The two brutes have lost their previous arrogant and domineering appearance. The intense pain drove them to roll their bodies continuously; Blood gushed from the scar on his head, and the swamp mire turned into a pool of blood in an instant.

"Brute, you have today!" Seeing this scene, Yang Shanyue suddenly roared, waved the long sword in his hand, and the sharp sword cut a deep ravine from the ground, and slashed viciously at one of the rolling crocodiles.

This sword had already vented the humiliation, annoyance, and anger in his heart that he had suffered before, and he vowed to dismantle the beast in eight pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.

With a muffled sound of "poof", the attacked crocodile was not dismantled as Yang Shanyue imagined, but was thrown high, and after doing a few tumbling actions in the air, it fell into the quagmire again, constantly rolling, making painful "whooping" sounds, stirring a pool of blood.

"This ...... How is this possible? Yang Shanyue was stunned, he couldn't believe his eyes, how could the gap between his sword and Wen Jun's just now be so big?

He blinked his eyes several times, and the sword in his hand was also a famous sword, and he couldn't figure out why he couldn't pierce this hateful beast. How did Wen Jun's kid do it?

In a fit of rage, Yang Shanyue swung his sword and wanted to attack again.

Seeing this, Wen Jun grabbed his arm and said coldly: "Master Yang, if you don't want Yang Gongzi to die early, stop the senseless attack." ”

Yang Shanyue said angrily: "If you don't kill those two beasts, how can you save my son?" ”

Wen Jun pointed to the quagmire and sneered: "You can see the situation first." ”

Yang Shanyue's eyes involuntarily followed his gestures, and his face couldn't help but change abruptly.

Due to the rolling of the crocodile, stirring the soft mud around his body, the soft mud fluctuated violently, forming a resonance, spreading to the surroundings in waves, slowly spreading to the area where Yang Jianming was, and under the action of gravity, his body slowly sank.

It was really "a fire at the city gate, and the fish in the pond".

At this time, Yang Jianming woke up from the crocodile's painful wail, and when he found that the muddy water was almost flooding his chest, he couldn't help but be distracted, and roared: "Dad, save quickly...... Help me, I'm ...... I don't want to die......"

Hearing his son's screams, Yang Shanyue had no choice but to hold back the killing intent in his heart, and when he turned around and saw his son's miserable appearance, he couldn't help but be frightened.

In this situation, if there is no perfect plan to forcibly rescue him, not only will he not be able to save him, but there will be a danger of putting Yang Shanyue's old life into it! At that time, the "Yang Family Sword" was really a catastrophe.

Looking at his son who was panicked and in pain in the quagmire, Yang Shanyue was anxious, his heart was like a knife, but he was helpless, wishing that he was in the swamp at the moment.

He walked back and forth on the shore, but he couldn't think of an idea. The greatest sorrow in the world is "I can see you, but I can't save you"!

Wen Jun looked at him for a long time, and said coldly: "Master Yang, you are not too tired to walk back and forth like this." ”

Yang Shanyue was so angry that he smoked, and said in his heart that you kid watched coldly, and if you didn't save him when he saw death, why did he have to speak coldly and say some cool words? Don't you see I'm trying to figure it out?

He was about to vent the anger in his stomach, but when he saw Wen Jun's knife-like gaze, he couldn't help but be shocked, and most of the anger in his heart had disappeared.

He secretly thought, this kid's martial arts are beyond imagination, with the strength of himself and Ming'er, he may not necessarily be his opponent, why not pretend to be pitiful and beg him for a beg, maybe there is hope to rescue Ming'er.

Yang Shanyue immediately changed his face, walked up to Wen Jun with a smile on his face, and arched his hand: "Doctor Wen, the old man has a reluctant request, and I hope you agree." ”

Wen Jun looked at everything in his eyes and said quietly: "Master Yang might as well say it first to see if I can do it." ”

Yang Shanyue was anxious, but he had to be patient, patted Wen Jun's ass, and said: "Doctor Wen's martial arts are world-famous, who doesn't know, who doesn't know?" I hope you will help me and rescue my son. ”

Wen Jun teased: "Isn't Yang Shao good at swimming?" You see, the water in this pool should not be deep, why can't he swim out? ”

Yang Shanyue was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and he wanted to press Wen Jun to the ground and sodomize. But now I have a request for him, people are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat, even if I am different from him, I have to wait until I rescue my son.

"Doctor Wen, this is a swamp, and it's hard to get out if you fall into it. Don't be kidding, I'll die a little later. ”

Wen Jun said coldly: "Since you know that this is a swamp, it will be difficult to get out if you fall into it, and you want me to save your son, Master Yang, what kind of heart do you have?" ”

Yang Shanyue's hand holding the sword broke out in cold sweat, and he said in fear: "It's too late for me to be grateful to Dr. Wen, how can I harm you?" Isn't Dr. Wen a martial artist, there will definitely be a way. ”

Wen Jun sneered: "Although my martial arts skills are good, I can't afford to fight my own life to save your son." ”

Suddenly, he heard a "plop" sound, Yang Shanyue knelt down in front of Wen Jun, and said with tears in his eyes: "Doctor Wen, the old man begs you, you can do it, save my son." ”

Wen Jun was soft-hearted, and he couldn't see Yang Shanyue and other martial arts seniors kneeling in front of him, so he sighed and said, "If you tell me the reason why your father and son forcibly broke into the 'Valley of Death', I can consider saving your son." ”

Yang Shanyue was stunned, and scolded in his heart, good boy, it turns out that you are waiting for me here. But he still had illusions in his heart, and excused himself: "The situation is urgent, you rescue my son first, and it won't be too late for me to tell you." ”

Wen Jun said coldly: "Yang Shanyue, it's time to go, do you still want to bargain with me?" The sooner you say it, the sooner your son is out of danger. ”

Yang Jianming was stuck in the quagmire, and he wanted to scold his mother with hatred, when was it, but the old beast still took care of his dirty thoughts, and said breathlessly: "Dad, you just say it...... Say it, I'm ...... I'm about to ...... I can't hold on anymore. ”

Don't think that Yang Jianming is pretending.

The mud hid his chest, and the pressure of the muddy water squeezed his chest cavity smaller and smaller, and his breathing became shorter and shorter, causing a lack of oxygen throughout his body. His face was getting worse and worse, and after a while, his face was already crimson.

Yang Shanyue was shocked, looked at Yang Jianming in the quagmire, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely: "Okay, the old man will tell you everything." ”