"Brother Duan, you ......" Zhong Ling knew that Duan Yu didn't know martial arts, so he couldn't help but worry. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Duan Yu smiled and muttered in Zhong Ling's ear for a while, which reassured him. Zhong Ling had seen Duan Yu's Ling Bo Weibu, and seeing that this Deng Yuan was not a master on the table, he was slightly relieved, but he was stronger than martial arts, and his sword had no eyes, so he was worried after all.

Deng Yuan only regarded the other party as half a pound and eight taels with him, and it was rare for him to be full of pride, with the long sword in his hand, and sneered: "Draw the sword!"

Duan Yu shook his head and said, "I am lazy by nature, and I don't like to dance with swords and swords......"

Deng Yuan was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was serious, and he was embarrassed: "The boy surnamed Duan, if you don't have a sword, you will definitely not be the opponent of this son......"

Duan Yu laughed and said, "It's not your business to let go, it's none of your business! Not to mention being invincible, isn't it exactly what Brother Deng wants?"

Deng Yuan raised his head and smiled: "Wow, this son will fulfill you......" At the end of the words, he raised his arms and swung his sword, attacking three moves in a row!

Duan Yu made a mistake at his feet, and he had already avoided it, Deng Yuan's sword momentum turned, slashing his wrists obliquely, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the two of them were as fast as a flying goose.

The onlookers were originally dismissive of the competition between the two, but at this time they had to look sideways. Deng Yuan's swordsmanship is good at learning, although the power is average, but it is also a beginner's glimpse of the Shaoyang faction's swordsmanship. But Duan Yu is really unexpected, his footwork is tricky and weird, weird and unpredictable, and there is a bit of fluttering immortality. Everyone privately thought that if this guy secretly killed him with his high footwork, I am afraid it would be difficult to avoid it, and he was lucky for a while, and he couldn't help but feel worried about Deng Yuan.

Deng Yuan played extraordinarily, sending out more than forty swords like lightning, the swords and swords were like thunder and lightning, but they were all empty, every critical moment, Duan Yu could slide out like a snake in his thousand sword shadows, a little annoyed and angry for a while, and shouted violently: "The surname Duan, if you have the ability, you don't run around, Lao Tzu has to ...... your life" said, when the right hand took out the sword, the left hand also attacked at the same time, the move was vicious, and the style chased the soul, and he couldn't wait to break Duan Yu's corpse into ten thousand pieces in one fell swoop!

Duan Yu saw that Deng Yuan was really angry, and he seemed to be sacrificing his life, and he couldn't help but feel a little furious in his heart, and immediately transported Ling Bo to the extreme and dealt with it carefully.

After a while, Deng Yuan's moves entered two feet even more, and this kind of nonsense and brutal style of play was really unseen and unheard of.

However, Duan Yu was still in a hurry for a while, and he was in danger, if it weren't for his clever footwork, he was afraid that he would have been injured.

When Zhong Ling saw it, he couldn't hold it down anymore, and attacked Deng Yuan with a wave of his palms.

"You stop!" In the cold shout, the nine maids had already raised their jade hands, and they all drew their swords and killed together. Zhong Ling hurriedly crossed three feet to the right to avoid it.

"Tu!" a few times, and the chaotic sword slashed on the table next to it, and it immediately became torn apart. When the heroes saw this, they couldn't help but secretly feel a pang in their hearts! The skills of several maidservants of the Shaoyang Sect were already like this, and it was self-evident how powerful their master Deng Jiugong was, and they must be even more sophisticated.

Zhong Ling didn't care about the other party, threw the lightning marten, and the gray shadow flashed at the right time, and three of the maids had been bitten on the wrists, and they fell to the ground and lost their breath after a few convulsions. The rest of the people all stood there with condensed expressions, not daring to move for a while.

Soon, a middle-aged man in black walked upstairs, glanced at Zhong Ling, and then at the three dead maidservants, frowned slightly, and said, "The girl is so ruthless!"

Zhong Ling snorted coldly, the lightning marten shrank in the palm of his hand, and withered extremely much, this day consumed it very much, and it was the ultimate to be able to bite three people, although these maids were quite powerful, but their internal strength was extremely weak, and after being bitten by the lightning mink, they lost their lives in a moment. But the rest of the people did not know it, and all of them were at once like a great enemy.

The middle-aged man was obviously the core figure of the Shaoyang faction who stayed in the inn, and then looked at the two sons who were fighting hotly, and pouted: "Fair competition, it's better for the girl not to interfere!"

Zhong Ling saw that Duan Yu had adapted to the other party's strange style of play, and he was slightly relieved. At this time, the guests upstairs also heard the sound, condescending, and began to watch the two "playing" with interest.

Duan Yu realized it later, and suddenly saw the three maidservants who died on the ground, and couldn't help but complain a little about Zhong Ling. This distraction immediately made Deng Yuan seize the opportunity, and a palm shook him back half a step, although he stiffened and did not fall, but the blood in his chest was surging, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Deng Yuan was unforgiving, and soon attacked with a wave of his palms.

Over there, Zhong Ling was stopped by the middle-aged man, and he couldn't help, seeing that Duan Yu was about to suffer, he didn't expect this guy to slap his two palms horizontally, and he slammed Deng Yuan's two palms down.

Deng Yuan suddenly realized that he had fallen for Duan Yu, because at this time, the four palms of the two of them could no longer be separated when they were together.

Everyone present was taken aback, and their faces couldn't help but change color. But it's only because the palms of these two people are glued together, and they are competing for internal strength. And competing for internal strength often means fighting for life. But at this time, the two of them have clearly become difficult to ride a tiger, and they are supported by full internal force, and it is not easy for others to interfere, otherwise it will not be beneficial to anyone.

But in fact, this was not the case, no one noticed that Deng Yuan's eyes were already full of horror, as if he had seen a ghost. Because he found that the internal force of his whole body was sent out of his palm, and when he landed, he sank like a stone into the sea, and he didn't know where he went. Fortunately, at a critical time, he remembered his father's teachings, and began to hold Yuan Shouyi and shrink his strength.

Unexpectedly, this time it was even worse, Duan Yu's internal strength of the Dafa Transformation Gong was extremely poisonous, and it actually shrank along his true qi and invaded his meridians and viscera.

Everyone saw Deng Yuan trembling all over, and soon foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

"What a guts!" The middle-aged man was angry, if this Deng Yuan had three longs and two shorts, he would not have a good end. In a hurry, he was about to make a move on Duan Yu.

Duan Yu was still in a daze at this time, only to feel that there was a strange energy in his palm entangled with the strength of the other party, quite novel, and suddenly saw the other party foaming at the mouth, and before he could react, he did it himself.

Zhong Ling's face changed, but where was it comparable to the strength of a middle-aged man, after all, he was half a point behind.

Duan Yu was attacked suddenly, and the distance between the two was so close that it was too late to hide.

In a corner upstairs, Ding Chunqiu saw all this in his eyes, quite satisfied, and when he saw the middle-aged man secretly killing him, he suddenly flicked his wide sleeves forward.

Two rays of spark lightning had already been shot from an oil lamp in front of him.

This shot was extremely hidden, and the two sparks were phosphate rock poisons hidden in Ding Chunqiu's cuffs, floating in the air after encountering fire, and advancing fiercely in the direction of qi.

It wasn't until he was close to the middle-aged man's back that he was noticed by the other party and said, "What person!"

The spark slammed into the air, and the poison in it directly covered the middle-aged man's head. When the pale blue mist lifted, everyone was surprised to find that the other party was blind, and wisps of blood were overflowing from the two empty eyes.

"Hiss!" Everyone gasped, and even Duan Yu, the only beneficiary, felt that the other party was miserable and terrifying.

The hall was silent for a while, and the Shaoyang faction, which had always been superior in front of everyone, was simply downtrodden to the extreme. Several maids sent the unconscious Deng Yuan and the middle-aged man back to the guest room, causing everyone to whisper.

"What is the origin of this surname Duan!"

"Who made the ...... just now?"

And so on and so forth.

"Brother Duan, what are you doing in a daze?" Zhong Ling said curiously when he saw that Duan Yu was not giving up. The pipa girl bowed her head and remained silent, standing behind the two of them.

"Uh, it's nothing, Ling'er, why did you kill those three women......!" Duan Yu said in a low voice.

"Okay, don't you want half of that son's life, and talk about me!" Zhong Ling pouted.

Duan Yu opened his mouth, he didn't even figure out this matter himself.

Seeing the fighting spirit of the two, the pipa girl hesitated for a moment and came to Duan Yu and knelt on the ground, thanking him: "Engong is above, please accept the little girl's worship." ”

Duan Yu hurriedly went to help, and suddenly remembered that there was a difference between men and women, if he supported each other, wouldn't he become a raccoon dog with Deng Yuan, and immediately glanced at Zhong Ling in embarrassment, and motioned to the other party to help him help the pipa girl up.

Zhong Ling was angry, of course he refused.

Duan Yu said again: "Girl, get up quickly, don't bother Duan." ”

The pipa girl's eyes were slightly red, and she shook her head and replied: "The cheap concubine is young, she is alone, she was adopted by the shopkeeper of Mengdu a few years ago, but it is just a strange commodity to be sold at a price, and now she has nothing, and she asks the son to take it in, make a cow and a horse, all according to the son's orders!"

"This ......" Duan Yu was a little embarrassed, "You get up and sit here first, by the way, what is the girl's name?"

"The son can be called the slave Du Thirteen Niang!" the woman smiled flatteringly at Zhong Ling and sat next to her.

"Thirteen learned the pipa, and the name belongs to the first part of the teaching workshop!" Duan Yu suddenly remembered a poem.

This Du Thirteen Niang is not only immortal and jade, but also extremely elegant in conversation, coupled with her poor background, she quickly won Zhong Ling's sympathy and Duan Yu's favor.

Zhong Ling put his left hand into the leather bag, touched the mink and said, "Sister Du, just follow Brother Duan, you will eat and drink spicy food in the future, and you can't dream of keeping it!"

Lao Du happened to pass by a few people, and when he heard the words, he guessed that Duan Yu was from a noble background, and thought that this Du Sanniang was his goddaughter after all, so he wanted to go over and stammer, so that he could get some benefits in the future.

At that moment, there was the sound of hurried footsteps.

Lao Du looked back, and his face couldn't help but turn white.

Silver Scepter Deng Jiugong!

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but look at Duan Yu's side.

The three of them didn't realize it, they were talking about the rise, Duan Yu loved poetry and songs the most on weekdays, this Du Shisanniang was knowledgeable, and she was actually the head of the way, plus she had been through the dust for a long time, and her observation of words and colors was even higher, which made the Duan brothers and sisters extremely fond of it.

Deng Jiugong glanced at everyone, and when he saw that his son was not below, he was quite dumbfounded. waited until he arrived at the house and saw a group of defeated soldiers, and soon became furious. Fortunately, Jiang was still old and spicy, and when he heard that someone was secretly protecting the other party, he didn't dare to kill the door immediately, and after ordering a few disciples to keep an eye on Duan Yu, he began to check the injury of his precious son.

This look really made the old man fall to the bottom.

Duan Yu didn't want to eat the other party's poison, with Deng Jiugong's skill, he could expel this poison in a moment, but as the successor of the Shaoyang faction, he lost his skill and became a complete waste, which made the old man unacceptable.

Deng Yuan's qualifications are actually not bad, according to Deng Jiugong's idea, he was greedy for fun when he was young, and when he got married and started a business, he was able to settle down and practice martial arts, and he also came here like this back then. Therefore, although Deng Yuan's kung fu is sparse, his cultivation of internal strength has never fallen. Unexpectedly, now that he has lost all his skills, he will re-cultivate in the future, and how will he catch up in the past twenty years.

What is the origin of the other party, what kind of martial arts is this!

Suddenly, Deng Jiugong became a little suspicious. What's more, he remembered the report of his disciples again, that kid's surname is Duan, could it be that the other party is a member of the Duan family, knowing his purpose, and he came to give himself a dismount. But if this is the case, this family is too vicious, and they actually cultivate this kind of evil martial arts!

Ji Qingzhi returned to the inn proudly, and he was happy to know what had happened from the mouth of Xuanlongzhuang.

The people of all the factions downstairs were waiting for Deng Jiugong to exert his might, but unexpectedly, the other party actually chose to remain silent, and they all felt a little incredible.

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly saw Ji Qing and the others in Zhuang laughing for a while, and then walked to Duan Yu's side, and said loudly as he walked: "I have long heard that the Shaoyang Sect has an extremely advanced kung fu called 'Swallowing Anger and Swallowing Voice'. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its name. ”

Duan Yu looked up and saw an extremely sturdy young man walking over.

"In Xia Xuan Longzhuang Ji Qing, I heard that Brother Tai taught the waste young master of the Shaoyang faction a lesson, and I admire it very much!"

Duan Yu hurriedly stood up, learned the style of people in the martial arts, and said: "Don't dare, don't dare, Xiaosheng Duan Yu, I've seen Master Ji Zhuang!"

"Oh, Gongzi is also surnamed Duan, but unfortunately he is not from the Duan family in Dali, otherwise as long as the signboard of the Yiyang Finger is displayed, the Shaoyang Sect can only use the Dafa of Patience and Swallowing Sound to the extreme, then it is still so difficult!" Ji Qing said with a smile, the Yiyang Finger is too iconic, and the person in front of a few people will not, so no one will associate him with the Dali Duan family, after all, as a national surname, the people with the surname Duan of Dali have gone to the sea.

Duan Yu didn't know this, and when he saw that the other party was self-righteous, he didn't defend himself, but he was incredulous about the prestige of his own Yiyang Finger for the first time, and said with a smile: "That's, that's!"

There were good deeds around him who suppressed their voices and said, "Why haven't I heard of what Master Ji Zhuang said, I haven't heard of it!"

"Yes, yes, I don't know what the use of this mastery is?" Someone followed.

Deng Jiugong had already heard the movement outside, trembled with anger, looked at his pale son, and gritted his teeth. He was originally a person who planned and then moved, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages in case of trouble, and rarely got angry, if it weren't for Ji Qing's name, his words were too unbearable, and he would never be so angry.

Thinking about it, the long sword in his hand broke through the air and roared, and shot at Ji Qing downstairs.

But he said: "The boy surnamed Duan, pay for my son's life!" (To be continued.) )