Seeing that Tuoba Yu was seriously injured and retreated, Du Fuwei did not embarrass him anymore, but vaguely focused on Song Xing.

"Okay, there's no outsider to stop you, there's no reason not to go back with your dad now, right?"

Du Fuwei looked at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling with some doting, and Kou Zhong even had the illusion that Du Fuwei regarded the two as sons for a moment.

Kou Zhong shook his head, shook this strange feeling from his mind, and said, "I'm sorry Dad, Xiaoling and I are now disciples of Lao Junguan, and we won't go back with you." ”

Xu Ziling also nodded, although Du Fuwei had not shown any malice all along, but the two of them never dared to fully believe Du Fuwei.

In contrast, Song Xing, who has only known each other for two days, feels more reliable to them.

The news that Shuanglong obtained the longevity formula was spread all over the rivers and lakes by Yu Wenhua, and now the rivers and lakes are full of people looking for the two of them to seize the longevity formula.

Now that even the disciples of the three great masters have appeared, and Kou Zhong and the others themselves don't know how long they can hold out in this situation.

After all, the temptation of immortality and shattered void is too great, and as a martial artist, there are a few people who can resist this temptation.

Song Xing seemed to have an extremely good understanding of the Immortal Formula from the beginning, and he himself admitted that the purpose of taking the two of them as apprentices was to take advantage of the Immortal Recipe layout in their hands, which made Kou Zhong inclined to trust Song Xing more.

"Lao Junguan." Du Fuwei was silent, the demon gate forces were all over the rivers and lakes, although he was not afraid, he did not want to provoke them easily.

However, Lao Junguan has always been weak in the Demon Gate, but Du Fuwei didn't pay much attention to it: "If it's the Yin Sect or Shi Zhixuan, Dad may still be a little scared, just Lao Junguan, do you think you can make Dad and I retreat?" ”

Du Fuwei is telling the truth, although the strength of the 100,000 Jianghuai army in his hands is uneven, but the victory lies in the large number of people, and the ordinary Jianghu sect really does not want to provoke this kind of warlord, not to mention Du Fuwei's own top martial arts, ordinary martial artists are not his opponents at all.

"Boy, I'm going to take my two sons, do you dare to object?"

Sensing that Song Xing's strength was not bad, Du Fuwei deliberately said to Song Xing in a vicious voice, testing his bottom line.

Song Xing shook his head, looked at the destroyed pastries, and said with some pity: "There are all the lands of Jiangdong and Huainan, south of Yuling, east of the sea, 100,000 Jianghuai troops are enough to make you the strongest warlord in the world, and there may not be no chance to seize the world in the future, but unfortunately you have no ambitions, there is no rich land in the south of the Yangtze River, but there is no life to become a king." ”

"For the sake of Kou Zhong and the others, you dare to lead more than 100 horsemen deep into the enemy's belly, should you say that you are courageous or stupid?"

The son of a daughter can't sit down, and the heroes who have achieved great things in the past generations are often assassinated by the enemy at the last moment because of negligence in their own safety, which leads to many people who have failed.

Du Fuwei obviously belongs to this kind of person, who has no ambition and is blindly confident in his own strength.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the world was in turmoil, and the imperial court's control over the local area became weaker and weaker, and the three major local rebel armies rose, namely the Wagang Army in Henan, Dou Jiande in Hebei, and Du Fuwei who controlled Jianghuai.

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In the future history, the Wagang army was finally defeated due to the internal strife between Li Mi and Zhai Rang, and Dou Jiande of Hebei was eloquent, but unfortunately lost to Li Tang in the end.

Only now the most powerful Du Fuwei, did not take advantage of the situation, but cowered in a place, after the death of Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty, the miraculous Sui Yue King Yang Tong called the minister, and then directly descended Li Tang, died in Chang'an for no reason, it can be said that a good hand of cards played poorly.

Du Fuwei listened to Song Xing's contemptuous tone, although he didn't know his identity, anger still swelled in his heart, and he sneered: "Stupid? How many years has Lao Tzu heard anyone dare to talk to me like this, I want to take Kou Zhong and the others, Lao Junguan dares to stop me? ”

Song Xing stood up: "Why don't you dare!" ”

At the moment when Song Xing straightened his waist, a thrilling momentum woke up from his body, and the hearts of everyone in the tea shop suddenly seemed to be swept by dark clouds, and their hearts sank, as if they were being targeted by some peerless beast.

Facing Song Xing's Du Fuwei, this feeling was the strongest, the moment Song Xing got up, his hair suddenly stood on end, and decades of experience in fighting in battle were crazy warnings in his body.

Unable to take care of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling anymore, Du Fuwei reacted very quickly, and immediately stepped forward with his back and punched, stepping over a distance of several meters in one step and coming to Song Xing.

The long sleeves waved, like a battle flag, and two golden rings flew out of the sleeves, with a tragic momentum, flying towards Song Xing's neck.

Between the turbulence of the air current, the two golden rings changed in the air, transforming into dozens of golden rings of the same size, and under Du Fuwei's control, they flew like golden butterflies and collided towards the major points of Song Xing's body.

The power of Du Fuwei's shot was completely different from the previous shot on Tuoba Yu, where the golden ring passed, the ground was shattered inch by inch with the vigor of the qi, and all the remaining tables and chairs in the tea shop were shattered under the impact of this force, and Kou Zhong and Rong Jiaojiao, who were oppressed by the terrifying momentum, felt that their breath was stagnant, and they began to retreat uncontrollably.

In the face of Du Fuwei's offensive, Song Xing's expression was condensed, and when he raised his eyes, his dark eyes reflected Du Fuwei's face that was not angry and self-assured.

Ignoring the golden ring that almost surrounded him, he took a light step, just one step, and the ground of the entire tea shop jumped up under the violent vibration.

While stepping forward, Song Xing gently pushed forward a palm, a palm that shimmered with crystal light, as if a huge mountain was pushed up in front of him, and it rumbled towards Du Fuwei.

With just a light palm, the air in front of Song Xing instantly turned into a huge mountain, and in Du Fuwei's eyes, he could even see ripples filling the air, and all the golden rings seemed to hit the real rock wall, and they all broke and sank.

Without waiting for Du Fuwei to change his moves, the terrifying wave of qi broke through the air, Song Xing punched out with one palm, and the qi and blood gushed out all over his body, and the muscles and bones sounded like a dragon chanting in the nine skies, and the tiger leaped into the mountain stream, fast to the peak.

Du Fuwei suddenly felt a fatal crisis attack, his heart twitched violently, and the momentum in the air turned into a giant hand, grabbing his heart fiercely, making his soul tremble in hell.

In the face of Song Xing's palm, which can destroy everything, all Du Fuwei can do is to retreat!

The body smashed through the wall of the tea shop, and retreated towards the outside of the house like lightning, so fast that he could only see the golden thread pulled out of the golden ancient crown above his head.

However, it didn't work!

Song Xing's palm not only did not open the distance, but got closer and closer to him.

Du Fuwei's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and with a roar, the golden ring merged into one again, and the true qi of his whole body poured in, carrying an unparalleled momentum, and smashed into Song Xing's chest, he had already given up resistance, and wanted to die with Song Xing.

In the face of Song Xing's fluttering palm, Du Fuwei's attack was like a mantis arm blocking the car, and at the moment of contact, all of them were easily shattered, and the golden ring that became famous was shattered inch by inch.

Du Fuwei's eyes widened with anger, and he couldn't believe that he would be planted in the hands of a young man who was less than twenty years old today, who had been rampant in the world for decades.

Obviously, he was still majesticly suppressing the disciples of Wuzun one moment, but the next moment he became fighting with Song Xing, entering the moment of life and death.

Seeing that Du Fuwei was about to die in Song Xing's hands, when everyone's eyes were focused on Song Xing's hand, a figure flashed out of the corner that no one had noticed, grabbed Kou Zhong reluctantly, and then rushed out like a lightning speed.

Kou Zhong's own martial arts are not bad, but in the hands of the comers, he did not have the slightest power to resist, and under the sneak attack, he was unprepared and restrained.

At the same time, a woman dressed in white appeared on the roof of the tea shop, with a light toe, which had already spanned dozens of zhang of space, and came behind Song Xing, with an ancient sword in her hand, piercing Song Xing's heart!