No way!

Duan Zhixing just had a strange thought, and instantly cut off, although the person in front of him is powerful, he may not be grandpa's opponent, grandpa can't resist the erosion of time, how can others live until now, besides, no matter how healthy and virtuous people are, it is impossible for them to be white after a hundred years!

Ding Yi shook his head when he saw the other party, guessing that he must not believe it, and did not force it: "Whether you believe it or not, you can't escape this 'senior' anyway." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Duan Zhixing frowned, and was about to speak, Ding Yiyi: "If you want to be the same age as your grandfather, you can do as you like." ”

At this moment, Duan Zhixing's face changed, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally said slowly: "Senior! ”

He was forced to be unable to, a senior at least shouted that it was not wrong, no matter what, the man with the broken arm in front of him was older than him, and he did not dare to risk unfilial piety to verify how big this lie was.

Finally hearing the respect of Duan Yu's descendants, Ding Yi's heart suddenly felt relieved, and said: "You are commensurate with Hong Beggar Brother, he calls me a senior, you are understandable." ”

Hearing this, what else could Duan Zhixing say, it seems that this senior can't escape, it's useless to die like this, seeing that Junior Brother Hong is like this, the biggest fault in his heart suddenly disappeared, he arched his hand and said: "I don't know what the seniors are doing in Dali?" ”

In fact, he still has a sentence in his heart, 'Is it your ghost to eat less food in the palace these days', but this stealing is indecent after all, so he doesn't know it, so as not to make people unhappy.

Ding Yi didn't want Duan Zhixing to go back and disturb the pair of mandarin ducks, so he said: "I slept for a while, and when I woke up bored, I walked around, it just so happened that I have some relationship with your Duan family, how about you take me to Duan Yu's tomb to incense?" ”

Duan Zhixing's thick eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and the person in front of him was talking nonsense again, but thinking that the other party was skilled, I believe that he would not have a tablet with his grandfather, so he nodded reluctantly and began to walk towards the palace.

At this time, it was almost afternoon, Duan Zhixing was leading the way, and Ding Yi walked slowly, this one was respectful, which made the palace guards curious about their identities.

The two went around for a long time, and finally came to a solemn place, which seemed to be a temple, and the courtyard was quiet and elegant, and very neat.

I saw Duan Zhixing and said: "Senior, the royal family is red tape, this mausoleum is inconvenient, so I can only take you to our Duan Clan's Spiritual Hall." ”

Ding nodded and didn't speak.

Duan Zhixing glanced at Ding Yi seriously, and saw that he was not half dissatisfied, so he breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the door, and walked in!

The room was pitch black, the smell was mixed, and the candles were flickering in rows, but I don't know if it was the direction of the room or the reason for the golden dragons and white chess hanging around the room, Ding Yi just felt that the room couldn't be lit up, and his heart was also heavy.

Seeing the hazy incense permeating the beams, Ding Yi slowly stepped forward, saw the rows of spiritual positions, and finally distinguished that the sixth step from top to bottom was placed on the 'Xuanren Emperor Duan Yu's spiritual seat'.

Alas!

Ding sighed, and the entanglements of the past disappeared with the death of this person, Ding had been stunned for a long time, and finally took out three incense seedlings from the table, and slowly lit the candle next to him.

Duan Zhixing saw the flame of the Zen incense extinguished by the person in front of him, and bowed respectfully three times, and his heart was really light, to say that his favorite is Duan Yuhuang's grandfather who carried forward the six-vein divine sword, he was really afraid that someone would mess around, but the next moment he listened to Ding Yi's words, his face couldn't help but darken, and the good feeling he had just felt disappeared in an instant.

I only heard Ding keep calling the emperor's grandfather's name and said: "Duan Yu, Duan Yu, I haven't looked down on you all along, I didn't expect you to be really angry, not to mention dying in front of me, but also dying in front of the Shaolin holy monk, you really have the ability." ”

The corners of Duan Zhixing's mouth twitched a few times, and he sincerely regretted that he shouldn't have brought him to worship, he originally thought that this person would leave some virtue in his mouth, but he overestimated the other party, but the title of this Shaolin holy monk in the next moment shocked him.

What the? How long did 'he' live? This... Who is this man with a broken arm? How could he know that there was a holy monk, and how could he know that this old-timer had not been out of the Shaolin Temple for sixty or seventy years?

When he was shocked, he saw that the man with the broken arm suddenly became angry, shouted, turned around with a hideous face, and raised his hand to slap him.

Ding Yi said angrily: "Thief! It's too much of a deception! ”

Bang!

Duan Zhixing could think that the person in front of him was fine just now, but at this moment, he was angry, although he felt the agitation of the internal force, he could still only dodge half of his body, and he was bombarded.

Fortunately, he was always on guard, his left hand was blocked in front of his chest, only to hear a click, the hand bone was suddenly broken, and his body was quickly knocked out of the door.

Burst! Duan Zhixing fell to the ground with a few mouthfuls of blood, and he didn't have time to think about what was going on? Seeing that the doors and windows were shattered, the mourning hall was knocked out by him, and he said angrily: "In vain, I respected your predecessors, and I actually attacked from behind!" ”

Ding didn't say a word, his body floated out, and when he saw Duan Zhixing who was still angry on the ground, his eyes were red, and he hated in his mouth: "You Duan family should die!" ”

Duan Zhixing was very unwilling in his heart, in this good year, he wanted to unjustly kill his hands, and he didn't blink a blind eye to death, but at this critical moment, he heard a shout outside the hospital.

"Keep your men!"

Wang Chongyang was wandering around the palace, and was looking for his junior brother who he hadn't seen for a long time, when he heard a 'thief' outside the palace, the internal force was rolling and shaking, and the voice contained a monstrous anger.

It's Little Brother Duan!

He didn't have time to think about cause and effect, and saw a man in white in the room raise his hand and slash it, this is going to be a fight, and he must die, so he hurriedly shouted and transmitted, and his right hand was already high-fived.

With a palm behind him, Ding Yi, who was covered by anger, suddenly came to his senses, but when he saw that it was Wang Chongyang, he remembered the scene of the 'Tomb of the Living Dead' in his heart, and his anger was even greater, and the palm was a blow.

Bang!

Ding Yizi stepped back, his hair danced slightly, Wang Chongyang fell in the air, only to feel a strong internal force, and his body turned back several times.

"Humph! Look for a fight. ”

Ding thought of the scene in the mourning hall, his heart was tight, and his anger was even more fierce towards Wang Chongyang, he was lucky, and he moved a few times in front of Wang Chongyang, and saw that the other party was about to speak, and raising his hand was a set of 'thunder palms'.

Wang Chongyang turned back and saw that it was Ding Yi who bowed his head just now, and he was overjoyed, but when he heard the other party's move, his face sank, and when he saw the other party's generous palm, the surging internal force on it obviously moved the real character, and he hurriedly closed his mouth, hurriedly transported his innate true qi, and high-fived his hand.

Ding Yi was angry, his internal strength was crazy and lucky, as if he was really angry, at this moment, there was no one who was right and wrong in his heart, he just wanted to beat everyone to the ground and step on a few feet.

Wang Chongyang's vitality has been greatly damaged, and now it is different from the past, although there is nothing to do on the surface, this is all virtual and real, and it is almost the limit, and this sudden big palm makes his body like a leaf in the wind, swept out.

Burst!

Wang Chongyang retreated again and again, his body collapsed, and he fell to the ground, frowning and clutching his chest and panting.

Duan Zhixing looked frightened, just a fight, the world's number one Brother Wang was defeated to the ground, how could there be such a terrible and hateful person in the world, and his eyes shrank, but it was Ding Yi's face full of muscles beating, and he walked over with a sneer.

Ding Yi walked slowly, his eyes staring at Duan Zhixing tightly, his fists crunching.

Wang Chongyang's heart was boiling, he couldn't speak, and he was about to force himself to speak, but he heard a person outside the palace laughing: "My little naughty boy is here!" ”

The person who came was dressed in brocade and satin, but the lower body was a rough cloth coat, and a small pony whip fluttered behind his head, which was Zhou Botong who reacted from Liu Ying.

He had already heard a loud shout outside the palace, he was walking with a certain woman to a very critical juncture, his heart and liver were beating more than once, and he saw Liu Ying's face was red, his eyes were like silk, and when he was hairy in his heart, this sudden binge drinking made him bless his soul, and his character attacked, his body was fluttering, his toes hung on the roof beam, and Liu Ying, who turned over but was a few feet away, was ashamed.

Zhou Botong moved left and right, and saw that the guards of the brigade were standing in a mausoleum and hesitated, and his body shook in.

As soon as he entered, two familiar figures and blood stains made his face tighten, and seeing that his senior brother was sluggish, he screamed angrily in his mouth, and punched the man in white who turned his back to him in front of him.

"What a thief, dare to bully my senior brother!" Zhou Botong was angry, and followed with his fists, but it was the seventy-two punches of Kongming who used his housekeeping skills.

Ding Yi turned around suddenly, his left hand held Zhou Botong's left fist under the naked eye, and pulled it hard, suddenly Zhou Botong's left hand twisted and turned, and his body was forced to lift, and the strength of his right fist was dissipated by the pain of the bending.

Zhou Botong had a clear mind, and taking advantage of the agility he had just flipped, his right fist struck towards the opponent's lower abdomen.

Ding Yi suppressed his anger and said, "It's a bit of progress!" But after speaking, it was still a strong leg and kick towards Zhou Botong's meat punch.

With a bang, Zhou Botong only felt that his right hand hit a hard stone, and he heard the sound of bones breaking.

Ding Yi's internal luck Jiuyang Divine Skill, the strong true qi spread all over his body in an instant, he took a step forward, and with a bang, his body made a fierce intimate contact with Zhou Botong.

Ah!

Zhou Botong suddenly felt a stuffiness in his chest, and he almost vomited out of his overnight meal, he took five steps back, and finally didn't grasp the strength, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, and suddenly his tailbone was numb, if he had encountered this pain in the past, he would have jumped out a long time ago, but at this moment he didn't even have the strength to move.

Zhou Botong saw that it was Ding Yi who hurt him, and when he saw the other party's face, he even had the heart to cry.

Ding Yi came slowly, and walked towards Zhou Botong, who was rubbing up and down, this clattering footsteps made Zhou Botong feel bitter, seeing that the other party was still full of anger, he hurriedly shook his throat and fell backwards in a daze.

I don't fight, I don't know martial arts, I don't want to die!

Boom, Zhou Botong fell to the ground on his back, motionless, like a very dying man.

Wang Chongyang spurted out a mouthful of blood again, glaring angrily at Zhou Botong, who had fallen to the ground, and said a few times, he had never seen his junior brother so 'brainy'.