At the last moment, Yan Xiwei suddenly shouted, and his momentum rose sharply.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Xiwei suddenly disappeared.

Fast, lightning fast.

Forbidden Technique! Yan Xiwei's ability to use the forbidden technique naturally increased substantially, which made people dare not underestimate it.

When he reappeared, Yan Xiwei had already reached the back of Duanmu Wenhao and smashed it with a punch.

This time, Yan Xiwei was determined to die, and he didn't have any scruples. Although the use of forbidden techniques is very dangerous, it is the only way. He knew very well that if he didn't use the forbidden technique, he couldn't be Duanmu Wenhao's opponent.

But once the forbidden technique is used, time is of the essence. He only has a few minutes, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for him.

Therefore, the fist fell like a raindrop in the sky.

Duanmu Wenhao was slightly stunned for a moment, obviously a little surprised that Yan Xiwei's cultivation had suddenly grown so fast, and while seeing the tricks to deal with, he laughed coldly and said, "This kind of kung fu that forcibly stimulates one's potential can't last long, I want to see how long you can last." ”

Yan Xiwei didn't speak, just attacked with a brain. Fast and fierce, the fist is domineering and strong.

Unable to catch off guard, Yan Xiwei slammed his fist into Duanmu Wenhao's chest. Suddenly, Duanmu Wenhao spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, and frowned.

Yan Xiwei was stunned for a moment, "It seems that your injuries have not healed yet." ”

"So what? It's enough to deal with you. Duanmu Wenhao said coldly.

Indeed, the injuries inflicted on him by Moli were severe. If he had been young, his injuries would have healed long ago. But now, it is obvious that the body function is much worse, and the recovery is also very slow. After such a long retreat, the injury still did not heal. Moreover, it is early to go out of customs.

With such an opportunity, how could Yan Xiwei miss it?

However, the sequelae of the use of the forbidden technique made his skeletal muscles painful, like an ant devouring his heart. He could only grit his teeth and continue to persevere, striving to solve Duanmu Wenhao before his forbidden technique could still play an effect.

It's just that Duanmu Wenhao is such an easy person to deal with? Although he was punched just now, it didn't cause him a lot of damage. His Mixed Yuan True Qi was very powerful, and the protective Qi surrounding his body was not something that ordinary people could break.

Duanmu Wenhao obviously also saw Yan Xiwei's embarrassment at the moment, laughed coldly, and didn't fight him head-on, and kept dodging. In this case, there was no need for him to choose to fight him hard, as long as he waited for the effect of Yan Xiwei's forbidden technique to pass, he could win without a fight.

Time passed minute by minute, but Yan Xiwei never managed to take down Duanmu Wenhao, but the sequelae of his forbidden technique became more and more serious, and every time he moved, his body felt unbearable pain. Yan Xiwei knows that he is suffering, but there is no other way but to continue to persevere.

At this time, he also understood that Duanmu Wenhao's kung fu was not comparable to himself at all.

However, so what? For the sake of his daughter and the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, he could not retreat.

Seeing that the time had come, Duanmu Wenhao laughed coldly and said, "Suffer death!"

When the words fell, Duanmu Wenhao's momentum changed suddenly, and his fist smashed down overwhelmingly, and the offensive was like a huge wave crashing on the shore, unstoppable.

"Bang bang bang!"

A few punches in succession smashed into Yan Xiwei's chest.

Suddenly, Yan Xiwei flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Duanmu Wenhao's heavy punch injury, coupled with the sequelae after using the forbidden body, Yan Xiwei's skeletal muscles broke inch by inch, collapsed to the ground, and lost the strength to resist.

Yan Xiwei has always been very measured, even if he uses forbidden techniques, he doesn't dare to go too far, it will be within the range that his body can bear. But now facing Duanmu Wenhao, he had to put aside all his worries and take the forbidden technique to the extreme. It is precisely because of this that the damage caused to the body is also getting more and more huge.

Yan Xiwei smiled miserably and muttered, "Qin Yan, Emperor Qingtian, that's all I can do, I'm sorry!"

Duanmu Wenhao slowly walked to his side and glanced at him coldly, "I admire your courage, but it's a pity that you are not my opponent at all." In my eyes, you are nothing more than ants, and you don't even bother to fight me. And what last words, say it. ”

"There's nothing to say, just one sentence. Today, my body has returned to my homeland, and his body is the same. You're over 100 years old, so what if you get all the wealth and rights in the world? People, no matter how much they resist, the final result is the same, just a cup of loess. Yan Xiwei said.

With a slight frown, Duanmu Wenhao said coldly: "Is there anything else? If not, I will send you on the road." ”

"Come on, let's do it. I had thought about it before I came, and I didn't think I would be able to leave alive. Yan Xiwei raised his head and led his neck to kill, without the slightest hint of fear.

"Okay, you are also a generation of grandmasters, and I will leave you a whole corpse. After Duanmu Wenhao finished speaking, he raised his palm and slapped it.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, an exclamation was heard.

Duanmu Wenhao turned his head to look, his brows frowning slightly, "What?

"No, no, Mr. Duanmu, you misunderstood me. Helian Yanguang said hurriedly.

"Okay, then you can do it. Duanmu Wenhao said lightly.

"Mr. Duanmu, he is now a wasted person, and it doesn't matter if you kill him or not. Killing him will only arouse more anger and hatred among the major sects in the rivers and lakes, and they will join forces against us desperately, and then we will be even more passive. This could have been said to be a conflict between us and the Heavenly Gate, those people may not dare to move because they are afraid of your majesty, but if he dies, they will inevitably fear that they will be like him, so they will fight hard. Why don't we send him back to Wumen, first, to give Qin Yan and Huang Qingtian a warning and let them know that they are not our opponents at all, and second, to let those people in the rivers and lakes know that we have no intention of being enemies with them. Wouldn't that be better?" Helian Yanguang analyzed.

"What? Are you teaching me what to do?" Duanmu Wenhao laughed coldly, his cold eyes sweeping over Helian Yanguang's body.

"No, I'm just ......"

"I don't care what you think. You give me the memory that you just need to carry out my orders. Duanmu Wenhao interrupted him and said coldly.