When Ding Yu swam to the shore, there were only a dozen or so archers left on the riverbank. As soon as Ding Yu came ashore, one of them hurriedly picked up the bow and arrow, shouting for Ding Yu to be captured. Ding Yu casually picked up a corpse and blocked it in front of him, rushed close with a few arrows, and counted all the remaining archers down, and then followed the path to catch up with Duan Yingsi and the others.

After walking a few steps, he heard the sound of a fight in front of him, he knew that among the people who survived this time, his martial arts were the lowest, no matter who was fighting in front of him, it was not something he could participate in, so he hid in the forest, carefully circled in a big circle, and looked out through the bushes, but saw that on the path, Murong Qi and the big black man were fighting inseparably.

Murong Qi is worthy of his family history, he has no shortcomings in martial arts, and his moves absorb the strengths of all families, often among the ten moves, there are seven or eight moves from different sects, his fists and feet are sometimes fast and slow, sometimes he is treacherous, and people who are almost martial arts are not to mention fighting with him, even if they look at it twice, they will be dizzy.

And that big black man is just the opposite, his body is rough, one board and one eye step by step, when the moves of the two guns are concise, there are almost no false moves, often Murong Qi makes three moves, he can only return the move, but under his strong strength, Murong Qi does not dare to directly attack his edge.

Ding Yu looked at it for a while, and shook his head secretly, in addition to his strength, Murong Qi was stronger than the black man in terms of body moves, but it was a pity that he was too proud and cherished himself, and he would deliberately choose those chic and gorgeous moves when making moves, so he missed a lot of opportunities to win.

For example, the big black man protected his chest with his left gun, and stabbed straight with his right gun, and was avoided by Murong Qi in stride. At this time, if Murong Qiruo bent down and rolled up, raised his foot and shot urine with a yellow dog, he could kick the dead corner of the black man, and seize the upper hand even if it was not good. But he wanted to turn around and slash and take the side of the opponent's neck - it seemed to be chic and deadly, but the opponent's left gun was slightly erected, and it was easy to block.

After watching a fight like this for a while, Ding Yu was no longer interested. Maybe for Murong Qi, the victory in exchange for ugly postures such as stealing with a vicious dog and urinating with a yellow dog is not as good as a dashing draw or defeat, but for Ding Yu, fighting is the process of knocking down the opponent by all violent means, and it has never had anything to do with chic and gorgeous. He silently bypassed the two and continued to chase.

Ding Yu ran with all his might, for fear that he would be a step too late and would not be able to catch up with the shocking battle of Murong Longcheng, Duan Yingsi and Xiaoyaozi, but after he walked through the woods for half a pillar of incense, what he saw was two people standing at both ends of a broken bridge, facing each other from afar, and these two people were actually Murong Longcheng and Duan Yingsi!

Murong Longcheng's face was pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, as if he had just been injured, but Duan Yingsi's face was as usual, and there was no abnormality. He stood at the other end of the broken bridge, blocking Murong Longcheng's way, and between the two of them, there was a stream more than three zhang wide.

Duan Yingsi stared into Murong Longcheng's eyes and said, "Brother Murong, I'm sorry, I can't let you kill Empress Dowager Zhou, she is my aunt after all. ”

Murong Longcheng said angrily: "Ridiculous! Do you know that if I let her go, it means that all the old ministers of the Later Zhou Dynasty who participated in this matter will be wiped out by Zhao Kuangyin, without their help, how can you and I regain the throne for you?"

Duan Yingsi laughed miserably: "Brother Murong, even if you kill the Empress Dowager Zhou, the loyal and righteous brother is still in Zhao Kuangyin's hands, without him, will the old ministers of Hou Zhou help me take the throne?"

Murong Longcheng was speechless for a while.

But for him, the old ministers of the Later Zhou Dynasty were not only to help Duan Yingsi seize the throne, but also to mean that the Murong clan's Baidao forces in the territory of Zhao and Song Dynasty, without them, the caravan that sold weapons for him like the Wang family would be uprooted immediately. It can be said that without this group of former ministers of the Later Zhou Dynasty, the Murong clan will immediately change from an invisible prince who eats all in black and white to an ordinary martial arts family. Therefore, no matter what, he will not let the Empress Dowager Zhou leave Daba Mountain!

As for Dali, as Duan Yingsi said, without Chai Zhongxun, seeking to seize the throne of Dali has become a dream bubble, so Duan Yingsi will no longer have the value of use.

Thinking of this, Murong Longcheng didn't hesitate for a moment, raised his hand and pointed three fingers towards Duan Yingsi, and three invisible fingers shot out in the air.

Duan Yingsi's complexion changed greatly, and he was busy counteracting with three and one yang fingers, but he was rushed to the point that his body shook slightly, and he took half a step back, and he rushed out and said, "How is it possible?"

Murong Longcheng sneered, "What, Brother Duan Xian, have you forgotten that you once passed on the Yiyang Finger Heart Method to Qi'er?"

"But ......" Duan Yingsi said two words, and then stopped talking.

Murong Longcheng continued for him: "But you left a hand at the beginning, and the mental method you taught Qi'er is not complete, if you really cultivate according to it, you will not be able to release your finger power at all, and you will be restrained by the authentic one-yang finger power, am I right?"

Seeing Duan Yingsi's pale face, he laughed, and then said, "Brother Duan Xian, you can't help but underestimate me too much. With my martial arts attainments, with your fragment of the Yiyang Finger Mind Method as a reference, it is enough for me to create a better fingering method by myself, I call it 'Shenhe Finger', I wonder what Brother Duan Xian thinks?"

"Better than a Yang Finger?" Duan Yingsi took a half step forward, re-established himself at the front of the broken bridge, and said in a cold voice: "Don't make me laugh! If you have seen your father's One Yang Finger, you B will know how ridiculous your Finger is to participate." Even if it's me, it's easy to break it!"

"Don't be ashamed!" Murong Longcheng's index fingers connected, and three more finger forces shot out.

This time, Duan Yingsi's move changed, and the finger force shot out of his fingers became extremely sharp, and he sneered and tore a combined finger force, but it was offset by the second finger force, and then the third finger force and the second finger force overlapped, pointing directly at Duan Yingsi's chest.

The corners of Murong Longcheng's mouth hooked, Duan Yingsi was the person he was going to get rid of sooner or later, how could he be defenseless against Duan Yingsi? Duan Yingsi cleverly gave him the fragment of the Yiyang Finger Mental Method, but he used it to create the Shenhe Finger - the strength was enough to restrain the Yiyang Finger, and the continuous speed was enough to restrain the Yiyang Sword Qi Finger, other than these two, what threat did Duan Yingsi have to him?

"Snort" two soft sounds, followed by a blood flower blooming.

Murong Longcheng looked at the wound on his left arm in disbelief, and his figure bounced back five feet away.

This time, it was Duan Yingsi who spoke.

"You are wrong, cooperating with your Murong clan, how dare I keep only one hand! You only say that my Yiyang Sword Qi Finger is extremely sharp, and the meridians are unbearable, so it must not be able to be quickly fired, but what you don't know is that I have been imprisoned for fifteen years, and what I have created is not just a Yiyang Sword Qi Finger, but a sword qi finger power of six veins in succession, I call it 'Six Veins Divine Sword', Brother Murong thinks, how about your Shenhe Finger?"

As he spoke, he withdrew the ring, middle, index and thumb of his right hand one by one. Just now, it was with these four fingers that he sent out four invisible sword qi that destroyed the strength of the strong, penetrating Murong Longcheng's finger power, and there was even a direct heart, if it wasn't for Murong Longcheng's timely dodge, he received this finger with his left arm, where would he still be alive now!(To be continued.) )