Since Duan Yanqing didn't come to Duan Zhengchun with Ye Erniang and them, then his whereabouts can be imagined. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info what he hates most in his life is nothing more than Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun who took away his throne, Duan Zhengming's martial arts are not inferior to him, and he is in the palace in a heavy place, no matter how conceited his martial arts are, he will not trouble Duan Zhengming at this time. Therefore, the only thing he can do is Duan Yu, Duan Zhengming has no heirs, and Duan Zhengchun only has Duan Yu's "son", so sooner or later the throne of Dali will be handed over to him, and Duan Yu will naturally become Duan Yanqing's enemy.

And things turned out to be as Wang Chan expected.

"Come with me, boy!" a hoarse and deep voice came from Duan Yu's room.

"I'm not leaving!"

Duan Yu shouted loudly, but as soon as the words came out, he suddenly weakened his legs and fell to the ground. I saw Duan Yanqing instantly bullying Duan Yu with a fast and wind-like body, and the iron rod in his right hand hit him twice in the crook of his knee, followed by a cane, only to hit Duan Yu's legs into the bone marrow, and with an "ah", he shouted.

"The descendants of the Duan clan are so cowardly, not only a yang finger, but even the most basic martial arts are not at all. Duan Zhengchun is really a good son of teaching. Duan Yanqing looked at Duan Yu and sneered.

"Who told you that if you don't know martial arts, you're going to be a wreck, so isn't the world all a wreck, God has the virtue of a good life, in my opinion, a wicked person like you is a wreck, and the higher the martial arts, the greater the evil you do, the more you are! And don't say bad things about my father!" Duan Yu struggled to raise his head and argued with a stiff neck.

If such a person becomes the king of Dali in the future, it will not be a blessing for the common people, and it would be better to kill him as soon as possible. Duan Yanqing sneered, lifted the steel rod, and poked it into Duan Yu's chest. He didn't plan to kill Duan Yu, but when he heard Duan Yu say this, he became angry in his heart, and he changed his mind.

"If you kill him, you'll regret it for the rest of your life. At the most critical moment, a voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Who!"

Duan Yanqing's heart froze, and he didn't look back, the iron rod in his hand directly turned around, and stabbed behind him with incomparably fierce energy.

Wang Chan looked at the iron rod that broke through the air, did not avoid it, stretched out a finger, and also pushed it over.

The two forces touched in the air, Duan Yanqing's body shook, and the iron staff in his hand actually bent. If it were an ordinary iron rod, the iron rod in Duan Yanqing's hand was blessed with a yang finger power at this time!

The force coming from the iron rod was getting stronger and stronger. Duan Yanqing's face became more and more ugly, and there was a faint layer of green on his face, but Wang Chan always had a smile on his face. I saw that his right index finger was like a layer of gold, revealing a dazzling metallic luster. According to Zhizhen of the day, as long as the golden bell jar is practiced to the fifth level, then there are only a handful of people who can hurt him under the congenital level. And Duan Yanqing is obviously not in this ranks. Not to mention that Wang Chan also has the internal strength that does not lose to the other party at all.

"Dare to underestimate me!" Duan Yanqing looked at Wang Chan's disgusting face, and his whole body trembled slightly due to the surge of anger.

Duan Yanqing is conceited to the extreme, and he is also inferior to the extreme. These two diametrically opposed personalities are not contradictory to him, and they are inseparable from his own life experience. In his early years, he was the high-ranking prince of Yanqing, he was stylish, handsome and chic, and had extraordinary martial arts. Later, the traitor usurped the throne, and he was once beaten to the dust and became the most despicable beggar, and then he became angry and worked hard to practice martial arts, but it was not to cover up his destitude and despicability back then. That's why his heart is so sensitive.

Duan Yanqing was furious, and he used ten success forces, and the iron rod in his hand slowly straightened.

"Don't fight anymore. ”

Duan Yu said as he approached. Suddenly, a strong wind hit silently, and when Duan Yu was stunned, his left shoulder was in severe pain, and he almost fainted. Wang Chan waved his palm with his backhand and pushed him out flat, and Duan Yu fainted on the spot. Fortunately, thanks to Wang Chan's palm, otherwise this nerd would have been shocked to death by the aftermath of his fight with Duan Yanqing.

"It's kind of interesting. The corners of Wang Chan's mouth rose slightly, and the index finger of his right hand flexed and stretched into a fist, and he blasted over.

Rumble!

How is this possible?!

Duan Yanqing retreated a few meters before he barely stood up, looking at the broken iron rod in his hand, his forehead was bruised, and his eyes were full of disbelief. There is really such a horizontal practice of kung fu in this world, and his decades of one-yang finger power can't hurt the other party in the slightest!

How could Duan Yanqing accept it, I saw that his eyes were red, and he stabbed at Wang Chan again with the only remaining iron staff.

Wang Chan's face did not change, and then he suddenly spoke: "Outside the Tianlong Temple, under the Bodhi tree, the son is sloppy, and Guanyin has long hair!"

When Duan Yanqing heard the words "outside Tianlong Temple", the steel rod froze in mid-air and did not move, and after listening to these four sentences, the steel rod couldn't help but tremble and slowly retracted.

These sixteen words are very light, but to Duan Yanqing's ears, it is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

At this time, his mind was dizzy, and he could see a blur, as if he had returned to the full moon night more than twenty years ago. On that day, he finally rushed back to Dali from the East China Sea, and he struggled all the way to the outside of Tianlong Temple, and his only hope was to ask Master Kurong to administer justice.

At this time, he was seriously wounded, his legs were broken, his face was disfigured, his throat was slashed by the enemy, and he could not make a sound. He didn't look like a man anymore, his whole body was filthy and foul, his wounds were full of maggots, and dozens of flies buzzed around him. And his only hope, Master Kurong, has also announced a retreat.

Just when he was about to give up his life, "Great Compassion and Great Compassion to Save Suffering and Rescue Guanyin" appeared in front of him and gave him hope for life.

"I'm right, Prince Yanqing!"

"You...... How do you know?" Duan Yanqing looked at Wang Chan, only to feel inexplicably shocked. The other party not only knew his true identity, but also revealed the secret hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

"It doesn't matter how I know, what matters is that the Bodhisattva is a send-off Guanyin. Wang Chan chuckled.

"Send ...... Send a child?" Duan Yanqing's lips trembled when he thought of the madness of that night. "You made things clear for me. ”

Wang Chan looked at Duan Yanqing, his left hand suddenly slapped and sucked behind him, only to see that the teapot on the table in the room shattered instantly, and the tea turned into a water arrow and shot towards Wang Chan. Almost at the same time, the blood stains of Duan Yu and Duan Yanqing on the ground also came towards Wang Chan****.

Then in Duan Yanqing's horrified gaze, two completely different bloods slowly fused into one.

He ...... He turned out to be my son!" )