number of Tianmen's foreign disciples have recently entered the country, and they should want to have a decisive battle with us. Helian Hikomitsu said.
"Do you mean Qin Yan and Huang Qingtian's two kids? They are indeed talents, and Mo Li's vision is also very good, so he actually accepted these two apprentices. However, they wanted to fight me, and they were too tender for me to take them seriously at all. Duanmu Wenhao said lightly, "Mo Li and Gu Baihong are dead, and the only one in the world who can fight with me is only Yan Xiwei, but I am very confident that I can solve him within two hundred moves." ”
"We still have to take a little more precautions, two fists are invincible to four hands, and we must not let them ruin Mr. Duanmu's plan. Helian Hikomitsu said.
Nodding slightly, Duanmu Wenhao said, "What you said is not unreasonable. In this way, you immediately dispatch the men of the Damned Divine Damnation to keep an eye on their movements, and to do so as soon as there is any disturbance. I've been in business for so many years, just for today, and no one wants to ruin my plans. Since these two juniors want to play with me, then I will play with them. ”
"Yes!" Helian Yanguang replied, "I'll arrange it." ”
Smiled with satisfaction, Duanmu Wenhao waved his hand, obviously not wanting to speak anymore.
Helian Yanguang got up and said goodbye, and turned to leave.
Looking at Helian Yanguang's departing back, Duanmu Wenhao's brows were deeply locked, and he didn't seem to be happy because he had collected all the magic knives, but he had an indescribable worry.
The so-called fist is afraid of being less strong, this is a wise saying in the martial arts world.
Duanmu Wenhao is now a hundred years old, and he obviously feels that his cultivation has gradually weakened over the years. He even believed that in another three and five years, he might not be the opponent of Qin Yan and Huang Qingtian. What's more, now that he is so old, how much time can he live?
Man's greatest desire is not money, power, and status, but life.
Eternal life is also what countless people yearn for, and Duanmu Wenhao is no exception.
Fortunately, it seems that this is coming.
Suddenly, Duanmu Wenhao's brows frowned slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "Friend, since you are here, why don't you show up to see you?"
As the words fell, a man walked in slowly.
Duanmu Wenhao was slightly stunned, and laughed disdainfully, "Yan Xiwei, you really dare to come to the door." ”
"I can't help it, I don't want to, but I have to. Yan Xiwei shrugged lightly.
Huang Qingtian was already his son-in-law, so how could Yan Xiwei let him take risks? If there were any three longs and two shortcomings, wouldn't his daughter have to be widowed? For the sake of his daughter, Yan Xiwei also had to go out of the mountain.
He didn't tell anyone, he just wanted to solve the matter alone. As long as Duanmu Wenhao dies, all problems will be solved.
He didn't know how far Duanmu Wenhao's cultivation had reached, and he didn't know if he was his opponent, but after all, he had to fight hard, and maybe there was still a glimmer of hope.
"It's up to you, do you think you can kill me?" Duanmu Wenhao sneered.
"How do you know if you don't try? Old Mr. Mo has died for this matter, and I can't be a turtle with a shrunken head, right? Even if I die, I have to give it a try. Yan Xiwei said.
"This is not your business, it is our own business in Tianmen, you put your life in for no reason, don't you think it's not worth it?" Duanmu Wenhao said lightly.
"I admire the two children Huang Qingtian and Qin Yan very much, they can all ignore their own safety, how can I be greedy for life and afraid of death? Duanmu Wenhao, they are all your juniors, bully them, don't you think you have lost your identity?" Yan Xiwei said.
With a slight frown, Duanmu Wenhao snorted coldly and said, "Whoever stands in my way, I will get rid of them, don't say that they are just my nephews, even if they are my sons, I will not let them go." If they don't want to have trouble, then don't meddle in my affairs, and it can save their lives. ”
"Without speculating for more than half a sentence, it seems that there is no need for us to go on. Yan Xiwei said lightly, "Since I'm here, let's break it off between us." Either you die or I die. ”
"Well, since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you. Duanmu Wenhao slowly stood up.
Yan Xiwei's face suddenly sank, and in the face of such a master, he didn't dare to be careless. After all, Duanmu Wenhao was once a genius, a figure who could easily learn the three great wonders of Tianmen.
"Why? Don't you do it yet?" Duanmu Wenhao laughed coldly, "Since you don't do it, then I'll do it first." ”
When the words fell, Duanmu Wenhao took a step forward and smashed it with a punch.
His steps were not big, but the moment he took a step, he was in front of Yan Xiwei. The action is lightning fast, and it doesn't give anyone anyone time to react at all. With this move, I'm afraid there are very few people on the rivers and lakes who can resist it.
This is the master, the real master!
Yan Xiwei didn't dare to take it lightly, and swung his fist to meet it.
One is the supreme existence of the Mixed Yuan True Qi!The other is the strongest king of alchemy!
Which is stronger and which is weaker?
Is it the Qi Refiner who is stronger, or the Body Refiner who is superior?
A real battle of the strong, two different styles.
Duanmu Wenhao pressed forward step by step, his moves were fierce and domineering, and he didn't have the slightest mercy between his shots, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest mercy.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.
The corners of Duanmu Wenhao's mouth outlined a sneer, and his moves became faster and stronger, and the continuous flow of mixed yuan true qi made him seem to have inexhaustible strength.
Suddenly, Duanmu Wenhao slammed his fist into Yan Xiwei's chest, at a tricky angle, making him unavoidable.
The force of this punch is not light, and if it is hit, it must be a serious injury.